revenge

Hello Lords and Ladies, welcome to another epic tale of the conflicts that plagued K113. Time has shown that peace never lasts. In GoT WiC, such moments are merely the calm between storms. The rivalry with Lord Lolo didn't stem from a single clash; it was built over weeks of taunts, opportunistic attacks, and constant vigilance between players who knew each other's potential perfectly. Look back at it here: https://forum.gtarcade.com/topic/257137.

As Lolo began frequently hunting down friends from the GtC alliance, every burning castle fueled the desire for a rematch.

My response came in K494, when I attacked accounts belonging to the CcL alliance. That offensive wasn't just about gaining merit; it was a message: a warning that every attack would have consequences. Yet, none of those battles represented the true reckoning. The real adversary remained untouched.

Meanwhile, back in K113, a sort of cold war gripped the kingdom. Neither side wanted to spark a conflict that might jeopardize the server's stability. We watched each other's every move. During the event, however, we set our rivalry aside. We fought for the same goal, defending the kingdom side by side against external enemies. At that moment, personal conflicts had to take a back seat; the kingdom came before any desire for revenge. But the KvK ended, and we all knew that silent truce had come to a close.

I returned to my usual routine. I kept my castle ready for any opportunity, monitored movements, and waited patiently. There was no rush; a mistake was bound to happen sooner or later.

And that moment arrived: Lord Lolo’s anti-scout bubble vanished.

For a few seconds, I remained motionless before the screen.

It was incredibly strange. An experienced player like Lolo would hardly make such a simple blunder. My first reaction was to suspect a trap, perhaps troops lying in wait for a counter-offensive. Before making a move, I sent scouts to assess the enemy's defenses.

To my surprise, he had no anti-scout active. The report came back quickly. More than ten million soldiers were guarding that castle. Nearly four million were T5 troops, with the vast majority being cavalry.

I carefully observed the commanders stationed atop the wall. Something caught my eye. This wasn't his main formation; I knew he usually employed a female-led setup. The defense was spearheaded by Daenerys, flanked by Jaime and Enzo, activating the well-known "Weakness" synergy. Although it wasn't his optimal composition, it remained an extremely dangerous defense. His red-tier equipment rounded out a setup capable of crushing many unwary attackers.

I analyzed the situation for a few minutes. As an infantry player, this target was impossible for me to tackle. Attacking a wall packed with cavalry using infantry would be tantamount to suicide. My spearmen formation was still far from the level required to take on a target of that caliber single-handedly.

At that moment, I immediately thought of just one player: Lord Hmmenon. If anyone was capable of facing that wall, it was him. I quickly sent over all the reconnaissance data. I didn't need to explain much; as soon as he saw the numbers, Hmmenon grasped the opportunity we had. He was combat-ready in no time.

"Capture a Level 60 Lord to maximize attack stats" - I advised, sending him the coordinates of an alt account.

I immediately suggested launching a rally; it was the safest option.

However, after observing the commanders on the enemy wall and feeling confident in his spearmen formation, Hmmenon decided to launch a solo attack first to gauge the enemy's resistance.

The march set off at full speed. The spearmen advanced, forming a massive wall of gleaming spears. On the other side, thousands of horses were already bracing for impact. The clash was brutal; the enemy cavalry surged forward like an avalanche.

For a few moments, it felt as though the very ground was shaking under the weight of the hooves.

The lead spearmen absorbed the initial charge, but the resistance they encountered was immense. Even with the natural advantage spearmen hold over cavalry, the sheer number of T5 troops inside the castle, along with enemy infantry on the front line, exacted a heavy toll.

When the battle ended, Lord Hmmenon had inflicted significant damage, but the cost was high. A substantial number of his own T5 soldiers had been killed. Still, the attack served as a valuable lesson...

Without wasting a moment, Hmmenon immediately launched a rally. This time, there would be no room for improvisation. As soon as the rally opened, I instantly dispatched my T4 and T5 spearmen to reinforce the attack. As the timer ticked down, anticipation mounted. Every second felt like an eternity. Would anyone show up to help Lolo? Would he finally bubble?

When the rally was finally launched, a massive column of troops swept across the map toward Lolo’s castle. It was an awe-inspiring sight. Millions of spearmen marched in perfect formation, their spears creating a veritable forest of steel pointed toward the horizon. The impact was devastating. This time, the spearmen breached the initial defensive lines almost instantly. The natural advantage of our spearmen became clear. Over four million of Lord Lolo’s soldiers had been wiped out. We hadn't lost a single T5 soldier. Our strategy had worked perfectly.

Even so, the most dangerous part of the defense remained. His vast numbers of T5 cavalry were still virtually intact. There was no reason to hesitate. The second rally began immediately.

Once again, I sent my troops to reinforce Hmmenon. When the second wave of forces reached the castle, the result was even more impressive. Unable to mount a counterattack, the cavalry was completely surrounded by the spearmen. Spears pierced through both riders and mounts in successive waves of attacks. Resistance began to crumble rapidly. Nearly three million T5 soldiers were wiped out in that single engagement. It was the decisive blow.

The stronghold that had long posed a threat to our allies now stood virtually empty. Lacking sufficient troops to mount a defense, only a few scattered survivors remained within the castle. Hmmenon showed no intention of allowing them to recover. Without the need for a rally, he launched a final solo attack and captured the enemy lord. Lolo’s walls were ablaze. Where a fortress once stood, capable of intimidating any hunter, only smoldering ruins remained. The cold war in K113 had finally come to an end. It was the result of patience, constant vigilance, and choosing the perfect moment to strike. And when that moment arrived, we did not let it slip away.

A reminder that in Westeros, a forgotten bubble does not go unpunished when a patient hunter is watching every move on the map.