(Today's update is 11,000 words, and I want to order it in full.) ）

The people around him are taller than the little devils.

He ran through the crowd with an axe.

A group of people around him who exude an extremely dangerous aura give the little devil the feeling that they are waiting for him to make a mistake and hack him to death with a sword.

This mistake naturally included shouting a warning to the defenders on the city walls, so that the defenders woke up and blew the horn.

The little devil's heart is pounding, shouting or not shouting?

Sacrifice one of me and be happy to my father!

But he quickly dismissed this thought, for he had come under the city wall, and a crack had been opened in the gate.

It's said to be a gap, but it's actually the width of seven or eight people running side by side.

The gates had fallen, and the air was filled with blood.

There were fierce battles here, but they were short-lived, and there were not many soldiers defending the city, so they were raided and all killed!

There were two generals standing at the gate, urging everyone to hurry up, one of them had a female voice, and the little devil was probably Brienne, because the general was very tall, helmet-and-mask, and it was impossible to see who it was.

The warriors poured in like ghosts, no shouts, no slogans, except for footsteps, the clatter of swords and the scraping of armor.

The little devil also poured into the city gate.

He could see that this was the Dragon Gate.

The Dragon's Gate, the gate to the north of the city, is named after the dragon's lair on top of the Rhaenys Hill.

The team continued to run, looking up to see the dragon's lair, a huge structure on the top of the hill that had once been home to the Targaryen family's dragons.

The little devil was amazed that he was able to keep up with the team.

On the other side of the city, there was a sudden light as daylight, and then the sound of a horn sounded, the sound of an enemy attack.

The sound came from the south, the direction of the king's martial arts arena.

One south and one north, with both sides fighting at the same time? That's definitely not a good idea. The Magic Mountain has a total of 12,000 troops, and it is precisely the best tactic to concentrate on one point.

The little devil didn't have time to think about it, because someone knocked on his helmet, and his head thundered: "Hurry up, or I'll kill you." ”

The little devil realizes that he has fallen behind, and he has to struggle to keep up with the beasts.

The team entered the street, and there were torches on both sides of the street, and he saw the people around him clearly, as burly as a big black bear.

His nickname is the Great Black Bear, a native of King's Landing, a native of King's Landing, and Rolger, who was on death row underground in King's Landing's Red Keep with Jakunhegar the Faceless, and the highest commander of the Enchanted Mountain Law Enforcement Team. On the other side of him was a skinny guy with long arms, a mute boy with fangs that had been trained by Rolger to fight beasts since childhood. He bared his teeth at the imp as he ran, as if the imp were a beast that had invaded his territory.

The gang looked very angry in their hearts, and the little devil guessed that the magic mountain ordered them to run with the little devil, which made it impossible for their team to rush to the front line as fast as possible.

At least, there was no one in the door-breaking battle, and by the time they received the order to start running, the gates had already been broken by internal and external attacks.

On the other side, there was a faint shout, and countless voices were heading towards the King's Gate and the Lion's Gate to the south.

Damn, the Demon Mountain is obviously attacking the Giant Dragon Gate in the north.

Running down the street, the little devil suddenly spotted a white cloth hanging from the gate of a portal, embroidered with the Red Smoke Beast and the Ice Sword.

The family crest of the Magic Mountain.

He was busy and glanced at the houses on both sides of the street, every house was closed, there was not a single idler on the street, and at the door of each gate hung a cloth embroidered with the Red Smoke Beast and the Ice Sword.

He remembered the information from his uncle Kai von Lannister: anyone with the Red Smoke Beast Ice Sword pattern was the family of the Demon Mountain Warrior and would not be harmed in any way.

This also proves from the side that the hearts of the people have lived in the authority of the Magic Mountain. Every household, word of mouth, proves the prestige of the Magic Mountain with actions.

The magic mountain's exploits in protecting King's Landing, the bread that it gave to the people of King's Landing in the most difficult times, now show its power: the people's heart is an invisible force, but also the most powerful force, the foundation of the supreme power.

There was a fierce battle sound in front, the sound of swords striking was very dense, and the shouts also sounded suddenly, countless torches fell from the sky like starlight, and the army in front rushed to the dragon's lair, and the battle broke out in the dragon's lair like a wildfire.

The Dragon's Lair is the base camp of 18,000 people in the western realm, and now there are only 8,000 troops stationed in it, and the other 10,000 people are assigned to the Steel Gate and the Mud Gate, and the 6,000 garrison is heavily armed.

The raiding party of the Magic Mountain has their sights on this place, because the Western Frontier Army is the descendant of Duke Tywin, the most loyal army.

Despair rose in the little devil's heart, and every step of the magic mountain was as precise as a calculation. He originally thought that the Magic Mountain was going to raid the Red Fort through the secret passage and directly control the many ministers and officials in the Red Keep, but no, what the Magic Mountain wanted to destroy was the living force in the hands of Duke Tywin: the Western Army!

As for Prime Minister Tari, the King and Queen Mother of Megaru, the Virgin Curie Mestiril and the Queen of Thorns, he had no intention of raiding and taking it.

And his father's plan is to send elites to guard the Red Fort to prevent the death squads of the Demon Mountain from suddenly pouring out of the ground.

Little Devil's plan to defend against the Red Keep: Failed!

Tywin's main steel and mud doors: Miss!

The King's Gate and the Lion Gate, which were guarded by the Tyrell family, suddenly sounded an earth-shattering shout, which abruptly lit up half of the sky, but there was no sound of swords clashing, and there was no sound of battle.

That's a suspicious tactic!

The little devil followed the team and rushed into the dragon's lair camp, full of fire, corpses, burning tents, and the black shadows of the battle shaking in front of him, and suddenly the loud voice of the magic mountain was as loud as a bell: "Rolger, fangs, notepad, what the hell are you doing, even ants run faster than you, left wing! left wing!"

Rolger's stomach was full of resentment, he glared at the little devil viciously, the little devil understood that this guy put all the blame for the slow march on his head, Rolger shouted: Brothers, left wing!"

The team turned to the left, and on the left, a group of Western troops was outflanking him, the attempt was obvious, when the first general waved his long sword and shouted at Rolger, the long sword slashed down, and something happened that stunned the little devil, Rolger just turned his head, let the long sword slash his shoulder, and the armor on his shoulder sparked, and the heavy axe in his hand slashed out, slashing the general's face, and the general screamed and fell down!

In just one shot, the leading general of the left wing of the Western Territory was hacked to death by Rolger with an axe!

Rumble!

The soldiers on both sides slammed into each other like two streams of iron, one black and one red. The Western Army shouted and fought, long live Tywin, long live the Western Border, long live the Rice Chicken Hall, long live the Corn City, and so on, and the soldiers of the Magic Mountain were silent, just waved their weapons forward and slashed, Luo Erjie was like a big hammer, everywhere he went, no one could stop him, the rush of the Western Army was resisted, and almost in the blink of an eye, the Western Army engaged in the front line fell one after another, and the second echelon behind began to be chaotic......

Suddenly, the little devil finds himself free!

No one was watching him, following him, beside him, countless warriors rushed forward violently, everyone was silent, like a beast that had lost its mind, only the cold light in his hand was shining, and the sound of the sword stabbing into his body kept ringing out, disgusting......

The thunderous voice of the Magic Mountain sounded again: "Brienne, Zeli, the big-headed Chiswick, right wing!"

"Ho!" the soldiers let out a loud roar.

An army roared up the hill and swooped down on the right flank of the legions that had outflanked the Magic Mountain.

Magic Mountain has taken himself as a target!

Deliberately let the Western Frontier Army outflank him left and right, and then arrange for his left and right flanks to collide.

This force was fiercer and more numerous than Rolger's, and they were so agile that the little devil saw one warrior after another roll up the hill like the wind, and all rushed to the right flank.

As a little devil surprise, the right wing of the Western Frontier Army quickly collapsed!

The little devil decided to flee, as soon as he turned around, a black shadow swooped towards him, the little devil was scared into a cold sweat, he didn't know that the army of the magic mountain could only advance and not retreat, whoever dared to retreat, the soldiers who saw it would kill him.

The little devil was startled, and hurriedly turned around, rushed towards the left flank, and turned back in a hurry, the black shadow that was going to kill him had already turned around and pounced on the right flank.

The little devil didn't dare to stay, in case the warriors on the left flank saw him grinding, it would be even worse, he ran diagonally, trying to go to the less crowded places, and kept praying in his heart not to run into the westerners, suddenly a half-collapsed one of the westerners rushed out of the burning tent, and the spear stabbed at him, Tyrion fell to the ground in fright, and the pikeman stabbed his lower abdomen again, and suddenly his body stiffened, and the blade of a long sword pierced through his belly......

"Little devil, keep up!" an unfamiliar voice shouted.

Well, he's the one who was captured as a dwarf captive!

The little devil got up, pretended to rush forward, took advantage of the lack of attention, and stabbed into the darkness again, and suddenly the sword light flashed in the darkness, and a westerner hiding here slashed at him, the little devil didn't have time to dodge, the sword light swept over his head, his dwarf figure occupied the advantage of being low, and the other party made a mistake in judging according to the voice.

At the moment of life and death, the little devil axe slashed, hitting one of the opponent's legs, the other party screamed and fell, he followed up with an axe, and cut off the opponent's head.

"Don't blame me, brother!" the little devil pulled out his axe, looked around, and before he knew it, he was in the middle of the battlefield, burning tents, collapsed houses, dead corpses, and almost all the red cloaks of the Western Army, most of the Western Army did not have time to put on armor at all, and grabbed a sword in an underwear and joined the battle.

And the left flank led by Rolger has already gone to the front.

"Little devil, what are you doing with it?"

A new team rushed up the hill from behind, startling the little devil, and he finally figured out that the army of the demon mountain was advancing or retreating, and whoever retreated would die quickly! He raised his axe and rushed forward into the tail of the left flank team without saying a word.

Suddenly, in the darkness, a horse rushed out from the left, and a long sword slashed down at him: "Little devil, you actually surrendered to the Demon Mountain!"

The little devil rolled on the spot, and the advantage of the dwarf's stature was unmatched, and he once again escaped death. The knight's sword slashed through the air, spun around the horse's head, and struck the little demon again, when suddenly a spear from the group that had just rushed up the hill from behind struck the horse.

The horse fell with a bang, crushing the knight's legs, breaking bones, and the knight screaming.

The little devil took a closer look, he knew this guy, Whitrelf, the head of the Chicken Hall, who once laughed at his unmatched beautiful figure: "Little devil, I surrender, surrender, I surrender......"

The little devil raised his axe and slashed at his mouth, and the second axe cut off his neck.

A steady stream of living force poured up the hills, and in the melee they attacked and hacked to death two soldiers from the West, a knight of House Adam Malbran, who had drunk with the imps a few times, and finally killed three badly wounded wailers, and when the war was over, the hills were filled with cheers, and he was still in a dream.

The whole battle lasted an extremely short time, only half an hour, and the battle suddenly began and ended abruptly.

The sleeping Western Frontier Army can quickly organize a legion to fight back, which is actually very remarkable.

But even more remarkable is the Magic Mountain.

He personally led his army to raid the base camp of the Western Army in Dragon's Lair, and only led a hundred Clegane death squads to attract all the firepower. He wielded his icy sword all the way, and no one could stop him, forcing the Western army to outflank him in three ways, on the left and right flanks, and this gave the law enforcement team Rolger and the logistics team notepad, who were also fighting to the death, a good opportunity to attack the left flank, and then Brienne, the big head Chiswick, and Zeli, who led the Shuqian infantry up the mountain, crushed the right flank of the Western Frontier that had turned their back to the hill with just one charge.

All the soldiers of the Western Frontier want to hack the Magic Mountain to death, every warrior, knight and knight and Sir sacrifice their lives to cut the Magic Mountain, maybe Tywin gave a very, very generous reward, who killed the Magic Mountain, will be prosperous and rich for a lifetime Tywin's idea is very good, but it happened to be used by the Magic Mountain, after the Western Army completed the encirclement of the small army of the Magic Mountain, the real Clegane infantry team rushed up to the Western Army to come to a counter-encirclement.

Perfect tactics, crushed the 8,000 infantry of the Western Frontier. Strictly speaking, six thousand infantry. Two thousand of the infantry, soldiers of the Westerling family, suddenly rioted under the leadership of Broken-nosed Rhospers, launched a rebellion, and took the Dragon's Gate in the middle of the night with two of the most elite hundreds. The rest of the infantry prepared in advance, armored with long swords, and joined the battle of the Magic Mountain.

The fire shone brightly, and the little devil saw another fierce man beside the magic mountain: a blood-stained hound.

In front of the magic mountain and the hounds, the soldiers of the Western Frontier who knelt on the ground, 3,000 people were captured, many of them had not had time to put on their armor, and many of them only had time to put on a helmet.

The remaining 3,000 soldiers were all killed!

Inside the dragon's lair, corpses were everywhere, and blood flowed like rivers.

On and below the walls of the Iron Gate, the garrison and the army of the Western Frontier were alarmed, and the generals were awakened from their sleep, hurriedly lined up, and then sent an army of 2,000 men to support, but when they reached the foot of the Reneys Hill, the team stopped: the battle on the mountain is over!

Outside the King's Gate and the Lion's Gate, where the Tyrells' army was stationed, the Magic Mountain rode his Red Smoke Beast and led the cavalry of the Clegane to show off his might outside, challenging the generals of the Riverbend Regions one by one. The generals of the river bend who got up from their sleep were dressed neatly, and none of them would go out to duel with the magic mountain.

Behind the Magic Mountain, the woods by the Blackwater River had already burned into a momentum, reflecting half of the sky.

If someone can fly in the air, they can see that there are two magic mountains in the south and north of King's Landing!

A demon mountain rode a red smoke beast, led a cavalry team at the south gate, set fire to the woods, and challenged the general of the city to defend the city of Tyrrell, and in the dragon's lair on the Rhaenys Hill to the north, the magic mountain wielded the ice greatsword, no one could stop it, and led a hundred-man regiment to break through the entire dragon's lair camp, and pierced through the entire camp from the middle! Stirring the entire western camp, and then the left and right flanks of infantry raided, completing a perfect night attack, taking down the dragon's lair camp and the mountains of grain and grass inside.

Surprise and attack unprepared!

The little devil was surrounded by soldiers, he wanted to squeeze to the magic mountain and the hound, he came to negotiate with the magic mountain, he just moved, but was firmly squeezed by several completely strange soldiers, he opened his mouth to shout the magic mountain, several short knives pierced his armor joint, and hit his vital point......

The flames of thousands of torches lit up the entire Dragon's Lair, illuminating the Dragon's Lair battlefield as if it were day.

A man rode in slowly, heavily armed, wearing an armored helmet, carrying an identical battle axe, which was stained with blood.

This man is a dwarf too! The mask is down, and his face is out of sight!

The voice of the Magic Mountain rang out: "Lord Tyrion Lannister, thank you and Ser Rafflespers for opening the gates of the Dragon Gate for us!

The Demon Mountain placed his fist on his left chest and bowed to the dwarf on the horse.

"Lord Magic Mountain. The dwarf spoke, in the same voice as the little devil.

Rumble!

The little devil's mind exploded! He himself watched himself riding a war horse and standing in front of the army in the west with the Demon Mountain.

In the shadow of the firelight, the little devil's big eyes widened...... Dumbfounded as he looked at his other self...... If the little devil hadn't been standing here by himself, he would have thought that it was him who was talking right away, and his body trembled Bernie, and that dwarf must be Bernie, Bernie, who has unparalleled ventriloquist in the world

"Our father was jealous of his great merit and military might, and when he left the Westside and became the Duke of Dragonstone, his strong jealousy made him lose control, and he ordered Kay von Lannister to slaughter all the innocent people in the Clegane Territory, and I ...... this bloody case!"

"Lord Tyrion, Lord Tywin's massacre has nothing to do with you! you don't have to blame yourself!" said the mountain in a deep voice.

"Ladies and gentlemen of the West...... I know you've always looked down on gnomes, but I know you know the truth about the bloodshed...... Here, I would like to declare in public that I have broken with Duke Tywin Lannister, and the Seven Gods bear witness that I have followed the Magic Mountain and remained loyal. “

The three thousand captives in the Western Realm looked at the little devil silently!

The little devil's deep voice said: "My father, your lord Tywin, in order to win over Dorne, wants to use the heads of Princess Messira and Lord Magic Mountain in exchange for Dorne's support, although I am a Lannister...... But his cruelty and viciousness...... Well, I shouldn't have said my biological father in front of you, you all know a very famous song, the rainy season in Castelme...... Well...... Killing everything is his usual style. He is a wicked man and absolutely without the slightest mercy!"

The audience was silent, and thirteen thousand people listened to the little devil reprimand his father Tywin Lannister! 10,000 of the infantry of the Demon Mountain, of which 5,000 rear troops had not cut down a few people, and the battle was over. 1,000 infantry guarded the battleship, and 1,000 cavalry were suspicious at the south gate.

"Now, fellow soldiers of the Western Realm, I am a follower of Lord Magic Mountain, and I volunteer to be his attendant. At the same time, I am also the rightful heir of Castle Rock in the West. Jaime Lannister is in the hands of the Northerners, he promised the Northern Stark to go to the Great Wall of Desperation as a night watchman in order to survive, my sister Cersei, the current Queen Mother, a member of the Baratheon family in the Stormlands, my father, a murderer, executioner, murderer and traitor who will soon be sent to the gallows, according to the laws of the Seven Kingdoms and the faith of the Seven Gods, I am the heir to the throne of Castle Rock and the rightful heir of the West, the soldiers of the West, submit to me, I am Lannister!"

The three thousand soldiers of the Western Frontier who were kneeling in the audience looked at each other!

"Sir Stephen Swift, are you willing to surrender to me. The little devil asked condescendingly on his horse.

Stephen Schwiffer is the head of logistics for Tywin's army, and his sister, Dona Swift, is the wife of the little devil's uncle, Kay von Lannister. Through this relationship, the Swiftville family in Corn City has become a first-class nobleman in the West.

"Phew!" Steven Sweffer spat hard. He has always looked down on the gnomes.

The little devil dismounted, carrying a battle axe: "Sir Stephen Swift, surrender or not?"

Stephen Schwiver raised his head and looked at the little devil with contempt.

The tomahawk in the little devil's hand was raised......

“...... No...... I surrender ......"

But it was too late, poof, the sharp tomahawk slashed diagonally into Stephen Swift's neck, and the second axe, when the head was chopped off, cut off Stephen Swift's head, and the body fell to the ground, red and white......

The other little devil saw his blood gushing, and the hand of the demon mountain was too vicious...... These Westlands fools, why don't they know how to let that little demon lift his mask...... Reveal your true colors......

The little devil raised his bloody axe and walked up to the other Earl of the West: "Count Farman, Count Sebaston, are you willing to submit to me. ”

"I swear by the honor of the Seven Gods and the Faman family, the Faman family of Fairy Isle, will henceforth submit to Lord Tyrion Lannister! " Sebaston Faman placed his right fist on his left chest and swore to the heavens!