"That's a dragon. Donalvewood, the Knight of the Bloodgate, muttered to himself as he stood on the roof of the main castle of the Bloodgate.

"Dragon?" said David, the family knight, with a shocked face.

"Yes, Dragon. The shock in Donal's mind caused him to slurred his speech. The dragon shocked him indescribably, it was like a flying mountain, who could defeat that monster? What made him even more frightened and worried was why the dragon suddenly appeared above the Blood Gate. Prior to this, for more than a hundred years, there were no rumors of dragons anywhere on the continent of Westeros.

"Aren't dragons extinct for a hundred years? David's voice was still illusory and ethereal, as if he were sleepwalking.

"Yes, dragons have become extinct, more than a hundred years ago. “

"Sir Donal, why did the dragon suddenly appear in our Bright Moon Mountains...... Bright Moon Mountain Range...... Bright Moon Mountain Range...... Could it be that this dragon has been living in the depths of the Bright Moon Mountain Range all along?" Davy was startled by his words.

"It doesn't make sense. The other family knight, Taot, seemed to have just reacted with an ignorant expression, "The dragon is not a wolf or a fox, it is impossible for him to hide in the Bright Moon Mountain Range for more than a hundred years without appearing. We valley people didn't find him, didn't anyone in the Bright Moon Mountain Range find him?"

"It's a dragon, Sir. David said. There is no internal logical order between his words and Taut's, they are both nonsense. The was pointless, but David couldn't stop the urge to talk nonsense. His heart was pounding, and he felt like his throat was full of words, and there was an urge and anxiety pouring out.

On the watchtowers of the Blood Gate, on the city walls, in the battlements, in the side streets, and in the houses, the people could not contain their excitement, and they scrambled to talk about the huge flying beast they had just seen, and everyone hoped that others would listen to them, and many people quarreled over who would see the giant beast first.

Soon, the statement that the flying beast just now was a dragon came out of the mouth of the Donnell knight, and quickly spread through the mouths of several knowledgeable knights to hundreds of Blood Gate soldiers, and everyone quickly reached a consensus that the huge and hideous flying beast that flew over the Blood Gate just now was a dragon that had been extinct for a hundred years.

As the supreme commander of the Blood Gate, the Knight of Donalvewood summoned the Bachelor in the midst of the hustle and bustle, and he ordered the Master to release the ravens immediately, spreading the news of the appearance of the dragon in the Blood Gate to the Eagle's Nest.

This is shocking news, the extinct dragon suddenly appeared in the sky above the blood gate, no one knows where he came from, where did he fly to? does this dragon have an owner? if so, who will his master be? what kind of omen does the sudden appearance of the dragon have? what kind of impact will this have on the various forces in the kingdom? if it is a wild dragon, it must be a careerist who wants to tame him.

Whoever can own that dragon has invincible capital. He will become powerful in an instant!

Three hundred years ago, Aegon Targaryen, an earl of the Valyrian Empire on the other side of the Narrow Sea, came with his two wives and three dragons, and without the support of many soldiers and nobles, Aegon relied on his three-headed dragon to conquer the seven kingdoms of Westeros, and forged the current Iron Throne with a thousand swords from the defeated and surrendered nobles. For three hundred years, the Iron Throne has become the symbol of the supreme kingship of Westeros, and an outsider with no roots can become the king of Westeros by the combat power of a three-headed dragon.

The sudden appearance of the dragon in the sky of the Bloodgate of the Valley is a lucky sign or a hint of bad luck for the people of the valley?

Donalwaywood was very uneasy in his heart, once there was a change in this kingdom, the Blood Gate would be a natural danger for the people of the Valley, and no one would be able to break the Blood Gate, but if the other party had a dragon, the Blood Gate Heavenly Risk would be useless.

There is no natural danger that a dragon cannot cross!

After Donnell ordered the Bachelor to release a raven to Eagle's Nest, he then asked the Bachelor to release a raven to Countess Anya Wywood, the mother of Iron Oak.

On the ramp connecting the narrow road of the Blood Gate, Little Finger Petilberi suddenly felt something strange, he looked around vigilantly, the plains at the foot of the mountain were endless, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, melons and fruits were everywhere, in front of him, there was a sloping ramp, the sun was shining all over the hills, and at the end of the ramp, it was the entrance to the narrow road of the Blood Gate, and there was nothing unusual. The sky, white clouds and blue sky, a piece of peace.

Rosso, the knight of the guard, also sensed the ominousness, and the horsemen all looked vigilant, and this unusual vigilance came from the horses. More than a hundred horses stopped almost at the same time, and then they turned their heads, their hooves digging uneasily on the ground, and made a gesture of listening, with a look of surprise in their eyes, as if something terrible was approaching invisibly.

"Alert!" Captain Rosso drew his sword, and as soon as the words fell, Littlefinger's horse suddenly neighed, and the man stood up, flipped Littlefinger to the ground, and turned around and galloped down the mountain............ Bang bang bang...... The rest of the horses were also frightened, and they all neighed away, and many of the soldiers were thrown off their horses and ran to the foot of the mountain.

Only the knights and soldiers with excellent riding skills firmly controlled the horses, and drew their whips and whipped and scolded, but they could not stabilize the panic of the horses, and a team of 100 people was in chaos.

"Look, what's that?" one soldier shouted as he suddenly pointed to the sky, his voice full of panic and fear.

Petyr Littlefinger had just gotten up, his face was shocked, and he looked up at the sky when he heard the sound, and he suddenly felt like he had been shot in the heart by an arrow, and his body froze after a shock, and his eyes were straight and dumbfounded.

The knights and soldiers were all shocked, and more horses broke free from their masters and galloped down the mountain......

A huge flying beast flew down against the ridge, its outstretched wings so huge that it looked like a cloud...... His head was hideous and huge, his neck was long, his body was covered with scales, his eyes shone with a fierce light, and the murderous aura swept like a violent wind, enveloping everyone in Petyr's ranks.

The knights and soldiers froze...... Everyone remained stiff and frozen, and the horses that broke away from their master's galloping let out a wounded neigh, several horses stumbled and fell down the hill, and several horses fell directly to the ground in fright, trembling......

"Dragon!" shouted Petyrberry the Littlefinger. But he didn't actually make a sound at all, and the cry of shock was in the bottom of his heart.

"Dragon, a giant dragon!" the bottom of Little Finger's heart was as shocked as turning over the river and the sea, and words could not describe it.

No one has ever seen a real dragon, and no one in this generation has ever seen a real dragon flying in the sky, but the nobles have seen dragon graphics in books, and many works of art have carved dragon forms.

Petyrberg the Littlefinger has been the Chancellor of the Exchequer in the royal palace for many years, and there are dragons painted in many places on the walls of the palace, and in the underground of the Red Keep, there are also the bones of the first generation of dragons. On the Rhaenys Hill in King's Landing, there is also a hill called the Dragon's Lair, the building of the Dragon's Lair, which is dedicated to the dragon, where the huge bronze door, the dilapidated stone sculptures and the mutilated paintings on the walls, all have works about dragons.

The sheep thief flying low in the sky saw the stunned crowd on the ground and the horses that fled in all directions, he was not in the mood to kill, for the horses, his stomach was full of fragrant roast sheep sacrificed by the Magic Mountain, he obeyed the dragon's command and flew out, but he just went around first.

It's just that the horses running around don't look good, so I'd better stop them honestly. The sheep thief let out a soft dragon groan, and the metallic sound penetrated time and space, spreading far away, full of warnings, and the war horses that fled wildly were soft and weak, and they fell down one after another, their eyes revealing fear and pleading. The sheep thief flapped his wings, raised his head, and flew leisurely into the distance.

He has no intention of killing, and he doesn't like to eat horses, his stomach is full!

Cloud Mountain, in front of the Magic Mountain Hut, a small pasture was enclosed by a wooden railing, hundreds of sheep were sent here for grazing, and the Magic Mountain added a team of 100 people stationed here, one team led by One-Eyed Ti Mei, and the other team led by Captain Joyce Fuca. Two hundred-man teams practice foot combat and horseback riding arrays at the edge of the sheep thieves' black zone every day, so that the sheep thieves can get used to their presence and feel the atmosphere of battle.

In addition, a hundred people of the Burning People Department are responsible for taking care of the sheep here, and killing the sheep every day, washing the sheep, peeling the sheep, and marinating the mutton, and then there are special people responsible for the barbecue of the sheep, and after the roast is fragrant and ripe, the sheep will be sent to the hole or mouth of the sheep thief by the magic mountain.

Outside the villages of the Scorching Tribe, a meadow has been enclosed into a large pasture, occupying almost an entire valley, in which thousands of sheep are kept at high prices. The people of the Scorching Division are responsible for tending and grazing their cattle.

The old chieftain Red Hand Charm had just returned to the village from the camp in Cloud Mountain, and the left-behind elders and tribal warriors of more than 40 tribes, including the Howling Mountain Division, the Wild Horse Division, the Tree Man Division, the Stone Wind Division, the Painting Dog Division, the Snake Tooth Division, the Fog Milk Division, and the Cannibal Division, had come to the Scorching People Village one after another, and the chiefs, elders, tribal leaders, and warriors, as well as more than 1,000 people from various tribes.

The team that came to the Scorching Division numbered more than 2,000 people, half of whom were warriors from various tribes. The team was led by a toothless old man with wolf's teeth, shadow bobcat teeth, lion teeth, and cheetah teeth around his neck, his name was Elfred, the oldest elder of the Howling Mountains and the most respected wizard recognized by the elders of the Bright Moon Mountains.

At one hundred and two years old, Elfred is the oldest of the indigenous tribes. Elfred was revered by tribal chiefs, chiefs, and warriors for his ability to heal the sick, interpret God's prophecies, and sing hymns during festival ceremonies. When the tribes had a major matter that was difficult to decide, they would invite him out of the cave and ask Elfred to preside over it and interpret the oracle.

The old man Ti Mei did not dare to snub Elder Elfrede, the strength of the Howling Mountain Department was not strong, but Elder Elfled did not just belong to the Howling Mountain Tribe, he transcended the limitations between tribes, and became a rare wise man of the Bright Moon Mountain Tribe, who transcended the hostility between the tribes.

The old man Elf was barefoot, with a shiny black cane in his hand, and he was wearing soft armor from the Magic Mountain, and the warriors behind him were all wearing armor and helmets, with sword belts and long swords hanging from their waists. These things are all gifts from the Magic Mountain to the tribes.

The generosity of the Magic Mountain is something that the tribe of the Bright Moon Mountain Range has never seen for dozens of generations. The popularity of the Magic Mountain among the aborigines of the Bright Moon Mountain Range is unimaginable.

"Ti Mei Red Hand, is Lord Magic Mountain taming a dragon in Cloud Mountain?" Old Man Elf was as straightforward as ever.

There is no doubt that the news has spread throughout the aboriginal tribes of the Bright Moon Mountains. In the end, there were not many tribesmen left in the Mingyue Mountain Range, and the total number of warriors and people in the department was less than 3,000.

"Lord Demon Mountain is already the highest red hand of our Scorching Sect. He sacrificed to the son of the god of fire, and did everything according to the will of the god of fire. Old Time replied.

Elfred looked back at the group of chiefs, elders, and chieftains, and his gaze swept over everyone, no one spoke, but their eyes spoke for themselves.

"The elders of the various tribes hope that Lord Magic Mountain will allow them to follow him, and these warriors and people want to migrate to Casterme in the west. With a wave of his hand, Elf included more than 2,000 people behind him.

Old Ti Mei was quite surprised: "Elder Elf, leaders, are you all willing to leave the Bright Moon Mountain Range?"

Old Man Elf replied for everyone, "I and some of the elders will not leave, but the children of the tribe hope to have the opportunity to follow Lord Magic Mountain to glory. ”

The last group of people left behind were the most determined to stay and stick to the traditions of the village, and now they have changed their minds, and it must have something to do with the dragon.

The dragon that reappeared in the world was too powerful, and in the hearts of the tribesmen of the Bright Moon Mountains, it was as invincible as a god. This group of people, very old-fashioned and old-fashioned, but also the most respectful of the strong, they have now changed their minds, the main reason of the clan is of course from the birth of the dragon, but if there is not too much gratitude and kindness accumulated by the magic mountain before, in the end, this group of people will not choose to follow the magic mountain.

Following the will of the god of fire to sacrifice dragons and unraveling the secrets of the dragon language with the help of the fire wizard Melisandre, the Magic Mountain is already the son of faith in the minds of the Scorching Ministries and the Old Man Timei, and the strongest of the tribe since the establishment of the Scorching Ministry.

"Elf, chiefs, elders, chiefs and warriors, and people of the tribes, please give me time to report to the Red Hand of the Demon Mountain, who is now the supreme chief of the Scorching Tribe, the Red Hand, who is in charge of all the affairs of the tribe. He is also the most honorable duke in the outside world. I need to report your request to him. The old man said.

"Ti Mei Red Hand, let the last group of children in the Bright Moon Mountain Range follow the Red Hand of the Magic Mountain, the warriors in the last batch of children are the best warriors, and the people are also the most hardworking and loyal people. It's time for them to leave the mountains and go out to their glory. We belong to the outside world, not to the Bright Moon Mountains. Our ancestors were forced to enter the Bright Moon Mountains to escape the flames of war and refuse to submit to slavery. Elder Elf's leaky mouth was leaky, but no one laughed at him. He is the most prestigious old wizard, wise man, and doctor in the tribes of the Bright Moon Mountains. There were tears in the old man's eyes, and he remembered something? When all the young people left with the children and the women's department, there were only them in the mountains, who were less than a hundred people.

The aborigines of the Mingyue Mountains have lived in this mountain forest for 6,000 years. Now, it's finally the final moment. As a wise man, the old man's heart must have been full of emotion for the vicissitudes of time in the last days of his life. Although they have lived for thousands of years, they have not formed their own civilization, and they do not have their own unique script. Their people were in rags, and the warriors didn't even have decent swords. A warrior who can have a helmet and two pieces of armor is worth showing off.

Old Man Ti Mei was a little excited: "Elder Elf, I don't dare to promise you first for the Red Hand of the Demon Mountain, but I know that the Red Hand of the Red Hand of the Demon Mountain will definitely welcome us all, and his generosity and kindness are the glory bestowed by the Fire God as well as his bravery and fearlessness. ”

Correct!

A high-pitched and high-pitched dragon roar came from far away from the sky, as if it penetrated everything and reached the depths of people's hearts. This strange whistling sound caused more than 2,000 people to look up at the sky together, and there was awe in everyone's eyes, and after the sheep thief flew around the Bright Moon Mountain Range, he returned......