The Winter of Ice and Fire Is Coming

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Tyrion's attendant, Jack Boils, was very impulsive. He was a young boy, his face flushed, but he didn't dare to stop him.

Tyrion didn't want the nine followers beside him to do anything.

This is quite uncomfortable for the red cloak of King's Landing.

The opponent was no more than a civilian in Dorn. Even if Lord Martell of Dorn was here, he would tie up the little civilian and take him directly to the queen.

Tyrion did not do this.

He even cooperated with the archery game of the rising combat minion.

As soon as Tyrion put the mask down, Angai's arrow shot out.

Tyrion had already prepared and made an evasive action, thinking that Ange might not dare to shoot him in the face. ——Buck! The arrow is like a shooting star, right in the center of Tyrion's mask.

Huh!

The arrow of the arrow burst open, but it was just a training arrow.

If so, Jack and other attendants were still shocked, and several guards drew out their swords!

Tyrion himself was very frightened, the arrow hit the mask, the strength and sharpness of the arrow still shocked. Sawdust powder floated in through the slits of the mask. Tyrion's breathing was a little bit tight. And when he was struck by an arrow just now, he was nervous and short of breath. He sucked in the sawdust powder and stuck it in his big nostrils, making it itchy.

Tyrion endured it hard. His endurance is amazing, his endurance like a camel in the Dorn Desert was trained since childhood.

Tyrion was shot this way for the first time, and he had never before, nor had he practiced such an arrow training method to exercise his psychological adaptability.

However, although he did not dodge, he did not exclaim.

Arrows came whizzing, even if they knew they were training arrows, many people couldn't calm down.

The lord of the jazz of the nobles in the west of Tyrion received an arrow from Angai.

Angay showed a look of surprise. He thought Tyrion would be scared and yelled. He was unharmed after the arrow was taken. He felt that he was being teased, so he was furious. .

But not!

The little devil whose notoriety spread to Dorne didn't show up as a coward, nor did he burst into anger. He was courageous and looked good.

Tyrion raised his mask: "Angai, if you want to shoot me another arrow, I will turn my face." He twisted his ugly head, and showed the helmet decoration on the back of his head to Angai to take a look. Face." Tyrion smiled.

Tyrion saw that Ange was a very outgoing character, and he was not afraid of heaven and earth.

This group of civilian archers, although they are from Dorn, have grudges against the Lannisters because of the blood feud of Ilia Martell, but because of their disparity in status, they still have a vague sense of humility in the face of the little devil. . ——But Ange definitely didn't.

Moreover, if Jack Boule and others dared to make a move, An-Gai would definitely knock them over with one arrow. ——An Gai, the magical archery, no need to shoot Jack and the others, just shoot the sword in their hands to control the nine guys.

The smile on Angai's face disappeared instead, and Tyrion was not like the weird demon in the Dornian legend. Because of this, Angai, who was not afraid of the sky, tried his arrows with him, and the young man had a heroic plot of slaying a dragon in his heart. He was proud and conceited.

However, the little devil is very kind and joking. Angai's eyesight is very accurate, seeing people and arrows are as accurate.

"Little devil." Ange didn't call Sir Tyrion. "I heard that you were asking me everywhere. Just now I dared to take my shot, calm and courageous."

"Anyone dares to take the training arrow." Tyrion laughed, "put on your helmet and mask, and when the arrow screams, you can close your eyes and call mother."

His words caused a burst of laughter from the archers.

Everyone is not familiar yet, and their prince and the Lannisters have blood feuds, but it does not prevent them from laughing.

"Is there something to do with me?" Young Ange made his dealings to make Tyrion really happy.

"Yes!"

"If you want me to compete in the West, just shut up." Ange said.

Tyrion laughed, "Why, someone else has already invited you?"

"Of course." Ange said proudly, "I am from Dorn, and I only represent Dorn."

"Agree!" Tyrion said, "But, don't you want to shoot down a guy in the West, who is as annoying as me, and win a golden dragon for this."

"A golden dragon?" Angai laughed. "If it's normal, I will promise you. But this time the archery winner is 10,000 golden dragons. I have no interest in other bets."

Tyrion laughed: "Angai, I was just joking. Someone gave out twenty golden dragons and wanted to see you shoot down the knight in the west."

"Twenty Golden Dragons?" Angai's eyes flickered, "Can I trust you? Little devil."

"No, the Lannisters are not credible. If I were you, I would never believe the little devil, because I only believe in this." The little devil took out a purse from his pocket and threw it to Angai. "Here It's thirty golden dragons, so now you owe me ten golden dragons. Will you give me ten golden dragons or thirty golden dragons?"

"Thirty golden dragons, I will go with you now. Any bets between you and others, I will not take a head."

Tyrion played a trick. The original intention was to give him thirty golden dragons, but if you really give him thirty golden dragons, he dare to ask you for forty or fifty, give him thirty, and let him retrieve ten golden dragons. , He will probably only want thirty golden dragons.

Young people are better to cheat!

"Deal!" Tyrion said, "Angai, do you often gamble with archery?"

"There are often lord knights placing big bets on arrows. They find the most powerful archer to play against me. If I win, I only draw the small head, and they take the big head. The same is true today. I will promise you to win and you earn. The big head, I take the small head."

"Then get on the horse," Tyrion said.

Ange blew a whistle, and a yellow horse without a rein ran over, with a saddle worn out of leather on its back. He turned on his horse, and his fellow archers also got on their horses.

Tyrion first saw a kid riding a horse without a rein. It seems that this yellow horse is Angai's family, and the two sides have reached a tacit understanding. This also shows that Angai's equestrian skills are very powerful.

Tyrion mounted his horse with the help of his entourage, sat down, and smiled: "Angai, which lords have come to you to participate in the archery competition on their behalf?"

"Rob Stark in the North is the first one to come here." Angai smiled, his smile is kind and charming, "Little Devil, do you want me to talk to Sir Adam Malbran, the number one in the West? Bet on arrows, how big you bet."

"It's so big that you can buy a castle, a territory, do you want to halve me?" You kid, if you are so invincible in the legend, you just have to be loyal to Lannister and give you a small fief Cavaliers are a bargain.

An-gai's eyes lit up immediately. This was his first time betting on castles and territories.