The Winter of Ice and Fire Is Coming

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With a shout, the number of horses rushed out, and the order passed, the Dothraki cavalry began to turn and back.

The expressions of the governors on the city wall began to ease. Some lightly wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads, and some of the governors let out a long sigh, smiling back to their chubby faces.

As a result, a series of orders passed, and the rolling stone and kerosene stopped moving.

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"Hey!" With this very frivolous voice, the tip of an Arrak's scimitar pierced Dick Weishui's shoulder, making a harsh metal scratch on the bronze armor, "Eunuch, roll aside go with."

Dick Weishui turned his head and saw a young face, his eyes were very cold, his mouth was smiling, and his expression was cool, but Dick Weishui saw the cruelty under his smile.

This guy was speaking in lingua franca, with his wrist raised lightly, and the tip of the knife swept over Dick Weishui's face like a willow leaf, seemingly trying to leave a mark on Dick Weishui's face.

Yarak's Scimitar is a weapon that is half sword and half sickle, with a long blade as sharp as a razor.

The opponent's movements were too fast, as fast as the wind, Dick had no time to draw his sword, no time to make it, his head fierce and then tilted, Arak's scimitar passed in front of him like a white light.

The scimitar master laughed loudly, and when his wrist turned, the sharp scimitar slammed into Dick Weishui's neck as fast as thunder.

The scabbard of the Golden Blood Sword shook, the sword was withdrawn, and with a loud bang, Dick blocked the dangerous blow a few inches from his neck.

Dick Weishui shook his body on the horse's back and almost fell off the horse.

"Korso." Drogo Kao turned around and shouted.

Koso laughed: "The blood of my blood." He smiled, "This spiked helmet does not move slowly." Koso put away the scimitar, "I'll come to you to play with you later." His legs touched. Clip, followed behind Zogo Kao.

Dick Weishui did not put the sword in its sheath, and another Arak scimitar tapped his shoulder lightly, making two dings, "Retreat, stay away from my blood!" A horse from Dick Wei Shui passed by, and the rider was short and bald, with deep wrinkles on his forehead, obvious crow's feet in the corners of his eyes, hooked nose, and mouth full of broken teeth.

Dick gave way.

Another Arak machete knocked on Dick Weishui’s back. When it sounded, Dick Weishui rode far away. A huge cavalry with closed lips and silent eyes passed by. The focus was not on Dick Weishui, as if he did not exist at all.

Headed by these three people, the finished font supports Drogo Kao.

Jory Mormon and the other Unsullied Warrior were also squeezed away by the Dothraki and ordered them to give way.

More than twenty cavalry clans embraced Zogo Kao and walked onto the suspension bridge.

Jora Mormon smiled at Dick Weishui: "Dick, the three people around Zogo are his blood ally guards. With them, you can’t allow other people’s guards to walk beside Zogo, don’t you Mind."

"Blood League Guard!" Dick Weishui said.

"Yes, the blood guard who attacked you is called Ke Suo, with first-rate swordsmanship and countless murders."

"He is really cruel, and his knife skills are also very good."

"The second elder blood guard is called Kohoro, who rescued Zogo from the mercenary when he was a child."

"Oh."

"The third corpse guard with a huge body and taciturn is called Hargo. He is so powerful that he can take people away from him with a single blow. You'd better stay away from him."

Dick Weishui smiled slightly: "Three blood alliance guards, one young and cruel, bloodthirsty swordsmanship, an old man with experience and kindness, and a Hargo force to win, very good blood alliance guard!"

Jora Mormon nodded: "Let's go."

The three clapped their horses to keep up.

The Blood Alliance Guard is Kao's personal guard, and his closest brother and partner. They are always around Kao, sharing everything about Kao. Some tribes of Kao even share the customs of Kao’s wife. In short, what Cao eats and owns, his three blood ally guards have the same thing.

The only thing that the Blood League guards will not share is Kao's horse.

Horses are the most important thing for Dothraki people, and men who can't ride horses are not worthy of being called men.

"Will the blood guard share Zogo Kao's wife?" Dick Weishui asked Jora Mormon, speaking in the common language of Westeros.

Qiaora glanced at Dick, and said lightly: "Zogo will not take his wife out to share with the Blood League Guard, he is different from other Kao. He is the strongest Kao in Dothraki, invincible. ."

"Invincible?"

"Yes, have you seen Zhuo Ge's long hair and bells? That is a testimony of invincibility. For every enemy he killed, the bells from the braids will be untied and tied to Zhuo Ge's long hair."

"Zo Ge is dead, his blood ally guards will be buried."

"Yes. The Blood Guards and their Kao call each other "Blood of My Blood." As long as Kao dies, according to ancient traditions, the Blood Guards also die. If Kao is killed by an enemy, the Blood Guards will first Revenge for Cao, and then send Cao’s wife, Kalixi, to Vis Dothrack to join Doxikalin, and then follow Cao to death."

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Zogo Cao followed Illyrio with more than twenty of his guards.

No matter how many people are together, it seems that all the glory is concentrated on Zogo Kao. He is the lion among the sheep and the white crane among the chickens.

Illyrio’s golden satin, his beard dyed rich gold, his fingers are full of jewels, and his ten fingers are full. He is also very fat and heavier, but riding a horse next to Zogo Kao is like Clowns are generally insignificant and have no luster.

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Illyrio and Zogo Cao slowly entered the city.

Dick Weishui, Jora Mormon, and an unsullied warrior were rejected by the people of Zogo Kao at the end of the team.

Dozens of governors have come down from the city wall, and welcomed Drogo Kao and his party on the city gate street. They were covered in gold, silver and jewels, all with big bellies and smiles on their faces.

Behind him, the suspension bridge has been pulled up, and the city gate has been lowered.

Although Drogo Kao is brave and the guards around him are also full of murderous aura, but only more than 20 people entered the city, and all the governors are very relaxed. Their guards and the city garrison were all standing a little far away, still waiting for the Dothraki people, showing their military might, so as not to be despised by the militant Dothraki people.

Zogo Kao rode on a horse, pointed to the row of stone tower palaces to the south, and said to the governors in front of him: "I want that row of stone tower palaces."

The governors headed by Binxu all became stiff. Governor Binxu apologized and said: "Zogo Cao, that is the palace of our Prince Pantos, and it is also a temple. Except for the nine stone tower palaces, Pan Any stone tower, mansion, fortress in Toss, you are..."

Suddenly the sound of horses' hoofs, the horse flew out, the speed was extremely fast, the knife light flashed, and half of Governor Binxu's face was split, and his entire face seemed to be exploded from inside...

When people reacted, Governor Binxu had fallen in a pool of blood, and Corso had returned to Cao's side. There was a faint red line on the edge of the blade on the scimitar...

"I want the stone tower palace." Zhuo Ge said again.

"No!" The fat governor with a straight beard shouted sharply: "Where are the guards? The garrison, the battle queue."

Snapped!

A long whip flew out, like a black viper, who swished around the fat governor’s neck. The whip pulled the huge governor out of the crowd and rammed in front of Zogo Cao’s horse, Corso Bend The knife revolved, and with a puff, it cut into the fat Governor's neck, almost slashing the entire head up, only a little flesh and tendon still connected. In the splash of blood, both the corpse and Corso, who leaned over and slashed on the horse, were covered in blood.

"Battle queue--!" The captain of the Unsullied Private Guard with two spikes on the bronze helmet issued an order...

The elder blood alliance guard Kehoro shot an arrow, hitting the high officer's heart, the long arrow pierced through the armor, and hit the officer's heart... he stuck his charge command in his throat.

"There are too many governors in this city. It is enough to have one who can collect money to run the city for me." Drogo Cao said lightly.

Three blood guards rushed out immediately, three Arak scimitars spun like the wind and rushed into the crowd of governors. Corso rushed up first. The sharp Arak scimitar slashed at a governor with the first cut. Between his eyes...

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Dick Weishui remained motionless, watching with cold eyes. The private guards charged in a battle line and collided with more than twenty Dothraki cavalry, the most elite of Drogo Kaor. The sword cut into the flesh and blood. The human stomach is churning, but the city garrison is lined up, but it doesn't move...