Game of Thrones: The Strongest Dragon Mother

Chapter 299: Morning Exercise

The light and shadow on the surface of the Great Wall are divided into upper and lower parts. The sunlight reflects brilliantly on the glacier-like Great Wall, and the lower part is shrouded in a layer of mist.

In the gradually thinning morning mist in the morning glow, the sound of clashing swords resounded across the square in an instant.

"Kangdang——" the long sword fell out of Glenn's hand and hit the muddy ground. He clutched his wrist and cried out in pain, "Ah, I lost. Your Majesty is so strong."

"Hmph, if it was the real sword that was unsealed, your head would have been split in two." Alliser laughed loudly at the big night watchman. A sword, a sword in the shoulder, a sword in the chest and abdomen, and now the wrist is 'broken'."

The black iron visor revealed a cloud of white air, and Dany commented: "Glenn, you are stronger than me, and stronger than Jon, but your body coordination and agility are a bit poor, and you will be finished if you meet a master of swordsmanship."

"I was even worse two years ago. I just started practicing hard, and my swordsmanship is still improving slowly, but it seems that I can't improve my skills in the past six months." The big Glenn said dejectedly.

"You're using the wrong weapon." Dani pulled off her visor, exhaled a long breath of white mist, struck the ground with her long sword, held the hilt with her left hand, and pointed to the hammer on the weapon rack with her right hand, and said, "You should learn hammering Yes, put on full body armor, have companions to protect the flanks and rear, and swing the hammer vigorously.

Maybe you can't be invincible like Robert, but at least it's much better than you can't even pull people back. "

"You can try it." Ser Alliser, the former martial arts instructor of Castle Black, thought thoughtfully.

"Okay, who's coming next?" Danielle pulled down her mask and asked the night watchman with her sword raised.

"I, it's my turn to practice with His Majesty!" An old man raised his hand excitedly.

Dany saw him hunched over, with a gray beard, and slack skin and limbs. She couldn't help doubting, "Old man, can you do it? Don't break your bones with a sword."

"Your Majesty, don't look down on me. I am the most elite warrior of the Night Watch, the ranger! You have already challenged four Night Watch, are you tired?" The old man said with a smile as he stretched the long sword in his hand.

"Do you know how to lift weights like they are light?" Dany asked.

She hasn't fully stepped into the realm of lifting weights as lightly as possible, but her stamina has increased by at least half compared to before.

The old man's smile disappeared, and he said in surprise: "I didn't expect, I really didn't expect that His Majesty's swordsmanship is so high. It seems that the old man has to show some real skills."

After speaking, he raised his sword and pierced Dani's heart, the speed was too fast for his old appearance.

Dani was a little surprised, but turned sideways deftly. While avoiding the stabbing, she turned around to apply strength to the long sword, and quickly slashed towards the old man's waist and abdomen.

"Clang—" The metal and iron struck each other, and the crisp sound overwhelmed the conversations of the night watchmen on the sidelines.

The old man's movements are nimble and his eyesight is precise. He stopped the movement with his left foot, turned his body with his left foot as a fulcrum, and rotated slightly. His right leg was pulled apart, and his center of gravity dropped. To parry Dany's hard blow.

Dani's sword was firmly blocked, but her right hand was numb from the shock, and she could hardly hold the hilt of the sword. The old man seemed to see her predicament, and took a step forward. The arc slashed towards the top of her head.

The momentum is like thunder!

"Ah—" Jon, Alliser, Old Aemon and the other watchmen onlookers exclaimed.

"Ulma is getting stronger and stronger, and his sword skills are getting better." Barristan was also shocked.

"Drink—" Just when everyone thought that Dani must be cut straight, she screamed, her waist was bent backward like a flexible willow branch, and the iron boots on her feet kicked the old man's swung right hand impartially. .

"Boom-plop-chuck!" The long sword that fell was kicked more than ten meters high, and when it finally fell, it was inserted into the mud a finger deep. Before the long sword landed, Dani fell into the mud, smashing Got mud splatter.

But she didn't call out, and she didn't stop her movements. She was like a nimble little pig, and under the dumbfounded gaze of everyone, she quickly rolled half a circle in the mud, as if avoiding sharp arrows.

When she changed from lying on the ground to crawling and lying on the ground, she jumped forward again, throwing the old man who was stunned there with his hands clasped to the ground, and the iron armor weighing dozens of kilograms pressed on him, with a "click", The old man's right arm under the pressure was dislocated.

"Aww—" the old headache howled.

Dany's iron gloves covered in wet mud still held the hilt of the sword firmly, and the blade rested on the old man's neck. She spat out clouds of white mist and asked in a rough voice, "Surrender or not?"

"Hey!" The long sword flying in the air finally landed

"Surrender, I surrender!" cried the old man.

"This, what kind of martial arts practice is this!" The one-armed blacksmith murmured in shock: "She, she must have participated in many battles, no, she is only 16 years old, it is impossible for her to have experienced hundreds of battles, this is a talent, a perfect talent for fighting on the battlefield , exactly like Robert."

"What's going on? Why is Your Majesty working so hard?" Todd asked doubtfully, looking around.

"She was a conditioned reaction." Sir Mallister, the leader of the Shadow Tower, said solemnly.

Red Pomegranate Marci nodded and said: "After she fell to the ground, Ulmah should have rushed over, or thrown a dagger at her with his left hand. Although Ulmah didn't do anything, she immediately turned over and avoided it. What a terrible battle talent!"

Barristan said proudly: "Your Majesty hardly ever held a sword before she was 15 years old, but she has a very good talent. After more than a year of hard training under my training, she has achieved achievements that many knights can hardly achieve in a lifetime."

"What, you've only been training for more than a year?" Sir Mallister said in disbelief: "This is unreasonable! We all started training at the age of five, and even the talented Prince Rhaegar started training at the age of 12." Wu, it took four years of practice to achieve some success."

Barristan asked with a wry smile: "In the past 14 years, she didn't even have enough to eat, and wandered around with Prince Viserys. Who taught her how to practice martial arts and sword?"

"Uh..." Everyone fell silent with complex expressions.

"Strength, speed, and skill are all there. In a few years, His Majesty may be able to make some achievements in the tournament! Well, I will participate as a mysterious knight." Maester Aemon said happily.

Perestan glanced at him with a blank face, and said strangely: "In just a few years, Your Majesty has become the first female knight in the history of Westeros to win the championship of the tournament."

"The Seven Gods are above!"

Red Pomegranate's head of general affairs was shocked: "When did it happen?"

The red-nosed old man said: "Just a few days ago, in Old Town, in order to recruit free riders to deal with pirate attacks, the Hightower and Tyrell families jointly held a 'Mead River Tournament'.

His Majesty's alias 'Layla Weishui', Sir Barristan as her knight squire, happened to happen when the two came to Old Town, and she signed up for the competition as a mysterious knight. "

"Layla Weir," Aemon thought thoughtfully, "Her mother's name is 'Leyla', and 'Weirwater' is the surname of the illegitimate son of the king's land."

"Has anyone recognized her identity?" Master Tang Na asked curiously, "She looks very similar to Queen Leila and Madam Lei Lei, even the old man, I can see something strange."

"Dyeing her hair black, her eyebrows and temperament have changed." The old doctor shook his head, "She defeated Garland the Brave, Laughing Baylor, and Dickon the Horned Hill in succession, and the champion was full of gold.

When she won the 'Crown of Love and Beauty', she took off her helmet and put a golden rose crown on herself on the spot. Hehe, thousands of people in the audience, including me, have never been so shocked in my life, but no one doubted her identity. . "

"And the crown of love and beauty? My God, it's a legendary experience. I think the people of Old Town will never forget that scene."

Maester Aemon was fascinated leisurely, really wishing to see the scene of Targaryen's descendants showing off their martial arts in the arena.

"Isn't it? When the news ferments, everyone will know the true identity of 'Layla who crowned herself'. In taverns all over the world, poets will sing about her deeds every day." The red-nosed old man said sourly.

Jon listened with envy and admiration. He grew up listening to the stories of Old Nan, "Fool" Florian and Jonqui, Nymeria, "Smart" Lann, "Builder" Brandon, "Star" "Eye" Symeon, "The Bard" Bell, there is no doubt that it will not be long before Queen Daenerys, who is "fighting for the crown for herself", can also become one of those legendary heroes.

This is the dream that he, Robb, Bran and even the chameleon Theon, the four brothers had when they were listening to the story!

The legendary hero is too far away, but he did have plans to make a name for himself in the tournament.

He even imagined that after he won the crown of love and beauty, he would definitely give it to "Little Sister" (Little Sister is Jon's exclusive name for Er Ya), maybe his father would look up to him, and maybe Aunt Caitlin Don't speak sarcasticly to him anymore, and often ridicule him so that he runs away from the crowd with tears in his eyes

But the dream turned into a dream after all, he became the night watchman, he was no longer eligible to participate in the tournament, and Robb, Theon, Bran and the others

"Perestan, Perestan" the Queen's voice came from afar.

"I'm here," the red-nosed old man on the high stone steps stretched his neck and asked doubtfully, "What's the matter, Your Majesty?"

"Why don't you wink at all? Come down quickly and treat the old man's wounds."

"Ah? Oh, I'll be right here." The old man was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that he had become a night watchman

"Old man, your swordsmanship is very strong. If you are not too old and your movements are a little slow, I am not your opponent." Dani said to the hunchbacked old man lying on the ground moaning while wiping the mud on her body.

"Ulma is actually better at archery." Barristan came over with a wooden bucket half filled with water, and helped Dany scrub the mud off the iron armor himself.

"I didn't expect you, a 'white crow', to remember this old man." The hunchbacked old man glanced at the white knight, and said humbly.

"I didn't expect you, a bandit, to be taken away by Stranger." The white knight said rudely.

"You know each other?" Dany became interested.

The movement of his hands paused for a moment before Barristan said in a complicated tone: "Ulma once shot an arrow through the hand of Ser Jeno the White Bull. He is a bandit of the Brotherhood of the Kingswood. Fraternities are somewhat similar.

Decades have passed in the blink of an eye, and none of our two companions are here anymore. "

"Your Majesty, I would like you to remember that I once stole a kiss from a Dorne princess." The old man lying on a stretcher under the doctor's examination winked at Dany and said with a smile.

"Ugh-"

"Ugh-"

Several people were talking, and a long and loud horn sounded from the Great Wall.

"Twice, the savage is coming."

(End of this chapter)