The Winter of Ice and Fire Is Coming

The hound's epee was out, and it was too late to defend.

It turned out that Bolong knew that there was only a dead end to continue the battle, and that he had to do something strange. He is a person who only wants the result of victory. He sells a flaw, let the long sword be knocked down by the hound, let go of the long sword, pull out the steel thorn between his legs, and take a risk.

The steel thorn was as flexible as a finger, and slammed the hound's throat.

The hound did not wear the hideous hound helmet, but buttoned the throat armor. However, in the face of piercing thorns, this melee weapon that only mercenaries, assassins and criminals like, the throat armor is just as vulnerable as leather.

In an instant, Tyrion's back straightened and his eyes were clear.

Cersei and the red cloaks around her were silent, their eyes fixed on the field, and the people were dry and did not dare to blink.

A sharp metal slashed across the steel, and a golden iron roar that made the teeth sour--

The hound's body suddenly floated like water, or it was a woman's graceful dance, without letting it go. His slanting, twisting, head-up, and erratic posture saved his life, and the steel thorns of Bolong stabbed from the side of his neck armor. After that, sparked a flurry of sparks.

Bolong landed, and instantly drew the short knife from his waist with his left hand, the left short knife and the right steel stab, staring at the hunting dog, still with great momentum.

The hound's epee circled around, protecting his chest, all in a cold sweat.

"You lost!" said the hound. Because Bolong has no swords. With a short knife and steel stab, at the speed of a hunting dog and the length of a long sword, Bolong is dead at close!

"I didn't lose." Bolong said lightly.

Fighting life and death is not a victory for the strong. It is a combination of luck, determination, death will, and tactics. Until the end, no one can say that it is not good to die.

Maybe I can trade one arm for another dog's life. ——Bolong thought, his eyes narrowed slightly. ——If the big man cherishes his life, I can succeed, but if he cherishes his life, I will die.

The hound snorted coldly, opened the epee with one hand, slashed horizontally with one sword, slashed diagonally with one sword, and slashed back and forth, relaxed and casual, without rushing, and forced Bolong into the corner of the room.

There was no way for Bolong to retreat, and it was all useless to roll in circles.

Bolong's eyes narrowed again, maybe it's time to change his arms!

If the opponent is not afraid of death at all and does not retreat to save himself, he will be chopped into two pieces with a single blow, but apart from this, Bolong can't think of a better way.

He has beaten many big men, but it is not surprising that this big man has more power than him. What makes him convinced is that the speed is also above him. This was the first time he had seen such a tall guy with such agility, it was incredible.

Bolong is known for his agility and speed!

Perhaps it is easier for the other party to be fooled by trading with his right hand. -Bolong's eyes flickered. The one hit just now will kill, he missed for the first time. The delicacy of the opponent's body is also something he can't believe now.

Unexpectedly, there are not only pustules in the palace, but also such top masters.

But why is he willing to be a dog? If Bolong is changed, no matter how generous the treatment is, he will not be able to accept others calling him a dog.

The Hound seemed to have won the game, but it was also the most dangerous moment.

Seeing that the two sides are about to be divided between life and death—"Enough, Hound!" Cersei chuckled.

"Yes, Your Majesty the Queen!" The hound immediately retreated, and the heavy sword withdrew.

"Tyrion, your captain is good, he is the best swordsman besides the hound, I want him." Cersei said.

Tyrion's heart loosened, as if he had lifted a boulder above his head: "As you wish, my old sister."

Bolon was still as tight as a warlike shadow lynx, he slowly relaxed his guard, and gently inserted the short knife and steel thorn.

"Your Majesty, I don't want to go to church every day. I am a rough person, and I will not be summoned by you every day, and I will not do anything like standing guard. I will feel uncomfortable without wine and women for a day." Bolong said.

"I just spared your life!" Cersei said coldly.

"It was just a tie." Bolong said lightly.

"You want to try if the hound's epee can chop off your head?"

"No!" Bolong was a realist, telling the truth.

"Sister, you want to use Bolong, and you won't use him on duty, right? He is used to being free. He is rude and rude to work in Meige Tower. I'm afraid I will lose your face." Tyrion said.

Cersei smiled: "Of course, I won't use him as my guard. Tyrion, I want Bolong to represent the West, and the Hounds and Gregor, form the strongest battle team, and fight the North. Bo Long, you won the team championship and rewarded twenty thousand golden dragons."

"Can I get five thousand golden dragons?" Bolong's eyes sparkled immediately.

"Do you want to be a knight and get a fief?" Cersei said lightly.

Polon’s eyes were suddenly green and gleaming: "Of course, your Majesty, if there is a noble woman to be a wife, I am willing to do anything for you, sire." Polon looked at Cersei with eagerness. Look.

Tyrion was left behind by him.

Tyrion teased and said, "No, my old sister, the future Sir Bolon will not be your dog. He is a free swordsman."

"Not serving as a servant, but still able to serve His Majesty the Queen, loyal and loyal." Bolong said quickly.

Cersei's sweet smile rippled across her face: "Well, soon Sir Bolong, will you be able to spear?"

"Yes, but I prefer to use a sword."

"To participate in the spear contest, first help the hounds and Gregor to wipe out some small flies, and then team up with the hounds and Gregor to participate in the team competition. No matter you win or lose, as long as you try your best, I will make you a knight. , As for marrying a nobleman, when you become a knight, I think there will be the lord’s daughter to give you a chance to pursue.

"Your Majesty Queen Xie." Bolong knelt on one knee immediately. His arrogance of refusing to be a dog is gone.

Tyrion was helpless: "Bolong, is there no friendship between you and me?"

"No, Sir Tyrion, you still owe me fifty golden dragons." Bolong said.

Tyrion scolded: "You hypocrite, Golden Dragon Slave, I will give you a hundred golden dragons, but I hope you can continue to serve me. You are by my side, and I pay you golden dragons as well, and it does not prevent you from participating. Contest."

Cersei smiled softly: "Tyrion, I'm sorry, Polon is mine. Polon, you and the hound, Sir Gregor, from tomorrow, I hope you can sit together, and Adam Malbrun Sir, I want you to unite into one fist and defeat the people of the North in the martial arts arena."

"I will never fight with Gregor Clegane." The hound slammed the epee into the sheath.

"Hound, don't forget your request, I can promise you, but I can also cancel."

"Humph!" The hound snorted heavily.

"Bolong, do you have any questions?"

"No, Your Majesty Queen." Bolong said immediately.

"Very well, before the competition, you have to stay with me like the hounds."

"Yes, Your Majesty the Queen."

Tyrion's expression of regret made Cersei very happy.

Tyrion was also very happy. He finally had his first person next to Cersei. People like Bologne took money from both sides, but they were the biggest winner this time. He will listen to whoever gives more money, and the old lady is not a generous Queen, but Tyrion is.

"Tyrion, I forgive your defeat against Will. Go and call your Dornangai archer. If he can win Sir Adam Malbran, I will let him and Adam represent We participate in the archery contest in the west."

Adam Malbrun, the number one archery in the West.

"Compared with Angai, Adam is like a kid who can't shoot arrows at all." Tyrion said proudly, "Sister, you took Bolong by my side, and I want to live back to your guest room in Meige Building. "Living in Meige Tower is the safest place. Now Tyrion is afraid of Will in Black.

"Dorn's Archer Ange, can you be sure to recruit?"

"Very sure!" Tyrion decided to lie first. Angai is very proud and has entered the competition field, Tyrion is not sure.

"I want to see him and Adam compare archery."

"As you wish, my queen." Tyrion bowed gracefully. Since one of his mercenaries was easily shot by a dark night archer to kill eight people and suppressed four, Tyrion decided to find a guy with extraordinary archery to be his follower.

Sometimes, the archer must be against the archer. The swordsman faced the archer, unless he carried a tortoise shell that was not afraid of long and close shots.

And Dornangai's archery is the most powerful archer that Tyrion knows by using personal connections and money, not one of them.