Demon Mountain pushed away the mask, which allowed for easier breathing and better vision, the enemy archers had retreated, and Demon Mountain felt safe: "Priest Dalti Kuntina, what tribe are you?"

"The Fouca tribe. ”

"What's the name of the young leader?"

"Joyce Foka. ”

"I still don't understand, why did he order his eight guards to cut down our flag?"

"If you don't have a flag in your heart, no one will come to protect it. There were also people from the outside world who came to our peninsula with the Three Dragons Banner to hire soldiers at a high price, and as soon as our warriors grabbed the flag, they gave the flag with both hands. ”

"Retreat only because you don't want to come into conflict with you, and no one will know that you are tempting, and you are tempting with human life. ”

"The warriors who came to grab the flag were all selected and tested by God, and most of the warriors were not qualified for this supreme glory. ”

"But this time, all of your flag-grabbing soldiers are dead. ”

"They died without regrets. My lord, they have also gained eternal life, and so have your Blackstone Banner Officer. Who does not die before the gods without a devout faith, and they do not die, they go to the temple of the god of blood. ”

The Magic Mountain was silent.

The flag-grabbing warriors see death as glory and a rare opportunity.

Moshan hopes that these beautiful opportunities will be left to others as much as possible, and that he and the people of Klegane would do well to help others.

If it weren't for Jenny who had seen through this flag grabbing trick, Moshan believed that he was not willing to have a full-scale conflict with the other party directly, and the other party was just here to cut off the two flagpoles, so he would cut them down. But if you really cut them, that's the beginning of the disaster......

The brain circuits of the people on the Crab Claw Peninsula are strange and different, Jane warned.

"We are all people with special affection for House Targaryen, Priestess Daltiquintina, for the sake of our shared respect for dragons, can I let you and Joyce Foca go?"

"You are already the most sincere friend of our Fooka tribe, my lord. Dolti Kuntina said.

"But will you kill us if you are out of my control? After all, you swore to let the crows peck at the corpses of all of us. ”

"That was before the adults told me about the dragon's resurrection. The name of the Dragon Family revival you are talking about is Daenerys Targaryen?!"

"Yes, I swear in the name of the gods, in the honor of the family, that my name is true. ”

"Thank you so much for being so candid with us with the name of the new King of House Targaryen, and the news of the resurrection of the dragon, and that Dolti Quintina is willing to lead you in and out of the Crab Claw Peninsula. ”

"Priestess Dorguntina, in the name of the God of Blood, I trust in your piety, but Joyce Foca wants my Ice Sword, and his eyes tell me that he still wants to rob my wife, Jane Westerling, can I trust him?"

The eyes of the magic mountain are in the torch!

Although he didn't know the secrets of the Blood God, nor did he know the abilities of the Seven Gods, and he didn't have a sense of closeness to Melisandre's Red God, he had eyes to see, a heart to think, and a mind to judge. These things about wisdom have been repeated by Jakunhegar the Faceless and Silio Friel, the dance teacher, to Arya Stark.

"Your Excellency, since you have trusted me and told me the dragon's secrets, I will naturally make Joyce Foca dispel his greed and cut off his love for Lady Zun. ”

The Magic Mountain looked at Dolti Quintina, he believed that she could do this, but he still had to be prepared with both hands: "Priest Dolti Quantina, I still hope that you and Joyce Foca can accompany us to the Warner family's territory. “

"As you wish, my lord. ”

Dolti Kuntina turned to speak to Joyce Foca in the local language.

Joyce Foca said in lingua franca: "Lord Magic Mountain, the blood god has guided you to the Crab Claw Peninsula, the dragon god has connected you to us, you are already our friends, the Fuqua people only steal the lives of the enemy and the belongings of the guests, and will not do anything to friends and family." “

He looked at Jane, who was beautiful and elegant but not unheroic in the carriage: "Madame, when the light of the moon in the sky fills the night sky, the stars will be in love. Allow me to keep this love in my heart. “

"Lord Duke, Lady Jane, in the name of the God of Blood, Joyce Foca has nothing to blaspheme Lady of. ”

Magic Mountain and Jenny glanced at each other, knowing that the time had come: "Captain Erin, untie the rope of Joyce's leader and give him another horse." “

Joyce Foka's rope was untied, the wildness and anger in his eyes disappeared, and the pure gaze of the mountain child returned to his eyes: "Lord Magic Mountain, can I ride back my own horse?"

Joyce's horse was a very good horse, pure brown, and its fur was as shone as satin, as if it had been oiled.

The horses of the Magic Mountain are not as good as Joyce's thoroughbreds.

"As you wish. Magic Mountain said.

"Our esteemed priest of the Fukka tribe, I also hope that she will ride back to her mount. ”

Magic Mountain glanced at Joyce Focca, whose face was so swollen on the left that he couldn't see his eyes, this young man was thinking about Dalti Quintina everywhere, why? It couldn't be that he had taken a fancy to Dalti Quantina, the priest was a god-like figure in his heart. But to maintain her like this, Moshan is always sensitive to a hint of deliberate compliments.

"Priest Doltiquintina, do you want to get back on your mount too?"

"Yes, if you agree. ”

Priest Dolty rides with the Magic Mountain. She was a priest and a woman.

Wizards who believe in the blood god are not unclose to men, and Jane's branch is a descendant of the blood of the witch.

"As you wish, Priest Doldi Quintina. Moshan said, with an honorific in his words.

Since Priest Dultikuntina is indeed in a revered position, it is better to respect her.

Half an hour later, the procession walked out of the mountain road between the two mountains, and in front of it was an open flat land, and when they looked into it on the left, there was no edge in sight, and there was a valley plain in the shape of a trumpet that was getting wider and wider. On both sides of the plain are yellow-brown cliffs, as if cut by giants with axes, and they stand vertically, and there is no grass.

The group came to the entrance to the valley plain, where a small stream flowed through the mouth of the valley and into the hills and mountains on the right-hand side that stretched into the distance.

The magic mountain looked far away, and he saw the green grass, flowers, trees and crops in the valley, like a worldly resort.

"My lord, turn left from here, turn into the valley plain, walk fifty miles, and you will see the small village of our tribe, and after walking a hundred miles, it is the Fuka market of our tribe. The widest part of the plain is a hundred miles, and it is where we Fuka people have lived for generations. Dolti Kuntina said.

"Walk straight from here, and you're into Warner family territory. Joyce Focca, the leader of the boys, said.

Joyce Foca's right wrist was hung around his neck with a bandage, and where the wrist was broken, Jenny was fixed and bound with two wooden strips wrapped around soft cloth, so that the broken bone was fixed and would not be painful due to friction, whether he was riding or walking.

Jenny is proficient in medicine, and breaking bones is a trivial matter. But a wrist bone like Joyce, which was strongly broken by the Magic Mountain, had better be removed by surgery because of the small broken bones, otherwise it would be difficult to heal.

Cobain is an expert in this area.

However, looking at the expressions of Joyce himself and Dalti Quintina, they don't seem to pay attention to such injuries, and maybe after going back, Dalti Quintina has some bone grafting secret techniques.

Jenny applied herbs to the left side of Joyce's face, and along the way, the effect of the swelling was very obvious.

The doctor's skills were completely different from the doctor's skills of the priests, and Jane wanted to relieve Joyce's pain first, and Dorty didn't feel that it would affect her authority. Instead, she was interested in watching Jenny briefly deal with Joyce's injuries.

"Priest Dourty, Chief Joyce, can we invite you to join us in the Warner family's domain?" said the Magic Mountain. With hostages in hand, the security will be higher, especially for priests.

Before he could finish speaking, two horses rushed out of the valley, shouting from afar, and Magic Mountain, Janie, and the Clegane looked at each other, they couldn't understand what the other was shouting.

Dortikuntina, Joyce Foca, and the hundred-man cavalry warriors of the Fuqua tribe were all overjoyed, and they were all excited, as if great good things had fallen from the sky and smashed on their heads with a click.

The sound of horses' hooves sounded, and a hundred Fuca cavalry regiments that had been slowly following behind the Clegane army also let out many shouts, beat their horses around the Clegane army, and galloped towards the valley plain. The centurion and the two guards came to Joyce Foca and Dorty Quintina, and shouted excitedly, and Dourty and Joyce also chirped and shouted to each other for a while, and then, the centurion and the two guards shouted out the voice of Dororo.

Two horsemen who had come to report the news rushed up, and fought to make a fuss about the priest and the young chief, and they were spitting and spitting, and their faces were red and their necks were thick, and the two horses under their crotches were very good, but they were running wheezing, and there was white foam on their mouths.

Magic Mountain, Dunson, Bolliver, Brienne, Zeli and the others were all confused, and they didn't understand what these people were talking about.

Everyone looked excited. The hundred-man cavalry around the young leader had long been impatient and unbearable, and they just wanted to get off the reins and rush into the valley.

The cavalry of the three hundred-man team and the two-hundred-horse cart team here in the Magic Mountain were completely ignored by these people.

At last, Joyce Focca waved his hand, and the two horsemen who had come to report the news turned their horses' heads with joyful faces, and Dororo shouted and galloped into the valley.

Joyce Focao's face was flushed, he glanced at Dorgy Quantina, his eyes were full of excitement, and he said in a lingua franca: "Lord Magic Mountain, Lady Jenny, a few miles ahead is the Warner family territory, I sent my captain Lancelot Fuca to escort you into the Warner territory, I have a very, very important urgent matter with the honorable priest, and we must rush back to the Foca Bazaar immediately." “

Magic Mountain glanced at Jenny, who nodded slightly.

Demon Mountain said: "In the name of the blood god, with the blessing of the gods, since we are already trusted friends, you can go." I hope you can get the favor of the blood god and get everything you want. ”

"Thank you, Lord Magic Mountain. As if his severed hand and face were gone, Joyce Foca shouted and galloped away.

His hundred-man team immediately followed, and the priestess roared away like a whirlwind of clouds. Dororo Dororo's shouts resounded through the valley.

A big man and two horsemen stayed, staring at the distant backs of their comrades, eager to catch up immediately.

The big man was apparently the captain of the young chief's guard, Lancelot Fuka.

"Go too. Magic Mountain said.

Lancelot Fuka was overjoyed, and it seemed that happiness had come so suddenly that he almost jumped off his horse and got down on one knee in gratitude, but time was too precious for him to catch up.

"Lord Magic Mountain, Lady Jenny, generals, I ...... Thank you......" He had already circled his horses as he spoke, and at the last word the three horses had already run a long way, and the last words were shouted from his horseback.

Brienne watched the horses gallop up like smoke and dust, "What's going on in the Fooka tribe?"

Polivo shrugged, "I guess their lord gave birth to a son, or possibly a daughter. ”

"I think it was their Fokka lord who married the blood god as his wife. Sir Graden laughed flirtatiously.

"These barbarians are always mysterious, and their gods are strange. Dunson said.

"My lord, ma'am, honestly, I want to go along and have a look. "Their priests have said that we are friends, and they will not ask us if we would like to go together." ”

"I had no interest in their gods and things. "Don't you notice another thing, if we can breed thoroughbreds of theirs, our cavalry will be truly invincible." ”

"Their horse keeping secrets are never passed on. Jenny said.

"We can buy it. "But I guess I probably can't afford to buy a horse at all." ”

"I'd love to have a horse like theirs, even if it's fifty gold dragons, I'm willing to buy it. I love white. Brienne said in a tone full of envy.

"If only I could have one, any color. Zeli said.

"Maybe we can buy one or two. "But don't forget, we're here on a conscription mission." Your Excellency Prime Minister has given us two months to build up a navy and one month to wipe out all pirates in the Blackwater River and the waters of the territory. ”

"Conscription? We need naval soldiers, we have to go to the fishing village by the sea. "Here is a few hundred miles to the sea, and more tribes will pass." ”

"Don't worry, Sir Gradan, when Lord Magic Mountain accepts Com Warner as an attendant, and then asks Warner's people to distribute the supplies to the families of hundreds of soldiers who died in battle according to the list, we will get the support of these people, and it will be easier to recruit soldiers or buy horses." ”

Magic Mountain looked at his soldiers: "The captain and commander of the Royal Warhammer, George Gar, has three children in the Gal tribe, and I promised Captain George Gal to take his son as an adopted son, I think, with this relationship, we will also get the support of the Gal family." ”

"The Garr family is in a large town by the sea, a town of more than a dozen fishing villages, in the easternmost part of the peninsula. "When I was a courtier under King Robert, I managed the logistics of the fleet for a while, and I was a petty officer with whom I knew George Gall, and he always wanted his family to leave the peninsula and come to life in King's Landing. ”

"Really?" asked Erin, "the people of the Peninsula want to leave their homes and enter King's Landing?"

"Yes. The peninsula was barren, there were frequent wars between tribes, and some of the young tribesmen had the opportunity to come to King's Landing, but a considerable number of them did not resist the outside world, and they did not want to live in their homeland. These people will be willing to come out and become soldiers. ”

Magic Mountain leads the way and leads the Clegane Army into Warner's territory.

In Warner Territory, where there are more rocks than dirt and hills more than flat, the plains of the Valley of Fooka are like paradise in comparison.

The road is getting harder and harder, and in front, the carriage can no longer pass.

"The car is gone, put the goods on the horse. "The magic mountain ordered.

A cavalryman with two horses, plus a horse pulling a carriage, transformed the team into a horse team that sent goods to the countryside.

Half an hour later, the procession passed through a dense forest, and a foul smell came from the side of the road, and a corpse in ordinary clothes and bare feet was lying on the grass by the roadside.

Brienne dismounted, flipped over the corpse, and with a startled sound, the generals were on alert.

The height of the magic mountain, riding on the horse, saw a corpse that had lost half of its face. Looking at the horrible wound, this person seems to have been bitten off half of his face by some wild beast, but I don't know if he was bitten off before he was alive or after he died.