The Winter of Ice and Fire Is Coming

The captain's sword is a one-handed sword, and the two-handed sword on the horse is not easy to use, mainly because it is not flexible. And the cavalry has a small round shield on the back, which is to defend the arrow when charging.

The captain's one-handed sword fell in Tai Lun's eyes, it was a small toy knife, and it was not as threatening as the original bone spurs of the warriors of the Ashes of the Wolf Forest. .

Tyronn's greatsword dragged behind him, and hit the captain's horse with a punch as he ran.

The horse's head shattered like cheese, as if hitting an invisible copper wall.

The horse and the captain were overturned by the forward inertial force, and the captain was thrown into the air like a scarecrow. The front half of the horse was suppressed by the force and could not make an inch, and the back half suddenly turned over, fast and incomparable.

boom!

The horse turned over and fell. The head of the horse was shattered and blurred, and the limbs were upturned. Tyron had passed by.

The giant's iron glove punches the power, comparable to a copper wall and an iron wall. The horse's head shattered when touched, like a water bag full of flesh and blood.

The giant sword dragged behind the giant was suddenly swung. The cavalry who came to protect the lord could not get close. The giant sword and the giant's arm made the distance beyond the habit of a well-trained cavalry. The distance was still far, suddenly , The cold air hits the body, and the giant sword has come before him.

The galloping horses and soldiers are still rushing forward, but their bodies have been cut in half. When half of the body slipped from the horse's back, the enemy was already far ahead.

After a few slashes, Tyron Ashes cut an unobstructed road among the hundred guards, and Garland Tyrell with a spear was not far in front of him.

More bows and ants approached the center to stop the giant like the black iron monster. Yong Wu Jialan was embraced by more than a dozen generals and quickly retreated. They turned the horse's head, and the cavalry behind them separated from the two sides, revealing an escape route.

In the early morning sun, Wan Qi closed towards the middle, and a giant in the middle wielded a long sword, slashing horizontally and vertically, attacking with an iron fist with his left hand from time to time, punching the horses rushing in the diagonal thrust. In just a few heartbeats, there was a large space around Tairen, and the ground was all stumps.

Garland Tyrell ran wildly on horseback, passing the team of archers and lancers. In front of them were the phalanx of infantry, pikemen, swordsmen and archers. As soon as his heart loosened, he heard the roar of thunder behind him, the noise of horseshoes, and the ground shaking.

"Protect General Garland!" Many centurions and generals yelled.

Behind him, a huge black shadow leaped forward, and the blocker was invincible, and the sword light was like electricity, passing by the cavalry who kept hitting it. However, no matter how many ants, it is impossible to stop the elephant's footsteps.

Garland Tyrell turned around in his busy schedule, and the giant was behind him, getting closer and closer, under the mask of the black iron giant helmet, the eyes in the narrow slits shone like wild beasts, full of murderous intent.

As soon as Garland Tyrell touched that gaze, he knew he had only one battle.

The giant's eyes were very clear. He was here to kill Garland. No matter where Garland went, he had to kill him.

Boom boom boom boom! It was the sound of stumped limbs flying from the air.

Get a horseshoe! It was the sound of the guards and soldiers chasing after death.

Screaming one after another! That was the voice of soldiers hit by the broken limbs.

The shouts are earth-shattering! It was the roaring and roaring of 30,000 people in the inner and outer surroundings, as if they were fighting a thousand troops, but in fact, there was only one enemy!

An unprecedented giant!

A swift, fast, combative, invincible, ruthless giant.

"War! War! War!" Garland yelled, and the horse circled a small arc in front of the infantry phalanx. He reined his horse and swung out his spear to fight Tyron. A dozen generals who followed him were shocked and stepped forward to stop them.

Suddenly, a beam of brilliance shot from the front, like a flame tail of sunlight, bright and unmatched, reflecting the changing sunlight.

This brilliance passed through several intercepting generals, unimpeded all the way, with a sharp and unmatched whistling sound and deafening exclamation, right in the chest of Garland Tyrell.

Garland Tyrell didn't feel any pain, and he flew upside down from his horse into the air.

Tyron Ashes threw the huge sword like a spear. The huge sword cut several people in succession, and finally penetrated Garland Tyrell's chest, splitting Garland into two pieces in midair.

The prestigious and brave Jialan did not even have a chance to stab him, and fell from the air into two blood-stained remains.

call out--!

The giant sword continued to fly in the air, and flew into the uproaring spear infantry phalanx. The infantry phalanx exploded like an ant nest, and the soldiers fled like little ants.

call!

The giant sword was exhausted and fell. The blade cut through several spear soldiers who had been pushed down by their robes, and the screams were short and sharp.

Where the blade passes, the armor, body, and weapons are all divided into two.

Several brave pikemen centurions rushed over, and one reached out to carry the great sword, but could not hold the hilt. The two of them worked together and held the hilt of the sword, but couldn't pull the sword out of the ground. The blade is sharp and shining with the rays of the sun, and the blade is like a large block of ice, emitting an unbearable chill.

The footsteps sounded and the ground shook, like a giant elephant running, several centurions turned their heads, and the giant rushed like a beast, followed by a lancer drawn into a pointed cone. Some archers of the archers shoot at the giant from a distance. The giant is very tall and is the best target.

However, the speed of the giant is too fast, the arrow swishes down behind him, from time to time it hits his fellow robe, and the screams are almost uninterrupted.

The general who rushed to the front raised his spear and slammed the giant's body. With a loud noise, the barrel of the spear broke, and the general's hands burst into blood. The giant flashed and punched, passing the horse beside him. The sound of horse bone fracture sounded very clearly, the war horse sighed, and the general immediately flew into the air like a bullet.

Tyron turned and stood still, facing the thousands of Lancers chasing him, motionless. The rushing lancers stopped their horses one after another, and stopped a few feet away from the giant.

The entire battlefield suddenly fell into a weird silence.

Tyron Ash's body, armor, and iron gloves, without a huge sword, also made it impossible for the thousands of Lancers who were pursuing him to get close, and those who were close to them died.

Lord Garland Tyrell died, the guards who guarded him all died, and more than a dozen generals died. In addition, numerous archers and lancers were killed and wounded.

The terrifying giant sword is stuck in the ground, but no one can pull it out.

The huge sword weighs two hundred jins, and it is not a giant and cannot be swung. He is not a strong man in the human race, if he wants to draw a giant sword that is a little longer than a spear, it is undoubtedly a dream. Among ordinary people, there are very few people with great power. Magic Mountain is one, but he has been burned to death.

Fighting against a natural giant like Tyron, a fierce and fierce god, is a dead end. Compared with Tyron Ashes, Devil Mountain is like a little brother. To kill Devil Mountain, fire is used instead of human battle.

Tyron Ashes turned around and strode towards the giant sword. The centurion and pikemen surrounding the giant sword retreated with a bang.

Thousands of Lancers looked at this ancient giant-like dark iron monster, and no one dared to attack.

The air is full of blood and gore, just like substance.

Shoo!

The archers and archers shot arrows towards Tyron, who was striding forward, clanging, the arrows bounced away, unable to break the armor.

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0988 Chapter 2 Bitter Bridge Surrender

"To kill him!" A blood-stained Lancer general issued an order.

He did not think of using fire, nor did he think of digging a horse pit or leading the giant to the beach. He was as stupid as the brave Garland.

Tyron Ashes, who grew up in the Wolfwood Mountains, can lie in the snow all day and night, just to wait for a pack of wolves.

Stamina is something that Tyronn Ash has had since he was a child, and was born with it. It’s okay to not eat or drink for a few days, or to eat or drink violently.

Tyron Ashes drew out the great sword and easily pulled out the sword flower. The archers and pikemen who were eager to see all stopped.

The only thing Tyron Ashes feared was the shooting of thousands of arrows.

Too many piercing arrows attacked the armor, and he was afraid that eventually the armor would crack.

To make archers and archers afraid to shoot, they rushed into the pikemen.

Lancers have the advantage of speed, but infantry and Tyron Ashes are faster than speed, that is, three-year-olds are better than running sprinters.

Tyron Ashes rushed towards the infantry phalanx without saying a word.

The infantry phalanx was in an uproar, and the first infantry phalanx was like a glass hit by a heavy hammer, which suddenly shattered into particles and scattered in all directions. The huge sword flew horizontally, screams sounded, flesh and blood splashed, and **** on earth. In just a few heartbeats, the first Pikemen phalanx collapsed. Then the second, third, fourth, fifth...

Wherever the giant goes, **** on earth.

The archers looked at each other, and if there was no difference in coverage attack, it would be a bloodier slaughter of infantry.

The Lancers were unable to suppress the advanced soldiers. It was a disaster. Lancers cannot cause damage to giants, but they can trample to death and wound countless infantry.

Oh oh oh!

woo woo woo woo!

Oh oh oh oh!

The horn of retreat was finally sounded.

The first to retreat were light infantry and infantry archers.

They fled frantically along the Avenue of Roses.

Longbows, hard arrows, long swords, short knives and armor were thrown to the ground.

Run wisely to the fields, to the path of the paddy field, which is a place where giants can't chase. The body of a giant is stuck in a paddy field, a dead end.

Defeated like a mountain!

No matter how ambitious and daring generals are not afraid of death, they cannot stop the defeat caused by the retreat horn.

Thousands of Lancers followed Tyron Ashes closely and decided to attack, encircling Tyron Ashes and let the army retreat first. In the melee, more people were trampled to death than those killed by the enemy.

Once tens of thousands of legions are in a melee, as long as one party is defeated, the number of people trampled to death often exceeds the number of soldiers killed. This is true of most battles. The larger the number of battles, once defeated, the number of people who died from trampling is a disaster number.

Tyron Ashes had never had this hearty experience for many years. Thirty thousand soldiers let him kill. Rush to any place, there will be an immediate defeat, and the escaped soldiers are like ants blowing up their nests.

This is a battle that has been recorded in the annals of history, and it is also the beginning of the intentional introduction of the giant bloodline into the human race. However, this attempt ended in failure.

Tyronn was born and cannot be copied!

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In the sky, Will said: "Let's go down!"

On the ground, densely packed soldiers fled, and there was no one in the retreating queue.

There was chaos and panic. Many soldiers would never touch Tyron Ashes at all, but they still left any heavy things and fled quickly.

Fear is contagious, especially in the military.

Once the fighting spirit is defeated, the situation of rout cannot be stopped.

Zheng!

The griffin screamed, and the sound of gold and stone pierced the sky. The entire sky over the Mande River was filled with the sound of Xiao killing, echoing from afar.

Zheng!

The second cry was superimposed on the first, and countless horses fell into panic and began to run wildly, out of their master's control.

Griffin, the natural enemy of horses.

Griffin's favorite food: horses!

Griffons appeared from the sky, flew down, cried constantly, countless cavalry were overturned, and thousands of archers and thousands of lancers were in chaos. All the good wishes of besieging Tyron Ashes vanished.

Without anyone attacking, thousands of cavalry collapsed faster than infantry.

The out-of-control war horses kicked and smashed into each other, and countless cavalrymen were thrown off their horses and hit by horse hooves.

A tragic tragedy was staged on the plain on the south bank of the Kuqiao Bridge.

It seems that the massacre that happened more than two hundred years ago has reappeared.

Griffons flew low in the sky, their horses ran wildly, no matter how good generals and centurions were riding, they couldn't control their horses.

The flames raised their claws and fell, grabbed a galloping horse and threw it out.

The horse knight and the horse were thrown away like a scarecrow and fell into the crowd.

Tyron Ashes gave up hunting down the infantry, and instead slashed the cavalry.

The collapsed cavalry became flesh on the chopping board.

The only regret is that there are too few killers like Tyron and too many enemies.

In this battle, corpses were eventually killed everywhere, and blood flowed into rivers. Thirty thousand Tyrell soldiers lost their helmets and armor, causing numerous casualties, and dozens of miles were filled with armor, swords and flags.

Jialan Tyrell was stationed at the Bitter Bridge, and 30,000 soldiers faced Tyron Ashes alone, defeated!

When Tyron Ash was carrying a great sword, and Will, James, Arya, and two Griffins came to the castle gate on the east bank of the Bitter Bridge, the gate opened, and a thin nobleman in a wheelchair was sitting at the gate. Propelled by the noble girl who dare not look at others, she walked out of the gate.

Will noticed the family crest of the man in the wheelchair: a yellow centaur with a bow on a white background.

"Master Caswell," Will said.

The fief of the Caswell family is the Kuqiao-the land on both sides of the Kuqiao is the territory of the Caswell family. This battle was launched on the territory of Earl of Castleway!

"Prime Minister, please forgive me for not being able to get up and kneel."

"What about your family?"

"These are my two daughters, please forgive the Prime Minister for our sins. The Castleway family has been loyal to the Prime Minister and His Majesty Shireen, and will never betray." The soldiers, maids, madams, master craftsmen all knelt on one knee and bowed their heads.

Will knew why Caswell was in a wheelchair.

Llorente Caswell’s father has four daughters and one son. Llorente has been so arrogant since he was a child, he can't stand the slightest resistance in the castle, and other attendants dare not touch one of his hairs. He grew weak and couldn't help but became a knight after his father's doting.

There is a weapon master in the castle of the Lorent family. The weapon master has a son named Raleigh Duckfield.

Raleigh was given a long sword carefully crafted by his father on the naming day at the age of 16, but was snatched by the Earl’s son Llorente and told Raleigh that his hand was not equipped to carry a sword, only the iron of a blacksmith. hammer.

These humiliating words caused very serious consequences!

Raleigh went home and took a hammer and broke Llorente's two arms, half of his ribs, and two legs. Then he fled to the other side of the narrow sea to avoid the pursuit of the old Baron Castleway.

This Raleigh Duckfield joined the Golden Knights on the other side of the narrow sea and was seen by Jon Clinton, who was also serving in the Golden Knights at the time, and joined the conspiracy restoration team of the fake Aegon Targaryen VI. in.

The fake Aegon Targaryen is now being held by Will and Daenerys in the underground black cell of Pantos City, while Raleigh Duckfield has turned his allegiance to Daenerys Targaryen. He has Everyone knows the nickname: Duck!

Will said, "Master Caswell, since you are sincerely loyal to me, you can send someone to let the nobles nearby come to surrender. Since it is surrender, I need all your army, food, household registration, small population, and Please give me the documents and laws of the castle territory first."

"Yes, Lord Will!" Count Castleway was humble and respectful.