The Winter of Ice and Fire Is Coming

The magic mountain roared like a wounded mountain lion, whose sound is full of endless sadness...

The power of his whole body was swiftly lost from every wound of his body like the sea ebbs, and his powerlessness made him terrified. He wanted to turn around and chase the tiny black ants, one by one who dared to attack him on the ground and behind, but found himself It was very difficult to turn around, and the huge sword in his hand was as heavy as a mountain, making him unable to lift his hands anymore.

boom!

Demon Mountain’s sword plunged into the ground to support his crumbling huge body. His knees could no longer help him stand. The severe pain burned like flames in every injured part of the body. The last strong breath crashed and the Demon Mountain suddenly collapsed. Kneeling down, the kneecaps of the legs that had been pierced by sharp objects rubbed violently, and the intense pain he had never experienced made him wailing. This painful wailing was like a wolf dying in the fire. The sound was terrible, and the voice of Demon Mountain was not ordinary, as high-pitched as his strength, making the surrounding war horses startled, and timid horses fled away...

Countless noble women and civilian women have turned their ears, and more little girls and boys have been scared and crying by this miserable howl from hell... Many children cried and hugged their mothers, not knowing what terrible things happened, that fear The wailing sound can still be heard even after blocking the ears...

Despite this, the dark shadow behind the Devil Mountain is still cautious and unrelenting. He shook his two swords and pierced the shoulder blades of the Devil Mountain. The Devil Mountain abandoned the sword with both hands and collapsed like a meat mountain, shaking the ground with dust. He is a violent blood abuser. He has never failed since he was eight years old. He has killed countless people and abused others like a devil. Therefore, he has gained a reputation as a devil.

And because the body is like a mountain, all of it has solid muscles, and it is so powerful that even a strong man of the same body is not his opponent at all, so it is also named mountain.

The magic mountain fell to the ground, trying hard to look up at the black ant behind him. He was covered in blood, his legs were crippled, his right foot was cut, and it became a residual foot, his kneecaps were pierced and he could no longer stand; his shoulder blades were pierced. Pierced, he could no longer swing his sword; there were three penetrating injuries from his back to his belly, his waist was pierced, his belly was penetrated, and his left thigh was a terrible wound. That was the most important thing to draw off his blood and strength. One sword... the bloodletting of the aorta, in fact, is the endless power of the magic mountain...

"Take him!" Queen Cersei screamed, "Take the man in black, he is not a servant and has no right to execute the devil mountain. Where are the people from the West?"

This is an urgent sentence that causes serious chaotic consequences! Queen Cersei often speaks key words and gives orders that should not be given at critical moments.

The queen gave orders, and the horses' hoofs roared, and the western knights went straight to the martial arts field to grab the magic mountain.

The head of the guard of the magic mountain, Buck, had a cruel smile in his eyes, and the magic mountain seemed bound to die, which made him happy and excited. He believes that in addition to power, Devil Mountain is inferior to him in other aspects... Devil Mountain is dead, Buck stands!

Prime Minister Ed Stark stood up abruptly and shouted in a deep voice: "Northern Knights, stop the Westerners."

With an order, the Northern Cavaliers all snatched them out, Tyron Ashes charged forward, the sword was out of the sheath, and the running speed was as fast as the Shadow Lynx. In a short distance, the horse could not match it.

In the rumbling sound, Tyron Ashes ran ahead alone, with the long sword in his hand, which was the sickle of death.

With a whistling, the knights in the bay area ran out in anger. They lost their young master. It is conceivable that they felt sad. For that matter, they still restrained. Each time they competed, there were casualties and injuries, and there were many accidents. The king has ordered the demon mountain to be taken down, and even though they are angry, they can only endure it. However, the queen's knights of the West suddenly rushed out to **** people, and they could no longer bear it.

The vassal knights of the Tyrell family in the river bay grabbed it together and went straight to the west knights. The shining sword held high, it is no longer a stop, it is a **** battle!

The knights of the West Territory were faced with enemies on both sides, and the momentum of advancement suddenly suffocated.

"Stop the West Territories!" The Dorn nobleman, Anders Irenewood who was the only one to participate in the competition, yelled, and the Dorne people rushed into the competition field under the leadership of Anders Irenewood, and the same enemy.

Dorn Dorn, Dorn has been living in the humiliation of the West.

The three Yulin Iron Guards and the Golden Robe team joined together, with Iron Guards as the mainstay. They rushed to the court first, enclosing the Demon Mountain and the black-clothed men who had knocked down the Demon Mountain.

Later, the king's guard also arrived, and together with the golden robe, formed a battle queue.

"Stupid woman, whoever gives you the power to order, I am the king." Robert was furious.

The little devil came to the king: "Your Majesty, please order all knights of all kingdoms to withdraw from the competition arena to avoid melee."

"Go away, Lannister." Robert cursed. "It's all caused by your Lannister family. You have a bad dog, but you can't help it. Will killed well, he should kill all of your West Territory. Evil dog. Get out, little devil! ——All the knights, all return to their viewing area. The King, Prime Minister, and Imperial Justice are responsible for the devil's mountain. Now it is taken over by the Royal Forest Guard and the Metropolitan Guard, and the rest of them all withdraw. "

Robert's voice resounded through the martial arts field.

Pettyr, little finger, has also reached the King and Queen. He is straight, with the iconic narrow smile at the corner of his mouth: "Your Majesty, even if the man in black, Will has done something wrong, he shouldn't take it. Then you think. How to punish him? Kill him? To take the Devil Mountain is an order of His Majesty the King. The Devil Mountain is not a red apple that can be taken down. We all know Will wants to take him down, except with a sword. There is no other way. According to the law, we cannot kill Will, at most we can only put him in black. Hehe, but he is already in black."

The little devil looked at his little finger with an ugly face. Just now because he was worried that the melee would cause many enemies in the west, he anxiously suggested that the king be scolded, but he couldn't get better.

"Retreat to the West," the Tyrell family vassal shouted sharply, his voice full of grief and anger.

"Xi Jing first roll out of the martial arts field." Anders Ellenwood murmured at each other.

"The people of the North will withdraw first." Ed Stark shouted. Ed always comes from the North with things first and nothing behind.

The northern knights team has strict military discipline and stopped one after another.

Only Tyron Ashes had already approached the Western Territory team. With a slam, an arrow flew out, hitting Tyron's helmet mask.

when!

The arrow fell.

With the experience of the last battle against the Devil Mountain, Tyron Ashes had already put down the mask in advance.

Adam Malbran's archer is well-known, but facing a moving iron-clad fortress, the mere arrow seems too small.

Tyron Ashes roared, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and the entire West Territory team was deformed. The hired riders and free knights turned around to avoid.

Tyron Ashes' great sword was raised, seeing a massacre splashing blood in the martial arts field.

For thousands of years, this will be the first time.

"Tyron Ashes, go back." A clear voice was not high, but it was enough to make Tyron Ashes hear clearly.

I don't know when, the black man Will has reached Tyron Ash's side, his dark night has been inserted back into the sword belt, and he is covered up invisible by the black clothes, black armor and black cloak.

Tyron Ashes' great sword gleamed in the sun, setting off him like a mighty god.

Will is a kid next to him.

"The team battle has not yet begun." Will said again, with a faint smile in his voice, "At that time, you can release all your strength, so that everyone in the Seven Kingdoms, wandering singers and poets, will be Come and sing the fame of your Tyron Ashes."