Sword and Magic and Taxi

Tyrion's purpose in going to Mrs. Stark was obvious. He wanted to prove his innocence. Caitlin Stark had a dagger in his hands, which was taken with bare hands from the assassin who tried to assassinate her son Bran, and paid the price of severe hand injuries. It is an excellent dagger made of Valyrian Steel (Longyan Steel), unique in shape and valuable. Mrs. Stark took the dagger secretly to King's Landing to find her husband, and then got an answer from "her friend" Petil Berishi: The dagger belongs to Tyrion Lannister.

This is all the evidence she accused the little devil.

According to Zhao Mai, this is a rather thin piece of evidence, which is only slightly better than the credibility of a liar. But in the eyes of a great mother who is eager to protect her family, even if she has doubts, she will not let Tyrion go, because she cannot afford any possible failure. Therefore, the little devil's explanation will only be useless and will not change the situation he faces.

However, when this scene happened, it meant that the attack from the mountain people would not be far away. Zhao Mai stood up, drew the hunter's blood spear out, turned around twice in front of and behind him, to relax his muscles and bones.

Although he had seen the dragon before, he hoped that the main events of this world would continue to develop according to the "original plan." The advantage of foresight is very important. And only if everything is done step by step, can he be sure that the three-eyed crow still exists, and the opportunity to learn his abilities will not be closed to himself. "Every world is different, and inspiration will be artistically processed when it is delivered." The old man's words are still in his ears, so Zhao Mai will inevitably be a little worried, and secretly prayed that the slight changes will not affect the three-eyed crow.

"cavalry!"

A scream broke the silence in the mist. Only two swishes were heard, and Jack, who sounded the alarm, fell from the cliff. He rolled awkwardly on the ground twice, then got up to check his body. He was lucky. Two arrows penetrated his cloak and pants, but they didn't really hurt him.

Zhao Mai breathed a sigh of relief, but the enemy's arrival as expected made him feel a lot more relieved. He attracted everyone's attention when he did warm-up exercises before, so everyone was prepared when the enemy attack happened. Caitlin Stark didn't even pause for a moment: "Sir Roderick, Sir Willy, please get on your horses and prepare for battle, and don't let the enemy cavalry intrude!" she shouted, like a real general. "The unarmed man led the other horses behind, and the others protected the flanks of the two knights!"

"We also want weapons!" Tyrion grabbed her hand abruptly: "One more person, one more strength!"

Mrs. Stark hesitated. Although she knew that Tyrion was right, she instinctively didn't want to believe anything the little devil said. At this moment, Sir Roderick shouted: "I heard them! Many mobs! Get ready for battle!"

The cries of a dozen horses are getting closer and closer, and they soon become a mess of dozens of horses. Anyone with a little experience will not panic, because the sudden increase in sound is just the reflection of sound waves from the mountain wall, and there is a part of the psychological effect of tension. But for Marion, the troubadour, he had been scared to lose his courage, pouting his **** and hiding under Zhao Mai's carriage. Unfortunately, it was not a real horse-drawn carriage, but a deformed car, so when he accidentally hit the wheel, he actually encountered an indestructible shell.

A small stream of blood ran down from his head. This trauma did not even require sutures, but he still yelled in horror. "If he continues to scream, the enemy will be more excited, and the mercenaries will all run away!" Tyrion whispered to Mrs. Stark, "We need weapons, and I promise to return them afterwards!"

"What guarantee do you have?" Caitlin asked, frowning.

"With the honor of the Lannister family!" Tyrion said quickly.

He thought he would be attacked by saliva, but Caitlin just dropped a sentence: "Give them the weapon." Then Sir Rodrik dragged down the baggage behind the saddle and threw it to them, which originally belonged to Tyrion and Follow Jack's stuff. "Ten crappy cavalry, more than 30 mountain people, I'm going to scatter them away!" The coach of Winterfell City rushed out with his horse belly.

The mercenaries who could fight on horseback jumped on horseback. If the war is unfavorable, the living guy under the **** is their way out. This is how Bolong prepared, but he knew to throw him an axe when he passed Tyrion.

It was a close combat axe with a very short handle and a heavy blade. It was designed to quickly smash shields or the handles of enemy weapons. It was a kind of brutal equipment that could only dodge and cannot block. In the middle of the double-sided axe blade, a scary spike can also be used to stab. If in the hands of a strong warrior, it can cause a very terrible threat.

Unfortunately, its current owner is Tyrion, a dwarf who has never been on the battlefield. "I have never used an axe!" In fact, he has never used any weapon, except for the wooden model used for training when he was a child. He was smart enough to know that he was of no use on the battlefield, so after having an excellent swordsman brother, he never put in any effort in martial arts.

At this time, he regretted it a little bit. He should learn how to use a weapon, such as an axe. "Think of it as chopping wood!" Bolong drew the long sword from the scabbard, spit out, and followed the other two knights to charge. Several other mercenaries, including Tyrion's entourage Jack, also rushed up. As a result, there were only two nobles, a troubadour, a psionic druid, and a wandering warrior Saffir holding an epee.

"Split the wood? Are you kidding, the wood will not hide, nor will it be chopped back with an axe." Tyrion yelled, but also vented his inner fear through this yell. Fortunately, his sanity did not vent together, so he looked around after shouting, looking for a safe place, such as hiding behind a big rock. At this moment he saw Marion pouting his ass, so he ran over: "Hey, come closer!"

"Go away! I sing. Fighting has nothing to do with me!"

"It's risking outside ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ stupid." Tyrion poked his **** with the spikes of his axe until he grabbed his wound and crawled away obediently. Tyrion got in quickly, but he got in backwards. The changes on the battlefield outside cannot be ignored, he knows this is life and death.

An arrow shot towards Zhao Mai, soft and weak, Zhao Mai gently avoided it by turning sideways. The battle ahead had already begun. Three knights and two mercenaries rushed into the enemy's formation, their swords swung into a white wall of blades. The mountain people living in the mountains of the east are mostly a group of people who have no land, no property, or who have guilt and want to escape punishment. They have no channels to get real weapons and armor, so they suffer a lot from knights and armed soldiers. .

"Just keep it here, Mrs. Stark and Mr. Lannister are fine." The wandering warrior Saffer spoke to Zhao Mai for the first time. He slowly pulled the weapon out of the scabbard, and gently swept his index and middle fingers across the sword like a lover. The scabbard of the great sword in his hand is wider than the long sword, but the weapon drawn out is narrower than the long sword, and has a slightly curved arc. It seems that this is the reason why the wide scabbard is used: it is not a handle. The long sword of the guard has only one-sided blade, and the hilt is one and a half meters long, allowing infantry to attack the knight on horseback. So the three cavalry who saw this scene immediately turned around and rushed towards Zhao Mai.

"It's really not challenging." Zhao Mai squinted and observed the three horses, then said. (To be continued.)