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With a shout, several horsemen rushed out, and the order was given, and the Dothraki cavalry began to turn and retreat.

The faces of the governors on the city walls began to soften, some gently wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads, and some of the governors let out a long breath and returned their smiles to their chubby faces.

So a series of orders were handed down, and the rolling stones and fire oil stopped moving.

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"Hey!" "Hey!" With this very flirtatious voice, the tip of an Arak scimitar stabbed Dick Vishui's shoulder, making a piercing metal scratch on the bronze armor, "Eunuch, get out of the way." ”

Dick Weishui turned around and saw a young face, his eyes were very cold, and he had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his expression was dashing, but Dick Weishui saw the cruelty under his smile.

The guy spoke the lingua franca, and with a flick of his wrist, the tip of the knife slashed at Dick Weishui's face like a willow leaf, as if he wanted to leave a mark on Dick Weishui's face.

The Arak scimitar is a half-sword, half-sickle weapon with a long, razor-sharp blade.

The opponent's movements were too fast, as fast as the wind, Dick had no time to draw his sword, and he couldn't make a move, his head was thrown back sharply, and Arrak's scimitar swept in front of him like a white light.

The owner of the scimitar laughed, and with a flip of his wrist, the snow bright scimitar was as fast as thunder, slashing at Dick Weishui's neck.

The scabbard of the Golden Bloodthirsty Sword flickered, and the sword was drawn, and with a loud thud, Dick blocked the dangerous blow a few inches from his neck.

Dick Viche shook his body on the horse's back and almost fell off the horse.

"Corso. Drogo Kao shouted back.

Ke Soha laughed: "The blood of my blood." He laughed, "This spiked helmet doesn't move slowly." Corso put away his scimitar, "I'll come back to you later." He clamped his legs and followed behind Drogo Kao.

Dick Vishui unsheathed his sword, and another Arak scimitar tapped lightly on his shoulder, clanging twice, "Stand back, stay away from my blood!" A horse walked past Dick Viywater, and the rider was short and bald, with deep wrinkles on his forehead, obvious crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, a hooked nose, and a mouth full of broken teeth.

Dick gets out of the way.

Another Arak scimitar struck Dick Vishui's back, and when it sounded, Dick Vishui simply rode away, and a huge cavalryman with his lips closed and his eyes silent walked by, and the focus of his eyes was not on Dick Vishui's body, as if he didn't exist at all.

The trio are at the head, and the finished glyph supports Drogo Kao.

Jory Mormont and another Unsullied warrior were pushed out of the way by the Dothraki and drunk.

More than twenty cavalrymen carried Drogo Kao onto the drawbridge.

Jorah Mormont smiled at Dick Viywater: "Dick, those three people around Drogo are his blood alliance guards, with them, you can't allow other people's guards to walk by Drogo's side, don't you mind." ”

"Blood Alliance!" Dick Vishui said.

"Yes, the Blood Alliance Guard who attacked you is called Kesuo, and his sword skills are first-class, and he has killed countless people. ”

"He's really cruel and his knife skills are very good. ”

"The second elderly Blood Alliance guard is called Kohoro, and it was he who rescued Drogo as a child from the mercenaries. ”

"Oh. ”

"The third large, taciturn Blood Guard is called Hago, he is so powerful that he only needs a single blow to knock people off his horse, you better stay away from him. ”

Dick Weishui smiled slightly: "Three Blood Alliance Guards, one is young and cruel, with good bloodthirsty knife skills, one is old and experienced and kind, and one has the strength of Hago to win, very good Blood Alliance Guard!"

Jorah Mormont nodded, "Let's go." ”

The trio patted their horses and followed.

The Blood Alliance is Kao's personal bodyguard, as well as his dearest brother and companion. They are always around Kao, sharing everything about Kao, and some tribes even have the custom of sharing Kao's wife. In short, Kao eats and uses what he owns, and his three Blood Allies have the same thing.

The only thing the Blood Alliance Guard won't share is Kao's horse.

Horses are the most important thing for the Dothraki people, and a man who cannot ride a horse to fight is not worthy of being called a man.

"Will the Blood Guardians share Drogo Kao's wife?" Dick Viywater asked Jorah Mormont, speaking the lingua franca of Westeros.

Jorah stared at Dick and said lightly, "Drogo won't take his wife out to share with the Blood Alliance, he's different from the rest of Kao. He is the most powerful Kao in the Dothraki Sea, invincible. ”

"Invincible?"

"Yes, if you see Drogo's long hair and bells, it's a testimony of invincibility. For every enemy he killed, the bell from the braid was untied and tied to Drogo's long hair. ”

"Drogo is dead, and his Blood Allies will be buried with him. ”

"Yes. The Blood Guards and their Kao refer to each other as "the blood of my blood". As soon as Kao died, according to ancient tradition, the Blood Alliance Guard would also die. If Kao is killed by the enemy, the Blood Alliance will avenge Kao, and then send Kao's wife, Kalisi, to Vis Dothrak to join Doshikarin, and then follow Kao to her death. ”

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Drogo Kao followed Illyrio with his guard of more than twenty men.

No matter how many people were together, it was as if all the light was concentrated on Drogo Kao alone. He is the lion of the flock and the white crane of the flock.

Illyrio was dressed in gold satin, his beard was dyed rich gold, his fingers were full of jewels, and he wore ten fingers, and he was very fat, but when he rode beside Drogo Kao, he was as insignificant and disgraceless as a clown.

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Illyrio and Drogo Kao slowly entered the city.

Dick Vishui and Jorah Mormont also had an Unsullied Warrior who was ostracized at the end of the line by Drogo Kao's men.

Dozens of governors had come down to the city walls and greeted Drogo Kao and his party on the main street of the city gates. They were covered in gold, silver, and jewelry, all of them with big bellies, and their faces were full of smiles.

Behind him, the drawbridge had been pulled up, and the city gate had been lowered with a bang.

Drogo Kao, though invincible and the guards around him were murderous, only about twenty people entered the city, and all the governors were relaxed. Their guards and city garrisons stood a little farther away, still standing guard against the Dothraki and making a show of military might so as not to be despised by the warlike Dothrakis.

Drogo Kao rode his horse, pointed to the row of stone towers to the south, and said to the governors in front of him: "I want that row of stone towers." ”

The governors led by Ben Hur were all stiff-faced, and the Governor Ben Hur said apologetically: "Drogo Kao, that is the palace of our Prince of Pantos, and it is also a temple, except for the nine stone tower palaces, any stone towers, mansions, and fortresses of Pantos, you ......"

Suddenly, there was a sound of horses' hooves, and a horse flew out, with a great speed, and with a flash of sword, half of the face of the Governor of Ben-hur was split, and the whole face seemed to explode from the inside......

By the time the people reacted, Governor Ben-Hur had collapsed in a pool of blood, and Corso had returned to Kao's side, with a faint red line on the edge of the scimitar......

"I want the stone tower palace. Drogo said again.

"No!" exclaimed the fat governor with his beard tied into a brush, "where are the guards? ”

Syllable!

A long whip flew out, like a black viper, and whizzed around the fat governor's neck, and the whip pulled the huge governor out of the crowd and slammed into Drogo Kao's horse, and the Corso scimitar spun, and with a pop, slashed into the fat governor's neck, and almost the whole head flew away, only a little flesh and tendons were still connected. Blood splattered, and both the corpse and Cosuo, who leaned down and slashed people on his horse, were covered in blood.

"Battle Queue ——!" The order was given by one of the leaders of the Unsullied Personal Guard, with two spikes on his bronze helmet......

The elder Blood Protector Kohoro shot an arrow right in the heart of the high-ranking officer, piercing through his armor and striking him in the heart...... Stuck his charge command in his throat.

"There are so many governors in this city that it is enough to have one who can collect money for me to run the city. Drogo Kao said lightly.

The three Blood Alliance guards immediately rushed out, and the three Arrak scimitars spun like the wind and rushed into the crowd of governors, and Corso was the first to rush forward, and the extremely sharp Arrak scimitar slashed between the eyes of one of the governors with the first slash......

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Dick Vishui remained motionless and watched coldly, the personal guards charged in battle formation, colliding with more than twenty of Drogo Kao's most elite Dothraki cavalry, the popping sound of swords slashing into flesh made the stomach churn, while the city garrison, lined up, did not move......