An army of Robb Stark's northmen who have marched south with haste in an attempt to take the Lannister forces by surprise.
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[Your Sworn Sword] ambushes and kills several of Bolton's men, but the vanguard was outnumbered and nearly routed. "My father sent us to our deaths," Tyrion growls. [Your Sworn Sword] fights fiercely and Bolton's army retreats, but the vanguard was outnumbered and nearly routed. "My father sent us to our deaths," Tyrion growls. A number of soldiers can't fight for lack of weapons, but the vanguard is outnumbered and nearly routed. "My father sent us to our deaths," Tyrion growls. [Your Sworn Sword] buys the swords of more freeriders, but the vanguard is outnumbered and nearly routed. "My father sent us to our deaths," Tyrion growls. Add result Add result
An army of Robb Stark's northmen who have marched south with haste in an attempt to take the Lannister forces by surprise.
Success
Add result Add result [Your Sworn Sword] buys the aid of more swords. Meanwhile, Tyrion's vanguard is outnumbered and nearly routed. "My father sent us to our deaths," Tyrion growls. [Your Sworn Sword] brings knights crashing down. Meanwhile, Tyrion's vanguard is outnumbered and nearly routed. "My father sent us to our deaths," Tyrion growls. Add result Add result