Two gladiators were killed one after another, and Daenerys and Hizdahr felt uncomfortable in the face of the loud ridicule of the three khals, and they reluctantly responded with smiles.
Daenerys gave Theon a hint to arrange for more powerful gladiators to come on stage. Theon was also evaluating the combat effectiveness of the Doskak people. If they really competed with martial arts and strength, they would not be able to defeat them at all, but he could rely on the tiles.
The Lelian Steel Sword comes at night, and you win after cutting off the opponent's weapon.
After Theon thought about it, he sent out Walter Yinz and Ehro Sgard. The Dothraki used scimitars, and the two gladiators used chain hammers. Theon wanted to use this strange weapon
To counter the Dothraki's scimitars.
The dead body was carried away by the slaves, and two strong gladiators wore short skirts, armor, and helmets and walked into the field with their heads held high.
Buzzing
The two men's chain hammers began to swing, causing waves of deep sounds.
Ehro Sgard uses a short chain hammer with a short handle and an iron chain on his arm. At the end is a spiked iron ball the size of a fist, which he swings rhythmically.
The chain hammer used by Walter Yinzi has no handle. It is a long iron chain with spiked iron balls at both ends. You can grab both ends of the iron chain with both hands and swing it at the same time, or you can throw one end out for long-range attacks.<
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"Oh!"
"Both of them are masters!"
The two gladiators happily played with their chain hammers, and the audience liked this strange weapon very much, cheering and applauding.
Vert saw Daenerys raising her chin at this time and looking down at the field arrogantly. She was very satisfied with the two gladiators, as if everything was guaranteed to win.
Moving the iron mask with his hand, Werther was thinking about what would happen if he forcibly kidnapped Daenerys now.
The people here have no way to stop themselves. It would be easy to kidnap her, but her two dragons are not here. There will be some connection between the dragon and the dragon knight even if they are far apart. The dragon can keenly feel the dragon knight's emotions.
Happiness, fear, anger, etc. Some smart dragons can take the initiative to fly to save their dragon knights without even summoning them. But the news that Werther heard was that Daenerys's dragon was locked in a large iron cage and transported on a carriage.
Yes, even if Daenerys were torn into pieces, her dragons would not be able to fly over.
Werther thought for a while and gave up this plan for the time being, waiting to see what happens next. Maybe it would take a few days for the dragon carriage to arrive.
"Ah!" A scream.
Why so fast? Witte just turned his head and looked at the field again. Ehro Sgard was kneeling on the ground, and the Dothraki scimitar was inserted from his mouth with only the handle left.
"Hahaha!" The Dothraki laughed wildly and stirred the handle of the knife. Ehro Sgard's mouth was full of blood and his body was shaking. He grabbed the opponent's knife hand with both hands, but no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free.
Can make a whimpering scream.
When Walter Yinzi saw his companions who were about to die, he managed to hold one of them back and started shouting to encourage himself: "La woo! La woo!"
To be honest, I have been reading books recently to catch up on updates, switch sources, read aloud with many sounds, and it can be used on both Android and Apple.】
The rotating chain hammer in his hand suddenly flew out. The Dothraki on the opposite side had no time to dodge and raised his scimitar to block it. Ding! The flying chain hammer hit the scimitar and then circled around a few times, killing the scimitar.
Tangled up.
"You're done!"
Walter Yinzi yelled. The Dothraki opposite held a knife in one hand and hung his hand on his side. The other hammer in Walter Yinzi's hand began to spin, and the next long-range attack could kill the opponent.
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Poof! Poof! Two flying knives pierced Walter Yinzi's eyes, and the rotating hammer fell to the ground: "Ahaha! I can't see! I can't see!"
The audience exclaimed in surprise, not expecting that this Dothraki was also good at throwing knives.
"Oh cluck cluck"
All the Dothraki present raised their scimitars and started cheering. The two winners turned around, puffed out their chests and looked at their Khal on the stage.
Khal Drogo looked at Daenerys and touched her neck with his finger.
The two Dothraki drew out their scimitars, held Ehro Sgard and Walter Yinz with one hand, and slowly cut their necks with the scimitars. The miserable wailing made the Dothraki very excited.
The faces of the people in Meereen are unusually gloomy.
Then two more kicks, and the two heads were kicked into the stable's trough.
Theon looked sad, but he didn't feel sad for a long time. Then he arranged for several gladiators to play, and they all ended in tragic deaths. The stable's trough could no longer hold heads.
Theon did this on purpose, wanting to provoke Daario Naharis and Quentin Martell into a duel. Daario sat in his seat eating and drinking, looking like it had nothing to do with him. Quentin
Several times he wanted to play, but his entourage stopped him.
Now only the Iron Masked Werther, the Buffalo and the White Skull are not on the field, and a handsome gladiator is already being teased in the field.
"Stop!" Daenerys stood up and pointed towards Werther: "Come up!"
She didn't mention her name, but Daenerys wanted the three of them to go together. The buffalo and the white skull were preparing their armor and weapons. Seeing their hesitant movements, Vert knew that they were afraid. The gladiator's martial arts had a certain amount of damage.
However, they all tend to have good-looking moves, which are completely inadequate against the Dothraki's life-and-death combat skills.
The two of them are well-known in Meereen City and have a certain appeal. Keeping them may be of some use, and Witte plans to save their lives.
Werther took the arms of the two of them: "I will go alone, there is no need for you two to die here."
"Iron Mask! These people are very strong, you.
"The buffalo looked surprised.
"The three of us go together. As gladiators, we have known this day would come." The white skull stroked his shield.
"I have a lot of money and countless subjects. I am just a gladiator for fun and will never die! You two can come to me if you want to change your life." Werther grabbed the buffalo's giant ax and snatched it away with a twist of his hand.
He came over and strode towards the field.
In the past, Witte spent most of his energy on reading books and studying magic. He practiced martial arts for less than an hour every day. When doing it, he relied on the attributes and excellent weapons given by the system to defeat ten skills with one force.
The man was killed with weapons and armor.
Now that magic has reached a bottleneck, the next advancement requires the accumulation of a lot of knowledge, so I have been practicing martial arts since arriving in Volantis, and my hand-to-hand combat with various weapons has reached a new level.
The fighting in the field did not stop because of Daenerys's shouting. The Dothraki would only obey the orders of their own Khal.
Werther, the handsome gladiator, also knew him. He was born as a freeman, with a slender figure, fair skin, and a handsome face. He looked very attractive every time he appeared. These were all for the female audience. He was fighting during the day.
A side job is to perform a duel, and after collecting money, he goes to sleep with a female slave or a male slave owner at night.
Ah
The handsome gladiator fell to the ground and covered his lower body. The Dothraki in front of him held a ball of flesh and blood in his hand and was holding it high to show off to the audience.
When Daenerys saw that she had ordered the three strongest gladiators to fight, only Ironface came out with a giant axe, she was a little annoyed. Just as she was about to speak, she heard the audience exclaiming.
I saw Werther carrying an ax in one hand, and lifting the Dothraki up by the neck with the other.
The audience only saw Werther, walking directly towards the opponent. The giant ax on his shoulder swung in a circle and then returned to his shoulder. The movement was too fast and too violent. The Dothraki's scimitar and body were directly cut off, and his waist was cut off.
The lower body is still standing on the ground, and only the upper body that is gradually becoming weak is lifted up.
Werther used the handle of his giant ax to pick it up, and the meat ball in the opponent's hand fell into the hands of the handsome gladiator: "Hold your treasure! You can hang it on your belt after it is dried."
The handsome gladiator thanked him repeatedly, stood up and limped to the sidelines with the meatball, his walking posture could no longer be lifted.
Werther threw the dead half of his body aside.
"Iron face! Iron face!"
The people of Meereen finally won a victory, and the audience finally became excited.
There was only one Werther, and one person behind Khal Drogo came down to confront Werther.
"My name is Corso, and I am a bloodrider of Khal Drogo. Today I am going to cut off your head and play it as a ball!" Corso's braid reaches to his waist, and he turns the scimitar flexibly with both hands, looking at him coldly.
Holding Werther is like eating someone.
Werther looked at him through the iron mask, without saying a word to him. He still held the ax and did not move. Seeing Werther ignoring him, Corso rushed over with his scimitar in his hand, and gave Werther a diagonal slash.
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The knife was pulled out at a very precise position, facing Werther's left kidney. However, the knife stopped a few centimeters away from Werther's body, and his hand was held tightly by Werther.
Werther thrust the giant ax into the soil with his right hand, raised his head to block Corso's fist, and then punched him hard in the face.
Werther used a lot of force in this punch. Cosso's left eye was blown out by Werther's punch, and the entire eye socket was sunken, and he was immediately unconscious. However, one of his hands was still held by Werther, and Werther pulled him with one hand.
He picked up his limp body and punched him in the face again and again.
Within a few blows, Kesuo's head was completely flattened, and only red flesh and white broken bones could be seen. Bright red blood mixed with white brains flowed over his body.
Grabbing the handle of the giant ax again with his right hand, Lun circled and chopped Koso's waist into two pieces, then lifted his upper body and threw it aside. The two Dothraki halves merged into one on the ground.
"Iron face! Iron face!"
"He is born with divine power!"
The audience burst into cheers.
Witte turned towards the direction of the Dothraki, took a deep breath, spittle and voice came out of his mouth: "Who else!
”
In addition to Asha and Xion, many people present have seen that Iron Mask's strength is very extraordinary. At least, his reaction speed and strength are far beyond ordinary people. He can compete with strong men who specialize in strength training. Everyone's heart begins to face Iron Mask.
I started to think carefully.
After his bloodrider was killed, Khal Drogo stood up and looked at Witte with a dead look. Witte also looked at him and raised a finger to make a hooking motion towards him.
"Aha!" Seeing that Iron Mask dared to challenge him, Khal Drogo shouted, preparing to go down and kill Iron Mask himself.
Khal Drogo is a warrior who has experienced hundreds of battles. Among the contemporary Dothraki, he is recognized as the best in terms of tallness, strength and martial arts. He mentally evaluated the strength and reaction speed of Iron Mask, and it should be
I can beat it.
Khal Drogo, Witte was looking forward to it. He calmed down his heartbeat, tried hard to suppress the magic power in his body, and wanted to use his martial arts to fight with this man who was the most powerful in combat.
"Khal Drogo, you are today's guest. According to our custom in Meereen, your men can come on stage, but you can't." Daenerys gave an unknown reason.
Iron Mask cannot die, this man of great martial arts must be kept for his own use. Khal Drogo cannot die either. Once he dies, his tribe and allies will fall apart in order to compete for the new leader position. The alliance finally negotiated,
We can’t fall short just because of a competition for face.
Khal Drogo looked at the other two Khals around him, and then at Daenerys' husband Hizdahr, somewhat confused.
"Khal Drogo, the gladiatorial contest in Meereen is just for the entertainment of the guests. If we guests end up, it won't be a performance." Hizdahr also made up a reason.
Khal Drogo pointed at Wit, made a gesture of slitting his throat, smiled and sat down. The Dothraki were really used to life and death, and a few people had to die before getting married. After he made this gesture, his
The subordinates will seek revenge for the dead bloodrider in the Iron Mask Duel.
The Dothraki came to collect the corpses, and the corpses of the dead gladiators had been dragged away by the slaves of the manor, and they would quietly make broth or pickled meat at night.
Daenerys looked at the tall, burly, muscular Werther and wanted to take him for her own use. Ironface might have conflicts with the Dothraki later, so now she had a chance to take him in first, so she said to Werther
: "Iron Mask, can you take off your mask? I still don't know what you look like?"
Werther stood up straight and said honestly: "I'm afraid that my appearance will scare many people here. Are you sure you want to see my appearance?"
"I've heard the story about the Iron Mask. He covered his face because it was disfigured by fire." Asha quickly explained behind Daenerys. If Werther takes off the mask here, it will be an unmanageable situation. p>
"Who would cover their face if they are handsome, haha." Xion also helped, but his smile was very forced.
"I have seen people who have been burned by fire. It would be better for Your Majesty the Princess not to look at them." The young man Quentin also said.
Dario, the leader of the Storm Crow Regiment, laughed and said: "Haha, the one who died just now, his face was smashed into a pulp and you didn't see you scared, so it doesn't matter if his face is ruined!"
Daenerys stood up and smiled sweetly at everyone: "A true warrior relies on his loyalty, martial arts and oaths to gain respect, not on his appearance. Ironface, your disfigurement is not a shortcoming, and I will not do it because of it."
If you are disfigured and discriminate against you, others will slander you and you will be despised by everyone."
Everyone present focused their attention, feeling that she was becoming more and more like a person in a superior position.
Daenerys looked at Werther, raised her hands and said loudly: "In the name of Daenerys, the Princess of Dragonstone, the Mother of Dragons, the Unburnt, and the "Stormborn" of the Targaryen family, I order the Iron Mask to be taken off.
Mask."
"As you wish!"
The iron mask covered the entire face, even the temples. The mask extended to around the ears, with only the eyes and mouth exposed. Werther threw the giant ax aside, reached behind his head with his hands and untied the straps. p>
When everyone was prepared to see a disgusting and mutilated face, and in nervous anticipation, Werther dragged the mask away slowly with one hand, wiped the hair on his forehead that was weighed down by the mask, and looked at Dani with a smile.
Liz.
"It's over!" Asha, who was behind Daenerys, had already slumped down with her legs weak.
"It's over!" Xion's hand trembled as he held onto the hilt of the Night Sword, preparing to capture Daenerys, which might save her life.
"It's not disfigured!"
"He's quite handsome, only a little uglier than me."
Quentin Martell did not move in his seat. The Dornish royal family knew Werther's information very well. His face turned purple and his legs were trembling, waiting for death to come.
"It turns out that you are afraid of attracting people because you are good-looking. Please put on the mask quickly."
Daenerys spoke very slowly, fearing that her voice would tremble, and the makeup on her face concealed her complexion.
She remembered the person who killed her brother even after she died! She even put a small amount of the ashes of Viserys's skull in the pendant of her necklace and carried it with her, hoping to wait for revenge before being buried in the Red Keep.
Daenerys waited for Werther's response, clutching the armrests of the chair tightly with both hands, her heart beating fast.