Chapter 536

"Brother, what about you?"

And garland was surprised when he heard his brother's words.

Now the Duke of mace tiller and his youngest son, lolas, have changed their attire and are ready to find a chance to rush out.

"There are so many soldiers here, so many men in the river, the war is not over... I want to stay here."

Veras held the battlement in his hand and said in a hoarse voice.

"Don't worry, it's more useful for me to live. They won't kill me easily."

Veras was determined and irrefutable, and even his father and brother's persuasion was useless.

Then, in desperation, Garan had to take his father and brother and rush out of the city through the small gate under the protection of the guards.

Villas was determined to live and die with more River soldiers. He stood at the head of the city and watched his father and his two brothers go away.

However, I didn't expect that the team who wanted to escape from Xingsuo city quietly was watched by the doslakers shortly after they left the city from the small gate.

"Roar!"

A group of dorslak warriors, riding on war horses, howled and quickly chased up, surrounded the carriage and the guards of the Tyrell family.

"Die!"

"Brave" garland tiller was shocked and angry when he saw the Dothraki chasing after him, and then fought back with a long gun in his hand.

The title "brave" garland was given to him by his brother veras. Because garland was fat when he was young, veras was afraid that his brother would be bullied, so he gave him a nickname "brave" garland to protect his brother from being laughed at.

After growing up, garland did not live up to the nickname given by his brother. He was tall and strong, far better than his brother and brother, and had excellent swordsmanship. At the same time, he could deal with three or four soldiers calmly.

However, Garan tillier, who practiced sword in the castle, was still a little too immature in the face of real killers. The growth environment of the doslak was much more cruel than him, and his combat skills were more inclined to use.

What's more, Garan tillier is against the blood League guard of wesselis and the commander of the whole doslak army, cago.

At a glance, cago saw a carriage coming out of Xingsuo city. He knew that it must ride important people in the city. When he saw that he was going to be defeated, he wanted to take the opportunity to slip away.

So Kago led more than a dozen dorslak warriors around him to catch up and prepare to intercept and kill these people.

Garan tiller, wearing bright armor, jumped his horse and shot straight into Kago's chest, but was directly leaned over his horse by the flexible doslak warrior.

Dang Dang——

Then their weapons collided violently, and two clear scars appeared on Garland's long gun, which was almost cut off by varelia's steel knife.

"Valerian steel?"

Garland was a little surprised and angry. He didn't expect that a barbarian was waving valerian steel weapons.

Then they met face to face, turned the horse's head again and killed again.

This time, cago was no longer merciful. He seemed to be excited when he met a suitable opponent.

Kago took off his animal skin armor, revealed his strong and dark muscles, waved an yarac machete in his hand, and came again.

Then, at the moment when the two horses crossed, they directly attached themselves, holding the horse's stomach between their legs, controlled themselves not to fall, and cut off Garan Tiller's horse legs with a knife.

Cutting horse legs is one of the usual fighting skills of the doslak people, and the arrogant Knight of the rose family was caught off guard. Where has he seen such a dirty move?

The war horse made a painful neighing. When garland tillleton on the horse's back fell to the ground with his horse, his helmet was flattened and his head was dizzy.

"Damn it!"

Garland tiller lay on the ground for a long time before he regained his composure.

"Bah -"

He got up in embarrassment, spit out the soil in his mouth, knelt on one knee on the ground, and then took off his flattened helmet and threw it on the ground.

Garan tillier wanted to denounce the other party for not speaking martial virtue and having no honor, but then he thought that the other party was originally an uncivilized barbarian, and he couldn't speak. He could only spit blood and sputum in his mouth again. He just fell and seemed to throw his teeth.

"Whoa --"

On the other hand, cago seemed to be interested. He cut off the legs of the rose knight, but did not take advantage of each other. He also turned over and dismounted and jumped off the horse.

He threw his machete aside, then took out two daggers from his waist and threw them to the ground.

Cago threw away all his weapons, barehanded, opened his arms, exposed his chest, and provoked arrogantly in doslak language.

"Hey!"

Step, step

The sound of horses' hoofs was chaotic and noisy around. The dorslak warriors raised and fell their swords, and the guards of the tiller family screamed repeatedly below.

Where they were the opponents of the doslacks, they were killed in an instant, leaving only Duke mace tiller and little Loras and his son, who were shivering in the carriage.

They were roughly dragged out of the carriage, pushed and knelt to the ground, and machetes pressed on their necks.

“Chiftik！”

The doslaks around rode on war horses with contempt and ridicule on their faces, and even one kicked mace Tiller's ass.

They are mocking the Duke of Gaoting as a fat pig, cowardly, giving up his soldiers and running away. They despise this kind of person most. In doslak, this kind of person is associated with cockroaches.

On the other side, garland tiller threw off his helmet and looked a little embarrassed.

He couldn't understand what the doslaker in front of him was saying, but he could understand the provocative meaning on the other party's face.

And his father and brother have been caught by each other, with the knife on his neck.

"Damn barbarian!"

Garland trembled with anger, gasped heavily, and cursed without fear.

Then he threw away his spear, which was not convenient for walking, pulled out his sword from his waist with a clang, and then pointed at the other party.

Instead of bowing to the barbarians who invaded his homeland, he fought like his brother.

Because he knew that in the face of these unspeakable barbarians, the aristocracy was not easy to play. Instead of defiling the honor and bending his knees to death, he might as well choose to die standing.

If you can kill each other, you can earn one.

"Come on!"

The knight of the river bend was surrounded by the enemy, pulled out his sword and roared.

When the doslakers surrounded the battlefield saw that the other party accepted the challenge of cago, they immediately raised their machetes and cheered. The doslakers respected warriors and despised cowards.

"Roar! Roar! Roar!"