Game of Thrones: Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

"why?"

　　 Veserys turned around and glanced at Oberon who had come after hearing the news. At this moment, he was wiping off the blood stained on his hands, and then retracted his gaze and spoke calmly.

　　 "Naturally to kill him."

　　 Hearing the words of the little king, the long, thin brows of the Dorn were slightly frowned. He heard the killing intent in Viselis' voice. Of course the two armies are battling to kill each other. Of course it is reasonable, but...

　　 He always felt that Veselis' words had a deeper meaning.

　　 "What's your grudge between you and the horse king of Dothraki?"

　　 Oberon asked strangely.

"No."

　　 And Viselis shook his head.

　　 Obviously he didn't tell the truth.

　　 However, the only intersection between Viselis and Zogo now is at Pantos' banquet, and the two people only met each other without saying a word. Forcibly saying that there was enmity would not be justified.

"Is it?"

　　 Oberon raised his eyebrows and nodded.

　　 The guards who shuttled around in the camp have already picked up Koso's head, and the headless corpse was also dragged out, leaving a clear blood mark on the ground.

　　 The other guards went and fetched a bucket of water, hurrying to wash the filth for Veserys’ tent.

Watching Dro Gokao’s blood ally guard was beheaded by the young and elegant looking young man in front of him, there was not even a trace of discoloration on the opponent’s delicate face, just like eating and drinking water. .

In addition, the Dothraki translator who was still in custody almost peeed his pants in fright. Fortunately, his character was sold as a slave to the Golden Group, otherwise he would not survive in the Dothraki tribe. grow up.

　　 "Your Majesty."

　　 "What about this person..."

　　 asked the guard holding the Dothraki.

"Um?"

　　 And Viselis returned the **** handkerchief to the guards beside him, and glanced at the trembling Dothraki translator.

　　 He even forgot about this person just now.

However, if you want to provoke Drogo, you only need the head of his blood ally. This translation is actually optional, and there is no Dothraki in Viselis’s army, so his ability may be certain. Can come in handy.

　　 "If he wants to live, give him a chance."

　　 Veserys glanced at him, and then spoke calmly.

　　 And the translator of the Dothraki heard that Viselis was willing to give him a way to survive, and suddenly nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

　　 "I do, I do."

　　 Then Veserys waved his hand, and the interpreter was taken down by the guards.

　　 While Oberon stood there, touched the soft beard of his chin, looked at Viselis's back, then opened his mouth as if he wanted to ask something, but in the end he didn't ask.

　　...

　　 The early morning of the next day.

　　 A few Andalus knights riding fast horses, with the tip of their spears, picked the heads of Drogokao’s Blood Guard, Koso, and came to the simple camp of the Dothraki people.

　　 strangled the horse at a long distance, then screamed a few times, and then threw Koso's head on the ground.

　　 The Dothraki people in the distance saw these lambs even daring to ride out to provoke them, and they were furious. Several grumpy Dothraki fighters climbed up on their horses with their upper bodies naked and chased them.

　　 However, the knights of Andalus were far away, and they ran away a step ahead of time. The other side ate a bit and gained wisdom and did not dare to move forward until they came to the place where they just stopped, and then they found a lonely head on the ground.

　　 "Stop."

　　As the blood ally of Kao, Koso was naturally known by many of Kalatha's tribe. Seeing Koso's head, the Dothraki people who were chasing over immediately felt that something was wrong.

"this..."

　　 Blood League Guard is not only a guard, but also a life and death brother and partner for every Kao, the relationship between them is stronger than that of Jinshi.

　　 In the daily affairs of Kaor, the Blood Guard will always accompany him. The ancient Dothraki tradition requires them to follow him when Kaor dies. If Kao dies in battle, the Blood Guard will do everything in his power to get revenge for the rest of his life, and commit suicide after revenge.

　　Kaao and his blood allies can share everything except mounts, even his wife can sleep in a tent and drink a glass of wine together.

　　 And now Zhuo Gokao’s "Blood of My Blood" was cut off and thrown here, without even cremation. This is a very serious matter in the Dothraki tradition, because it means that the soul of Koso will have nowhere to go.

Zogokao must regain his body for his life and death brothers, stitch Koso's head and his body together, and then hold the cremation, so that Koso's soul can reach the kingdom of heaven and become a flame riding in the night sky. Warriors of Gunma.

"Oops-"

　　 These Dothraki fighters glanced at each other, and they all felt some scalp tingling. They had a faint feeling that something terrible would happen next.

　　Drogokao, who was in a rage, might only be able to extinguish his anger only by killing these lambs.

　　 "Go, go back and tell Kao."

　　 The matter is urgent.

　　 After that, without delay, a Dothraki fighter grabbed the cut-off place on the top of Koso's head with one hand. UU reading www.uukanshu.com carried the head of the blood guard and climbed onto the horse.

　　 then urged his mount to go straight to the big tent of Zhuo Gokao.

　　...

　　 After a while.

　　 "The blood of my blood..."

　　Dro Gokao’s golden-topped big tent, the atmosphere was suppressed to the extreme, and all the Kou who led Cass also heard the news and rushed to the big tent of Kao.

Zhuo Ge’s other two blood ally guards, the older Kohoro, who used to save Zhuo Ge’s life, and the huge, taciturn Hargo stand behind Zhuo Ge, with sadness in his eyes. And anger.

　　 They are both life and death brothers, once sworn blood to become Zhuo Ge's blood guard, but now they have lost one.

　　 And Zhuo Gokao himself was sitting on the throne at the moment, his fists were clenched, his nails were even faintly white, and the joints kept making light noises.

　　 At this moment, he also knew who the enemy he was facing.

　　 He had even forgotten it, but at this time he finally remembered it again, the silver-haired boy he had seen in Pantos a year ago that made him feel a touch of threat.

　　 And he killed his blood ally guard at this time, cut off his head to humiliate himself.

　　 "The beetle will chew your eyes."

　　 Inside the tent, Zhuo Gokao's voice sounded abruptly, he seemed to be talking to himself, then stood up and drew his machete.

　　 "The worm will crawl in your lungs."

　　All the Dothrakis couldn't help but tremble.

　　 "Raindrops will hit your rotting skin—"

　　 "Until you only have a handful of bones!"

　　 blast—

　　 Then Zhuo Ge smashed the table in front of him with a punch.