Hunt on K170

Under the scorching sun of K170

was a hunter on the move, HarvySpecter.

A figure that was feared in the Seven Kingdoms, like many more.

After many sleepless nights on horse, his scouts finally returned with good news.

A castle shining under the hot sun, its towers reflecting light so you that it could be seen from miles away. The castle was home to Lord Ficsilla, who commanded over 6.7 million loyal soldiers who would die for her. She had a strong wall with over 1.7 million t4 cav's. It was a risk for Harvy, but one he was willing to take for the glory, for the merits.

With a single hand signal his soldiers knew, it was time for war. The soldiers prepared everything for the first strike, within minutes everything was ready and the first march began under the heating sun.

Under the heavy pressure of the hot air, the long march began. The soldiers glowed in there armors under the burning sun. A Wall of loyalty and discipline. After a long march, the army reached the walls, and the battle began. Screams filled the land, breaking the silence. Shields struck against wood and stone. After a long time, the wood finally splintered and the gate fell. The defenders were ready for battle, or so they thought. Harvy at the front led his troops into battle. His soldiers formed a line of steel, shoulder to shoulder, and were unbreakable. The defenders were pushed back hard.

The first blow was painful for both sides, the wounded were fast healed so that the battle could continue.

Not long after the secound march finally begeaun. Again Harvy´s soldiers build a wall out of steal, ready for everythign that would come. But this time Harvy new it would not be that much damage they could do and the losses would be high again. Than now they would face the wall of over 1.7m t4 cav´s. But Harvy knew his soldiers would fight to the dead for him.

Again, they reached the gate of Ficsilla castel, which was still destroyed after the first blow. Harvy ordered the attack while the wound was still open. The fight was hard, many of Harvys man were killed, in the secound strik. But they managed to push the enemy back in to there secound ring of defence.The wounded were transported home, where they were treated and prepared for the third attack.

The third march began minutes after Harvey's return. The soldiers were out of breath, their fighting spirit remained strong, and once more they marched into battle with Harvey at their front, not knowing if they would return, not knowing how it would end.

Harvy walked through the gate, his soldiers behind him. It was time to take the second gate down, and so it began like every new hunt. Shields and swords clashed with the wood and iron of the gate until it gave up. The gate was now open, and Harvy and his men stormed through the fallen gate. Ficsilla's troops retreated in fear, their fighting spirit long broken. This time the loses where smaller on Harvy´s side, but still many good man gave there lives, but Harvy knew now there was no going back. He returned back to his castel the wounded where treated, and the countdown for the next march began.

Harvy and his army were ready, and the march began. The ground shook under the force of his troops. After the long march, the walls could be seen in the distance. After a few more minutes, he and his troops stormed through the fallen gates. Ficsilla's men were still in shock and were no match for Harvy's troops this time. There were no significant losses on Harvy's side, but Ficsilla lost over 3 million soldiers in this blow. Not many soldiers remained in the castle, about 220,000. Once again, Harvy and his troops rushed back to treat the wounded and prepare for last hit for the final strik.

Under the midday sun Harvy and his soldiers began the last match of this kostlie hunt

Under the midday sun, Harvy and his soldiers began the final march of this costly hunt. This strike will put an end to the bloody conflict and will bring peace again to Kingdome 170. This march that feels like for ever, but they can stop now they need to bring this to an end, for all the soldier´s that let there live´s for this. Harvy standing on the spearhead of the formation rushed in to the Throne room where Ficsilla and her last troops had fallen back to make there last stand. The battel was over quick, now Ficsilla and Harvy stand face to face the fear was in her eyes, she knew she was about to die. Harvy for the first time this hunt spock: You gave your best but your time has come now you can rest. With one clean strik it was done, Ficsilla fall to the could floar, Harvy watching over her, he raised his sword and the cheer of his soldiers where heard in the whole kingdom.

It was a painfull and costly battel but now it was finaly over. To bring the last honer to the fallen from every side, Harvy and his man layed down there weapons and knelt down in front of the fallen, a moment of silence was held for all the soldier´s that let there live´s this day. But this is Game of Throne´s a game where the strong survive and the weak fall.