The Winter of Ice and Fire Is Coming

"Take him!" Jon shouted.

The hound didn't pull his sword: "Master Xue Nuo, do you dare to sign with me yourself?" His'Master Xue Nuo' was full of sarcasm.

"I will, but not now." Jon said, pointing his hand forward, and Tyron strode forward, his long claws slashing towards the hound.

The hound did not dare to neglect, the big man held the Valyrian steel sword in his hand. His power is still above the magic mountain Gregor. The hound hurriedly rolled on the spot, avoiding Tyron's slash, and when he got up, the long sword from his waist had been drawn.

Ygritte watched with interest the crows fighting by themselves.

Whether it's a hound or a big man, whoever is injured and loses Ygritte is happy.

Hope is that both sides will lose, and it is best to die together.

The big man Tyron and the hound are the crows that killed the most freedmen soldiers.

Ygritte didn't like them.

But what she found most interesting was this little white face Jon Snow.

The little officer's stubbornness and persistence made Ygritte stare at Jon intently.

"Dog, drop the sword, I won't kill you." Tyron Ashes said.

"I'm not afraid of you going together." The Hound said, "Master Xue Nuo, too." The Hound has always been known for being tough. To make him succumb to his mouth, absolutely cannot.

Robert Royce tweeted: "Hound, I will take care of you, Sir Tyron, can you give me the opportunity?"

Robert refused to fight the hounds with Tyron, he felt it was not honorable.

Da Jili's crossbow was not fired at the hound!

Jon said, "Sir Tyron, knock him down and tie it up. We can't waste the time on the road with the dog."

"Yes, Snow!" Tyronn said.

When he moved, the speed was immediately twice as fast as the one just now.

The Hound was the one who just made great military merits, and Tyron did not use a killer against him.

The hound shouted: "Good come, big man." The long sword in his hand pierced Tyron's wrist, also very fast.

Ygritte was taken aback. She hadn't fought a hunting dog. She was stunned by Tyron and captured alive. Her swordsmanship is so fast that she has only seen it. Among their savage army, few swordsmen are so fast.

Jon and the others were also taken aback. The swordsmanship of the hound was really amazing.

The hunting dog practiced Silio Friel's swordsmanship of the dance of water and integrated his own swordsmanship. It has the power of an epee and the lightness of the dance of water. The two are one, and they can be fast or slow. , Can be light and heavy, take out the sword and retract the sword, like an arm making a finger, advance and retreat as you like.

In an instant, Tyron Ashes was surrounded by sword light, and the hounds started a battle around Tyron Ashes.

Robert Royce clenched the long sword tightly, but he was frustrated. With his swordsmanship, he fought alone, not a hound's opponent. Robber also worked hard in swordsmanship, and swordsmanship barely met opponents among the younger generation. He was very conceited, but he was shocked by the swordsmanship of hounds.

Tyron Ashes is not only unmatched in strength, but also unmatched in his long claws. His speed is not what a giant should have. He has faster agility than the Shadow Lynx.

In an instant, the two people came and went in the snow, tumbling, kicking up countless snow powder, and fighting each other.

The hound's ordinary sword also clanked with the long claws?

It turns out that Tyronn is not a reckless man, knowing that the hound is a titan and is not guilty of death, so he refuses to hurt him. He only uses the spine of the sword to confront the enemy. He must use the sword to fight the enemy. He has already cut off the hound's long sword, and then The hound split in half. Tyron swings a long claw with one hand, and the attack range is one and a half times that of the hunting dog. It is difficult for the hunting dog to get close to him.

Rao was Tyrann's reluctance to kill, and he didn't use his full strength, and the hound's arms were gradually unable to lift up.

Every time he blocked, the power from the sword made his arm sore that he could hardly hold the long sword.

A giant like a big man who moves so fast, his swordsmanship looks very clumsy. He must have discovered all his fighting skills in the Wolfwood Mountains. Although there is no rules and rules of swordsmanship, it is not good-looking or elegant, but Very practical, coupled with his strength advantage and hand master advantage, more defense and less offense, easily blocked the Hound's proud self-made sword skills.

When the sword light whizzed and went, the long sword in the hound's hand was knocked off, his sore arms could hardly be lifted, even half of his body was paralyzed, and the long sword was sheathed. At that time, the hound swayed and finally fell to the ground, panting.

His swordsmanship is superior to Tyron, but his strength, attack range, and height are all at a disadvantage. At the same speed, the subtle advantages of hunting dog swordsmanship are invisible.

Jon threw out a rope, and Tyron Ashes tilted his head to look at Robert Royce. Robert Royce jumped off his horse reluctantly, tied the gasping hound to a sturdy one, then lifted the grown up hound and threw it on the back of Tyron's horse.

Tyronn’s horse was not used to ride, this time the packhound happened to be.

"How many accomplices do you have?" Jon asked the hound who kept cursing Tyron on horseback.

"Two!" the hound tweeted.

"where is it?"

"In the cave ahead, little bastard!" The hound called back Jon as a little bastard.

He is a vulgar man with no morals and doesn't mind being a dog. (On this point, there is a special book in the public edition chapter)

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Not far in front, there really is a tall cave with two horses tied to the entrance of the cave, eating grass. A raging fire was burning in the cave, but there was no one.

"Where is your partner?" Jon asked the Hound with a cold face.

Yegri looked at Jon with a peculiar look, and he couldn't believe Jon's dullness in this respect: "Jon Snow, his partner refers to these two horses."

When the hound heard it, he laughed: "Master Xue Nuo, you are worse than a wild woman outside the Great Wall, haha, hahaha!"

Jon's face was slightly cramped, which failed to escape Ygritte's keen gaze.

Jon Snow is a teenager who will be sixteen in a few days.

Darjeel is as cold as ice: "Jon, we don't have any extra staff to **** the hound home."

"Another girl smarter than a little bastard." Hound dog smiled.

Jon did feel embarrassed. It was impossible to kill the hounds; it was impossible for the hounds to order him to go back; to tie him on the road, someone had to take care of him; to **** him back, there was no more manpower.

Jon lifted the hound from Tyron's horse and threw it on the snow.

"I can let you join us, but when I return, I will report your situation to Lord Will. You violated the military order, and you cannot escape the punishment of the legion."

"Then quickly untie Laozi." The Hound shouted.

"On your way, you have to listen to my orders. We are the messengers of the Great Wall Legion, not a mob."

"What if I don't listen?"

"I will let you go, but I will never let you go with us."

"Well, I listen to you, as long as you let Lao Tzu join in, haha, hahaha." The hunting dog laughed.

Ygritte noticed that a hint of helpless anger flashed in the white-faced boy's eyes.