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Chapter 273: Sand Snake Flurry

Others couldn't understand Trystane's words, but his sister Arianne Martell did.

But as long as she can kill these damn beasts that insulted her, she can accept any cruel death method!

Seeing the Prince of Dorne bending his bow and aiming an arrow at Arianne, Drogo roared and drove his horse towards the prison car.

"She is my prisoner, Drogo. How can you decide her life or death!?"

The prince's shooting distance was relatively far, and Kaa, who was twenty yards away from Arianne, was confident of stopping Tristan Martell's parricide.

The barbarian king's showy behavior made Tristan sigh secretly: "No matter how hard we fight, we are still members of the Martell family, with the same father's blood flowing through us. I originally wanted you to die easier, but

It's counterproductive! But it's good, so you can hear the screams of your tormentor before you die!"

After sighing deeply, Tridance suddenly changed his target and shot an arrow at Drogo.

"Whoosh!"

The incoming arrow arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye, but the agile Drogo swung his sword and deflected the arrow that hit his chest.

"snort!"

Drogo looked at Tristan coldly, his eyes full of disdain.

But Tristan laughed instead of being annoyed, because he didn't think that arrow could kill the Barbarian King at all.

He was not afraid, but the confused Arianne Martell shivered.

It was as if her brother was a life-seeking demon crawling out of hell!

The little devil who had been staring at Arianne suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis, but he could not find the source.

"Barbarian King, today is your day of death!"

I thought that after Tristan said the cruel words, he would ride his horse and charge towards him, but to Drogo's surprise, the guy who made loud noises but made small raindrops actually turned his horse's head and returned to his own camp.

This is really confusing.

Approaching a safe place, Tristan turned his head and shouted to the soldiers on the walls of Yronwood: "Children of the Sun of Dorne, it's time to show the true colors of our Sand Snakes. Let them out and let them fight alongside us.

Kill those beasts!"

The Prince of Dorne finished speaking,

"put!"

The commander's roar sounded from the city wall.

The trebuchet they had placed on it was started.

As the balance arm fell, the throwing arm hit the crossbar with a "bang" sound, and large wooden barrels rolled out in the darkness, hitting the Dothraki below.

"Watch the fuel barrel!"

Drogo was shocked. It all happened so fast. He could only shout like this.

Everyone looked up at the sky and prepared to take shelter, but some people couldn't help but wonder. According to common sense, those should be fuel barrels.

How come the Dornishmen were ejected without being ignited?

Could it be that after the oil barrel exploded, the rocket was fired and ignited?

But it doesn't seem right, because the archer on the opposite side didn't light the arrow either.

It wasn't until a large wooden barrel hit an unlucky braided warrior's head that it exploded, and venomous snakes slipped out of it, that they were shocked.

"Hiss...!"

They never expected that the barrels contained sand snakes!

The wooden barrel spun and hit the ground and exploded. What came out were snakes, all of them swaying and wagging sand snakes!

These sand snakes are about 60 to 70 centimeters long, with horn-like scales above each eye, and inconspicuous red spots on the back and two sides of the body.

It's extremely poisonous at first glance!

They circle sideways on the sand, leaving unique traces of their bodies.

"These sand snakes are highly venomous and can kill a horse instantly. Everyone, please avoid them!"

Everyone knows that, but it is impossible to avoid the dense cavalry at a distance.

The entire cavalry unit was in chaos and everyone was in danger.

"Eee! Eee!"

"Damn it! Don't block my way!"

"Oh my God! The snake crawled on me!"

Due to the lack of water in Dorne, Drogo's warriors did not take a bath for ten days and a half, so the smell of blood still remained on their bodies.

Although it is very light and not as strong as sweat, the sand snake can sense it.

The bloodthirsty sand snakes suddenly went crazy, quickly climbed onto the nearby horses, spit out long snakes, and bit their prey!

"ah!"

Screams sounded, someone was bitten, but within three breaths, the sound stopped.

"boom!"

The poisoned braided warrior fell off his horse and lay on the sand, foaming at the mouth and twitching violently. He was about to die.

And this is just the first one, then the second, the third...!

The screams continued one after another and became more and more frequent!

Among the screams that Drogo heard, the most alarming were those forced by Arianne.

She was trapped in a prison van with a small space and nowhere to hide, making her the easiest target for the Sand Snakes to attack.

Soon, her shrill screams stopped.

A "female" woman who aspired to become the next warrior queen has passed away.

Although she is dirty in the eyes of her enemies, like a bitch, in the eyes of the Dornish people, she can be called a heroine!

Tridance Martell's face darkened when his sister died.

Facing the threat of Drogo's army, he, like his sister, felt as sad as a rabbit dying.

Although he now has the upper hand, he doesn't think he can kill all the opponent's 20,000 elites with the help of the Sand Snakes and 5,000 rabble!

However, if what the uninvited guest said is true, the balance of victory will tilt towards our side.

"Eee! Eee!"

Even war horses are not immune!

In less than two minutes, where the sand snakes were rampant, people and horses fell to the ground!

A low horn sound came from the enemy camp, and the sound of the trebuchet's throwing arm hitting the crossbar sounded again, which made the stunned Drogo's spine tremble.

"Keep going! Can't stop!"

Tristan called, the trebuchet continued to be loaded, the wind howled, the trebuchet creaked, and made a heavy blow, sending the barrel flying into the night sky.

Then it fell heavily into the enemy's army in a parabola.

Old Mosuo, Romo and others looked at him, and Drogo knew that they were waiting for his orders.

But he was so panicked that he could hardly think.

Their lives are mine, they are all my blood, he reminded himself.

Drogo knew that it was better to act recklessly than to sit still.

Rather than letting poisonous snakes take away the lives of the soldiers, it is better to draw the enemy and kill them all!

"Come! Kill all those damn Dornishmen for me!"

Drogo raised his arms and shouted, taking the lead in urging his horse forward.

The archers in front of Tridance's formation were already ready, using their semi-rigid arms to drive their longbows and crossbows, pouring countless flying arrows at the attacking enemies.

They were all made of flesh and blood, and the Dothraki did not wear iron armor. Bows, arrows and crossbows quickly shot the warriors in the front row into hedgehogs.

Even Drogo's fiery warhorse was not immune. It could no longer support its companions in killing enemies.

As the horse collapsed to the ground, Kaa was furious. He grabbed a dead warrior with one hand and used it as a shield, and rushed towards Snowball, who was dodging left and right.

"Roman, hit Huolan's enemies with bows and arrows!"

The giant who had been looking down at the enemy received the order, moved his long legs, and slowly walked forward against the rain of arrows.

His eyesight is not good, so if he encounters a stumbling creature, he will hit it with a hammer!

His ferocious power was frightening. After a large number of people died, the ten feet around him became empty, and no one dared to approach him.

After successfully sitting on the snowball, Drogo ordered it to charge towards the enemy archers.
Chapter completed!
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