Game of Thrones: I'm flying a dragon on your face, how do you respond?

The huge wing membranes fanned up a strong wind, making it impossible for the people below to open their eyes. The majesty of the dragons made the horses under their crotches roar and retreat.

Even the best and most excellent war horses would tremble and lose control of their bowels and bladders after seeing the dragon.

This is the insurmountable nature of creatures that has been passed down in their blood since ancient times. It is an instinctive reaction.

Wherever the shadow of the dragon went, the knights tried their best to control the horses under their seats, but countless people were still thrown off the backs of tamed horses.

Those whose legs were broken and those who fell saw the shadow descending rapidly, and they rolled and crawled away from the place covered by the shadow, and a huge open space was formed in an instant.

Accompanied by huge smoke and dust, the dragon slowly landed.

When the dust settled, the Dothraki who fled to the distance finally reined in their horses and looked at the huge creature that was even bigger than the two huge bronze horses of Ves Dothraki in horror.

Its body was covered with glittering golden scales, which were as bright as pure gold, but larger than a human head, densely packed without gaps, and dotted with white patterns, like beautiful jade inlaid on gold.

On its towering and majestic head, a circle of white and gold bone spurs was like a crown, and its head was narrow and long, and its golden eyes were like a pot of molten gold.

On its back, there was a slender armored knight, also wearing golden scales, with a white lining under the scales, a half-handed sword hanging on his waist, a huge double-arc bow in his hand, and a quiver hanging on the bone spurs beside him.

He wore a dragon helmet, with the visor lifted up, revealing a thin but resolute face, which was very similar to Viserys.

Only his eyes were emotionless, and when his eyes swept over them, everyone seemed to be cut by a sword.

"Jae... His Highness Jaehaerys!" Sir Leeds screamed. Although he had not seen Viserys for ten years, his almost identical appearance and dragon reminded him of his once shining Targaryen twin brother.

The battle below had already stopped, and Khal Drogo dodged the arrow as soon as it hit him, but he was still a step too slow.

The arrow pierced his right arm, and in pain, he couldn't help but let go of Viserys' neck. The latter fell to his knees, coughing and gasping violently, with a lot of saliva flowing from the corners of his mouth.

"Viserys, my dear brother, why do I always see you in such a mess?" Jaehaerys slid down Hela's pale pink wing membrane. His boots were inlaid with tiny dragon scales. This was the dragon scales that their mother sent people to collect every year. After making underwear, linings and other clothes, they arranged for people to send them to Dragon Mountain. ,

This is the case every year... But Viserys didn't have this treatment.

Golden dragon scale greaves, kneepads, skirt armor, crotch guard, chest back armor, shoulder armor, throat guard... Viserys looked up at his twin brother with envy, a guy who had disappeared for ten years, a nasty guy!

At the critical moment, he pretended again! Viserys didn't understand why he was so unlucky, having never fought a battle, and finally being rescued by his nasty brother?

If he could choose... forget it, let him save him, after all, he only had one life.

His face flushed, and he glanced at the barbarian leader who was crossing his arms and looking alert. It was this man who almost took his life just now.

In anger and extreme shame, a force suddenly rose in his body, and he picked up the sword on the ground and stabbed the other party in the heart!

"Despicable!"

"Shameless!"

"Despicable!" Drogo's three blood guards were shocked and angry, and drew their swords in their hands, but it was too late!

It seemed that Khal Drogo was about to die on the spot.

"Dang!" Two swords collided in the air, and a slender black sword blocked Viserys's long sword, with silver threads dotted on the blade, like meteors in the night sky.

"Taking advantage of someone's misfortune is not what a prince should do!" Jaehaerys stopped Viserys from stabbing Drogo with his fatal sword.

He swung his rapier lightly and swung the long sword away.

"Someone bullied you, wait until you have practiced your skills and then bully back!"

"But he almost killed me!" Viserys pointed his long sword at Drogo and said.

"That's because you are not good enough. I haven't seen you for ten years. Even if you have been taught by the Dragon God, you are still like this..." Jaehaerys shook his head.

His steps were floating and weak, his movements were slow, and there were many flaws!

After Viserys got his dream, he obviously didn't practice the basic skills well. He was able to practice with the knights at ordinary times, all thanks to his exquisite swordsmanship and the other party's fear of killing him.

If he really went to the battlefield, he would definitely die in the hands of others within ten rounds!

Someone should have made him understand this truth long ago, so that he would not think too highly of himself.

"My brother..." Jaehaerys paused. He used to call Viserys or brother directly, but now he has not spoken for ten years, and it is very awkward to call him.

"What hatred or grudge do I have to kill him in a duel with you?"

He stared at Drogo with cold eyes, and his purple eyes were more oppressive than the molten gold eyes of a dragon.

This look reminded Drogo of the white lion he met in the Great Grass Sea when he was young. No, the white lion's eyes were cruel and vicious, but the man in front of him...

He looked at himself as if he was looking at a blade of grass, a tree, or a stone, cold and ruthless, as if everything in the world was grass and trees in his eyes.

"%￥￥ @%…………u0026" Drogo shouted in Dothraki, and then seeing the man opposite him with a suspicious look on his face, he quickly turned around and yelled to the back, and soon the translator came over tremblingly.

He repeated his words again.

"The khal said that he didn't know that the milkman was your brother, and he was willing to give 100 good horses as compensation..."

Who said that the Dothraki people don't know how to give in and never make deals with others? Isn't this easy to talk to?

Jaehaerys was very satisfied. He told the translator that people of the Targaryen family didn't have the reason to not fight back after being beaten. Drogo was injured and it was inconvenient for him to fight. He could let any of his warriors take his place. As long as they could take a move from him, then today's grudges would be written off.

The translator conveyed his words to Khal Drogo, who looked suspicious. This man was very difficult to deal with, and he kept thinking in his heart.

"Blood of my blood, let me do it!" Three blood guards rushed to offer their services. Apart from Khal Drogo, they had the most combat experience.

"Cohollo! Blood of my blood, you go, be careful!" Drogo shouted in Dothraki.

A short, fat, bald man wearing a Dothraki painted leather vest came out. He was not young, but he did not look old when he walked.

Cohollo watched Jaehaerys' every move carefully, with an unusually alert look.

Jaehaerys smiled slightly, and walked leisurely and leisurely, making people feel like walking in the flowers in the godswood.

The black sword flashed by, and then the sword was sheathed.

"Swish!"

"Since you are old, I will spare your life today!"

A line of blood fell from Cohollo's forehead, and he looked down at the arakh in his hand in disbelief.

At some point, it broke into two pieces!

The slender blade didn't even pause, instantly cutting off the scimitar and stabbing Cohollo.

Everyone was simply dazzled, and didn't even know how he did it. This man was so terrifying!

When Jaehaerys' eyes swept over the surrounding Dothraki knights, everyone involuntarily took a step back.

The power of one man and one sword actually scared away thousands of cavalrymen.

Jaehaerys felt bored, hey, I am invincible in the world!