The Winter of Ice and Fire Is Coming

puff!

The man knelt and lifted his helmet: "My lord, I am not Roland."

"Where is Roland?"

"He is not here, my lord, I am his attendant."

Whoosh whoosh!

Several arrows shot over.

Bolong, Da Jili, and Anga rushed into the camp on horseback.

Will jumped off his horse and turned behind the man, with the sword on his neck, shouting: "Roland is here, all back."

Outside the big account, someone is giving orders: "Offensively, advance."

Someone yelled: "Archer, get ready!"

"Roland, hurry up and order them to disperse. Otherwise, die!" Will's murderous aura was permeated, and the sharp aura of the dragon sword was like an entity, cutting the skin on the person's neck.

"Sir, don't kill me, Lord Roland has long ago..."

Whoosh!

An arrow hit this person's heart.

Whoosh whoosh!

More arrows were shot. This Roland who Will thought had a middle thigh and a middle abdomen. He was not wearing armor, and the long arrows penetrated his body.

"Longbowman, get ready!" Someone gave orders from a distance.

Will dragged the person's body into the tent.

"Let it go!" A commander yelled outside.

Shoo!

Countless arrows pierced the tent and covered it indiscriminately.

Bolong and Darjeel, Angai had killed three guards, rushed into the room, arrested two camp prostitutes and a man full of alcohol. Using people as a shield, they pushed it out.

More than a dozen longbow arrows broke through the tent and inserted obliquely at the gate of the tent.

In the next round, after adjusting the angle and strength of the longbowmen, a shower of arrows will be more accurately covered.

"Tabert Kreher?" Will used the corpse as a shield and joined the three of Bolong.

Around the large tent of the Chinese army, people shouted horses, and the footsteps of the queue rang loudly. The ground trembled slightly, and they were surrounded.

"My lord, forgive me, I'm not Tabert Kreher."

"who are you?"

"I am his horse boy."

"Pony boy?" Bolong went down with a short knife and cut off the finger of the drunk man's left hand. "To be honest, I will make you die."

"...Ah...sir...forgiveness...I am really horse boy Harlan..."

Bolong's short knife backhand pierced the neck of a woman who Ange had grabbed with a single knife. With blood splashing, Bolong said lightly to another camp **** who had almost fainted in fright: "Who is he? Just let it go. about you!"

Outside the tent, the voice of the commander yelled: "Let it go!"

Shoo!

The longbowman's arrows tore through the tent, whistling, and shot down in front of and behind the several people.

Angai dropped the **** shield and quickly collected arrows.

"Be careful!" Darjeel pushed away the prostitute in her hand and grabbed a rectangular long shield to cover Ange.

When the longbowmen outside bent their bows and set their arrows, An-Gai and Da Jili collected a dozen arrows.

"He is not Lord Tabert, he...he..." The camp prostitute trembled.

"Where did Master Tabert go?" Bolong took the knife and dropped it, piercing the woman's shoulder, "Say quickly, otherwise the next knife will pierce your eyes!"

"My lord is forgiving... Lord Roland and Lord Tabert are not here... They are substitutes..."

"Where did they go?" Will's heart was cold. His green vision did not detect the real situation. What he detected was only a substitute. For the first time, he felt a crisis in his heart. Outside, listen. The footsteps in the queue are already under siege. Perhaps because this is their Chinese army's big tent, these Kreher soldiers are taboo, otherwise they only need to throw a few torches on the tent, and they will not escape.

"My lord... I have nothing to do with Earl Roland... Please let me go... You can take me away..." The camp prostitute cried.

Bolon cut the prostitute's throat with a single knife, blood sprayed on his face, he did not evade, and then the **** knife pointed at the alcoholic man: "Say, where are Roland and Tabert?"

"I don't know, sir. Earl Roland and Sir Tabert are not here long ago. They have been away for about seven days. The commander of the Craher army here is Sir Liler and the deputy commander is Sir Mellon. Sir Liler In the Chinese Army, Sir Mellon is in the Rear Army."

"We were fooled, Lord Will." Bolong pierced the throat of the avatar, then kicked the body that was still convulsing. "Master Will, your information is wrong. It looks like we all have to die. It's here now. I really regret that I shouldn't have killed these two camp prostitutes. When I am dying, Lao Tzu can do it."

Will is cold in his heart!

Earl Roland and his heir, Sir Tabert, have long been out of the army and left seven days ago. Where did they go? What's wrong?

Suddenly an extra 10,000 troops came out, and the night illuminates the campfire that stretches for nearly ten miles in the Trident River. Here, the chief and deputy chief of Kleich’s army are long gone...

Stand-in... illusion... extra campfire... impossible huge army...

A bell-like voice sounded outside the tent: "The knight in the valley heard that, put down the sword and come out to surrender, Lannister will not kill the prisoners!"

"Who are you?" Will shouted.

"I am Sir Mellon Kreher. I swear in the name of the old and new gods that as long as you put down your weapons and come out, I can buy you a drink. I don't like killing captives. I like to trade captives for golden dragons, my lord."

It is a tradition that nobles ransom each other heavily. As for the others, they were basically killed.

Mellon Kreich, Roland's youngest son, the elder brother of the strong pig Lele. Li Le died, he was the coach here.

"Okay, let's get out at once!" Will shouted, "My lord, let your infantry back."

"Sir, I will give you ten heartbeats." Mellon shouted.

Dajili said: "Bolong, Angai, the three of us rushed out frontally to block the enemy and attract attention. Lord Will cut the tent and went out from the back. Lord, your Dark Night Dragon Sword cuts iron like mud, you can Kill out of the weak."

Bolong said: "I don't want to die, he's, I've been a night watchman, I haven't even seen the Great Wall yet. Lord Will, you owe me a life."

Angai smiled and said, "Dajeli, you and I are going to die. I want to know, have you really liked me? Don't need a lot, just a little bit."

"No!" Da Jili said.

Ange laughed: "You lie, my arrow is like a god, handsome, suave, cute, how could you not like me. My singing voice is better than many singers. Well, I allow you not Admit it." He dropped his shield, picked up the bow and arrow, strode outside, and sang loudly, "I fell on the ground and blood was flowing/My eyes are still looking at my beloved girl/Darkness is gradually approaching me/Me The end is coming/but I do not regret at all/my beloved girl/but I do not regret at all/my beloved girl—"