Legend of the Dragon King of Ice and Fire

Chapter 316 : Real me

Zhuo Ge thought to the little devil: “What makes Theon Greyjoy so pleasing to the eye?”

Everyone is very interested in this question of Cao.

Tyrion shook his head slightly, and hesitated: “I don’t know, maybe he thinks that he can find his true self in a deadly battle and get rid of cowardice?”

The hero admired him and said: “You can’t demand too much of a coward like him. He can be considered a man if he has the courage to face death.”

“Come, we cheer for the warriors of the Iron Islands!”

Zhuo Ge gave an order, which aroused another cheering from the soldiers, while the enemy clamored and laughed.

“My guess is correct? The stinky guy was really saved by Zhuo Ge.”

Rams Bolton stood in the army, looking at Theon Greyjoy, who was in a rage, with a gloomy expression on his face.

“My lord, don’t worry, Lord Wharton won’t let the stinky guy die easily. I can already foresee the stinky guy crawling on the ground again and begging for us bitterly.”

Huang Dick’s anticipation of the little skinny dog ​​leg evoked a burst of grinning laughter.

“Hahaha…”

“Smelly man, you stink bug, why don’t you roll over and beg your master?”

Wharton raised the sharp steel sword and ridiculed loudly, completely ignoring Theon.

When Walton was still two feet away, Theon stopped his horse.

Hearing the clamor of those who had tortured him, he recalled those painful experiences.

This made him tremble.

The horse on which Theon sat down shook his head impatiently and pulled the sand with its hooves.

It seems that he is very dissatisfied with his cowardly performance.

Everyone was watching Theon’s actions.

Zhuo Ge said disappointedly: “The shadow that Rams Bolton left on him is too great. If he can’t get out, he will lose in this battle!”

Just as Theon was hesitating and his mood was extremely unstable, suddenly, the silent Sansa broke out a sharp cry.

“Theon, remember, you owe me the debt, the debt owed to Winterfell has not been repaid! Your life should not be left here, go and fight like a man!”

Theon was inspired by Sansa’s words to fight, and the guilt in his heart was obviously stronger than the pain caused by the small stripping of the belt.

“Sinner, I am a sinner, I want to pay the debt!”

Theon roared, squeezed his horse’s belly violently, clenched the hilt of the sword and launched a charge.

“Huh! The bug dare to fight with the owner?”

Wharton spoke with disdain, and slapped his horse forward. Dust rose between the hooves of the red war horse, and the pink cloak flew in the wind.

Awe-inspiring, he was ready to hit the shriveled guy with one blow.

Not to mention the lack of fingerless stinks now, even the former Theon, he doesn’t think he is his opponent.

Wharton’s long sword was aimed at the center of the stinky man’s chest, and the bright blade flickered in the sun.

He would be pierced to the heart, Wharton thought.

However, just at the moment of his death, Theon bowed his head abruptly, avoiding his attack in the blink of an eye.

Then he circled the horses, raised the sharp sword, and slashed towards Walton, who was miserable.

“Wow!”

Wharton’s cloak was slit open, and seeing Theon gain the upper hand as soon as he fought, the soldiers on the wall shouted louder.

Sansa clapped for Theon’s quick response: “Good Theon.”

“Damn it, it made me embarrassed!”

Wharton, who thought he had the chance to win, was as heavy as water, and his murderous aura became stronger. He turned his horse’s head, kicked the Spurs, and charged again.

After winning a blow, Theon didn’t look happy. He waited quietly, spotted the coming, and swung his sword away from the opponent’s weapon at a critical moment.

“Yeah!”

Because the hand holding the sword has no fingers, and the anemic Theon is extremely weak, although he struggled to push away the opponent’s offensive, his long sword almost got out of his hand!

As the person involved, Wharton naturally sensed Theon’s weakness.

In fact, it was too obvious, and everyone who watched the battle in the front row noticed it.

“The power is very different.”

Old Mosuo said: “In fact, the Iron Islands kid only needs to avoid the long sword, and the stupid skinner should ride directly toward him, follow him closely, don’t want to cut him off the horse casually.”

This time he changed Theon and launched a charge. Drogo clearly saw that he was heading next to Walton. This is a posture commonly used by Westeros knights in spear contests, not like Dothraki. adversary.

Kao’s eyes are piercing, and he analyzes clearly: “It seems that the guy has realized that he won’t go head-on.”

Considering that the flat and wide surface allows the horse to increase its speed, it also allows Theon to better play the heavy sword.

The captain of the Terror Fort guard tried to estimate the opponent’s actions, while avoiding Theon’s offensive, he deflected the long sword at the last minute to catch up with the opponent’s dodge.

Theon has a slender figure, which makes him more agile than his opponent. This time he turned to the side instead of bending down.

The steel sword swept over his head harmlessly, and Theon fell steeply, using his right foot on the stirrups as his body support point. The sharp weapon drew a silver arc and chopped the horse’s legs.

Wharton’s horse screamed, then fell, and he rolled off his saddle.

Wharton jumped away from the horse, and rolled directly before Theon attacked, completely away from the circle of war.

The frustration of the captain of the guard made Ramsay Bolton’s face even more chill, and he tilted his head and nodded to Huang Dick.

Doglegs understood, quietly took off the crossbow from the saddle, and aimed at Theon.

The opponent was scared Theon finally showed a long-lost smile.

Successively gaining the upper hand made him seem to have returned to the past, confidently jumped off his horse, and prepared to fight his opponent on the ground.

As a skilled rider, Old Mosuo despised Theon’s actions.

“Hi…that guy is a fool, I think he is really damn!”

“Damn, I won’t lose to you with this disability!”

Wharton’s confidence was a little shaken, but he wouldn’t flee, he thought he was better than the stinky guy no matter what.

The two touched, the gold and the iron intersected, and the ringing sounded again and again, like a storm, dazzlingly fast.

“drink!”

In the end, Wharton’s strenuous blow caused Theon’s long sword to be knocked into flight.

And he also sat on the ground with a stagger, Wharton laughed wildly and strode forward, trying to split his head with a sword.

But he just raised the steel sword high, and when he was about to fall, Theon’s hand on his waist suddenly rose, his abdomen was cut open, and blood covered his chest.

“This this……”

Wharton couldn’t believe that he would become like this.

Just when he was stunned,

A dagger was embedded in his throat.

Theon drew his knife out forcefully, aimed at his neck, and slammed the dagger three times to separate his head from his body.

Then Theon lifted his head high, slowly turned in a circle to show the army of both sides to visit, and then fought hard in the direction where the skinner’s flag was flying, and let him bounce and roll on the sand.

The Dothraki screamed, while the Unsullied slammed the shield with a spear.

It was all preaching his bravery, and Theon smiled and nodded at Sansa who screamed with his hands in a horn.

At this moment, he felt the long-lost happiness.

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