Gao Wunan's Legend of Wushuang

"What do you think makes the great King Sauron wait here?" Brian turned his head suddenly, his eyes were like sharp eagle eyes, sharp and cold, and he stared at him firmly, "Wake up! My lords! I The reason why your master did not order the attack immediately was only because he was sympathetic to the blood of innocent people, Meereen has enough blood left, and he does not want the bricks and stones of Yunkai to be stained red again!"

The sages fell silent for a long time before saying in a dry voice, "We need time to discuss."

"A reasonable request." Brian said, "but please tell my lord your answer as soon as possible, before sunset."

The sage's so-called consultation was only a last resort. They summoned the noble chiefs of the guards and the leaders of the mercenary group, but asked the messengers they sent, "When will the coalition forces from the Free Cities arrive?"

The messenger replied: "The governors responded that they have accelerated the formation of the coalition forces, but the coalition forces will take three days at the fastest to arrive."

"Yunkai can't wait for them for three days!" The sages discussed with each other with ugly faces, and then asked another envoy, "Your Excellency Tebes G. Mollywesian, may I ask that the greedy envoy of your envoy How does Khal Ogo answer us?"

Tebes Ge Moliwesian has pure Ghisian blood. Although he is old, his old eyes are not dim, and his hair is combed upwards to form a sharp angle, like a bird trying to express itself old fleas.

"Khal Ogo accepted our gift, and he became furious and said that he would cut off the head of the fake khal who violated the Dothraki tradition."

However, before the wise lords could express their joy, Tebes G Moriwesian continued: "But the mighty Khal Ogo must first deal with the despicable Khal Drogon. They are at war."

The faces of the sages became even more ugly, and they discussed with each other again, this time they discussed for a long time, and after a while they quarreled and accused each other, but as time got closer and closer to sunset, their expressions became more urgent.

In the end, they reached a consensus.

"Civilization always succumbs to barbarism, but justice will always come. In order for the ancient and noble Ghis lineage to survive, we have to temporarily bow our knees to that tyrant."

A sage said this, and the other sages nodded unanimously.

Although they surrendered, they only surrendered by force. The Son of the Harpy's maintenance of bloodline orthodoxy will never change.

Chapter 25 Challenge

"Coward!" The sudden voice made the sages look sideways.

It was Melo, leader of the Second Sons, a Braavosian with pale green eyes and a thick red-and-gold beard that fell almost to his waist, and called himself the Bastard of the Titans because he was so tall.

"Just a few words of intimidation will make you surrender the city-state obediently!" He accused the other side.

The sages looked at each other, and Grazdan stepped forward and said, "Please rest assured, Your Excellency, the sage promised that there will be no less gold marks."

"Of course." Melo announced loudly, "The Golden Mark is the reward the Second Sons deserve, but we still have a debt to settle with that guy named Zoro!"

Grazdan remembered the feud between the Second Sons and the tyrant.

Not long ago, a team of the Second Sons who plundered the Lazarin on the Dosraki prairie was attacked by the other party's subordinates. The mercenary group suffered heavy casualties, and all the mercenaries who surrendered and survived became Lazarin soldiers. The object of practicing bow and crossbow.

After this battle, the Second Sons was almost torn apart, and it was the leader Melo who spent most of his savings to recruit personnel, which ensured the existence of the Second Sons.

This kind of understanding made Grazdan feel troubled, he frowned, and said: "We used gold marks and sex slaves to hire you to fight for us, and now we don't need you to fight, sir, please don't do unnecessary things. "

"It's a pointless thing." Melo spit and slaughtered the ground, his character is as rude as his appearance, "My brothers are not as easy to satisfy as I am, I heard that the nine free trade cities opened that guy's head The price is sky-high, and the brothers don’t want to give up such an opportunity.”

"That's got to get his head, too."

"You only need to stick to it for three days, my lords." Melo grinned, "If you stay in the city, you won't be confident for three days! When the coalition forces from the nine free cities arrive, they will be like a Reese brothel. Let us have fun, you bitch."

"But Meereen lasted only two hours, and its walls are taller than Astapor and Yunkai put together! Even so, there is no defense against that man's footsteps!"

"Who knows what's really going on? Maybe the great lords opened the city gate by themselves in a daze. According to the rumors, the man still has three heads and seven arms, but my eyes tell me that the other party is just a pretending liar!"

"Liar or not, but he has an army of 7000 men, and every single spit is enough to overwhelm us." Grazdan was already impatient, and he wondered whether to ask the guards to expel this guy.

"But their commander is just a liar who has fooled everyone." Melo sneered disdainfully, "The majestic Titan bastard will prove this to the world, and maybe the other side will fight themselves after the liar reveals his truth. Ha! Dothraki How could the wild horses put up with sheep around an army of men and Lazarines."

After all, Melo ignored Grazdan's ugly face, laughed and left.

Grazdan felt his teeth hurt for a while, but Melo's words still gave him a strange thought. He turned his head to look in the direction of the Stormcrow Mercenary Group, and asked, "Everyone, do you have the same idea?"

There are three leaders of the Stormcrows. Puranda Na Jisen is a thick Ghis, with a broad face and black hair that has gradually turned gray; the bald Salo has a crooked scar that spans the Dario Na Harris was handsome, with a beard trimmed into three and dyed blue to match his eyes and curls that fell to his neck.

Puranda na Gison said: "The Second Sons will fight for Yunkai when they have received the Golden Mark of the Good Lord."

The bald-headed Salo continued: "But since the sages have decided to give up, the Second Sons will not shed blood in vain, but the gold marks they accept will never be returned."

Dario Na Harris smiled with a fair and handsome face, a golden tooth flickered in his mouth, and he finally said in an exaggerated tone: "Although the Second Sons are also very interested in that Kayo's head, but Since Captain Melo is one step ahead, he can only give up this opportunity with regret."

"Cunning mercenary!" Grazdan didn't know whether he was happy or disappointed, but on the surface he nodded, "Very good!" he said.

"Take your gold, mercenary, you can leave. Of course, as the price of surrender, the one promised to keep us all safe, and you can also choose to stay."

Dario looked at the two companions, then replied, "We choose to stay."

……

In the evening, the wise lords of Yunkai handed in the letter of surrender as scheduled.

"Accident?" Brian said with a strange face, "Melo, the bastard son of the Second Sons, wants to challenge my master?"

"We have persuaded him, my friend." Grazdan tried to distance himself from Yunkai'i, "but because of his previous enmity with you, he insisted on doing something unwise."

Regarding this, Brian sighed and said, "It's not your fault, Your Excellency. If someone insists on dying, who can stop him?"

Below the city wall, Mero rode a black steed. He was wearing a dark inner lining and a silver chain mail covering his huge body. The weapons were two two-handed giant swords. When he danced, he could Scrape the dust from the ground.

He galloped back and forth on the flat field on horseback, clamoring to challenge the commander of the army on the opposite side.

The mercenaries of the Second Sons beat their shields with their swords and guns, cheering for their captain.

Gray Worm of the Unsullied and Doro the Dothraki challenged one after another.

"Your Majesty, the villain requests to show you how to use the spear."

"Kayo, please let me fight! I will dedicate the disclosure of this arrogant man to you."

Even the Lazarin, a ranged unit, requested to fight.

As the commander of the Dothraki, Sauron Khal has no bloodrider, and no one is qualified to serve as his bloodrider, which is inconsistent with the tradition of the Dothraki.

Of course, this is not the only tradition that Sauron Khal violated.

"I know all about your loyalty." Wu Feng raised the roaring giant sword with one hand and stepped onto the tall war horse, "but I decided to bring them fear and despair myself."

The next moment, the steed turned into an arrow and charged in the direction of Yunkai City.

The clamoring Me Luo froze for a moment, then laughed and swung his swords to kill Wu Feng.

The two figures crossed each other in an instant.

Melo still maintained the movement of chopping his hands alternately, his eyes glared, as if he was glaring at his opponent, and then the fronts of his arms and the upper half of his shoulders slid off his body.

"Whoa!"

Until then, a large amount of blood gushed out from the wound, and Melo's remnant body shook on the horse and fell down.

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Begging for all kinds of tickets, I racked my brains to write every day, but my grades did not show much improvement. I was very shocked!

Chapter 26 Liberation

The shouts of the mercenaries stopped abruptly.

However, something even more unexpected happened to them. Wu Feng didn't stop after beheading Melo. He rode a steed to charge towards the coalition forces.

"He killed the head!"

"Kill him! Avenge Lord Melo!"

"Fire arrows!"

The mercenaries bent their bows and set arrows, and the sharp arrows flew at the galloping knights.

Wu Feng swung the sword quickly, and the terrible wind pressure deflected and moved the arrow, making it impossible to even get close to his body.

In the mercenary group, there were those who were not afraid of death and urged their steeds to kill towards the opposite side.

"Siege and kill him! We'll get rich!" Gold Mark confuses people, not to mention the money-hungry mercenaries, they completely watched the end of their regiment leader just now, and rushed forward bravely.

Wu Feng took it all, the two sides only fought for a few rounds, and the dozen or so mercenaries dispatched had already fallen heavily from their horses to the ground, their heads and bodies were permanently moved.

After losing almost half of the cavalry, the mercenary finally understood that the opponent could not be fought by a dozen or so people, he was not human at all!Because no one can kill more than a dozen people in a row without blushing or panting.

"Array!" Someone among the mercenaries shouted, and they quickly moved their positions. The shield soldiers lined up on the top of the shield wall, and the spears protruded from the gaps in the shields, like a steel hedgehog huddled together.

Wu Feng rushed towards the shield array at unabated speed, and when he was close to the spear tip, he pulled the reins suddenly, the horse under him neighed and raised its hooves, and the next moment the giant sword slammed against the shield array with a huge force of ten thousand catties superior.

"Boom!" Like a thunderbolt exploding on the ground, a wave of air visible to the naked eye gradually rose, and countless pieces of iron and human body stumps flew around.

Wu Feng charged into the crowd in the form of lightning, and the huge sword swept across, leaving behind fan-shaped corridors of flesh and blood in the same place with incomparably terrifying power.

The mercenaries tried desperately, but they found that they couldn't even get close to each other. Every mercenary who came into contact with him was sent flying. The bones of his body were broken by violence, and he was already dead when he landed. Can't die anymore.

In just a few minutes, more than fifty mercenaries had already died in his hands, and he didn't even seem to be breathing. half as high.

"It's... a monster!" The mercenaries did not lack courage, especially under the encouragement of the golden mark, they even risked their lives, but it did not mean that they could fight against the inhuman existence. Fleeing towards the outside.

Countless mercenaries spouted blood and flew into the sky. The densely packed mercenaries made it easier for Wu Feng to output. He killed almost one person per second with precision and ruthlessness.

In order to escape, the mercenaries even pulled out their weapons and aimed at their former comrades-in-arms, just to blaze a way to escape. They rushed in all directions, but their heads were cut off by the machetes of Dothraki wandering around.

However, they would rather rush to kill the Dothraki horse with a one in ten thousand chance, rather than turn around and face the terrifying killing god.

Wu Feng had no choice but to chase down the enemy all over the field. His speed was much faster than the opponent's. A mercenary died under his sword, and the blood flow almost converged into a stream and flowed slowly on the ground.

This battle was like a joke from the beginning to the end. It was more like a massacre than a battle. The massacre of 500 people by one person took no more than half an hour.

Because of Mero's arrogance and ignorance, the price was the destruction of the Second Sons.

On the walls, Grazdan began to tremble, and so did the Good Lords.

Down below, Yunkai's men and the men of the Brave Company trembled still more, for they were nearer to the man, so close that they could almost feel the chill on the edge of the sword.

They couldn't believe that there was such a person in the world who could fight against an army by himself, and what was even more frightening was that he completely wiped out the army.

The screams of the mercenaries before they died are still vivid in my memory. When the warm blood splashed on their faces, they didn't even dare to wipe it off. Those who mistakenly thought it was the Second Sons harvested it.

Especially the three leaders of the Stormcrows, they were almost scared to pee. Not long ago, they were planning to share a piece of the pie and exchange the head of King Sauron for a huge bounty from the Free City.

"Shua!" The last head rolled to the ground, and the audience was silent.

A gust of wind blew past, blowing the smell of blood and corpses across the venue, and everyone could smell it.

"The Second Sons will be removed from today." On the city wall, Brian sighed, and said to Grazdan, the representative of the Good Lord, "Mero's stupidity offended the Lord, Your Excellency, do you think so?"

Grazdan squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying, and he bowed slightly unconsciously, "You are right, Your Excellency Brian, but what he did has nothing to do with Yunkai. Please convey the loyalty of the good lord to that majesty."

"Of course." Brian nodded, "My king will know your loyalty..."