Marin Tran dodged with agility, choked, and unsheathed his sword.

Choke choke!

Dozens of guards drew their swords at the same time!

In the light of the dock, the sword shone with a cold light.

Polivier's guards numbered only twenty horsemen, twice as many as Marin's.

But they used spears.

A black spear that is twice as long as a sword.

The captain snorted softly, and the spear pointed at the sky was flattened, and the tip of the spear was aimed at the swordsmen, forming a scattered fan.

There are many people, a spear commander, and occupy the favorable terrain, and everyone is on horseback.

Polliver's army was a true lancer, unlike the infantry guards of the big-headed Chiswick. Fighting immediately, the lancers were specially trained, both individually and in teams, and were well trained.

Swords against spears, horses against horses, are all disadvantages.

The confrontation scene of 20 spears and more than 50 long swords in the fan-like area was evenly matched. If you want to divide the winner and loser, you can only fight for the result.

And both sides are red-robed! The warriors are all from the same place - the West!

Marin Tran shouted in a deep voice: "General, I am ordered by Her Majesty the Queen Mother to carry out important official duties, put away your sword, so that the sword will not be ruthless." ”

As the Iron Guard of the Royal Forest, with the title and official authority of Marin Tran, to say such a thing is actually quite a concession.

If it weren't for the fact that there was a magic mountain behind these people, Marin Tran would have slashed with his sword.

His swordsmanship, although not super-top-notch, is also very good. Coupled with the official authority and privileges of the Imperial Guard, the courage is strong, and it helps the sword to move!

Polliver was on horseback, Marin Tran and his party were on the ground, they had horses, they didn't ride, they were leading, and now the brothers had thrown away the reins. Warhorses have undergone special training and will not run wild just because they have let go of the rope.

For docks piled with debris, the advantages of fighting on horseback are likely to be negated or even negatively affected in actual combat.

In fact, Polivier really has itchy hands!

He had no murderous intent towards Marin Tran, and he was mainly eager to try his hand at the swordsmanship of the invincible Kingsguard.

These guys wear white robes every day, show off their might, they are said to be the top knights among the knights, they are noble, they are arrogant, and everywhere they go, other generals salute them, and they still ignore them, high up, these are really a little - him in the eyes of Polivier!

Polivier is a person who doesn't play cards according to the card, and the confrontation atmosphere is tense, and a change is likely to cause a bloody battle between the two sides, but in fact, the original intention of the Magic Mountain is not willing to have a bloody battle within itself before the battle with the enemy.

Polivier grinned, "Sir, I am now going to challenge you as a knight, and I have nothing to do with the other brothers. If you win me, I'll help you intercept the big ship. His sword pointed at the summer dream, which was stepping away.

"General, I accept your challenge, but not now, tomorrow, at ten o'clock in the morning, I will be on time for the appointment!" Marin Tran said coldly.

Open decisive battle, kill this guy, and the magic mountain has nothing to say.

The knights fought a decisive battle, and the king could not force interference.

"Now is it!" Polivier grinned, and suddenly shouted, slashing his horse and slashing with his sword.

When there was a bang, Marin Tran could not avoid it, there was a horse behind him, there was something behind the horse, and behind him, there was the river.

Marin gripped his sword in both hands and struggled to block. An unrivaled force came from the sword, and Polyver took advantage of the horse, twisting and borrowing strength, and the strength was strong, Marin Tran was caught off guard, and failed to use all his strength, and the long sword almost escaped.

The cold light flashed, and the second time came, and it was still a simple and direct head split!

Turning the wrist, the long sword drew an arc, from the bottom up, from the top to press, the arm drove the weight of the body, carrying the inertia of the downward split, this time the force was more fierce.

A simple downward slash loses the complicated skills of swordsmanship, pushing speed and power to the extreme

While!

There was another loud bang, and sparks flew everywhere.

Marin Tran stumbled and hit a large pile of wooden boxes with his back, which fell with a bang. Marin took advantage of the situation to stabilize his body, and his long sword crossed his chest to guard against the unexpected.

The cold light flashed, and the third split came again, with the power of the first and second times, the strength was more round and faster!

While!

In the midst of the sparks, Marin Tran knocked over the wooden box behind him, fell on his back, clicked, and crushed a wooden box, and the long sword was out of his hand, and the tiger's mouth was numb.

The guards were shocked and hurriedly grabbed to protect Sir from Polivier from taking the opportunity to kill.

Polivier laughed, stopped his hand, and said with a smile: "Sir, I have won the!

Marin Tran was so angry!

The opponent suddenly moved, relying on the horse's momentum, condescendingly, and slashed a chain, and suppressed Marin Tran's power in the first split, so that Marin Tran had ten points of strength and only used seven points, followed by two consecutive splits, the force was stronger and faster, and he swayed arbitrarily, so that the passive defense of Marin Tran's strength could only be weaker and weaker at a time, and he simply could not have enough time to adjust his posture in order to fight with force.

The other side is taking advantage of the trickery, not the real contest!

He should know that it's not that Marin Tran is inferior to him.

However, Polivier was ashamed to declare victory in the duel, and to the sound of laughter, his guards shouted in unison: Ho!

Marin Tran was half dead of rage, his hands and feet were weak, and his chest ached! He stood up with the help of the guards, who fetched a sword for him.

Polivier was on his horse, and he saw Blackwater Bay, and the summer dream was far away, leaving only a vague shadow in the night!

The Kingsguard is looking for trouble, and the big ship leaves.

Polivier grinned and turned his horse's head, "Brothers, let's go!"

Swish!

Twenty lancers put away their flat-ended spears, which stood upright with their spears pointed upwards.

The sound of hooves was heard, and Polivier and his party walked away.

"My lord, what are we going to do next?" asked the centurion of the centurion.

Marin Tran turned to look at the Blackwater River, where the summer dream was no longer visible.

Swish!

In a flash of cold light, Marin Tran's sword slashed at the petty official who led them to find the ship. In the midst of the screams, the petty official fell, and Marin slashed the young man's throat with a sword.

*

Cersei looked at Marin Tran's dirty robe and Mandenmoore's bruised nose and swollen face, she smiled and took a small sip of wine.

Lady Tanda stood beside the queen with a look of disbelief.

She was surprised by the successive defeats of the Kingsguard.

First the hound went to the Prime Minister's Tower, and the Prime Minister was not invited, but 'no one was in the Tower', and then Marin Tran and Mandon Moore came back even more embarrassed.

Marin Tran's white robe was stained with something somewhere, a large area of black. And Sir Mandon Moore, who has always been silent, was beaten this time with a blue nose and swollen face, and blood on his beard.

"What's going on?" said the Queen Mother Cersei softly, smiling, with a playful look in her eyes.

"Your Majesty, we arrived at the Iron Gate, and learned that Jeslin Bywatt had gone to the docks, so we rushed to the docks, and we had just found out that Jaslyn Bywatt had taken Sir Aral Tim and others to the 'Summer Dream' from Pantos, and we went to track down the Summer Dream, and then we met the patrol of the Magic Mountain Army, one of whom was named Polivier, who was obstructed by it, and wanted to duel me, and while I was unprepared, he sneaked up on my horse, and I was knocked down by him, and I stained my white robe. The Summerdream merchant ship escaped, a galleon with oarsmen. ”

"Oh, why are you unprepared? They are the people of the Magic Mountain, they are all hooligans and bandits, they are never lacking in treachery and cunning, viciousness and cruelty, don't you understand this?" Cersei asked softly.

Marin Tran immediately knelt down on one knee and lowered his head: "The minister is not doing well, please ask Her Majesty the Queen Mother to condemn the crime!"

Cersei snorted softly and shook the wine glass in her hand, and the red wine in the glass swirled slightly, forming a vortex: "Sir Mandon Moore, who beat you like this?"

Mandon Moore understated as if he had not been beaten: "Back to Her Majesty the Queen Mother, I rushed to the Royal Fleet to transfer a warship to pursue; ”

"Who beat you? How many of them did you knock over?"

Mandon Moore didn't answer, and kept his mouth shut.

"Okay, I see, you guys go down. ”

"Obey, Your Majesty the Queen Mother!"

*

"Queen Mother, the Magic Mountain is a hindrance, we need to win over the Magic Mountain. Lady Tanda said. Her 'we' naturally tied herself to the Queen Mother Cersei and became a united front alliance.

"How to woo in?"

"Send someone to invite him to talk first, and see how the magic mountain reacts. What the Magic Mountain wants, let's see if we can give it. ”

Cersei didn't answer, pacing around the room.

Summer's Dream has left the port, and Al Tim and the others will be taken to the little devil somewhere?But no matter where they go, or if they are thrown into the sea, it is certain that the little devil does not want to force Al to accuse Cersei of the plan to order the indiscriminate killing of innocents, so there is no need to worry about the royal trial or something.

However, the little devil is so bright, then he has to be eradicated.

Wooing the Magic Mountain?

Indeed, whether it is public or private, it is always the most beneficial for oneself to win over the Magic Mountain.

Cersei stopped and said to Lady Tanda, "Madame is right, we need to talk to the Magic Mountain immediately. ”

"Her Majesty the Queen Mother is wise!" Mrs. Tanda hurriedly complimented.

"Hound!" Cersei shouted.

The hound pushed the door in, and he looked more burly and majestic in a white robe, and he was also much more pleasing to the eye, but the armor inside the white robe had a lot of scratches and was old, and the hilt of the long sword was also damaged, and the paint of the scabbard was peeling, which really did not have the noble temperament of the royal guards.

"Go and find the Magic Mountain to meet me, no matter where he is, no matter how late it is, tell him that I will be waiting for him in Meggor Tower. ”

"Yes, Your Majesty the Queen Mother. ”

*

Half an hour later, the door of Her Majesty's dormitory was pushed open, and the Hound and the Magic Mountain walked in. The hound withdrew after returning to the Queen Mother, and continued to stand at the gate to perform his duties. As for the intrigues and tricks in the gate, it was not his concern.

"Demon Mountain, what do I need to pay if I were to bribe you and put you on my side against all those who threaten me?"

*

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