The Mountain of Ice and Fire

Wizard Daulty looked stunned!

Beside her were the wife of Grand Chieftain Raglen Foka and many women of the tribe.

Some women screamed.

The Grand Chieftain's wife reached out to cover her mouth, lowered her head, her eyes filled with horror, her shoulders trembling, and several maids hugged her.

Raglen's two sons flew into the arena to save people.

Hundreds of Foka warriors poured into the arena, holding thorny long poles and rattan shields to drive away the red smoke.

Red Smoke stepped on Raglen's corpse, the blood on its red horns not obvious.

Its ruby-like eyes looked at the chaotic crowd. Before hundreds of thorny long poles could drive it away, it walked to the other side, as if taking a stroll.

Killing a tribal grand chieftain was no different from killing an ordinary pedestrian in Red Smoke's eyes.

The difference was in the eyes of humans, and had nothing to do with Red Smoke.

To it, they were all equally fragile provocateurs.

The corpse of the peninsula's most powerful grand chieftain was carried away, and the Foka warriors also retreated.

According to tribal tradition, Foka's eldest son became the new tribal leader. He was Aster Foka, the elder brother of the young chieftain Joyce Foka, who was familiar with the Mountain's Jane.

The second to appear was Kom Warner, the eleven-year-old chief of the Warner tribe.

Kom Warner came to Daulty's side and whispered a few words. Daulty announced to the chiefs that Kom Warner had given up his chance to try. He was now a squire of Duke Gregor Clegane and would not return to the Warner tribe until he was an adult. He had no intention of obtaining the Red Smoke Beast.

Giving up was a wise choice, because if Red Smoke didn't recognize its master, it would be easier to kill the child.

For an eleven-year-old child, no matter how cautious he was, his strength would be difficult to tame Red Smoke.

The third to get the opportunity was Chief Wagner Gahr, the cousin of the Mountain's adopted son Landon Gahr, and the nephew of George Gahr, the captain of the warhammer who died in battle.

Wagner Gahr looked at Jane. He had indeed obtained a chance to try to conquer Red Smoke. He didn't know if this was an arrangement of the Blood God.

Wagner Gahr added thick armor to his chest, thick armor to his shoulder and knee joints, put on a helmet, and entered the arena with a shield in his hand.

The Red Smoke Beast glanced at him, nonchalantly. It raised its nose and sniffed around.

The two hundred Gahr warriors were ready, and the rattan shield wall first opened a gap. The Grand Chieftain Raglen Foka had died too miserably just now, and there was no time to rescue him.

Wagner Gahr was not in a hurry to approach the Red Smoke Beast. He stood still.

His strategy was correct. First, let the Red Smoke Beast, which had just killed someone, become familiar with his scent and his presence.

The Red Smoke Beast was extremely intelligent. If it accepted him, it would let him approach.

"In the name of the Blood God, Landon Gahr, I want you to inherit the position of chief of the Gahr tribe after my death."

"No, cousin!" Landon Gahr refused, "I am already Duke Gregor Clegane's adopted son. I swear allegiance to him and will go outside to live with my mother, sister, and younger sister. This is what my father always wanted before his death."

"Listen to me, Landon Gahr. Staying in the desolate and barren Gahr Town, the Gahr tribe will no longer have any development and future except for fishing. Take the people of the tribe out and earn immortal honor and fertile land for them. We can no longer live a poor, secluded, barbaric, and primitive life. The Gahr people are not short of warriors, but they lack an opportunity."

"Then you come, brother! Let's do it together, for the Gahr people!"

"I want to try Red Smoke, brother, this is my wish. You are Duke Gregor's adopted son, an opportunity your father exchanged with his life. I hope this can also be an opportunity for the Gahr people. Take them out, my good brother."

Wagner Gahr stretched out his hands to Landon Gahr, and the two brothers hugged each other tightly. After a while, they separated, and Landon Gahr's eyes were already red.

Wagner Gahr raised his shield to the two hundred Gahr warriors: "Brothers, if I am attacked by the Red Smoke Beast, don't come to save me. Landon Gahr is my heir. I swear in the name of the Blood God and the Gahr family that you will be loyal to him and follow him, Gahr people, loyal and unyielding warriors."

"Hoo!" The two hundred Gahr warriors roared.

Wagner Gahr took one last look at Landon Gahr, Landon Gahr's tears were swirling in his eyes. Landon gestured, and the rattan shield wall closed the gap.

Wagner Gahr didn't want the tribal warriors to rescue him.

Either die or conquer!

He raised his shield and walked towards the Red Smoke Beast. The Red Smoke Beast snorted softly, lowered its head slightly, and its ruby eyes were blood red, as if they had just been washed with blood. It had been fasting for four days and had not drunk water. Its body was beginning to weaken. This weakness weakened its strength and reaction, but made its character more irritable and aggressive.

Hidden beneath its calm exterior was a full intention to kill.

This was unknown to the tribal people, the Mountain didn't know, and Daulty didn't know. Only one person knew, Lady Jane understood everything about unicorns...

Wagner Gahr could have chosen to give up like Kom Warner, and then followed the Mountain with his tribe, but he had to try to conquer once... at the cost of his life...

He had already entrusted the tribe to Landon Gahr, and had no worries. He was not yet married, and there was still a mother at home...

*

Wagner slowly approached Red Smoke.

Red Smoke had not eaten or drunk for four days and did not want to move at all.

It waited for an opportunity to kill with one blow.

Suddenly, the rattan shield in Wagner's hand flew out, diagonally, passing over the head of the Red Smoke Beast and landing on the other side.

The Red Smoke Beast turned its head to look.

This was a small trick to divert the Red Smoke Beast's attention.

A very useful little trick.

By the time the Red Smoke Beast felt that a shield flying past and rolling on the ground would not cause it any harm, Wagner had already jumped on the back of the Red Smoke Beast.

The Red Smoke Beast would absolutely not allow anyone to ride on its back, unless you could conquer it...

With an earth-shattering roar, the Red Smoke Beast jumped up as if stepping on a red-hot iron. Wagner firmly grasped the saddle, his legs tightly pressed, his body completely lying on the back of the Red Smoke Beast, tightly clinging to it, as if growing on its back.

Wagner Gahr's horsemanship was superb!

Everyone watched in stunned silence!

The Red Smoke Beast jumped wildly in place, the ground, mud, and stones were kicked up and splashed, but Wagner was always on its back.

A long neigh! The Red Smoke Beast stood up, almost straight. The body of Wagner on its back separated from its back, like a piece of green cloth blown up by the wind. But his hands were still firmly grasping the saddle.

The Red Smoke Beast suddenly fell down, lowered its head, leaned forward, and suddenly flipped its back, almost overturning itself. Wagner could no longer hold on, let go, and the person fell forward.

Bang!

He was thrown to the ground by the Red Smoke Beast and slid along the ground.

The helmet fell off, and the chest armor, shoulder heavy armor, and knee armor rubbed against the ground, creating a trail of sparks.

Half of his face was burning with pain, and the pain disappeared instantly, replaced by numbness in half of his body.

Behind him, Red Smoke roared and chased after him frantically.

Landon Gahr climbed over the rattan shield wall and rushed towards the Red Smoke Beast with his bare hands, shouting: "Father, save him!"

If the recognition of the master fails, everyone is allowed to participate in the rescue.

The father Landon shouted was Gregor Clegane: The Mountain!

The Red Smoke Beast was a 'thoroughly eradicating evil' beast. It was definitely going to kill Wagner, who dared to ride on its back, but it could not tolerate anyone provoking it even more.

Landon Gahr, who suddenly rushed into the arena, shouted at it, which constituted a very serious provocation to it.

The Red Smoke Beast immediately abandoned the pursuit of Wagner, turned around, and rushed towards Landon Gahr.

The rattan shield wall was torn open by the two hundred soldiers of the Gahr tribe, and the warriors rushed out with thorny long poles: Save people!

Suddenly the ground shook, and a person rushed out like a gust of wind, and a big gap was knocked out in the shield wall.

A person with empty hands strode past everyone and stood like a mountain in front of Landon Gahr: 'Beast, get out!'

The roar was like thunder, shaking the whole audience.

A giant raised his fist: Iron Fist!

A real iron fist, a fist wearing a chainmail iron glove.

Beast, get out! — This sentence completely suppressed the roar of the Red Smoke Beast, and the shouts of the audience were scattered. Landon Gahr couldn't even hear his own shouts.

The Red Smoke Beast did not roll, but ran out in an arc, bypassed the giant, ran back to the other side of the arena, pawing the ground with its hooves, staring at the chaotic crowd in the arena and the giant who roared at it.

"Father, thank you!" Landon Gahr's tears came out again, he was very grateful. His cousin Wagner Gahr was protected by the Gahr warriors, and countless shields and thorny long poles guarded him.

Wagner Gahr was saved.

The Gahr warriors carried the chief out of the arena, Wagner had fainted. Half of his face rubbed all the way on the ground, and the ground was covered in blood. It seemed that he had injured the ground quite badly!

The Mountain covered the rear and slowly retreated.

With his roar, Red Smoke dared not attack and bypassed him back to its original place.

The Mountain's Iron Fist left a deep impression on it.

Thousands of soldiers and generals in the audience were shocked, and the people of all tribes watching the excitement were shocked.

Red Smoke was a divine beast, the son of the Blood God.

Order was restored again.

Jane asked Landon Gahr to lead the Gahr warriors to carry Wagner Gahr to Warner Stone Village, and she then went up the mountain to treat Wagner's injuries.

Landon Gahr was very grateful: "Thank you, mother!" He hurriedly sent his cousin to Warner Stone Village.

There were six chiefs left who had not tried.

But everyone lost the courage to try.

Vaguely, they felt that if the Mountain was here, Red Smoke might only be tamed by one person: The Mountain!

The six chiefs looked at Daulty, and Daulty looked at Jane and the Mountain. Jane understood and said, "Chiefs, Lady Daulty, we will now leave the site of this recognition ceremony. After we recruit new soldiers, we will leave Crab Claw Peninsula immediately. Duke, let's go, let the chiefs continue to tame the Red Smoke Beast."

"Okay!" The Mountain ordered, "Captain Erin, Denson, Pollyver, order the Clegane warriors to return to Warner Stone Village."

"Yes, sir!"

Daulty and the chiefs looked at each other, and Daulty said, "Duke, madam, we people of Crab Claw Peninsula will always remember your helping hand. You are our peninsula's [forever family]," Daulty said.

"Yes, [forever family], we are honored to have your trust," Lady Jane said.

Angai, Erin, Pollyver, and Denson didn't care about this kind of false name. Was it because of the Red Smoke Beast? They had lost a knight: Ser Gladden.

*

A few days later, the Mountain's Clegane army led the way, followed by a hundred cavalry and a hundred infantry from the Warner tribe, two hundred cavalry and three hundred infantry from the Gahr tribe, and more than a thousand infantry warriors from other tribes. Everyone marched mightily on the main road of Crab Claw Peninsula.

They had already walked out of the territory of the Warner tribe, passed the steep mountain road of the Foka tribe, and entered the main road where horse-drawn carriages could travel.

Almost no cavalry from other tribes joined the Mountain, indicating that the wealthier families may have received advice from tribal chiefs, hoping that they would be loyal to the tribe rather than go out to be soldiers. Children from poor families chose to be soldiers to make a living, so naturally they had no horses.

After this experience, the Mountain saw that Crab Claw Peninsula was not a monolith. It was mostly the tribal chiefs who imprisoned the tribal people and prevented them from interacting with the outside world. But this situation would not last long. The change came from the very young and ambitious chiefs in the tribe—they were beginning to change, hoping to have the opportunity to leave the barren land and find glory and new territory outside.

Change takes time and will encounter obstacles from thousands of years of accumulated outdated customs, but Chief Wagner Gahr was the first to lead all the warriors of the tribe to leave Crab Claw Peninsula to follow the Mountain, and nearly two thousand people from the dozen or so fishing villages in Gahr Town were also ready to migrate, just waiting for the news from the Mountain, and the entire tribe would migrate to the reef area in the eastern part of Crab Claw Peninsula.

The change in Crab Claw Peninsula was already on the way.

*

A few days ago, the Red Smoke Beast's recognition ceremony ended, and no chief obtained the Red Smoke Beast's recognition. Following the death of Grand Chieftain Raglen Foka by Red Smoke, two more tribal chiefs were killed, two were disabled, and two were seriously injured.

Only the young Kom Warner, who gave up the recognition attempt, escaped unscathed.

The Red Smoke Beast was locked up in the Foka tribe and handed over to the only blood witch on the island, Wizard Daulty, to take care of, waiting for the next island-wide recognition ceremony next month.

Next time, the Red Smoke Beast will be starved for eleven days and deprived of water for eleven days.

*

"Duke, my tribal scouts saw the Red Smoke Beast," the eleven-year-old squire Kom Warner came up from behind and said to the Mountain.

Jane on the carriage waved her hand gently: "It seems that the Red Smoke Beast killed the soldiers guarding it and ran out, but it has nothing to do with us."

"Madam, do you need us to send scouts to notify Lady Daulty? The Foka warriors must be looking for it everywhere."

"No, this is Lady Daulty's own business, we will not interfere."

"Yes, madam!"

*

One day later.

"Father, the Red Smoke Beast is following our team, and it won't leave even if we drive it away," adopted son Landon Gahr rode over to report.

"Tell the Gahr cavalry not to provoke it and be careful not to get hurt," the Mountain said.

"Yes, father. — Aren't you going to take a look?"

“I'm not watching anymore. Chi Yan is a divine beast of the Crab Claw Peninsula. Let's not hurt it, and let's not be hurt by it.”

“Yes, Father.”

*

Three days later, the team arrived at the edge of the Crab Claw Peninsula. Further ahead was the territory of a minor noble under the King's domain. After half a day's ride, they would enter the territory of Storkworth: the lord being the Blackwater River Knight Bolon and his mentally challenged wife, Lolis Storkworth.

The Clegane cavalry leading the way suddenly stopped, forcing the infantry behind them to halt. The Mountain and Lady Jane's carriage in the center of the formation was forced to slow down gradually.

Dungeon rode over on horseback.

“Lord, Madam, the Chi Yan beast is blocking the road ahead, right in the middle. It won't move even if we try to drive it away.”

The Mountain looked at Jane, who said, “Take a detour.”

“Madam, could it be that the Chi Yan beast is here to acknowledge a master? Why don't we take the Chi Yan beast as the Lord's mount?”

“Take a detour!” Jane said with emphasis.

“Yes, Madam!”

The news of the Chi Yan beast's appearance spread, and nearby villagers came in droves, relying on their numbers to watch the Chi Yan beast by the roadside. Everyone discussed it, not understanding why the Chi Yan beast would block the Clegane army's path.

The people were amazed, and many devout individuals worshiped the divine beast. The Chi Yan beast ignored them, not harming anyone, only glaring at these 'self-disturbing' humans.

The team left the main road and took a small path instead.

Lady Jane abandoned the carriage and rode a horse.

Half an hour later, the team stopped again. Dungeon reported again: the Chi Yan beast was blocking the road. The warriors dared not use force against it, and it did not attack the warriors, only blocking the road, not allowing horses to pass.

This time, because it was on a small path, it was very troublesome for everyone to move forward or backward. In the team, the warriors were all amazed, and the nearby villagers came to watch in groups, all discussing it.

The Mountain had no choice but to go up and take a look.

Jane and the generals all followed.

The Mountain rode his horse to the front. On the small path, the Chi Yan beast lay down in the middle of the road, blocking the entire path. The Clegane army's warhorses were frightened by the aura it emitted, all terrified.

Far and near, on the trees on both sides, there were many villagers, men, women, old and young, watching the magical beast and discussing it.

The Mountain arrived and dismounted. The Chi Yan beast stood up, its two blood-red gemstones looking at the Mountain, shining brightly, as if speaking.

“Chi Yan, why are you blocking the road?” The Mountain said.

The Chi Yan beast could not speak. It snorted softly, tapped the ground with one front hoof, and then slowly walked towards the Mountain, its head slightly tilted, just like an innocent and curious simple teenager, with no hostility in its eyes.

The Mountain reached out his hand. The Chi Yan beast walked closer, stuck out its tongue, its tongue scarlet red, its breath carrying an unpleasant dizzying aura – this was caused by it living in the Peach Blossom Mist Swamp. Unicorns are not afraid of poison – in full view of everyone, its tongue lightly licked the Mountain's hand, its eyes gentle.

The surrounding villagers, soldiers, and generals all held their breath.

Everyone knew that the Chi Yan beast might turn the world upside down in the next second, launching a sudden fatal attack, just like it did to Chief Raglen Fuka.

The Mountain did not move.

This gave it even greater courage. It approached the Mountain, gently rubbing its head against the Mountain's arm, and making a soft cry.

“It's acknowledging a master!” Landon Gar exclaimed, “Father, the Chi Yan beast is acknowledging you as its master!”

Young Chieftain Korm Warner and Gar tribe leader Wagner Gar were both surprised and delighted.

The accompanying new recruits flocked up to watch.

In the fields, on the small paths, front, back, left, and right, were crowded with soldiers and villagers.

“Heavens, it's lowered its head, its front legs are kneeling. Is it signaling for Lord Mountain to put a saddle on it?” Wagner Gar said in disbelief.

Dungeon was overjoyed and immediately brought the saddle and handed it to the Mountain.

The Mountain glanced at Jane, and they understood each other. There was no need to pretend anymore. It was time to take this unicorn away.

It was destined by fate that the magical beast would acknowledge a master, there was nothing they could do!

The Mountain put the saddle on the Chi Yan beast. The Chi Yan beast stood up and stuck out its tongue to lick the Mountain's face. Such a murderous monster actually had this affectionate side.

The Mountain quickly reached out to block it, dodging left and right, quite embarrassed.

That guy's breath and saliva were not pleasant at all.

Boom!

The whole place cheered, resounding through the sky, accompanied by the soldiers' laughter.

*

When the Mountain knocked down the Chi Yan beast that night and grabbed it with his bare hands, this guy would only acknowledge one person as its master in its entire life: the Mountain!

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