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"I surrender!"

Looking at the incomparable indifference in the eyes of the marksman Morgan in front of him, it was as if looking at himself was like looking at a corpse.

The originally very angry middle-aged mercenary Black woke up almost instantly.

He shouted quickly.

He can clearly feel that if he does not admit defeat, the other party may really kill him.

The voice fell.

I can't take care of the pain that comes from everywhere in my body.

Black stared at the powerful and indifferent Morgan in front of him at this time, and he didn't even dare to breathe loudly, for fear of annoying the other party.

Looking at the middle-aged mercenary who reacted very quickly at his feet.

Morgan just grinned and showed a sneer, and then retracted the elven sword that was on the neck of the middle-aged mercenary and inserted it back into the scabbard around his waist.

"call..."

Watching marksman Morgan walk away slowly, he felt the crisis gradually disappear.

The middle-aged mercenary Black finally let out a long sigh.

With this relaxation, Blake immediately felt the clear pain coming from all over his body.

Make him miserable.

"damn it..."

Gritted his teeth and murmured.

Black then slowly got up.

Looking at the middle-aged mercenary who was slowly getting up, the crowd around the training ground also reacted at this moment.

how long?

How long did it take that sharpshooter Morgan to defeat the menacing, superb swordsmanship middle-aged mercenary in the previous two consecutive victories?

At this moment, almost the vast majority of people on the training ground could not help but think of this question.

"Damn it, Black was defeated like this?"

"Am I dazzled?"

"No, you have no dizziness, Blake lost, there is no way to fight back..."

"This marksman Morgan is really powerful. Where did this guy come from?"

"Why have you never heard of this name before?"

"There are so many things you haven't heard..."

"Blake this trash!"

"He has lost now, can he still get the money he promised us?"

"Hey, your kid is really good. Black failed to become a few swordsman teachers of the Stark family as he wished, and cannot join Winterfell. Do you think he will give you money?"

"I don't care about those, he promised to give money, I promised to accompany him in acting..."

"Luke, you and Black are in the same group, what do you say now?"

"Huh, how do I know that Black owes me more than you guys..."

"What's the hurry? I'll know when Black comes over..."

"..."

The match was divided.

The mercenaries talked a lot.

Next to the training ground.

Several children of the Stark family were also talking about it.

"It's really surprising that Morgan defeated the middle-aged mercenary..."

"You said, can Morgan beat the old coach?"

Rickon Stark looked at the tall figure on the training ground, retracted his gaze and looked at the two brothers beside him and couldn't help but ask.

"do not know."

Brandon Stark shook his head.

Although his father asked him to follow the swordsman selection together, he wanted to increase his knowledge.

But at the age of his teenage years, he can understand how much he can read.

"That Morgan is very strong..."

Hearing Rickon Stark's words, Jon Snow turned his gaze back to the two younger brothers beside him, and continued: "But the old coach is also very strong."

"As for who is better, I will know after a trial..."

Jon Snow said.

Just seeing how easily Morgan defeated the middle-aged mercenary, he knew that the sharpshooter Morgan in front of him was stronger than he had imagined.

The strength of the old coach who taught them from childhood to adulthood.

Jon Snow certainly knew it.

The strength of the old coach is equal to that of the middle-aged mercenary, maybe even stronger, but it is also limited.

If it was against Morgan, the sharpshooter, it would definitely not be enough.

He just couldn't even see the specific swordsmanship of that Morgan.

Because the opponent's match ended too quickly.

He just saw the middle-aged mercenary company cut the Morgan with a few swords and then quickly retreated.

When fighting together again.

That Morgan just waved his sword, and the middle-aged mercenary was easily knocked out.

Then, the battle is over.

Not only the archery has reached the level of superb marksman.

Even melee swordsmanship is so powerful.

"Where did this Morgan come from?"

Jon Xue Nuo squinted his eyes and couldn't help thinking of the figure in the training ground.

This is also the doubt in the hearts of most people at the scene.

"Congratulations, Morgan..."

By the training ground, Robb Stark walked towards Morgan with a smile.

Although this is the best result.

However, Morgan's strength really exceeded Robb Stark's expectations.

He originally thought that this Morgan swordsmanship was at best equal to that middle-aged mercenary.

However, the fact is beyond everyone's expectations...

"Next, you will be our Winterfell Swordsman..."

Robb Stark said with a smile and stepped forward.

Morgan nodded slightly to the eldest son of the duke, and then smiled: "It's my honor."

Feeling that this Morgan is not only strong, handsome, but also very decent, Robb Stark smiled and turned to look at the training ground and shouted: "Bran, Rickon, come here... "

"Let's go over and meet the swordsman who will teach you next."

Jon Snow said and brought the two younger brothers to the training ground.

On the side of the training ground.

Theon Greyjoy, the adopted son of Duke Stark, had already walked in front of the mercenaries.

"Take them out..."

Theon looked at the soldiers on the side and said, "Don't let them run around."

"Yes."

Several soldiers immediately nodded forward.

The mercenaries heard the contempt in the words of the young Stark member, but no one dared to say much.

He could only be obediently led by the soldiers to the direction of the inner castle gate.

On the training ground.

Robb Stark is introducing Morgan to his brothers.

"Brandon Stark, the teacher can call me Bran."

The handsome Brandon Stark looked at the tall man in front of him and said.

"I'm Riken Stark, and the teacher would just call me Riken."

The younger and shorter Riken Stark looked at Morgan in front of him with a little excitement in his eyes.

This new swordsman teacher is powerful.

If he teaches himself, he will definitely be able to be like the teacher in the future.

After some introductions.

Several children of the Stark family knew Morgan.

Morgan also really knew these people.

At this time, two figures came from behind the warehouse next to the training ground.

The members of the Stark family on the court immediately bowed and saluted.

Morgan looked at the two walking figures, and also lowered his head slightly to show respect.

"Master Stark..."

"lady..."

"Um..."

Duke Ed. Stark walked up to Morgan with his wife Caitlin Tully, smiled and said, "I am Ed Stark, I think you already know me."

"Of course, who would not know Lord Duke in the entire Northern Territory..."

Morgan smiled and complimented.

"That's not necessarily..."

Ed Stark smiled and shook his head.

After a few brief chats.

Both of them are considered to have the most preliminary understanding of each other.

"Morgan, you are a sharpshooter and your swordsmanship is also outstanding."

"It's just to teach Bran and Riken to be overkill..."

"Presumably Robb also told you that the swordsman recruited this time is only temporary, and the maximum time is about two months..."

"At that time..."

Ed Stark said, suddenly turning his head to look at Morgan and asked, "Are you interested in teaching our Winterfell Warriors archery?"

Don't talk about the others.

Just as a Morgan marksman.

It is completely worthy of Ed Stark's full solicitation.

What's more, Morgan also possesses the same amazing swordsmanship, and Ed Stark can't bear to let go of such a powerful Morgan.

Let Morgan serve as the bow and arrow instructor of Winterfell troops.

This is what Ed Stark had thought of after seeing Morgan shoot that amazing arrow.

"Thank you Master Stark for your attention..."

"I am very interested."

Faced with the request of the Duke of Winterfell, without much consideration, Morgan nodded and agreed.

"Join Winterfell and build a relationship with the Stark family."

This step of the plan is considered complete.

The next step is to take one step at a time and see what happens.

Seeing Morgan agreed without hesitation.

Ed Stark smiled with satisfaction, reached out and patted Morgan on the shoulder and said sincerely: "Morgan, welcome to Winterfell."

Morgan smiled and said, "This is my honor."

Ed Stark immediately looked at his wife Caitlin Tully and smiled: "I have a drink with Morgan in the evening."

Caitlin Tully smiled immediately: "No one is stopping you."

She is the Duchess of the North.

Although he has no strength, he can see the extraordinary strength of this Morgan in front of him.

What's more, the affectionate solicitation of her husband also illustrates this point.

Of course she is pleased with the important talents her family recruited in Winterfell.

After some conversation.

Duke Ed. Stark took his wife Caitlin Tully and quickly left the training ground.

Several children of the Stark family quickly dispersed.

Jon Snow took Morgan to prepare a residence for him.

"There is the library of Winterfell..."

On the way, Jon Snow pointed to a huge three-story building in front of him and introduced him to Morgan.

"There, is the weapon arsenal..."

"It's the kitchen over there, we usually eat there..."

"There is the lobby, which is used to entertain guests and hold family gatherings. Master Stark will entertain you there in the evening..."

"Behind the gate is the sacred forest, a place of prayer and worship..."

On the way to the residence.

Jon Snow continued to introduce Morgan to every building he encountered, so that Morgan could get acquainted with Winterfell better and faster.

After half an hour has passed.

Jon Snow finally took Morgan to a huge three-story building.

"That's it..."

Jon Snow said and took Morgan to move on.

It didn't take long for the two of them to stand in front of a room.

"This is Morgan's next room."

"I won't go in. If you don't understand or need anything, you can ask Old Man Tolan below."

"You take a good rest and teach Bran and Rickon that they will start tomorrow..."

After Jon Snow stood in front of the room and gave an explanation, when he was about to turn around and leave.

Morgan suddenly asked, "I saw the attendants outside busy cleaning the roadside sanitation. Is there any activity in the city?"

"The one you said..."

Upon hearing Morgan's question, Jon Snow nodded and said, "Yes, your Majesty the King will be here in two days."

"I see."

Morgan nodded in understanding.

"Is there anything else I want to know?"

Jon Snow looked at Morgan and asked with a smile.

"No, thank you, Jon."

Morgan smiled and shook his head.

I met several members of the Stark family before.

Except for the adopted son Theon Greyjoy, the thin young man who had led a group of mercenaries into the Winterfell in the beginning, had a somewhat arrogant and arrogant personality, and had a mediocre attitude towards Morgan.

Others like Robb Stark, who is the eldest son of Winterfell, and Brandon Stark and Rickon Stark, the duke’s sons, treat Morgan in a friendly manner.

But by comparison.

Jon Snow, who took the initiative to take the illegitimate son of the Duke who led Morgan, seemed to have a better attitude towards Morgan than the sons of the other dukes.

This can be seen from the way Jon Snow brought Morgan along, and the attitude of patient explanation and introduction can also be seen.

Morgan can feel it naturally.

"nothing."

"Morgan, you are a member of Winterfell."

Jon Snow smiled and shook his head, and continued: "Then it's okay, I'm leaving, just ask Old Tolan and the attendant if you don't understand."

"OK..."

Morgan nodded and watched Jon Snow's back disappear.

He suddenly remembered an anecdote he had heard in the Black Apple Tavern in Baigang.

An anecdote said: The illegitimate children of "Junlin and Longshidao" have the last name "Weishui";

The illegitimate children of the Iron Islands have the last name "Pike";

The illegitimate children in Hejiandi have the surname "Hewen";

The illegitimate children in the West Territory have the surname "Xishan";

And the illegitimate children in the north ~www.readwn.com~ all have the surname "Xuenuo".

Originally Morgan didn't think much.

Now think of Jon Snow's illegitimate status, and then think of his surname.

It really seems to make sense.

Thought of this.

Morgan couldn't help laughing.

He knew that the true identity of Jon Snow was not an illegitimate child.

Shaking his head, Morgan turned around and opened the door.

The room is very spacious and the decoration inside is pretty good.

Big bed, bedside table, big window, dining table, glass mirror... and even rocking chair. The room in front of me is much better than the two pubs where Morgan came to this world.

Close the door.

Morgan strode to the window and reached out to open the large window.

Looking at the scenery outside the window and the busy attendants and servants in the distance below.

Morgan let out a long breath, squinting his eyes slightly to look into the distance.

"Finally entered Winterfell City."

"Next, is my real start in Westeros."

In the next few days.

In addition to Morgan, he only needed to teach the sons of the two dukes, Brandon Stark and Rickon Stark, on the training ground during the day and morning.

In fact, it is mainly to teach Brandon Stark.

Because Rickon Stark is still too young and too playful.

Except for teaching Bran archery and swordsmanship in the morning to perform the duties of a swordsman, Morgan is very leisurely at other times.

This also allowed him to quickly understand the speed of the entire Winterfell.

Three days passed in a flash.

The morning of the fourth day.

On the observation tower of the thick and tall inner city wall of Winterfell, finally saw a large and luxurious caravan from a distance.

The king is finally coming.