The long beach on the outskirts of Meereen is all pure white sand, soft and warm, and the blue waves hit the beach without any foam. This is a tourist attraction that will be fought over for generations to come. p>
In this world, only poor people or slaves lie on the beach to bask in the sun. They want to dry the fleas or lice on their bodies. Only a few nobles, such as Werther, have this hobby.
Werther took off his obstructive white robe and hood, and stepped on the beach wearing only a pair of shorts and sandals. The sea breeze blew his short hair, and the sun felt very comfortable on his tall and strong body. It was the thousands of cavalry charging from behind who were destroying
This beautiful scenery.
Daenerys had already ridden her horse towards Meereen, almost a hundred meters away, and stopped to watch Werther's battle.
Missandei covered the sun with her hands and looked at Werther, who was only wearing underpants: "Princess, look, he ran to the beach! Even if he is a magician, he can't deal with these ten thousand Dothraki cavalry."<
/p>
"Not necessarily, Werther is not easy to deal with." Daenerys was really looking forward to Werther being cut into pieces. She also recalled the doomsday scene in Braavos when she was a child, and began to pray for these Dothraki, praying that they would get all kinds of benefits.
The blessing of the road spirit can kill Werther.
Looking at the cavalry getting closer and closer, Witte began to cast magic. A set of ice armor gradually covered his body, and flames burned all over his body. He held the hilt of the Bloody Ska Blade with both hands and charged towards Drogo who was rushing at the front.
Kaa waved diagonally in the direction.
The blood-red crescent moon flashed across quickly, and the neck of the white war horse under Khal Drogo was cut off directly. After seeing Witte's action of raising the sword, he was already ready. Before the red light arrived, the man had already rolled over to the side of the horse.
He turned sideways and escaped the blow. Following him, two cavalrymen were killed by Crescent Moon.
The headless white horse hit the ground hard, and Khal Drogo jumped behind another cavalryman before the horse fell to the ground.
One after another red light struck, Khal Drogo jumped on the cavalry's horse to dodge, and more than a dozen fallen horses and cavalry were trampled into pulp by the horses behind them.
He actually dodged it! Amazing!
Mobilizing magic power to activate dual summons, the two demon kings walked out of the purple magic and looked at Werther.
"Dragonborn! Are you going to kill someone again?"
Two demons, Werther, recognized him from his horns and greeted acquaintances he had met several times.
Werther pointed behind them: "Look at the back, leave the ones at the front to me, and kill the others as you please!"
"Blood! Ahhhh!" The two summoned demons would not really die and rushed directly to both sides of the Dothraki cavalry.
He didn't expect the two demons to kill so many cavalry, as long as they could disrupt the opponent's charging formation. Witte changed to holding the sword with one hand, waiting for Khal Drogo who was deliberately let go.
Drogo also saw that Witte was waiting for him, so he ignored the two men in black armor and let the remaining cavalry charge directly towards Witte.
"Woo! Ha!"
Khal Drogo leaped high from his horse, held the scimitar in his hand with both hands, and slashed it towards Wirt.
Werther did not dodge or evade, but raised his sword to block.
Cang!
The two weapons collided and made a loud sound.
After his feet landed on the ground, Drogo quickly turned around and backed away, raising his scimitar with one hand and pointing it at Werther.
Werther looked at the weapon in his hand, a Valyrian steel scimitar with a dragon bone handle! No wonder Drogo dared to fight like this when he saw that he had a magical weapon.
"Roar!"
Drogo, who was taller than Werther, attacked again. Werther turned off the magic of his flame cloak and fought him with only his giant sword. The two demon kings blocked the cavalry in front, causing those charging behind to stop or change.
direction.
"Ha!"
clang
"Roar!"
Witte and Drogo had a chance to fight for a while. The two of them displayed their martial arts skills on the beach, and their moves were always close to each other's vital points. The other side followed the opponent's moves, turned sideways, roared and made loud noises with their weapons. Drogo's strength and reflexes are top-notch. Werther has no hero-cherishing mentality, just to experience the martial arts of the strongest Dothraki.
Suddenly feeling that the two summoned demons had returned to the world of annihilation, Vit pulled away and took a few steps back to look at the group of cavalry. Hundreds of bodies of people and horses were scattered everywhere, and other Dothraki cavalry formed two groups.
They ran in a large circle non-stop, and the ground in the middle was densely covered with missing arrows. All the scimitars in their hands were replaced by bows and arrows, and there were a few tooth-white keel bows among them.
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Having almost learned martial arts, Witte said to Khal Drogo: "You are the most powerful human being in martial arts that I have seen so far. I will leave you with a complete body!"
Khal Drogo was stunned when he heard the Dothraki spoken by Veidt.
The fight between the two went from the beach to knee-deep in the sea. Witte no longer held back, thrust the giant sword into the ground, and kicked Khal Drogo quickly in the abdomen.
Bang!
"Ugh!" The force of this kick was so strong that Drogo's soles left the knee-deep sea.
Werther grabbed his hand holding the scimitar, twisted it from his hand, and cut Drogo's long braid from his shoulder with a swipe.
"Oh no!"
Bang!
Another hard, fast kick, this time hitting Drogo directly in the face.
The groggy Drogo knelt down in the water. Werther twisted his wrists behind his back, swept his legs to make him fall down, and pressed his neck with the other hand, pushing his head into the sea.
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Drogo shut his mouth tightly and struggled desperately, and Werther's feet began to freeze on the beach to help him stand more firmly.
The soft sandy beach and the undulating sea water made Drogo unable to exert any force while lying on his stomach. He tried to forcefully break Wirt's hand from behind, but it remained motionless like breaking steel.
"No! Werther is going to drown Khal Drogo! Someone save him!" Daenerys suddenly shouted, her heart beating rapidly for some unknown reason.
The scene was too noisy, and she was far away. No matter how loud she shouted, the Dothraki couldn't hear her. However, the Dothraki had been paying attention to their Khal, and saw Drogo lying in the water struggling, with hundreds of people in front of him.
Everyone starts charging towards Werther on horseback!
"qadv!"
When Daenerys heard the familiar High Valyrian language and saw the dragon-shaped energy armor on Werther, she was frightened. She had a bad feeling in her heart and held on to the reins.
"rda!"
There is no time to hold Drogo with both hands, and Veidt still has a mouth.
A huge roar overwhelmed all the sounds! The sound wave visible to the naked eye plowed a ravine on the beach, and rushed into the pile of Dothraki cavalry at high speed. The horses and people swept by were instantly crushed.
The fragments were mixed together and continued to rush back. They disappeared after more than a hundred meters. The people and horses in the middle were all in. The seawater poured into the gully and quickly rushed to the other end. When it reached the end of the gully, it set off a blood-red wave, and countless fragments floated on it.
Sea surface.
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...... maybe, I that you don't see your dead body, the disappearance of your comrades actually aroused the Dothraki's ferocity and they continued to charge towards Wit.
The strength of Drogo's struggle beneath him had weakened, and Werther turned in one direction: "rda!"
The sound waves plowed the ravine only halfway.
"rda!"
Another sound wave came out. Three dragons roared in three directions, and the Dothraki rushing in front all turned into minced meat and soaked in the ditch.
Drogo in his hand had lost all strength. Werther let him go and let him float on his stomach on the sea. He picked up his scimitar and stuck it on the beach. He held the giant sword in both hands and rushed towards the remaining Dothraki. The Dothraki who were rushing behind bypassed three ravines, and when they turned a corner, they saw Witte rushing towards him with his whole body shining brightly. They immediately raised their bows and arrows and started shooting.
The distance between the two sides was enough for bows and arrows to shoot directly. They shot Werther with bows and arrows, and lightning appeared on Werther's body again, regardless of the bow and arrow hitting his body.
"Ha!"
Several streaks of blood-red sword energy flew out again.
The Dothraki bloodriders must first avenge Kaa, and then follow Kaa to death. It was not known whether they died before, but now it is an endless battle between both sides.
Witte rushed into the Dothraki formation. There were no bows and arrows, only the clash of scimitars and giant swords, howls and screams.
Buzz
Two storm elements composed of rotating stones and lightning appeared, sending out strings of lightning in the pile of people and horses. The loud sound of electric current passing through the air drowned out the roar of the cavalry.
Woohoo
It is short and different from the horn sounds that Werther usually hears.
Khal Drogo died, but the other two Khals did not die. The two of them led their men to retreat. Some of Drogo's men did not know why, and they also retreated with them.
Drogo has his own bloodriders to take revenge. The two Khals now have to rush to gather the remnants of Drogo's troops. Thousands of cavalry on the northern prairie now have no one to belong to. Whoever has the ability to conquer them will belong to them. Seeing the red light and lightning still raging in the distance, Daenerys felt very sad about Drogo's death for some reason, and the tears in her eyes couldn't stop flowing.
"Drink"
After a flash of lightning followed by a flash of red light, the last Dothraki around Werther, the man on the horse who had been scorched by electricity, was split into two halves together with the horse and man.
Covered in blood, Werther removed the magic, panted slowly and walked towards the beach, picked up the Valyrian scimitar stuck on the ground, and saw the common Valyrian language engraved on the handle of the dragon bone:
To 'Shadow' Shan Duoke.
Single Dorker? Never heard of it. Werther washed off the blood on the seaside, put on the clothes he had thrown away before, then rode Avak again and slowly walked towards Daenerys and the other four.
"You despicable usurper! Heartless butcher! You are a monster!" Daenerys yelled at Werther.
"Princess, no!" Several maids advised her beside her.
Daenerys shed tears and continued her filial piety: "You stole our family's magic and stole our family's dragon. You will be cursed by all the gods!"
After a battle just now, Werther became angry instantly and asked the maid next to her: "What happened to her?"
Missandei was very nervous when she saw Werther's face: "We don't know how she became like this."
"Witt! You are a monster! The offspring you gave birth to.
Um"
Daenerys was still spitting, but she suddenly stopped and looked at herself. The tip of the huge sword, which was dark and glowing with red light, penetrated Daenerys's abdomen and passed out from behind her waist.
"Do you really think I don't dare to kill you?"
Werther said calmly:
"Princess!" Several maids got off their horses, helped Daenerys off the horse, and laid her flat on the ground.
Missandei stood in front of Werther, raised her hands to stop Werther, and said in a tearful voice: "Please, Lord Werther, please don't hurt Daenerys anymore! I beg you!"
Werther looked at Daenerys lying on the ground expressionlessly.
"Missandei, come here." Daenerys' abdomen was stained red with blood, and the maids were tearing off her skirt to stop the bleeding.
"What are your orders?"
Daenerys asked Missandei to come close to her and whispered her last words in her ear.
Missandei also began to cry: "I understand, Your Majesty, if Master Werther won't kill me, I will definitely help you do it."
Daenerys's lips had turned white. She was held in the arms of the maid and looked at Werther helplessly:
"Come here, I have something to tell you."
Werther walked over and squatted beside her.
"Come closer, I'm running out of energy." Daenerys's voice became smaller and smaller.
As soon as Werther put his ear close to her mouth, Daenerys bit her. Werther put up a finger to stop her.
"That's it? You want to bite me before you die?"
"Hehehe." Daenerys now has no strength to retreat and can only watch.
"I wonder if you know that some magicians can control airflow, so many magicians have very good ears. I heard the last words you and Missandei just said."
Werther's hand lit up with a yellow light, and a healing magic was thrown on Daenerys.
The lost blood cannot be replaced, but the wounds and damaged internal organs quickly recover until only the clothes that are damaged and soaked with blood are left.
"You liar!" Daenerys gained the strength and immediately cursed at Werther.
"Let's go, now I know where your dragon is. I'll use you as bait now and wait for your dragon to come." Werther mounted the skeleton horse and walked towards Meereen City with a smile.
"You liar!" Missandei also scolded Werther in a low voice.
A maid helped Daenerys onto her horse, and the two rode a horse together. Several people followed Werther to the city of Meereen.
Returning to the Parr family's pyramid, Oznak was very surprised to see Werther bring Daenerys home.
Werther called several people from Volantis and several heads of the Parr family together. Daenerys was now a hostage, sitting behind Werther. The three little girls were very unhappy and looked at them with hatred.
With Daenerys.
Vittor drank two large glasses of wine: "Something happened. Originally, I planned to lurk next to her secretly and wait for the opportunity. But she insisted on looking at my face, which exposed my identity, so I had to tie her up." Oznak: "Lord Witte, was it you who was involved in the previous battle in the suburbs outside the city?"
Witte: "It was the battle between me and the Dothraki, and Khal Drogo was drowned by me."
"What! The most powerful Kaa is dead!" Everyone present couldn't believe it.
Belicio Stangoni touched the dragon-shaped pendant on his chest through his clothes: "It's absolutely true, all Drogo's bloodriders were killed in the battle, and now it's Jumoccao's men who are here to collect the bodies."
Werther pointed at Daenerys: "Now the situation in Meereen has come to a standstill. Her husband wants to be the king of Meereen. I have tied her up. Her forces will definitely organize an army to come to the rescue. War is inevitable.
You can inform all the great masters that now is the time to choose sides!"
It is not certain whether the war will really start. Werther is thinking about the possibility at this time. If the other side sees too many troops, all the great lords of Meereen will choose to surrender, and he will be embarrassed.