The Winter of Ice and Fire Is Coming

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"Back!" Stannis shouted.

The black armour surrounding Robert Strong retreated immediately.

Robert Strong strode and pursued, reaching out and grabbing the lagging Black Armored soldier. He slammed it and slapped it on the wall. The soldier didn't even hum, like a puddle of mud falling, his helmet It hit the wall for a while, sunken inward, and squeezed his head.

Robert Strong pursued and kicked with his right leg. A soldier was kicked. The parabola flew high and fell into the fire in front of Melisandre, without screaming or struggling. That kick had already kicked the soldier to death. The bones and armor shattered together, piercing the internal organs.

"Robert Strong, stop!" Cersei shouted.

Robert Strong raised his head to look at Cersei on the city wall, swished twice, and two crossbow arrows screamed, hitting Robert's mask. Dangdang twice, a few sparks, the short arrow fell.

The mask is equally thick, and the breathing and observation lines left are very thin, and the arrow can't get in at all.

Robert Strong's long sword swept away the three black armoured soldiers at the end into two sections, as if a sharp lancet cut three tender sprouts in the middle, and the upper bodies of the three were already flying. Black blood spattered, and the legs and the lower body were still rushing forward.

On the city wall, under the city wall, many people had stomach cramps, and there were countless ants crawling on the spine, like a poisonous bee stinging on the temple.

Robert Strong really obeyed the command, stopped, his sword returned to its sheath, and strode towards the city wall ladder.

The little finger, who had been leaning against the city wall with a narrow smile on his lips, said: "Master Ed, Robert Strong is coming up, maybe we are all going to die."

"Cersei will die before us." Ed Stark said lightly.

"Master Ed, what I promised you, the gods have witnessed, and they have not broken their promises. Someone has eyes and is always observing; somebody has ears and is always listening; somebody's head is still on the head and always thinking Many things. Lord Ed, I want to ask you one thing, if you promise, someone is willing to go to the Great Wall with you. And, in the Game of Thrones, I am on your side. What do you think?"

To the Great Wall?

Varys' eyes flickered.

Tyrion's eyes were suspicious.

"What you want is in the Great Wall." Ed Stark said.

The conversation between these two men is getting more and more strange.

"Then you promised me?"

"Yes! You are the first person to believe me 70%."

"Good, deal." Littlefinger smiled.

Robert Stacey walked up the wall, and under the wall, Stannis told Melisandre to put down Toman. Melisandre handed Toman to Davos behind her, and the red pupils stared at Davos's eyes: "My lord, if I dedicate Toman to the King of Light, will you kill me behind?"

"I will stop you." Davos held the child in his left hand, and squeezed the hilt in his right hand.

"Do you want to stop me, or want to kill me? Davos, the night is long and sinister, you should be careful."

Davos was breathing quickly, and the blue veins on his neck were like jumping when Stannis was excited. He really wanted to cut Melisandre with his hand. When the woman lifted the child, his sword was half drawn. As for whether he would pierce it, he knew he would, but he actually wanted to stop her. When shot.

Melisandre did not immediately throw Toman into the fire, maybe she was deliberately intimidating Cersei. Davos knows how to play certain games, but...

Regardless of his objections, Stannis brought Melisandre to King's Landing with her, in order to use her power to deal with Robert Strong's power.

According to Stannis, Melisandre saw Robert Strong from the fire warning. Robert Strong can't kill with ordinary swords, he is not really a living person. The sword pierced his body and had no effect on his actions. But Melisandre's flames could burn him to ashes.

It's just that, how cruel is such a beautiful woman to burn a child to death with a sweet smile?

"I believe in the Seven Gods!" Davos said dullly. His eyes glanced at Stannis like a thief, and Stannis stared at him like an eagle.

"My Son of Light, Cersei surrendered and gave up. You are now the noble King of the Seven Kingdoms." Melisandre knelt on one knee facing Stannis, "Wish you all get back the Iron Throne, Your Majesty Stannis Long live Long live Long live."

With a bang, the black armor knelt in front of Stannis.

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The city wall.

Robert Strong walked to Cersei.

Ed Stark smiled rare: "Cersei, did Robert Strong come to kill me or is it because he habitually wants to stand behind you?"

"It's an instinctive habit for him to stand behind me," Cersei said coldly.

Little finger smiled and pulled out a small sword from his waist. The small sword tapped on the red boulder of the city wall with a ding sound.

Robert Strong stopped immediately, turned around, faced his little finger, and lowered his head slightly, as if he were his servant.

This kind of respect, Robert Strong never faced Cersei.

Everyone has only seen Robert Strong so respectful in front of Cobain. In front of Cobain, he behaves like Cobain's son.

Tyrion was taken aback, and quickly backed away, hiding behind the eight red capes. Cersei also paled instantly.

With a panic on his face, Varys shrank back, as if trying to squeeze himself into the stone of the city wall.

This is so weird, Littlefinger can order Robert Strong, and it seems to be above Cersei.

Littlefinger smiled and said: "Little devil, I pointed you to Cobain to find him, and I recommended him to you. Cobain is close to me, but surpasses you and Cersei. It was created by Robert Strong. , I’m the first person to learn to control Robert Strong. Tsk tsk tsk, it’s a pity that Stannis’s Black Armored Warriors, but, in order to cooperate with Lord Ed’s game, let Cersei and you have no doubts It’s also worthwhile for Stannis to sacrifice a few soldiers for the Iron Throne."

The little finger’s short sword tapped on the huge rock again, ding—

Robert Strong faced Littlefinger more respectfully.

"Robert Strong, kill the red cloak. They are all our enemies."

Robert Strong immediately turned around, slowly withdrew the great sword, and the eight red cloaks were shocked and fled immediately. These eight red cloaks are all Western Knights, the most loyal lackeys of the Taiwen family.

"No!" Cersei shouted, but her voice circulated in her throat. Ed Stark's tone blew into her ear: "Don't say anything, dear Cersei!" His usual mature and steady tone suddenly became frivolous, as if he had changed.

Ed's big hand squeezed her mouth like iron tongs.

Robert Strong's greatsword was out of its sheath, Tyrion was frightened, and just turned around, he was knocked down by his own knight. He hadn't gotten up yet, and there was a huge shock around him, and a huge copper metal foot stepped on it. Coming down, just above his head, he was so frightened that he almost fainted. If this foot is a few inches behind, there will be half of his big head left.

There is no screaming, the giant sword is too long, the speed is too fast, the blade is too sharp, the strength is too great, the eight red cloaks are so close to Robert Strong...The sound of the puff and puff cutting the body is toothsome Sour intestines knotted and stomach tightened... The only scream was that a red cloak fell from the wall in fear...

clatter!

A puddle of hot stuff fell on Tyrion's face, not knowing whether it was the large intestine or some organ, and the hot blood and stench rushed into his big nostril.

"Robert Strong, take down the little devil." The voice of Littlefinger's smile seemed to come from hell.

Tyrion was so frightened that his whole body was soft, and the feeling of a crab pinching in his stomach came back in an instant. His internal organs hurt and his body cramped. He shouted no, but his voice was far away and illusory. Suddenly his body lightened, like clouds and mist. Rise from the ground...