The Winter of Ice and Fire Is Coming

Quentin Martell was taken aback, the horse came so fast, and Yarak's scimitar was sharp.

The Bachelors Cadley, Sir Garys Dinwat, William Wells, Archibald Ellenwood, and Claytus Ellenwood on the side of the boulevard all saw that people were bad, and they all ranted, Garys , William, and Archibald were too late to get on their horses, and furiously jumped onto the avenue, but their movements were too slow compared to Corso.

Claytus was shocked and kicked the horse, which was bloodied by the spurs, jumped up with pain, and went straight to the people, but still slow. The opponent's Yarak scimitar slashed at Quentin Martel.

A flash of cold light!

when!

A loud noise!

Quentin Martell's ten-year training in martial arts was not in vain. In the crisis, his sword was out of the sheath, but he only used half his strength.

The swords intersected, and the long sword in Quentin's hand was smashed into the air, his arms tingling.

Corso's swordsmanship is superb, as he pleases, the horses cross each other, and when the horse's head is staggered, he does not turn his head back, the scimitar cuts backwards and hits Quentin Martel's left rib.

Quentin fell from the horse amidst the cries of gold and iron.

Corso's horse ran for a certain distance and then turned back in a circle. The little guard who was shot down by him with two swords had stood up. His black cloak had been cut open, revealing the tight black iron armor inside.

Cunning Westeros.

Koso cursed fiercely in his heart.

He hated the Westeros, and Jora Mormon next to Carlyxi was the Westeros. Whenever there was a war, that guy would wrap himself in the iron armor, wrapped tightly.

A complete coward.

Dothraki heroes never wear armor, they prefer to be light and free, coming and going like wind. In their eyes, people who wrap themselves in iron sheets are despicable cowards.

Quentin has been surrounded by his guards, his body armor is excellent, the best weapon master tailored him, and now he was only hit by the Dothraki cavalry, and he shot his long sword away. He lost his armor and scratched his skin.

Although Quentin looks ugly, he has a high self-esteem in his heart. He has practiced swordsmanship and spear skills, especially spear skills. Although swordsmanship is a bit poor, he has also practiced hard work. He never thought of a charge against him. It was knocked down and injured by Dothraki's cavalry.

Had it not been for the tight-fitting and excellent body armor in the clothes, he had been killed by the cavalry.

Koso failed to kill the little guard who could kill Quentin Martel, and was very frustrated inside. He was known for his speed and variety of swordsmanship and fierceness, he made two consecutive swords, but failed to kill a young guard.

Many people from the other party formed a group, and he wanted to rush forward again, but it was wrong. Moreover, the opponent's owner had already stood in front of the young guard, holding a long sword in his hand, and was waiting.

Corso put the scimitar into its sheath and walked slowly towards the opponent.

Although there are several people on the other side, they are doing swords and guns at the same time, but he doesn't pay attention to these people at all.

The people of Westeros were incomparably different from the cowardly sheepmen in Koso's eyes.

"I'm Quentin Martel, I want to see your Zogo Cao, Kalyxi Daenerys Targaryen, Master Varys the eight-claw spider." Claytus snarled.

He came from a noble family, has a handsome temperament and a handsome man. This anger has its own majesty. Quentin Martel, the real owner behind him, said nothing. Quentin's injury was very light, and the armor blocked Corso's backhand.

Bachelor Kedry simply dealt with the stab wound for Quentin Martell.

The Iron Shield mercenary group closed their mouths.

Zogo Kao swept through the major free trade city-states, wherever he went, the powerful city-states did not dare to oppose him. They are just a small mercenary group, let alone Zogo Kao's opponent. Fortunately, Zogo Kao would choose a powerful and wealthy city-state if he wanted to blackmail him, and would not attack them, poor mercenaries who rely on their blood and lives. As long as they maintain sufficient respect for Zogo Kao, they will not be the target of the powerful Zogo Kao.

Zhuo Ge is too strong, and in contrast, they are too weak.

So sometimes it is too weak to avoid being destroyed.

*

"You are Quentin Martell." Drogo rode on the horse like a giant. His long hair fell from his shoulders like a waterfall and hung under the horse's belly, and countless bells dinged on his long hair.

"Yes, the great Zogo Cao." Claytus replied respectfully immediately. With a wave of his hand, Garis, William, Archibald, and Quentin immediately carried up two boxes, opened the boxes, and the very precious mink, tiger and lion skins were exposed. Taking out these furs, the box was filled with gold jewels, and the head of the Iron Shield regiment, Bancro, looked straight.

Quentin watched Zogo Cao from behind. He found that Zogo Cao was indifferent to fur and jewels, without any expression of joy, as if all he saw was mud.

Quentin decided to get rid of Zogo Kao early. Zogo Kao is not moved by money. It is difficult for such a person to be moved by profit. Seeing that his expression is firm as a rock, such a person is very assertive and strong in heart, and it is difficult to persuade him to change his mind.

The bald-headed Varys beside Zogo Cao still had a smile on his face, and his chubby face might be because of the pink water, exuding a tender glow.

Varys looked away as soon as he met Quentin’s eyes. He knew Quentin. Quentin was an ordinary-looking child with a simple temperament. He was different from many aristocratic teenagers. There was nothing on him. Noble temperament.

Varys didn't expose Clatus' impersonation face to face.

Quentin Martell did not see Drogo Cao in his true colors, and Varys did not dare to wear it in person, which would very likely cause Quentin Martel to be driven away by Drogo Cao.

*

As expected, Zogo Cao was also attracted by Cletus’ handsome and noble appearance and temperament. He didn’t notice the little guard around Cletus. He was a big hero who didn’t put others in his eyes. .

"Varys, is he Quentin Martel? My Kalixi Daenerys relatives on the continent of Westeros?" Zogo asked Harris.

"Yes, Zogo!" Varys answered without hesitation. He didn't dare to hesitate, Zogo Kao's eyes were sharp, he only had to hesitate, and Zogo Kao would feel it.

"Okay, blood of my blood, accept the gift, go and invite your Kali Xilai."

"Yes, the blood of my blood!"

The Blood League guard Koso and Bazel accepted the gifts, and the Blood League guard Baldwin went to invite Carrie Xilai at the back of the team to meet Quentin Martel.

Daenerys' eldest brother Rega's wife Ilya is Quentin's aunt. Daenerys has no relatives since the death of her brother Visiris. Some relatives from Westeros came to see Daenerys not far away, and Drogo Kao was also relieved, but his emotions were weakened by his majesty.

"Zogo, the Martell family is the southernmost kingdom on the continent of Westeros. They are very rich and well-stocked. They are Daenerys' most loyal relatives. Daenerys and Viselis can be in Under the protection of Governor Pantos Illyrio, he is not harmed. This is secretly the credit of the Martell family."

"The Martell family and Illyrio have a private agreement?" Zhuoge Cao is not as rough as he was on the surface, as he said.

"Yes!" Varys smiled. Step by step, he is introducing Zogo Kao into his plan.