Game of Thrones: Winter Dragon Lord

Chapter 35 No.30 Five Flame Guards

"When's your name day, Cole."

Tyrion sat by the fire and questioned him.

Cole had just returned from riding a dusty horse, and when he put on the red robe, he was already the leader of the People of Fire, three tribes, the Painted Dogs, the Scorching Man, and the Redsmiths.

Although the three tribes all call themselves the People of Flame, they may not have no friction with each other.

The Painted Dogs claim to be authentic flames, and look down on the other two separated tribes. The hot-tempered Burning People will not be used to it. They have been unhappy with the Painted Dogs for a day or two.

The Redsmith Department has always been mixed between the two tribes, in a dilemma.The Huagou tribe has a profound background and has always occupied the title of the first division of the Mingyue Mountains. The population of the entire tribe is more than 3000, and the number of fighters who can fight is close to 2000.

As for the Scorching People, a rising star that only emerged in the past hundred years, although there are only about 1000 fighters, their notoriety can be said to make every freeman feel terrified.It can even spread the reputation to the flatlanders.

The Painting Dog Department has always kept a low profile. They have lived in seclusion in the depths of the Mingyue Mountains for thousands of years. If the land was limited and the population could not increase, they would have sounded the horn to counterattack the Eagle's Nest City long ago.

The Scorching People are just the opposite. They are the most active tribe in the Mingyue Mountains. They have had disputes with most of the high mountain tribes, and they are still alive and well.

Cole picked up the meat roasting on the fire and ate it. Although he was some kind of ghost king of flames, his prestige was not enough at all.

People have different beliefs, and not everyone is a loyal believer. They kneel down to Cole more or just follow the trend.

People are more concerned about themselves, let alone free people.

"Name day? It should have passed." Cole took a bite of the meat, and the juice splashed in his mouth.

Tyrion can restrain the free folk well through interests, and his prestige is even higher than that of Cole, and he himself doesn't care about the conflicts between those tribes, it's just an employment relationship anyway.

Cole is different. Whenever there is a dispute between the three tribes under him, they will find him immediately.The whole day was filled with goosebumps, either fighting for ownership of a sheep, or fighting after a verbal dispute.

Not to mention asking someone to control them, the leaders of the various tribes kept arguing all day long.

"Where have we been?" Cole inquired, having been overwhelmed by the shit of the three tribes these days.

"We have already left the Bright Moon Mountain Range, and we will be able to see the flat land tomorrow." Bronn propped a branch into a charcoal fire. "Not with your free folk brothers today?"

Recently, Cole has been staying with Timett and the others every day. All the tribal leaders have sworn blood and fire to him, and Cole is now controlling the entire tribe through them.

Leading more than 3000 people of flame fighters is really not an easy task.The chiefs of the various tribes under him were divided into three parts, and there were many opinions.At this time, Cole, who was inexperienced in management, seemed overwhelmed.

Cole is very clear that such an opportunity is rare. In this world that is about to be troubled, if he holds a force, he will have greater initiative.

"I let Timett and the others go to the tribal competition to select warriors."

Tyrion took a sip of wine, which was brought out from the Department of Dog Painting, "Do you really want to be that 'Lord of Fire'?"

"If there is a war, I think it will be far more useful to bring a group of people than one."

Tyrion nodded, "Why do you choose a champion?"

"Resolve their conflicts."

"contradiction?"

"That's right, there is a deep rift between the Painted Dogs Department and the Burning People Department. This is a problem that has accumulated over the years. I want to divert their conflicts, or create a new enemy for them."

The clever Tyrion quickly realized, clapped his hands and said, "The free folk often cooperate with each other when facing the enemy."

So the next day, a story spread among the people of the flames: the King of Fire wants to form his own "flame guards", and only the most brave [-] people of the flames can become true warriors.They will become the closest fighters of the Flame King, holding the flame sword, and follow the Flame King to fight in all directions.

When the people of the flames heard the sound, they gathered under a high platform, which was built overnight by Kor sent people.

Dong dong dong, suddenly the sound of a drum sounded. In fact, it was just a simple leather drum wrapped in a few sheepskins, but it still quieted down the noisy free folk.

Accompanied by the sound of drums, a group of cavalry walked slowly down the hill, surrounded by a man in a blood-red cloak, and rode their horses around the high platform. Face.

He jumped off his horse, his cloak fluttering in the wind, and slowly climbed onto the high platform under the bow of more than a dozen tribal leaders.

"People of Fire!" His voice resounded through the sky. "When I picked up that stone, the Fire Priest told me that I am the reincarnation of the Lord of Fire. I don't understand why a stone can lead the brave People of Fire, just like you don't understand why a person less than 16 years old boy, can become your king."

A bundle of firewood had already been piled up on the high platform, and Cole took the torch from Timett and threw it into the pile of firewood.

With a bang, flames shot up into the sky in an instant, "Then let the flames give us the answer now!"

He pulled out a sword and plunged it into the fire, and the sword burned instantly. He raised the sword high and walked down.

The crowd evacuated one after another to make room for him, the flaming sword was blazing in his hands, and the scorching breath forced them to retreat.

He took a sword and walked around the people of the fire, and everyone watched silently. At this moment, they really felt the extraordinaryness of the king of fire.

Cole stepped onto the high platform again and asked loudly, "God gave me the power not to fear the flames, and also gave me the mission to lead the people of the flames, so fighters of the free people, are you willing to fight for me?"

"Lord of Fire!" Timett was the first to shout.

In an instant, the group of voices was mighty, like a wave of monstrous flames ignited.

Tyrion watched from a distance. Cole had done a good job in this scene. At least his prestige among the People of Fire would be improved.

"I will recruit the bravest warriors among the People of Fire to be by my side. You will be my sharpest blades, my most trusted brothers, and my partners when I return to the Kingdom of God. Who dares to raise This sword?" He plunged the flaming sword into the fire.

Timet jumped up in an instant, then drew the sword out, raised it high, and thrust it back into the fire.

"Son of Timett, your bravery is witnessed by the flames." Cole swiped his palm with the dagger, smearing blood on his face.

The 300 people who were the first to draw their swords became the first batch of Pyroguards. At the same time, Cole also set the rules. To become a Pyroguard, one must defeat an existing Pyroguard under the witness of Flame.

The Flame Guard is the enemy he set up, an enemy of all the people of the flames. As long as he is still the king of the flames, he will hang this name high and make it the most resounding honor among the people of the flames. The goal of all People of Fire.

After the scene was over, Cole quickly took off the cloak. This red cloak was full of goat blood and smelled very bad.

Sure enough, in the next few days, the conflicts among the People of Flame were much less, and duels were taking place every day. All Cole had to do was sit and watch them wrestle.

(End of this chapter)