(Part 3)

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The Iron Race, a race that lives and glorifies by plundering and killing people.

They did not believe in the old gods of their ancestors, nor in the new gods of the Andals, the seven gods, and they believed in the god of drowning.

The motto of faith of the iron seed - the deceased does not die, and it will rise again, and its momentum will be even stronger.

They believe that people who believe in the drowning god will never die, and if they die, they will not really die, but go to the flowing water palace of the drowning god to enjoy the various services of the mermaid.

When baptized by the Drowned God, the Iron Man will be pressed into the sea until he suffocates, and then he will be rescued by crude and primitive CPR techniques, and when the flooded person wakes up again, it means that he will rise again (and will rise again) and will be stronger than before (more powerful).

Those who are not rescued are considered guilty and have no sincerity in drowning God.

The great nobles who rule the Iron Islands are the Greyjoy family, headed by Baron Greyjoy.

Greyjoy's family language is 'strong is better than hard work'. This is a source of self-confidence for them to 'despise the untouchables of the green land', because the untouchables of the green land are weak, delicate, and lack courage, and only know hard work, but do not dare to take it by force.

In the eyes of the Magic Mountain, the Iron Race is a group of primitive, savage, ignorant and truly murderous bandit races.

Life has never been worthy of reverence in their eyes, only trampling, just like the magic mountain before.

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There are not many brothers brought by Magic Mountain this time: three brothers, Sweetmouth Raff, die-hard Polliver, and executioner Dunsen. Plus a few aboriginal cavalry brothers in the territory who haven't killed anyone yet, let them experience these events a little more, and help them become fierce, fierce, and ruthless people faster.

Because it seems that the duke does not intend to teach these iron seeds a lesson, and does not allow the magic mountain to teach a lesson, so the magic mountain is very low-key, and most of the brothers don't know, otherwise they will really die, so he only brought three knights of the Klegan family and a few aboriginal cavalry warriors from a few villages, and the rookie needs to be trained.

When he came to the restaurant on the Magic Mountain, when he was going up the stairs at the corner of the second floor, he saw several iron people who were drinking in a private room.

The clothes of the iron breeders are very recognizable, first of all, their clothes are very dirty, the color is either black or gray, and the skin is the sauce black that has been blown by the sea breeze for a long time. Secondly, their voices are also very recognizable, as if they have a small ball in their mouth, and their tongues seem to be not straight. Finally, they don't wear armor.

It is taboo for people in naval battles to wear armor, because as long as they fall into the water, the people wearing armor will sink straight to the bottom.

But the Iron Islands have a fleet that rivals any fleet of the Seven Nations – the famous Iron Fleet – but it's different.

Victor Greyjoy is the second brother of Patriarch Baron Greyjoy, and he is the commander-in-chief of the Iron Fleet. This is a man who believes in the drowning gods, and even when sailing, he wears heavy armor, believing that he is favored by the drowning gods and will never drown in the sea. His soldiers were under his influence, and without exception, all of them were heavily armored and brave.

It is said that among the Seven Kingdoms, there is no fleet that can be on the same level as the Iron Fleet in naval warfare.

However, the iron that came to sell iron ore this time was not from the Iron Fleet.

This can be seen in their costumes, flags, and the emblems of the nobles on their clothes.

The flag pattern on the five iron ore ships is - a large red base, with a gold-rimmed black horn in the center.

This is the home emblem of the Iron Isles, on Grand Wick, Warhammer Point, and the Gubler family.

The Gublers were a powerful part of the Iron Islands' aristocracy and one of the most influential on the Iron Islands' largest island, Grand Wick.

Warhammer Point is located deep in the rocky mountains of the island's interior, far from the open sea, and the main source of the Gubler family's wealth is the iron ore-laden mines.

Iron ore from the Iron Islands is sold to the West, North, Riverlands, Riverlands and Old Town.

One of the things that the nobles of the Western Frontier knew was that the iron ore of the Iron Islands was sold to the Western Frontier at the highest price every time, for the simple reason that there were gold mines in the Western Frontier. The Lannister family is even richer in the world, lacking everything, but not lacking money.

The annual increase in the price of iron ore and even the increase in the price of iron ore every quarter has made the nobles of the West Realm complain deeply, but there is no iron ore in the West, and they cannot be self-reliant, and the iron ore of the Iron Islands can not be sold to the West, they have other places to sell.

Iron ore is not worried!

The West is inseparable from iron ore!

This is a kind of naked blackmail!

This is also a style of life of the iron breeds, as long as they can be strong, they will always be strong, and they will become stronger. Creeds such as "take what you see" simply do not exist in the minds of the iron seeds.

Insulation!

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When the magic mountain came to the store, the hotel owner was taken aback.

He hid his wife and daughter first, and then accompanied the smiling face to the table in the magic mountain.

Magic Mountain sat alone on one floor - because as soon as he arrived, the customers on this floor all left quietly, these people were very high-quality and polite, and they tried not to make a sound when they left.

"Mistress Gregor, you ......"

"Get out!" said Greg politely.

Then, the restaurant owner got out.

It's quiet.

So, the Magic Mountain looked at the dock below.

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"Hey, let her go!" said a balding, somewhat neurotic man, cringe.

The man was tall, but his eyes were cringe, and he knew at a glance that he was a commoner, coarse cloth clothes, and a knight's short knife at his waist.

This is the man of the 'green land' that the ironcasters despise so much.

"Big brother, the woman we fancy first, don't come to beg for a beating. A shorter but very stout iron man laughed, "If you are blind again, I will cut off a few of your handfuls and stuff them into your mouth." ”

"She's my wife. The man mustered up the courage to raise his voice a little, his eyes flickering, obviously afraid, "You let her go, this is Kaiyan City." ”

"Your wife?" the other iron seed looked incredulous, he lifted the woman's clothes, reached out and grabbed a handful inside, "Big brother, tell me, is your wife's little white rabbit the size of a slap or half a slap." ”

The three irons laughed together.

On the ship, more iron drilled out of the cabin to see, all with rough black faces and **** smiles.

Sou!

The man who looked a little abnormal pulled out the short knife on his waist, not to mention, the scabbard is not good, the quality of this short knife is really good, the cold light is shining, a good knife.

The nervous man seemed to be stimulated, constantly tilting his head mechanically, his eyes were slanted to look at people, and the right half of his face twitched: "Let go of my wife, or I will kill you." ”

The three iron species laughed together with the more than a dozen iron species on board.

They have seen too much of this kind of seed that is scared to death in their hearts, but their mouths are as hard as iron ore.

As soon as they make a move, as soon as they see blood, this kid will be so frightened that he will kneel and beg for mercy.

The iron breeds are all warriors who come and go in the wind, licking blood with knives, killing people and setting fires, and when have they ever been afraid of a bad seed who is trembling with a knife.

"Come, brother, stab here!don't shake your hands!" a taller, stronger fellow with a bald nerve man ripped open his shirt, revealing a chest like black iron, with chest hair all over it.

As expected, the bald nervous man took a step back in fright, and stammered: "Let go of my wife, don't force me!"

He was so scared that he was going to die, but his mouth was stiff, and he saw the ironseeds laugh again.

More iron came out of the iron ore cabin to the deck to watch the excitement.

"Come, brother, don't be afraid, stab here. If you don't dare to stab you, I'm going to stab your wife! I bet your wife is actually a prostitute, and she has been stabbed hundreds of times by others, and it's not bad for us to be the iron breed these times. ”

The nervous bald man looked up and saw a face on the top floor of the restaurant looking at him by the window.

The bald man said, "Are you really begging me to stab you?"

"Of course it's true, I'm afraid of ......"

Burst!

The short knife stabbed the tall and stout iron man in the chest, and the movement was so fast that his two brothers were still laughing, and the iron men on the ship were still laughing, and the bald man's knife had been pulled out, and he stabbed a second, a third, a fourth......