"Hey, Magic Mountain, what do you want to do?" said Tyrion Lannister, "they're already mine!"

"I just heard Zira and Ulf say that you are actually their man, and your life is theirs. ”

Tiem pulled out the axe from his waist, it was an axe with a wooden handle, a piece of the axe was missing from the back, but the blade was sharpened: "Big man, do you want to find trouble?" Tiem's tongue stretched out and licked around his lips, as if licking the blood off his lips.

The strong man Xia Ga, the little beauty Zira, the smart man Ulf, and the thin man Gonthor all avoided the side, as if they didn't know Ti Mei.

The Scorching People have always fought and killed other tribes, and there has never been a day of reconciliation. No one wants to stay with the Scorching Force, and the same goes for fighting.

Bronn flashed to the side early, refusing to stick to the fish for this matter.

Duke Tywin's face was expressionless, and that was his usual expression.

The witch closed her eyes and recuperated as if she had fallen asleep.

The captain of the guard and one of the guards had glowing eyes, like the green glow of a cat's eyes in the silence and darkness of the night: they eagerly awaited the magic mountain's attack!

The Magic Mountain approached, and Timei smiled lightly and cruelly, as if he was eager to suck blood, and his wrist shook slightly, and the axe flew up in his hand, flipping in the air, and the handle of the axe landed right in his palm.

"Timei, next time you see me, don't provoke. Magic Mountain shouted. In the roar, he suddenly made a move, but he grabbed the chest of Xia Ga, who was defenseless on the side, and with a wave of his hand, Xia Ga Wow screamed and flew out of the house, flew over most of the yard, and fell to the ground with a bang.

"Shaga, this is a punishment for you breaking in without knocking. At the same time, the magic mountain had already stretched out his big hand to Ti Mei, who was on guard.

Ti Mei smiled, the axe in his hand flashed, and he slammed the hand that the demon mountain had caught.

Even if the Demon Mountain was wearing iron gloves on his hands, Ti Mei knew that he could split the iron gloves and severely damage the big hands of the Demon Mountain. Suddenly, Ti Mei felt a pain in his stomach, and a huge force slammed into his belly, and the others flew up like a cloud, and rushed out of the hall with a bang, shooting out like an arrow, and the big trees in the courtyard quickly retreated in his eyes, and with a bang, Ti Mei crashed into the branches of the big tree, and there was a chaotic sound, and with a loud bang, Ti Mei fell to the ground, almost breaking his neck.

The magic mountain grabbed Ti Mei's hand as a false move, but it was just to draw his axe to attack. Ti Mei really came to attack, and the leaders of these mountain tribes were so consistent on the outside, with axes in their hands, but they were cut empty. The magic mountain flew up early, just like an adult kicking a small puppet toy in the shape of a human, and with one kick, the little puppet flew out and flew to the treetops of the big tree in the yard that had been aimed.

Ti Mei is naturally not a little puppet, and he is naturally not accurately hung on the treetops.

Xia Ga got up from the ground and touched his waist in surprise and fear, only to find that the axe on his waist had fallen. Moshan shouted: "Xia Ga, today you beat the disrespect of our duke's guard captain, and now it's flattened, are you convinced?"

The sound of the magic mountain was like a huge thunder, Xia Ga was scared again, the magic mountain was too fierce, and the majestic body gave Xia Ga great pressure, he glanced at everyone in a daze, feeling that the honor was seriously damaged, but he couldn't find the honor in front of the magic mountain, the twenty-one-year-old Xia Ga roared and rushed out of the yard.

Shaga rode away on his mountain pony before Timei slowly rose from the ground. He fell too hard.

The kick of the magic mountain made him experience the feeling of flying in the air for the first time, which was very uncomfortable. But he always had his axe in his hand, which showed his skill.

A good swordsman will not take off his sword even if he is knocked down. After training, the sword is like a hand, and it grows with its master. When a person is knocked down, his hand cannot fly out.

Magic Mountain stood in front of Ti Mei: "You are a true warrior. ”

A top hat is sent.

The flame of battle in Time's eyes extinguished: "............"

He's still uncomfortable!

"After being kicked by me, many people can still stand up, but the weapon is still in your hand, and you are the first. "There's no basis for what Moshan said, but it doesn't matter. The important thing was that he knew that a barbarian like Timei liked to hear such words.

Timei was the first warrior to hold the Magic Mountain without losing his weapon, and by implication, he was better than all the others. That's enough.

This is the second top hat!

"Big man, don't let me run into you when you're fighting. Ti Mei said in a strong and dry manner. He would rather die than verbally admit defeat. The red hand of the scorching department, ruthlessness is the first.

"Don't take the initiative to provoke people like me, you can't be stronger than me in everything, don't talk about strength, even if you fight, you won't be my opponent. ”

Ti Mei's eyes lit up, and he pinned the axe to his waist: "What...... "His qi is not too smooth, and when he is excited, he is not full of qi. Now that Ti Mei knows the speed, strength, and technique of the big man, he knows that his previous idea that the big man must be clumsy is too wrong, but when it comes to drinking, there is only Ti Mei who is drunk to death, and there is no Ti Mei who has not lost in drinking.

"Anytime!" Demon Mountain said contemptuously, pointing to the camp on the east bank of the Green Fork River.

"A word is a certainty!" Ti Mei also pointed to the east bank of the Green Fork River. Don't provoke the charm, because he'll be fooled.

"If you drink and win me, I will lose you two battle axes. Look at your rotten axe, you don't deserve to chop wood. ”

"No, at least three tomahawks!" Timei said in a triumphant tone.

Tyrion immediately glared at the Demon Mountain vigilantly, making no secret of his displeasure. Tyrion wasn't an idiot, he was very smart, and he was sensitive to the fact that the Magic Mountain seemed to have something to think about these guys. It's not going to work, it's not going to work.

It's just that, again, Tyrion, like the natives, has not yet seen the true military purpose of Duke Tywin asking him to go to the left flank. The war hadn't started yet, and Duke Tywin hadn't called Tyrion to lead the men first.

The Duke of Tywin in the hall was still expressionless, these hill tribes were the ones he had fooled to send to his death. Magic Mountain took action to teach these rude mountain tribes a lesson, which is in line with the character of Magic Mountain. And the guy called Ti Mei has been staring at the Magic Mountain very provocatively since he entered the hall, as if the Magic Mountain owes him money.

Tywin could already see that almost all of these mountain people would be killed in the battle with the Northerners, and they were Duke Tywin's cannon fodder plan. The left flank by the river, the left flank that was the first to attack. If these people see that the situation is not right and rout, they will find that the way back has also been blocked, and those who retreat will be beheaded. They will have no choice but to move forward or jump into the river.

Lord Tywin seriously underestimated the prowess of the natives, but the Magic Mountain knew it. But even though Duke Tywin later saw the power of the natives in battle, the Duke despised them and eventually threw them away like garbage, but the Magic Mountain did not want to miss it.

As it was getting dark, the Northern Army was heading south along King's Road, and not far in front of it was the famous Twin Cities, the domain of the Freys, vassals of the Tully family.

The 20,000 northern troops are like long dragons, waving flags and spears like forests. The footsteps of the march shook and shook, and even the air was filled with the smell of iron and blood.

Robb Stark rode at the front of the group, followed by his father's adopted son, Theon Greyjoy, and his mother, Caitlin Tully, who wore a hood on her head. In addition, there are five or six great nobles in the north, and behind them there are thirty personal guards, all of whom are noble children from major families in the north.

Icewolf Grey Wind leads the way, and it always runs excitedly to the front for a while, and then stops to wait for its owner.

The sound of horses' hooves behind him, a cavalry came from behind, panting: "Lord Robb." ”

"What's the matter?" the fifteen-year-old boy grimaced to make himself look mature and steady.

"My master is invited, he has something very important to tell your lordship. ”

"Who is the master of your house?"

"Earl of Willman Mandalay. ”

"Call him up. ”

"I'm sorry, my lord, but this matter is so important that I have to go to the back to see Count Wiman in person. ”

The subordinate vassals didn't listen to the announcement?!

Robb looked at his mother a little cramped, and Caitlin Tully nodded slightly.

Robb saw that it was getting late, so he ordered: "The army will camp on the spot and march early tomorrow morning." ”

So, the herald shouted all the way down.

Robb said to Theon Greyjoy, "You're in charge of setting up camp here and taking care of Mother. ”

"Lord Robb, don't worry, I'm here for everything. Theon said in his usual confident tone.

Robb and the cavalry rode back on their horses, and Grey Wind saw his master running backwards on a hillside in the distance, getting farther and farther away from it. Gray Wind ran back to chase his master with a whoosh, as fast as an arrow from a string.