Game of Thrones Overlord Conquest

Chapter 175 The Edge of Night

Salado seemed to be forcefully forced by the leader of the rebel army. He was helpless and obeyed George's authority, but the atmosphere outside the house did not ease.

From the conversation just now, Bono noticed that there were many conflicts between the two people. It was still obvious that they were competing with each other, and they were both suppressing the growing impatience and anger in their hearts.

This situation is like a hidden volcano that may erupt at any time.

Moreover, he also realized that Salado did not seem to be entirely a member of George's group. Who was this man called the captain? With what identity and purpose did he come here.

Not long after, his contemplation was interrupted, and a huge rumble came from not far away.

A bright fire light penetrated in, driving away the previous darkness, followed by a large amount of earth and rock collapse, and screams echoed through the silent night sky.

"The forge exploded again!"

"You guys stay safe here, let's go over and take a look."

Bono silently counted the footsteps outside the window that were dragging farther and farther away and gradually disappearing. He was still lying there motionless, the expression on his face did not change, and he still looked like he was in a coma.

As the wailing in the distance gradually stopped, the dark night returned to calm, and time slowly passed. Just when Bono felt that his whole body was about to turn into stone, he heard the friction of the door being opened.

He opened his eyes slightly and saw a newly lit torch shining at the door, illuminating the three guards who walked into the room. They were all wearing simple leather armor and had long swords on their belts.

Afterwards, one of the watchmen stayed at the door, casually looking at the layout of the room which had not changed at all.

There were two other guards walking straight towards him. One was holding a sword hilt and holding a torch, while the other was humming a tuneless song. He bent down and held a water bag, approaching him.

At the same time, Bono's muscles tensed up as he saw the hands coming to his mouth.

He finally made up his mind, turned over and threw himself on the guard who was about to give him medicine. He pulled out the long sword from the man's waist, raised it high, and thrust it into the opponent's chest.

Everything happened without warning. Before the guard holding the torch could draw his weapon, Bono jumped up suddenly, jumped forward, and chopped the opponent to the ground with one sword.

At this time, the guard guarding the door reacted from the panic. He had already drawn his weapon, but he did not dare to rush forward to attack Bono. He shouted loudly, and a guard dressed similarly to him quickly Quickly ran in.

Bono held the bloody sword tightly in his hand and stepped aside to prevent being attacked by the two men. However, lying unconscious for a long time made his limbs numb, and his body went limp and he fell to the ground. .

However, this may have saved his life, because the guard who finally rushed into the room was already eagerly swinging his sword to attack him, but it just passed by him.

When the overstretched guard panicked and wanted to turn around, a long sword whizzed over, reflecting the light of a torch in the darkness.

Whether it was fate or Bono's superb skills, the sword pierced his body and he fell to the ground with a howl.

The guard who had been standing at the door was a cowardly and slow-responsive person. All three of his companions were killed, but he stopped moving forward. The hand holding the sword began to tremble violently, and he whispered intimidatingly:

"Damn it, you devil!"

Bono stood up slowly, moving his legs that were still numb without care, staring at the opponent with sharp eyes, and responded with a hoarse voice from his throat:

"Hoho, little guy, it is very dangerous to pick up a weapon. You will either kill the enemy or be killed by the enemy. You should know my name. I have killed more enemies than you know."

"Besides, you should know best that shouting is useless. Your people are quelling the chaos after the forge explosion and will not come to support you."

"So, let go of your sword, or I will tear you into pieces."

"Don't move, don't move!" the guard repeated tremblingly, licking his lips, as if these words alone made his mouth go dry.

Although he did not give up his weapon, he did not adopt an attacking sword-holding posture. He was so frightened by Bono's terrifying eyes and voice that he could not move and almost fell to the ground.

He looked around, but saw no one. Then, he turned back sharply and looked at the Dothraki. Then, he threw his weapon suddenly, turned around and prepared to run wildly.

At that moment, Bono ducked sideways to avoid the incoming sword, bent forward and rushed forward quickly, like a strong wind wrapping around the watcher. He clamped the man's neck with one hand, and held the man with his other hand. The other person's mouth is blocked.

His arms and shoulders seemed to be made of steel and were as strong as they were, and they emitted astonishing strength. All that was left of the opponent in this nightmare-like scene was a pair of legs that kept swinging.

Most of what Bono said before was to intimidate the guard. He did not dare to let the other party make any more shouts. Although the distance was still far away, as long as the enemy caught up, it would be like quicksand, mercilessly swallowing him.

After a while, until the guard's limbs stopped shaking, he slowly let go of the guard, turned around to pick up the weapons on the ground, and then he stabbed the throats of the four corpses one by one.

After doing these things, he did not immediately start to run away. He first looked out through the window. Seeing that no one was paying attention, he took big steps and ran at a fast speed, blending into the night like a shadow.

After escaping from the prison, Bono was not completely out of danger. When he saw the remains of the forge explosion and the figures cleaning up the waste, he quickly fell to the ground.

He tried to stay as far away from the campfire as possible and crawled out inch by inch until he reached the creek beside the fence outside the camp and could hear the gurgling sound of water in the darkness.

On the grass beside the stream, the plants grew very tall, which helped him hide his tracks, so he dared to look back.

The forging sound that had stopped before has sounded again. It is obvious that the enemy has arranged everything properly. The chaos in the camp will not last long and will return to normal soon. At that time, everyone will return to their posts.

Bono huddled in the grass and did not climb this seemingly endless escape route. However, this was not to wait for dawn so that the enemy could catch up with him.

Because when he regained his freedom, he also lost the light brought by the campfire.

The sky in the mountains was very dark, and the edge of the real night appeared silently before his eyes. He couldn't even see clearly what was a few feet away, and he didn't know the location of the sentries arranged by the rebels.