The war hammer swept, the terrifying power could not be resisted, and the double knives in the warrior's hands were like being dragged by a galloping war horse, and they couldn't hold the weapon at all!

The scimitar that was smashed high and flew up was even broken in two!

This warrior recognized by four large tribes and three medium-sized tribes widened his eyes with a look of horror and disbelief, his hands cracked, and his arms trembled slightly.

The Kao, who were watching, were equally surprised.

What qualities of the Arak scimitar they know very well.

It was actually broken by a hammer in battle!

What a terrifying power is this?

With a contemptuous expression, Robert swung his hammer lightly and smashed, then stopped at the head of the panicked warrior who closed his eyes: "You lost!"

Through Arthur's aloud translation, the Kao came back to their senses, and the warrior who closed his eyes and thought he was destined to die opened his eyes, and then in frustration grabbed his braid and took out a knife to cut it off.

Seeing this, Arthur hurriedly took the prepared box and put the braids in it, which was a symbol of the victory over the Dothraki warriors.

"Do you Kao want to fight again?"

In the face of the young man's inquiry, the gloomy Kao looked at each other, remembering that they could pick their opponents at will, and suddenly one of Kao sent his own blood.

Take on Eddard Stark, the silent wolf.

"Ed, play nicely!" After defeating only one warrior, the bastard emperor was a little unsatisfied, but he still walked down and didn't mess around.

In fact, he really wanted to kill all seven Kao to show his bravery and strength!

Looking at the expressionless Grand Duke of the North, with a serious and solemn look with a sword in both hands, the Blood Alliance Guard thought that he had a good chance of winning.

At least not against Robert, who was holding a war hammer, and he knew it was not easy when he looked at the fat man.

This mediocre middle-aged man should not be difficult to deal with, Westeros fights mostly by iron clothes, he does not have it, and it is certainly not his opponent.

Thinking about it, the Blood Alliance Guard danced his scimitar and attacked wildly!

"Zheng~"

I saw a flash of cold light from the long sword.

The scimitar that slashed at Ed's neck was blocked, and before the Blood Allies could make a second attack, the sharp tip of the sword was already aimed at his heart!

To others, the Blood Alliance Guard, who was attacking wildly with a scimitar, was like crashing into Duke Stark's sword.

Arthur: "The Emperor of Westeros is the warhammer in hand, and the Duke of Stark is the sword in hand, and there is no shame in losing to them, Kao, do you want to continue?"

"I'm coming!"

Horokao, who sent the *|Blood Alliance, personally went into battle, wanting to know how his blood could suddenly be so stupid.

Ed seems to be so calm and calm all the time.

Clenching the long sword with both hands, his face was expressionless, his attitude was serious and serious, facing Kao who roared and killed, the sharp sword was as fast as lightning, still blocking like that, still sending the sword so strongly.

Horokao's neck was pressed against the cold blade.

He lost.

Lose neatly!

But Horo was not convinced!

He is Kao of a large tribe, commanding 7,000 warriors, and he lost to an outsider like this, how will he serve the people in the future?

The scimitar suddenly swept away the long sword that stopped in front of his neck, and the hideous-looking Huo Luo swung his knife fiercely, wanting to kill Ed and humiliate him with snow!

In the face of the sudden outbreak of Kao, Ed still had no expression on his face, his eyes did not have a trace of waves, and the sword momentum turned, and the cold light swept with the wind.

The blade slashed through the blood.

Looking at Horokao, who was kneeling on the ground and covering his wound in the abdomen, his Blood Alliance Guards were in a commotion, and they all drew their knives and wanted to rush over and slash Ed, who had seriously injured him.

Seeing this, Arthur hurriedly shouted, "You want to disturb the duel?"

Hearing this, some of the Blood Alliance guards under Huo Luo's command looked at the other six Kao with solemn expressions, and some still walked towards Ed with their swords.

Arthur waved his hand to stop Robert, Barristan and others who wanted to rush up, walked quickly to Horo's side, put him on the ground, stuffed him back into his intestines, and quickly urged the holy light in his body to use healing.

On the occasion of his death, Horo was weakened by blood loss, but he did not die directly.

Of course, with Arthur's rough treatment of the wound, the possibility of infection is extremely high, and whether he can survive in the future depends on the will of God.

"You Kao aren't dead yet!"

was besieging Ed, and one of the Blood Alliance guards had already fallen with a sword, and the rest of the people suddenly stopped when they heard this, and Zacocao drove his horse over to check, and the pale Horo was indeed alive.

They were unwilling, but Kao was so important that they could only give up their revenge on Ed and take the injured leader to the doctor.

Arthur drew his sword: "I thought the Dothraki were worthy of respect, but I didn't expect you to be so shameless! Who else is not convinced, this time I will be the opponent, you can go together!"

Hearing this, the Dothraki were immediately enraged, but Horokao was indeed disgraceful just now, and the warriors behind the six Kao did not move.

The two of the Middle Tribes, Kao, Seke and Hahoro, all went down with the Blood Alliance Guard with their swords.

There were nine of them!

Robert, Eddard, Barristan, Varian and the others knew Arthur's strength and held the power of the Light, so there was no need for them to worry at all.

Moreover, it was clear that the Holy Shield was invulnerable, and this kid also took a shield at his instigation.

Nine people besieged.

Arthur, sword and shield, was as silent and earnest as Eddard.

Swords!

Gold and iron collide with each other.

With Arthur's swordsmanship and skill, it was a bit of a scramble to deal with nine battle-hardened Dothraki warriors.

He didn't use the power of the Holy Light to directly confront the enemy, but wanted to test the power blessing that he had recently researched and applied to a single target.

Blessings and blessings, with extraordinary strength.

Nine Dothraki warriors with extraordinary skills and strong physiques can easily block Arthur with all their strength, and then flung them aside with the movement of his long sword, or retreated again and again!

The amazing power is hard to resist, the long sword slashes and stabs, and their lives are in danger if they dodge a little slower than half a minute!

With one against nine, Arthur fought well.

Shield Strike!

Collision!

Fearing that he would provoke a rebellion among the Slavs, he could have solved one with a sword, but Arthur did not kill them, and only knocked them out one by one.

"Do you want to continue?"

Putting down the nine, Arthur stood with his sword on his sword and looked at the other Kao.

Hearing this, the Kao discussed in a whisper for a moment, and then Morukao muttered: "You are very powerful, you are all real warriors, but so many of our compatriots have died, it can't be regarded as if it didn't happen!"

Arthur somehow took this over, but Kao had no intention of ordering the army to attack, and immediately understood that there was still room for things to turn around.

The Dothraki who were killed were not members of their tribe, they died when they died, and there was no need to avenge Arthur and others for those dead.

The strength of Robert, Eddard, Arthur and others has already been seen.

The Kaos were extremely jealous.

Seeing that the boy easily won with one enemy and nine without taking his life, they speculated that the information that everyone had amazing strength was very likely to be true.

If you really fight, tens of thousands of horses will inevitably lose a lot!

These tens of thousands of warriors were a patchwork of four large tribes, three medium-sized tribes, and many smaller tribes in the west, and none of them wanted to lose too many soldiers and horses and then be swallowed up by others.

To put it bluntly, they also agreed to settle the matter peacefully, but they had to save face!

"We're going to talk about it. ”

As Arthur spoke, he relayed Morukao's words to Robert, Eddard, and the others.

The warlike Emperor was tempted to say "Scared of the fart", and then brandished his war hammer and rushed towards the tens of thousands of Slavs.

But considering that there are only more than 100 people on his side, even if his son can make the soldiers have amazing strength, the difference in numbers is too great, so he can only calm down and ponder.

Ed muttered, "How about trying to make a promise to them?"

Francis shook his head: "They may not believe our promises, and with the current situation, I am afraid it is difficult to believe that the promises can be fulfilled." ”

Barristan: "Why don't you use gold?"

The gold was the spoils of war they had obtained from the Dothraki all the way over, and they were going to use it to buy the Unsullied, although I don't know how much they could buy, but it was better than nothing, how could Robert be willing?

"No way!"

Everyone didn't know that it would take soldiers to return to Westeros, but now tens of thousands of Slavs were eyeing it.

Ed sighed helplessly, "But we can't do anything better." ”

"Damn it, then give it to them. ”

...... To be continued......