Traveling through Game of Thrones with the LOL system

As Daenerys' team marched southward, the climate became drier, and the grasslands that the Dothraki were accustomed to gradually turned into rocks and sandstones.

Although the horses have begun to be a little irritable, the Dothraki are still enthusiastic and never left behind. They took off their heavy fur and exposed their muscular muscles. The climate is as boiling as Daenerys' bloodline , with a smile on her face, she knew that the Dothraki subordinates behind her would make her go home faster.

"You won. The centaur's riding and shooting ability is really extraordinary." Jorah said.

Ake stretched out his half squatted body on the horse's back and sat on the horse's back again.

Daario on the side looked at this proud centaur, he must find a chance to defeat this centaur, using the centaur's Dothraki scimitar, which is also a weapon he is good at, he should know who is the Dragon Queen The number one warrior under his command.

"You can try to stand on the stirrups as much as possible when drawing the bow, and use the strength of your lower body to balance the bumps in the horse's running, so that you don't have to jump up and down on the horse's back like a monkey." Green said to Jorah, He glanced at Ake.

Jorah carefully recalled Green's words. All the cavalry and knights in Westeros basically had matching saddles and stirrups, which made them safer and more stable on horses. When they were young, most of them didn't even know what a stirrup was, and even those who knew would sneer at the inconvenience of a stirrup. They just need to lay a layer of soft cushions on the horse to reduce friction. From birth to death, Doss Lak spends a third of his time on horseback. Falling off a horse is a normal thing, and his riding skills will only become more and more proficient. The pride of the horse nation makes them disdain to use this kind of assistance. Shooting with a bow, tossing and turning on horseback is what they are best at.

Jorah drove the horse to move, then stood up relying on the stirrups, let the center of gravity off the horse's back, felt the rhythm of the horse's running, and slowly adjusted the ups and downs through the thighs. Ake looked at the bald man with a look of disdain. He practiced for several months, but he couldn't beat himself in riding and shooting.

"Do you still understand this?" Daenerys asked, tilting her head. Regarding the subjugation of the Dothraki tribe, she felt that a celebration should be held in Meereen, not only to celebrate her own return, but also to let those young people in Slaver's Bay show off , these loyal fighters will crush those voices of doubt.

"I don't look like a doctor, do I?" Green spread his hands.

Daenerys noticed the change in the man. He took off his fur clothing and put on a strange short liner. There was a special thing hanging behind the horse. This might be the costume of the priest he believed in. "What is that?" ?” Daenerys looked at the thing wrapped in long strips on the horse’s back.

"A demon is sealed in it. If the taboo is accidentally opened, he will parasitically devour a person's soul and take over the world, bringing endless killings and wars."

And when Green finished speaking, a smirk came from behind Daenerys. Daario put his hand on his mouth to control his voice. After all, everyone's eyes were attracted, and he interrupted it untimely. process of telling.

"Sorry, I admit that your story is very novel, but it's just a trick to bluff people, so I can't help it, if you go to the troupe in Slaver's Bay, you must do a lot. In addition to curing diseases and saving lives, they will all like the stories you compiled. "

"Do you think all of this is fake?" Green asked his own question.

Daario spread his hands and tilted his head to look at Daenerys, and was about to answer, but saw a strange look on Daenerys' face.

Green's words were the first to break the new tranquility, "You can choose to try it to prove what I said is true." Then he untied the long package from the horse's back.

Dario looked suspiciously at the things that Green had already held in both hands.

Aatrox heard the commotion outside. Although he couldn't understand the Valyrian language outside, the scene in front of him undoubtedly wanted to sacrifice this person to himself, "Well done, boy, stay away later, see For your sake of saving me, my sword will not cut off your neck, but I cannot guarantee that the aftermath will not hurt you, I am ready to sniff blood rain, call him over." Yatok Anticipation filled Stan's dry throat.

Dario hesitated, wondering what kind of tricks this stranger in the grass was playing, but under the watchful eyes of everyone, he couldn't back down. Dario thought for a while, he was very powerful, and he could escape even if there was any danger. Besides, as the mistress of the Dragon Queen, she shouldn't let her go.

Dario gently urged the horse to approach slowly, ready to find out.

As Dario approached gradually, everyone only felt that there was a wind blowing. There was nothing strange in this hot and dry environment, and even wiped away a lot of anxiety caused by the sun.

Only a few sharp-eyed centaurs noticed that the gravel in front of Dario was agglomerating in a strange way.

Dario, who was a little closer, saw the wrapped outline, which looked like a broad sword. Before he could look carefully, he suddenly lost his support. The horse under his crotch screamed, and Dario was poured On the ground, his body was soaked in horse blood. Dario didn't have time to feel the peculiar smell on his body. He quickly groped for the knife at his waist, and there were horse's internal organs and undigested forage everywhere within his reach.

Relying on his many years of skill, Dario quickly drew out the short blade at his waist to be on guard.

"It seems that the demon among them felt that your frail body was not worthy for him to seize the house, so he chose to refuse." Green Lang said, and then tied the package back to the horse's back.

Daario bowed his waist and looked at the crisis around him in a vigilant way. Those golden soldiers were more than half his head taller. As long as they turned their guns, Dario was ready to find the right gap and slip out of the encirclement , at least you can't give your back to another yellow soldier who is staring at you, they are indescribably weird.

A simple Sanskrit sound came, and several soldiers collapsed like weathered sand dunes and turned into hypocrisy again.

"You are an Ascendant too! That power. Yes, I will not forget, we are of the same origin, that is the hymn of Shurima!"