The Winter of Ice and Fire Is Coming

"We want to go home. Is there still a place for us to stand here?" Harry Strickland's chubby face trembled, "Sir Davos, you don't seem to be a hereditary nobleman."

"My son and grandson will be hereditary nobles." Davos said coldly.

"That's not necessarily true, what if you are forced to exile into the narrow sea?" Harry laughed.

"Unless you are capable of destroying the continent of Westeros." Davos didn't smile, staring at Harry like razors.

"Snatch all of King's Landing City, and then burn the Red Fort, you will all be exiled to the Narrow Sea." Harry's fat fingers pointed at Davos, Alister, Kevon and Tyrell one by one.

"My lord, your strength is only ten thousand." Davos snorted.

"Ten thousand is enough to sweep you now." Harry Strikeland smiled.

"Sweep us? Lord Harry, after you and the Seven Kingdoms have forged a deep feud, you will never be able to go home. Lord Tyrell's bay area, easily gather 50,000 troops. The northern border and the western border Valley, easily gather fifty thousand troops, your lord would not really think that you can sweep the continent of Westeros with your ten thousand troops."

Harry laughed: "Master Davos, I heard that you came from smuggling."

"Yes, my lord."

"Yes, there are many smugglers in my team. The vision and courage of the smugglers are very important. I have to admit that what you said makes sense. Lord Tyrell can indeed gather 50,000 troops, but it is a pity that he Where is the current fifty thousand troops? When he assembles, we have already robbed King's Landing. When his fifty thousand troops arrive at King's Landing, we have already crossed the Narrow Sea."

"In that case, sir, you crossed the narrow sea to rob King's Landing?"

"You don't need to rob King's Landing." Harry waved, and his attendant Wiggin immediately poured red wine for him and handed it over. This detail made Davos judge that Harry was a pleasure-seeking person, and such a guy would be very rich and would not have much ambition.

But Jon Clinton next to him is hard to say. Jon Clinton’s political and military talents are first-rate, and his relationship with the Targaryen family is also extraordinary. Prince Rega Targaryen's close friend is him.

Davos said, "Sir Harry, if we ask you to retreat, what are your conditions?"

"The conditions are very simple, you and Mr. Allist will be a guest in my army for three days."

Alister's face suddenly changed.

Davos was still insulting, and said lightly: "Master Harry wants to keep us?"

"Yes! Please go to my army as a guest to open your eyes and see our elephant army."

"What if we refuse to go?"

Harry Strickland laughed. "Sir Davos, since you are here, you can't help it."

Before Davos' eldest son and heir to the family, Dell Seaworth had not drawn his sword out of its sheath, there was a sword against his chest. This sword was held in the hands of an extraordinary young general: Garland Tyrell.

Garland Tyrell, the second brother of the Hundred Flower Knights, has a strong martial arts, brave and fierce, and is the most proud son of Maes Tyrell.

Davos's calm expression changed.

Mill's red-robed monk Soros had several swords against his chest and back. Some of these swords are held in the hands of the enemy, and some are held in the hands of their own.

Aleken Floren, the son of the Minister of Justice, Alister Floren, was also hit by several swords against his chest and back in an instant.

Harry and Jon's guard officer Baqu's knife rested on Davos's shoulder. The scimitar was shining, and the blade was cold and sharp.

Alister Florent's face was earthy, his lips trembled and his eyes filled with despair.

Dafos did not change his face, and said coldly, "Sir Kevon, Lord Tyrell, it turns out that you have colluded with Sir Harry and Sir Jon. It's amazing. Although I doubt you, I still underestimate it. Your shamelessness. Lord Jon Clinton, even if you capture me and Allist, you will not be able to conquer the continent of Westeros. You ransacked the Stormlands, and the wealth in your hand is almost the same. There is still time to go back. "

Jon Clinton shouted: "Baqu, kill Davos."

"Yes, sir." Ba Qu grinned and slowly raised his machete. He hoped to see Davos's fear, which would make him feel very excited.

Davos sighed and said, "Dale, I'm sorry, I hurt you. But we should have died for the kindness of Stannis I. I hope you don't blame me."

Without fear on his face, Dale shouted loudly: "Baqu, kill me first."

Ba Qu smiled and said, "Hehe, you two father and son are going to die. It's not the same who died first and then died."

"It's not the same. I have never repaid my father's nurturing grace. If you kill me first, I can let my father live a little longer."

Ba Qu and his brothers all laughed. This is really a pair of fools, and there is such a filial piety.

Davos said, "Son, you have this mind. I'm very pleased." He turned to look at Soros and Aleken. "Two generals, it looks like we will die today. To die, to die for the country, is also considered worthy of death."

Soros and Aleken were angry, but not afraid.

Soros said: "My lord, I don't have to be afraid of death, but I didn't think of such a way of death. It's not too addictive." Soros was a dynasty hero. When he was under the former king Robert, he attacked the city and plundered the land. When the Iron Islands rebelled, he was the first general to wield a flame sword to climb the walls of Pike City. When Robert and Ed led the army to conquer the Iron Islands, their men were fierce, and Soros still stole the limelight.

He really did not expect to die in his own hands. Several long swords against his chest and back, half of which were held in the hands of his own guards.

Alken had no fear on his face and shouted: "Jon Clinton, it turns out that this is your righteousness and integrity. I am considered to be a teacher today. But even if you kill me, I will not accept it."

"Everyone is dead, what else to obey or disobey?" Harry Strickland laughed. He slowly drank the wine in the glass, and his attendant immediately poured it for him.

"There are the eyes of the gods in the sky looking at your defilement of honor, and I have no doubt about it." Alken said sharply.

Jon Clinton said: "Aleken, how do you convince yourself to give up?"

"Let go of me, give me a sword, I will fight your best swordsman."

"No!" said Alekun’s father Alister. He was so scared that he had no sword pointed at him, as if everyone knew he had no guts. "Captain Harry, Sir Jon, Our father and son are willing to surrender."

With a plop, Alister knelt down and knelt in front of Harry and Jon: "Captain Harry, Sir Jon, you have something useful to me. I will definitely cooperate with you. Don't kill my son."

Alken is the only son of Allister and heir to his family.

Head Harry laughed, and Ba Qu and others opened their mouths and laughed happily.

"Sir Kevon, Lord Tyrell, please raise your hands high, I am willing to cooperate with you in anything, please don't kill my son." Alister walked to Kevon and Tyrell on his knees and hugged them. Legs begging.

"Father!" Aleken's face flushed.

"You shut up!" Alister shouted.

Aleken was suffocated!

Harry Strikeland was trembling with joy.

"Master Jon, who do you want to kill first?" Harry giggled.

Jon Clinton said: "Davos, Alister, as long as you do one thing for us, we will release you and promise not to hurt any of you."

"What is it? I am willing to do it!" Allist said immediately.

"Go and help us open the door of Wind's Breath." Jon Clinton said.

"Yes, but what exactly do I want to do?"

"I don't know what to do, Sir Allister, do you have any good way to open the gates of Wind's Breath? We listen to them all." Jon Clinton smiled.

He already has a good plan, but he doesn't mind admiring Alister's loyalty.

"Master Alister, do you want the Florent family to be nailed to the pillar of shame forever?" Davos Seaworth said sharply.

Alister sneered: "Smuggler Davos, what right do you have to accuse our noble Florent family? If you want to die, I won't stop it. Honestly, in Stannis I announced that the night watchman can When I was justified in intervening in disputes within the kingdom, I knew that the world would be chaotic. King Stannis broke the kingdom’s dignity and laws, and the country’s civil turmoil started at that time. Since the royal laws and dignity have been broken, why should I? Still obey it? The weak eat the strong, the survival of the fittest, this is the survival instinct that all animals have. It is natural for me to follow the footsteps of the strong. What shame?"

Davos' lips trembled with anger.

Harry, Kaivon, Tyrell and others cheered loudly.

Head Harry patted the stool next to him, motioning Alister to sit next to him. Alister went to sit down in fear, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Jon said: "Master Alister, do you have a way to make money to open the gates of the Fortress of Wind?"

Allist laughed with him: "Master Jon, I am so stupid that I don’t dare to make a fool of myself in front of Master Jon. With Master Jon’s clever calculations, there must have been a clever plan to make money and open the door. Your lord, you say me Listen, as long as it is useful to me, I will do my best."

Jon laughed and said: "The adults are really refreshing, but only adults are not very good at implementing this plan. So, please help me persuade Sir Davos. If you can persuade him to change his mind and serve us, I Just remember your great work."

Alister glanced at Davos and knew that he could never persuade him.

Alister laughed with him: "Master Jon, if you want to persuade Davos to change his mind, he can only use his son Dafeng to operate."

"Kill Dai Feng?"

"No, no, no, I killed Dai Feng with a single stab, let alone persuade a person like Davos."

"Then what should I do?"

"My lord, you order your warrior to chop off one of Dai Feng's hand first. If Master Davos still refuses to cooperate, then goug one of Dai Feng's eye.

Davos and Da Feng yelled at them with anger.

Both Soros and Alken shouted in unison, but Allist looked at Jon Clinton with a sincere expression.

Jon Clinton smiled and said, "It's really a good idea. Sir Davos, give you one last chance, to cooperate with us or to see us cut off one of your son's hands?"

Davos shouted: "Jon Clinton, you are no longer the benevolent and righteous Jon of the Seven Kingdoms during the Tolling Bell. The reason why I came to negotiate with you is because I believe you are a person who will not humiliate your honor. I was wrong, you kill me soon."

Jon smiled and said: "Master Davos, you want to die easily, but before you die, let's see how your son Dafeng suffered because of you."

Davos glared at him: "Jon Clinton, I swear in the name of the old and new gods, after I die, my ghost will come to you."

"Oh? I hope you have to say it!" Jon Clinton smiled, "Baqu, do it!"

"Yes, my lord!"

With a wave of the scimitar in Ba Qu's hand, the blade flashed, and one hand fell to the ground.

what--!

Screams resounded through the compound.

Dai Feng's eyes were closed tightly, and Davos's eyes were also closed tightly. One did not want to see his hand being cut off, the other couldn't bear to see his son's hand being cut off.

Amid the screams, one person knelt down and knelt in his own pool of blood, and the other person's voice exclaimed, it was Alken's voice: "No!"

Dafeng and Dafos opened their eyes together, and they were surprised to see Alister kneeling in a pool of blood, with one hand already cut off by his wrist. Alken glared, trying to rush to save his father, but was held firmly by many hands and couldn't move.

"Jon Clinton, I will kill you." Alken roared.

"As you wish, Sir Alken. However, you have to find a way to escape before you have a chance to kill me." Jon said flatly, "Keep Sir Alken down."

Aleken was dragged away, shouting swearing all the way, but his mouth was soon blocked, his hands and feet were tied up, and he was locked in the cellar of the hotel.

Alister held his **** right wrist in his left hand, and his whole body was shaking.

Harry frowned. "My God, Baqu, haven't you bandaged the wound for Master Alister? He bleeds like this and he will bleed to death."

"Yes, commander!" Ba Qu put away the scimitar and began to bandage the broken wrist for Alister.

Alister was speechless, convulsing.

"Drag to the next room to get it." Head Harry said displeased. "This **** smell makes my stomach so uncomfortable."

As a result, Allist was dragged away.

"Sir Davos, have you figured it out? Is it to cooperate with us, or do I order someone to cut off your son Dafeng's hands and feet, and then goug his eyes, slowly torturing him to death?"

Davos snorted: "Jon Clinton, you have not changed. You are still Jon from the Tolling Bell. Hurry up and kill me with one knife. I will never surrender to Li!"