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The Dragon's Gate was illuminated by the torch as if it were daylight.

The Magic Mountain and the little demon and the little demon are here with their guards to greet Lord Tywin.

The duke, dressed in a golden cloak and his horses draped in a blanket made of gold thread, came slowly surrounded by the nobles of the West.

"Magic Mountain, my father's horses have enough blankets for us to hang out in Shataya's brothel for a while. ”

"It's all gold?"

"Some of the silk from the narrow sea is more valuable than gold. ”

"The Lannisters are rich. ”

Tyrion looked at Bronn and Shaga beside him: "After this battle, if my father ignores me, I will be bankrupt." "He's going to have to pay a lot of money to protect him Boron and Shaga, and of course Conn. Only the silly boy of Podrick Pine would not ask for money, as long as there was a bite to eat, and with Tyrion, the boy was happy as if he wanted nothing else.

Duke Tywin slowly walked to the dragon's gate, and came to the people who greeted him, and even if the mountain was standing, it was almost the same height as Duke Tywin on horseback. Duke Tywin was not a man of low stature, he stood with a group of vassal generals, and the Duke was always half a head taller than the others.

The body of the magic mountain is majestic, and the duke is riding on a tall horse, still setting off the duke very slim.

"Magic Mountain, you have won this war. Duke Tywin said, his voice full of majesty.

"Father, I would not have been able to achieve this victory without Tyrion leading an army through the King's Gate. ”

Duke Tywin's gaze looked at the gnomes beside the Magic Mountain, and Tyrion raised his head and smiled, "I'm Lannister, Father. ”

"You're in the front?"

"Father, I think I've proven my mettle in the Battle of the Green Fork. ”

"How many did you kill?"

Tyrion stretched out his hands and counted the fingers of his right hand with his left hand: "A spearman, a knight, the knight begged me desperately for mercy, but I still cut off his hands, and an archer who lost his bow, he held the arrow in his hand and poked me in the face, but my warhorse is not a vegetarian, kicked him in the thigh, and then my axe came to his face." I felt myself float as the soldiers shouted Banzai, a feeling of blissful intoxication, I think the frenzy of war that James used to tell me. “

"Lord Tyrion is very valiant, and his weapon is a razor-sharp battle axe. Magic Mountain said.

"Oh, Tyrion is the key to victory in this battle?!"

"Yes, Father, the Magic Mountain is behind me, and he shouted, Lord Tyrion, rush, rush, don't let Stannis run. I said, "Magic Mountain, hide from the enemy, and watch out for the archers of Stannis." ”

The last of the little devil's voice changed to a female voice, and everyone laughed! One of the knights burst into tears, and Adam Malbran almost fell off his horse with laughter.

But there was one person who didn't laugh: Tywin Lannister.

He stared deeply at Tyrion and rode into the Dragon's Gate.

Tyrion hurriedly got on his horse and followed his father, and the Westerners paused slightly, giving up their place to the Mountain.

The Demon Mountain commanded the Battle of King's Landing, personally slaying Stannis Baratheon, and his military exploits were unmatched. Before reaching the Dragon Gate, Duke Tywin received news of the scouts and learned some details of the war, and he was overjoyed, but he praised the Magic Mountain in front of the generals. When they arrived at the Dragon Gate, although the Duke did not praise the Demon Mountain for a word, the generals understood that the status of the Demon Mountain was different from the past, and they all consciously gave up their positions beside Duke Tywin. If the magic mountain does not go, no one will come forward.

The military exploits of the Demon Mountain are too prosperous, which makes all the generals in the western realm envious, jealous and hateful!

The little devil walked to his father's left, and the magic mountain walked to the right.

The little devil has a very important question for his father.

"Father, where's James?"

Duke Tywin didn't even look at Tyrion: "Your genius plan to rob the prison failed, Jaime and the warriors you sent were recognized by Edmuel Tully in the streets of Riverrun, except for Jaime, the rest were all killed by Edmu's guards. ”

The little devil's heart felt like he had been punched hard.

"Father, you haven't thought of any other way?"

"Jaime has been thrown into a black cell, chained, and chained to a boulder wall, what do you want me to do?"

Tyrion couldn't believe it, and his father's tone was clearly abandoning Jaime and leaving him to fend for himself. Tyrion felt like he was going to choke and faint, bastard, how could this be, he was your heir to Castle Rock, and you gave him up so easily?

"There must be a way, we have Sansa in our hands. The little devil heard his voice and had no confidence.

"A little girl for James?" said the Duke lightly.

"You gave up on him?" the little devil stared at his father.

"No one, including myself, can be higher than the Lannister name. The honor and glory of the family are above all else, and anyone can sacrifice for the sake of the family. The Duke said lightly.

"Bastard!" Tyrion scolded inwardly, "He's your future heir to Castle Rock, and if you lose Jaime, who will you let inherit the West? You can even give up Jaime, you bastard, bastard, bastard!"

"Father, Jaime is your future heir to the West. ”

"Humph!" the Duke snorted.

Tyrion's heart suddenly froze, he felt that his father was too far away from him, he didn't understand what kind of person this guy dressed in gold was, and the strangeness was overwhelming, overwhelming him.

"Tyrion, you're a smart man, if we have Sansa, Arya, Eddard Stark, it's no problem to exchange Jaime, just a little girl Sansa, can only make them kill Jaime less quickly. ”

"Why not negotiate?"

"You told the Lannisters to make peace with the Tully and Starks, and to make concessions?" said Duke Tywin coldly, "What's the difference between that and begging for mercy?"

"Wise negotiation is not a sign of weakness, let alone a plea for mercy. ”

"Without negotiations, I want destruction. Lannister, there are debts that must be paid. I hope you keep this in mind. “

A chill rushed up from the soles of Tyrion's Lannister's feet, instantly filling his entire body, causing Tyrion to shiver slightly.

He looked at the Magic Mountain to his right, and the Demon Mountain was expressionless, staring ahead, as if he hadn't heard the conversation between the Duke and Tyrion at all.

"Father, I'm a little unwell, I cut people and cut my hands and feet last night, and after the war I drank something, I'm going to go to the pit. ”

The generals laughed.

The little devil was in a sad mood, his mood was extremely low, he and Jaime were brothers, but his father could abandon Jaime without hesitation for the sake of the bad Lannister's face and dignity, and in order to maintain the poor 'Lannister, debts must be paid', which he could not accept at all. He was in a terrible mood and slammed his horse away. Bronn, Shaga, and Conn followed, and he waved them to follow the Duke back to the Red Keep, and he rode alone into the darkness.

Tyrion was in a daze, and a voice kept whispering in his ears, it was Cersei's voice chasing him: You killed Jaime, Tyrion, you always thought you were smart, but your self-righteousness killed Jaime.

He wandered through the streets of King's Landing, and when he finally came to his senses, he found himself standing on horseback in the middle of an abandoned yard, which was overgrown with weeds, and went out down the alley in front of the yard, which was Iron Street Boulevard, and a few turns led to the house rented for Shae.

And in one of the weeds in the courtyard, there is a hole, and if you go into it, you can enter the underground secret passage of the Red Keep, and if you go in the right direction, you can enter the Prime Minister's Tower, and get out of the study or the fireplace in the bedroom of the Prime Minister's Tower.

This secret passage was the secret passage through which he secretly came out of the Prime Minister's Tower at night to meet Shae in the compound of the Iron Gate, before Shae became Sansa's handmaiden.

This secret passage was told to him by Littlefinger.

I actually came here, the little devil shook his head, and suddenly thought about Shae very much, thinking about Shae's body and her eyes, and her little hands with magical powers.

The little devil is irrepressible and wants to see Shae.

But it was no longer possible to enter through the tunnels, because tonight, the Prime Minister's Tower no longer belonged to him, to the man who could abandon his son without mercy, the Duke of Tywin of the West. It wasn't a father, it was a man made of ice and snow: cold, unforgiving, without a trace of warmth.

Tyrion decides to return to the Red Keep, where he is going to meet Shae.

The little devil turned around and came to the dim street, in front of him, a white shadow was riding on a horse, because he had the light on his back, and his face could not be seen clearly.

But Tyrion knew who he was, and he was familiar with the man's traits.

In an instant, Tyrion was covered in a cold sweat.

Manden Moore!

Although Mandenmoor did not move, Tyrion did not hesitate in the slightest, reaching out and touching it, but there was no axe at his waist. He was not reconciled, and finally touched a hilt or a hilt, no matter what, he pulled it out first, it was a small dagger with the length of a palm.

In the shadows, Mandenmoor seemed to let out a sneer, but it was actually the little devil's auditory hallucination, and his face was hot.

He never thought of it: Cersei really did it!

It's just that how did she know that she would leave her father's team alone? Tyrion's mind suddenly became empty, and various scenes flashed in front of him, Mandenmoor had been in the team to welcome his father, so as soon as he left alone, Mandenmoor had been following him, so, in fact, the old sister had already issued a kill order for him, and Mandenmoor was just waiting for an opportunity......

Despair drowned Tyrion like a tidal wave.

The Magic Mountain had warned him, but he always felt that Stannis would lead an army to attack, and Cersei would not attack him before and after the battle.

But it is clear that he underestimated Cersei's determination and Cersei's stupidity. It dawned on Tyrion that Cersei was asking Mandenmoor to kill him in the midst of the chaos, but Bronn was with Shaga and Conn all the time...... In the current situation of the great enemy, Cersei has already ordered Tyrion to kill...... How mad and stupid would she have to be to do such a thing?! In the Great War, when it was time to unite and work together to deal with the enemy, Cersei was bent on killing him......

Tyrion turned his horse's head desperately and galloped down the alley. The small dagger in his hand looked like a small toy, and it was like a pale mockery from the grin of the Grim Reaper.

Behind him, Mandenmoore drew his long sword in a clear voice: Choke!

The voice stabbed into Tyrion's eardrums like a needle with a cold killing intent.

Mandenmoor rode slowly into the alley, not panicking at all, he knew that this alley was a dead end, a dead alley. At the end of the front was an abandoned courtyard, from which Tyrion could not escape.

Mandenmoor flicked his wrist, the long sword glittered with cold light, and the sword flowers bloomed dexterously, one by one.

Tyrion hurried like a lost dog, and hurried to the abandoned courtyard, where there was no road ahead, but there was a hole in the weeds that led to the Prime Minister's Tower.

Tyrion didn't hesitate to run for his life, he was serious!

Tyrion dismounted, brandished a dagger to intimidate the horse, grabbed a stone from the ground and threw it at him, and finally drove the horse out of the yard. If the horse stands where he burrows into the ground, Mandenmoor will quickly spot the hole and go in and kill him.

Tyrion plucked the weeds and burrowed into the burrows he had been in and out countless times. Be careful and restore the weeds to their original state.

Mandenmoor rode in unhurriedly, and when he saw Tyrion's horse, it was empty.

Mandenmoor was a very cold man, and he rarely spoke, and at this time he was even less vocal, and the sound of the horses' hooves was so loud that he drove his horse into the yard, which was not large and unobstructed, and there was no cute little dwarf.

There are weeds in the yard, although they are not very long, but the little dwarf is not tall in the first place.

Mandenmoor drove his horses, his sword swung and weeds fell. He was very patient, and the weeds in the yard, he decided to cut them all down without hastiness, leaving Tyrion with no way to escape.

Suddenly, Mandenmoor stopped swinging his sword, and he flicked his horse's head slightly, his sword across his chest, and said nothing.

At the mouth of the alley, there is a dense sound of horses' hooves like rain, coming this way.

Soon, a figure appeared at the gate of the courtyard, and immediately a small figure, by the light of the torches that had been lit in the city to celebrate the victory, Mandenmoor saw that it was Podrick Pine.

Tyrion's personal squire.

Mandenmoor turned around and began cutting grass again.

Choke!

The shy boy unsheathed his sword, as if it were a different person, and shouted, "Sir Mandenmoor, where is my master?"

Every time Tyrion came out of the cave to meet Shae, it was Bronn who came here to prepare his horse and cloak. Podrick didn't know that this was where his master came in and out to steal chickens.

Mandenmoor continued to chop the grass, the sword was sharp, and with a slight wave, the weeds fell in large pieces, and then, Mandenmoor saw a hole in the ground.

He jumped off his horse, a fatal mistake.

"Sir, my master's horse is here, but what about the others?" said Podrick with a deadly threat.

Mandenmoor never took Podrick seriously, and he ignored him since Podrick appeared.

The sound of horses' hooves suddenly sounded, just as Mandenmoor was about to enter the burrow to chase Tyrion.

Podrick's courage is beyond the comprehension of a man like Mandenmoor.

He's still a kid, what kind of swordsmanship do you know?!

Normally, Podrick is a boy who blushes at the sight of a maid and is shy when he sees a living person, but he cannot draw a sword, and when he draws it, he has an astonishing bravery.

Mandenmoor had to straighten up his bent waist, turn around, and kill the annoying little creature first.

With a flash of cold light, Podrick's sword slashed down.

With the majesty of the war horse, the child came very quickly!

He's thirteen years old!

While!

With a loud bang, Mandenmoor swung his sword to open the blow, and his arm was faintly numb. Podrick's sword was almost out of his hand, but the child did not have the slightest fear, and with a clamp between his legs, the front hooves of the war horse jerked up, and the horseshoe kicked Mandenmoor in the face.

Jazz jumped away from the end of the war, he had already removed his plate armor and helmet, which made him as light as a swallow, and his agile and agile sword was swung, and the sword flashed, and the horse screamed, and the legs of the two horses were cut off by the sword.

Rumble!

In the splattering of blood, the horse fell, Podrick jumped off the horse, rolled on the spot, Mandenmoor strode in pursuit, the long sword slashed the child, and with a bang, sparks splashed, and the long sword cut a deep sword mark on the stone on the ground. The child rolled away, stood up, and lunged at Mandenmoor, sword in both hands, shouting, slashing Jazz's face.

Mandenmoor swung his sword to block it, and with a flying kick, kicked the child over.

The force of this kick was too heavy, and the child was kicked so that all his internal organs were turned over and painful, and it was difficult to get up for a while.

From the beginning of the battle, it was only now that Mandenmoor uttered his first words: "You brought it on yourself." Sir said lightly, swinging his sword and slashing at the child.

The child struggled to block on the ground, but the jazz swordsmanship was superb, the next slash was just a false move, and with a flip of the wrist, the long sword drew an arc and turned into an upward flirtation, and with a loud bang, the Boderick long sword was knocked away.

Suddenly, there was a strange sound behind him, Mandenmoor turned around, and a black shadow came to the ground, and a cold light flashed in his hand, and a small dagger stabbed into his thigh, until it reached the handle. Jazz slammed, slashed with his sword on the ground, slashed at the sneak attacker, and disemboweled from the bottom to the top.

The sneak attacker rolled and climbed into the grass, narrowly avoiding the blow.

Mandenmoor stepped up, the long sword slashed down, the dwarf shouted wait, the sword light whistled down, there was no room for negotiation at all, the dwarf rolled again in his hurry, the long sword with the cold wind, cut down from his side, cutting off the hem of his clothes.

"Spare your life, sir. The little devil was spineless, and kept his hands and feet away from Jazz, "No matter how much money my sister gives you, I will pay double." ”

Mandenmoor snorted coldly, the gnome had retreated to the corner, and there was no way back.

He staggered up, the long sword in his hand raised, and the dwarf's eyes flashed with fear, which made him feel a burst of joy in his heart: "Little devil, I am acting as ordered, don't blame me!" Suddenly there was a pain in his waist, and a long sword pierced into his waist and abdomen, Mandenmoor roared angrily, and returned his hand, the hilt of the sword fell backwards, and he attacked with all his strength, knocking Podrick into the air. The child fell to the ground and struggled a few times, but could not get up.

"Sir, put down your sword and we can talk. Money, women, status, anything can be discussed, you make a price, I will never bargain. The little devil gestured and spoke very quickly.

Begging for mercy, he meant it!

Mandenmoore had a cruel smile on his face: the little devil was dying, and he was still playing tricks. What he hated most was the devil's broken mouth.

The sword in Sizzle's hand was raised and slashed down.

The little devil still has the strength to dodge, but it has reached the corner of the wall, and there is no room to dodge.

The little demon suddenly rushed forward, and the sword light roared in, getting bigger and bigger in his eyes, and in an instant, his eyes were full......

Burst!

With a cruel flesh sound, the long sword swung down diagonally, slashing the little devil's face!

The little devil fell, and in the moment he lost consciousness, he saw the stars under the blue night sky......