Varys and Dario are on their toes!

The octopus-clawed spider has been worried since he heard the dragon's moan.

When the voice of the Demon Mountain sounded, he knew that this siege would be defeated.

If Daenerys' dragon returns, victory is on their side.

But it was the dragon of the Magic Mountain.

There is not much suspense in this war, whoever arrives with the dragon will win!

Dragons are not only combat power and fire ability, but more importantly, they give the soldiers the morale to win.

The appearance of the Demon Mountain and the dragon gave the soldiers and people of King's Landing the confidence that they would win.

Daenerys' dragon never reappeared, which gave Varys a very ominous premonition.

Varys's reaction was already fast, and the sound of the magic mountain sounded in the night sky, and he immediately found an excuse to escape. It's just a pity that the generals who connected with him also made a quick decision and sold Varys as quickly as possible.

Varys, who fled, and the generals who reversed their stance - both are talents who see the wind and steer!

Bernie had the soldiers tie up Varys and Dario tightly, and the group walked through the secret passage without slowness. Bernie and Varys had a cordial conversation as if Varys were a VIP.

Bernie, who calls Dario a dog, knows Dario's identity: Dario's narrow sword and scimitar betray him. At Daenerys' side, there is only one fierce general with a sword in his left hand and a knife in his right hand: Dario Naharis. He is Daenerys' pure man and is deeply favored by Daenerys. He is also one of the most courageous generals around Daenerys, and his loyalty is unquestionable.

Varys and Dario, one writer and one martial artist, two big fish under Daenerys!

Bernie was happy with his two captives!

That's a big credit!

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The people of Twilight are awakened in their sleep by the sound of horses' hooves, and by the time they get up and light candles and torches, Twilight has fallen. There were not many soldiers defending the city, and the main force responded to the call of the Queen Mother Cersei to garrison King's Landing. There were no more than fifty soldiers and two knights left in Twilight Valley.

Fifty soldiers, two knights, were strangled by the Dothraki who had not yet regained their physical coordination. The Dothraki, who had never been on a boat, crossed the Narrow Sea on a boat, which greatly weakened their physical strength. They need time to recover. Fortunately, the Dothraki have been recuperating on Dragonstone for some time.

The Dothraki flew with their iron hooves and poured into Twilight Valley, their raised scimitars shining high, and they slashed at the men as they rushed into Twilight, cutting only the heads of the men and driving the women together with their horsewhips as their victories.

The cavalry on the outskirts were responsible for setting fire to the town of Duskdale.

Jorah Mormont could only watch in silence.

If it was just a small group of cavalry, or Her Majesty's personal guard, Jorah Mormont could have stopped the bloody slaughter, but tens of thousands of Slavic cavalry together, each of them was a murderous Kao, except for Her Majesty Daenerys, these scimitar steppe warriors would not listen to Jorah at all.

The Dothraki are extremely proud!

The town of Twilight soon falls!

The air was filled with the smell of fireworks and blood.

Children who have lost their parents are crying, elderly people who have lost their homes are crying, women who have lost their husbands are pleading, and women who have been stabbed on the spot are whimpering—a human tragedy is unfolding in Twilight Valley, a living hell.

The Blood Alliance's Guardian Arrow, Argo and Scimitar Lacallo, stood outside the gate on horseback, watching the screams of Dothraki Dorororo as they went around killing, robbing money, setting fires, and robbing women, their faces expressionless and unfazed.

Outside the town, Jorah Mormont shouted the names of Argo and LaCarlo, and the Queen's captain of the Queen's guard was asking the Queen's Blood Allies to stop the atrocities and lead the cavalry to attack King's Landing, so that they could match the navy.

But Argo and Lacallo, accustomed to this way of raiding since childhood, did not stop the Dothraki from doing evil. Those who led the troops were just doing their part.

Correct!

A dragon groan resounded through the heavens and the earth.

The Dothraki responded with a cry of victory and the dragon's groan—they thought it was Daenerys' dragon—and many of the soldiers looked up at the sky, expecting to see Her Majesty coming on a dragon.

They raised their scimitars aloft and let out a cheer of Dorororo into the night sky!

A huge dark shadow descended, and they sensed that something was wrong—Her Majesty's dragon did not have such a huge size!

There was indeed a woman on the dragon's back, but it was not their Queen Majesty, but Arrene Martell, Prince of Dorne, and in addition, there was a man as big as a giant - the Magic Mountain!

"Dragon Flame!" the Demon Mountain commanded.

A bright light lit up at the long neck of the sheep thief, and a round of golden-red fireballs was conceived in the dragon's throat, the dragon's mouth was open and full of fangs and barbs, and a fireball as bright as the sun pulled the tail of the flame and projected it down, right in the middle of the gathering place of the Dothraki cavalry.

Rumble!

The dragon flame overturned more than a dozen cavalrymen, and the fireball blasted into the ground, enveloping a group of soldiers in the dragon flame. Humanoid candles were lit, and the horses were frightened, and the men rose to their feet, knocking more soldiers to the ground.

"Attack!" exclaimed Demon Mountain.

The dragon fell to the ground, and tens of thousands of cavalry horses neighed and jumped in shock, desperately scattering in all directions. The dragon's tail swept through time and space like a giant long whip, sending dozens of cavalry and horses flying.

"Dragon Flame!"

The Magic Mountain's orders don't stop!

A pillar of fire erupted from the dragon's mouth and swept into a fan, sending the Dothraki cavalry into flames.

Countless horses neighed and fled, countless soldiers howled miserably, and one by one fireballs erupted into the cavalry ranks, constantly exploding into huge piles of flames. And the dragon fire pillar wields, wantonly harvesting lives in the ranks of the cavalry.

The entire Dothraki cavalry ranks were in disarray.

Whether it was Kou or the soldiers, they all tried desperately to escape.

The dragon falls to the core of the team, like a giant beast falling into a pile of ants, and the flames, tail, claws, wings, and everything of the giant beast are deadly weapons. With a casual move, dozens of lives can be easily harvested.

A wanton slaughter of sheep thieves!

As fires erupt in Twilight, the people seek shelter, and the women gathered in the square flee with no intruders to take care of them.

Outside of Twilight, Jorah Mormont is stunned on her horse!

He also thought it was Daenerys' dragon coming, but by the time he reacted, the cavalry in Twilight Valley had already been caught in flames.

Dragon Blaze set the town on fire, burning indiscriminately.

The dragon was too large, the size of a hill.

It was the first time Jorah Mormont had seen a dragon of this size. In contrast, Her Majesty's three-headed dragon is just three little children who have not yet understood anything.

At the gate of Twilight Valley, Argo and LaCarlo, who were standing by the gate on horseback, were equally dumbfounded - suddenly, a dragon appeared in the sky, and under their horrified gaze, the dragon launched a fierce attack on the town's cavalry. The dragon not only spews fireballs and pillars of fire, but also falls into the ranks of cavalry to slaughter horses and soldiers. Several horses were tossed into the sky by the dragon's mouth, like giants throwing a small doll flying, and one after another horses flew over the heads of Argo and Lacarlo, and the warm horse blood rained down on them.

No one had the courage to fight this dragon, and even if the soldiers did, the horses under their crotch refused to flee as hard as they could.

Argo and Lacarlo's war horses were also shocked, but Argo and Lacallo's horsemen were superb and controlled their horses well. By the time they had recovered from their shock, most of the town's cavalry had been slaughtered by the dragons.

As far as the eye could see, there were red flames and heart-stirring howls everywhere! Cavalry rushed out of the flames, passed past the two Blood Alliance guards, and rushed into the darkness outside the town with sporadic flames.

Argo removed the keel bow, LaCarlo drew his scimitar, and the two gave the order to retreat.

Rumble!

A fireball fell from the sky and landed at the gate of Duskdale, bursting open, and the flames soared several feet high, cutting off the escape path of the town's cavalry.

In the sky, a huge black shadow flapped its wings, rolled up gusts of wind, hovered low in the sky, and kept spewing out fireballs that fell on the ranks of the Dothraki......

Argo took his bow and shot an arrow at the dragon!

The arrows are too small, and the dragons are too big.

Burst!

With a slight sound, the black iron arrow shattered the dragon's scale armor, and the arrow shot into the dragon's body.

Demon Mountain clearly felt the dragon's body tremble extremely slightly!

"Fly around, pull up!" Demon Mountain issued a dragon control order.

The sheep thief circled, raised and groaned, and several arrows swept past him.

Ah Ge bent his bow and arrows, and he thought that the arrows would be hit, but he didn't expect that the huge body of the dragon was as fast as the wind, and it was obvious that he also knew how to dodge in an arc.

Ago's heart was extremely surprised, he reached out and grabbed the quiver in his quiver, and his three fingers caught two arrows, and the two arrows were on the bowstring at the same time, aiming at the trajectory of the dragon's flight. With the experience of the last dragon whirlwind, Argo knew in his heart, and two arrows roared out, hitting the dragon in the belly, as if the dragon had come up on its own.

Ago's three fingers reached out over the quiver, and two more arrows landed on the bowstring.

"There's a great archer down there!" Arlene shrieked.

In fact, a small arrow wound is nothing to a huge sheep thief. Compared to the Night King's long Ice Gun, the small wound damage from the arrow wound was insignificant, but it still made the Sheep Thief uncomfortable.

Moshan felt sorry for the sheep thief, and refused to let him hurt a little.

The sheep thief is a dragon who wants to be a mother, and he is the heart and soul of the magic mountain.

Soar and fly!" Demon Mountain calmed down and ordered.

While a single dive can burn the sharpshooter below to ashes, that would run the risk of being shot by a sharpshooter who is at the heart of a sheep thief, such as Dragon's Eye or Arlene.

In front of the Magic Mountain, Alynn was like a humanoid shield of the Magic Mountain.

The sheep thief is the mother of the dragon of the Magic Mountain, and Alen is the mother of Dorne of the Magic Mountain, and neither mother can afford to lose.

Magic Mountain loves Mom!

Magic Mountain decided to retreat for a while.

The other party has a great archer, who can shoot arrows into the air, and his arm strength is rare and amazing, and the Magic Mountain also has a sharpshooter - Angai Clegane! In addition, in order to thank the Valyrian narrow sword 'Lady of Emptiness' sent by the Magic Mountain, Arya specially invited the Seven Kingdoms Bow Master, who is as famous as Master Tob Mott, to make a dragon bone bow and give it to Angai Clegane.

The sheep thief's wings fluttered, and the wind rose violently, and he rose again, and flew in an arc, and with two roars, the two arrows that Argo shot up fell with all his might.

The sheep thief was hit by three arrows, and the hard scale armor canceled out most of the piercing force.

Argo looked up at the night sky, and in his ears was the sound of beeping flames and waning wails, and the dragon turned into a small black dot in an instant, and soon disappeared.

"He's gone!" said LaCarlo, overjoyed, waving his scimitar and letting out a whoooh cheer.

The Dothraki cavalry outside Twilight Valley were in disbelief, Argo counted arrows and shot back the dragon?!

How is this possible?!

But it's true, the enemy dragon flew away and into the night sky.

Argo Arrow, worthy of its name!

The Dothraki cavalry was terrified, and they let out a shout of victory!

"Argo, you don't know anything about the man who wields the dragon, he's the Demon Mountain!" Jorah Mormon's voice sounded grimly, "You shot his dragon, you won't stop." ”

"He already knows the power of my magic arrows, and the dragon doesn't dare to enter my range at all. Argo said proudly. He raised his priceless keel bow and received the cheers of the Dothraki.

"Ah Go, you don't know who the Demon Mountain is at all. He'll come back to you. Jorah Mormont snapped, "Our mission is to attack King's Landing, not to burn and loot along the way. ”

"The dragons of the Magic Mountain are afraid of arrows. Ago, who did not heed Jorah's warning, let out a shriek, and soon a troop of horsemen roared, each with a bow and arrow in his hand. This is Argo's elite cavalry, and everyone is a sharpshooter. It's just that their bow is not a dragon bone bow, and if you want to shoot a dragon in the sky, you need a super long range first, and an armor-piercing arrow second.

"Five hundred archers, follow me to defend the sky. "The rest of the soldiers, follow Jorah Mormont and Lacarocco in the attack on King's Landing." ”

Soon, the cavalry outside Duskdale abandoned the thousands of cavalry in the town, and after a brief period of confusion, more than 20,000 cavalry regrouped, with Jorah Mormont leading the way, riding up the official road and running towards King's Landing.

The front army had just started, and the middle and rear armies were still crowded in place, and suddenly, bang, a series of fireballs exploded behind them as if full of tension, and the fireballs hit a large merchant ship, which was the ship that transported the Dothraki cavalry landing—

I don't know when, the dragon has gone and returned, this time there is no dragon groan, no warning, the dragon is silent, like a black ghost, flying around to the sea, sending out a dragon fire attack on hundreds of large ships on the seashore.

But in the blink of an eye, the dragon flew in a circle, and hundreds of merchant ships began to burn violently from the periphery of all sides, and soon burned into a brilliant sea of fire—

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