The Winter of Ice and Fire Is Coming

Big Jon and Robb fight like an adult beating a child.

With a punch, Big Jon secretly gained half of his strength.

Robb is Stark after all.

It is enough to knock him down. It is absolutely impossible to beat him up.

Before fighting with the enemy, hurt your own coach first. This is a matter for loved ones to hurt their enemies.

Great Jon was fiercely evil, but he could tell the seriousness of the matter.

Ding!

The dagger cut across Da Jon's left arm, leaving shocking scratches on his armor, but it hadn't hurt his flesh.

But Big Jon's punch was empty.

Robb just flashed lightly and got to the left of Great Jon.

Big Jon swept across his left arm.

Robb passed under his left ribs and pushed on his left shoulder.

Da Jon was staggered, and he almost turned half a circle, he was almost taken down by his own power. When he stood firm, Robb's dagger struck his neck.

Everyone was shocked.

Big Jon's four guards immediately snatched it out, and the four swords were unsheathed together.

Robb had already stepped away.

The neck was cold, Da Jon's heart tightened, and he reached out a hand to touch his neck in doubt. There was no blood or pain.

Robb used the back of a dagger.

"Get down and don't come up again." Big Jon roared, "Who told you to draw your sword, get out!"

The four family guards looked ashamed and stepped back together.

Robb put the dagger back in his waist, glanced at Big Jon coldly, and walked back to the chair. Big Jon's face turned blue and white, he suddenly rushed up from behind, wrapped his hands around, like a giant predator, trying to pick Robb up and throw him to the ground.

Robb stopped abruptly, stabs his backhand with a sword gleaming, and pointed directly at Da Jon's face.

Big Jon didn't wear a helmet, so naturally there was no mask to protect his face.

If he continued to charge forward, he would hit Robb's sword.

Everyone was a flower in front of them. They didn't understand Robb's drawing of the sword or his shot. They saw Da Jon hit a sword by himself.

Big Jon stopped abruptly.

Robb turned sideways to the enemy, with his other hand behind his back, holding his chest and holding his back, gracefully stretched like a big Peng.

"Draw the sword!" Robb said.

choke!

Big Jon drew a terrifying two-handed giant sword, he was awe-inspiring, as if he were a giant.

"Get out of the sword!" Robb said lightly.

Da Jon held the sword in both hands and slashed at Robb with a sharp sword.

Robb lowered his head to avoid him. He was like a butterfly, and he reached the side of Great Jon. Before Great Jon's sword was retracted, the long sword flashed coldly and pierced Great Jon's wrist.

Ding!

The sword in Da Jon's wrist, the blade pierced the armor, and the tip of the sword could pierce the skin of Da Jon's wrist.

If it is a narrow sword, the tip of the sword can bite deeper.

Big Jon was furious, and his two-handed giant sword swept back with a roar.

The giant sword is unmatched, Robb can only get out of the way.

He was not strong enough to head-to-head with Big Jon's two-handed giant sword.

The giant sword was opened, and no one was allowed within six feet.

If Great Jon used the sword with one hand, the range would be wider.

Gregor Clegane is a one-handed giant sword, whose attack range is twice that of ordinary people.

Holding the sword with both hands, the attack range is much smaller, and the advantage is that it is stronger.

In the voice of everyone's reminder, Robb didn't retreat but instead, he slammed the long sword in his hand, hitting Da Jon's wrist again.

This time was full of strength, the two sides moved towards each other, the sword tip pierced the armour of the wrist, pierced into the wrist of Great Jon, and bit the bone.

Big Jon's two-handed giant sword suddenly suffocated and almost fell to the ground.

Robb succeeded in a blow, dodged and retreated. After Da Jon was taken aback, regardless of his injury, he rushed forward, hurt the killer, and slashed Robb.

As everyone was stunned, Robb flashed by the side of Big Jon like a bee, as light as a cat, without the cruelty of sword fighting, but made people have the illusion of appreciating the graceful dance.

The body law is like moving clouds, sword light is like flowing water.

Da Jon slashed through the air with a sword, and the Robb had already arrived behind him, and the long sword stab again, a very simple stab technique, everyone who uses a sword can do this.

It's just that everyone doesn't have Robb's speed and accuracy.

Robb's sword stabs and dodges, twice as fast as Big Jon. Every time he waited for Big Jon to move first, and he sent the first to come first, restricting Big Jon everywhere.

Da Jon's wide open and close sword skills are suitable for charging on the battlefield, cutting a **** road in the crowd, and encountering Robb's light and elegant swordsmanship and incomparable posture, he looks like a clumsy, silly big man.

Da Jon, who was not protected by the neck armor, felt a sudden tingling in the back of his neck, and immediately did not dare to move again.

Although he was ordered to draw his sword against the lord, although it was a private sword fight between two people, there was nothing to say that he was inferior to the man who was killed by Robb.

There is such an unwritten rule in the knight's rules: draw the sword to the lord who is loyal to him, death penalty! ——Although drawing the sword by the lord’s order is another matter.

*

Robb put away his sword and said, "Sir Amber, when the military meeting is over, I want you to stay and I have something to ask you."

"Yes, my lord!" Da Jon turned back and said respectfully.

He is a straightforward person. Robb spared him twice and he knew it well.

His strength is too far from Robb's swordsmanship, this is a swordsmanship he has never seen before. Big Jon looked at Will. The swordsmanship of the Stark family was a combination of fighting skills. Such light and agile swordsmanship was not the swordsmanship of the Stark family.

Will has a well-deserved reputation.

Da Jon sat down with his sword, the color of arrogance on his face faded a lot, and the four family guards beside him immediately stood behind him, all their eyes looking at Robb changed.

*

Lord Glover from Deep Forest, Lord Mormon from Bear Island, Lord Kastark from Cahor City, etc. came one after another. A dozen lords, large and small, all arrived, and in the end there was only one from Terror Fort. Lord Luce Bolton.

"Harris, go and remind Count Luce Bolton." Robb said. His face was calm, and no one could see whether he was angry at Luce Bolton.

"I'll call!" Da Jon stood up and said, "If he is slow, I will tie him up and bring him over."

"Earl Amber, the meeting hasn't started yet, I'm just right." Luce Bolton appeared at the door of the tent, followed by several family guards.

"Since everyone is here, then have a meeting." Will said with a smile. "If you like to eat fruit, casual; if you like drinking, casual. Relax, don't be too serious. Hey, after today's meeting is over , We won’t meet again until we meet Tyrell."

"We haven't joined forces with the army of Hejiandi, Gudi, West, and the king. It is meaningless to hold a military meeting, unless Lord Will has some amazing military plans." Luce Bolton said softly. He took out a white silk scarf from his arms, picked up an apple, carefully wiped the apple twice with the silk scarf, and then took a small bite.

"Bah!" Daisy Mormont's mother, Maggie Mormont, sipped hard in the direction where Luce Bolton was sitting.

She finds Ruth Bolton's pretentiousness too disgusting.