Chapter 299

Chapter 299

The light and shadow on the surface of the Wall are divided into two parts, the sunlight reflects a brilliant halo on the upper end of the crystal-like glacier Wall, and the lower part is clearly shrouded in a mist.

In the morning mist gradually thinning in the morning glow, the sound of sword collision resounded through the square instantly.

"clang when—" The long sword fell from Grenn's hand and slammed into the smashed mud. He clutched his wrist and cried out in pain, "Ah, I lost. Your Majesty is strong. Big."

"hmph, if it was an unsealed real sword, your head would have been split in two," Alliser laughed loudly at the big Night's Watch, "what a stupid cow, with Your Majesty After ten rounds of sparring, I was hit twice in the head, one in the shoulder, one in the chest and abdomen, and now my wrist is 'broken'."

The black iron face armor revealed a cloud Bai Qi, Dany commented: "Grenn, you are stronger than me and stronger than Jon, but your body coordination and flexibility are a bit poor, and you will be finished if you encounter a sword technique expert."

"My two It was even worse a year ago, I just started practicing hard, and my sword technique was slowly improving, but it seems that I can't improve my skills in the past six months." The big man Grenn said in frustration.

"You're using the wrong weapon." Dany pulled off his face armor, exhaled a long white mist, his long sword smashed to the ground, his left hand held the hilt, and his right hand pointed to the hammer on the weapon rack, and said : "You should learn hammering, wear full body armor, have companions to protect the flanks and rear, and swing the hammer vigorously.

Maybe you can't be as invincible as Robert, but at least it's better than you are now. It's much harder to do it on the back."

"You can try." Former Castle Black Master-At-Arms, Ser Alliser, looked thoughtful.

"Okay, next, who's coming?" Dany pulled down his mask, raised his sword and asked the Night's Watch aside.

"Me, it's my turn to practice against Your Majesty!" An old man raised his hand excitedly.

Dany saw his hunched back, gray beard, loose skin and limbs, and couldn't help but wonder, "Old man, can you do it? Don't break your bones with a sword."

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"Your Majesty, don't look down on people, I'm the most elite Warrior of Night's Watch, Ranger! But you, you have challenged four Night's Watch, are you tired?" The old man held the long sword nimble in his hand. A sword flower, hehe said with a smile.

"Did you know lifting the heavy as if it were light?" Dany asked.

She hasn't quite stepped into the realm of lifting the heavy as if it were light, but the staying power is at least half higher than before.

The old man's smile disappeared, and he said in surprise: "I can't believe it, I can't believe that Your Majesty sword technique realm is so high, it seems that old fogey has to show some real ability."

End , he raised his sword and stabbed Dany in the heart, too fast to match his old appearance.

Dany was a little surprised, but dexterously turned to one side. While avoiding the stabbing attack, he twisted his body to add strength to the long sword, and quickly slashed towards the old man's waist and abdomen.

"Qiang——" Jintie collision, the crisp sound overwhelmed the chatter of the Night's Watch on the sidelines.

The old man's movements are flexible, his eyesight is precise, his left foot steps out to stop the movement, his left foot serves as a fulcrum, he rotates gently, his right leg steps away, his center of gravity drops, and his right hand lifts his sword upside down , holding down the middle of the blade with his left hand, just to block Dany's powerful blow.

Dany's sword was firmly blocked, but the shock made oneself right hand go numb, almost unable to hold the hilt, and the old man seemed to see her predicament, took one step forward, and lifted it upside down. Her long sword made a big arc and slashed towards the top of her head.

Thunder!

"Ah—" Jon, Alliser, old Aemon, and others onlookers at Night's Watch exclaimed.

"Ulmer is getting older and stronger, and sword technique is getting more and more brilliant." Barristan was also shocked.

"Drink—" Just when everyone thought that Dany would definitely be hit, she snorted, her waist bent back like a flexible willow branch, and the iron boots on her feet were kicked. The right hand of the old man swiping down.

"Bang - pfft - chi!" The long sword that fell down was kicked ten meters high, and when it finally fell, it was inserted into the mud a finger deep, and before the long sword hit the ground, Dany fell.

In the mud, the smashed mud splashed.

But she didn't call or stop, like a nimble pig, under the stunned gazes of everyone, she quickly rolled half a circle in the mud, as if avoiding the sharp shot from arrow Normal.

When she changed from lying on the ground to crawling on the ground, she jumped forward again, throwing the old man who was stunned with his hands on the ground, with dozens of pounds of iron armor. Press it up, "ka-cha", and the old man's right arm was dislocated.

“ao wu—” the old man howled in pain.

Dany's iron gloves soaked in wet mud still firmly held the hilt of the sword, the blade resting on the old man's neck, she spit out a cloud of white mist, and asked in a rough voice: "Surrender or not? ?"

"puff!" The long sword that was flying in mid-air finally fell...

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

"This, what is this martial stage practice!" One-armed Smith muttered in shock: "She, she must have participated in many battles... No, she is only 16 years old, impossible experienced , this is innate talent, the perfect innate talent to fight on the battlefield, exactly the same as Robert."

"What's going on? Why is Your Majesty fighting like that?" Todder looked around and asked in confusion.

"She was conditioned." Shadow Tower Commander Ser Mallister facial expression grave said.

<>Pomegranate Marshp nods and said: "After she fell to the ground, Ulmer should have jumped at her or projected a dagger at her with his left hand, although Ulmer didn't do anything, she immediately rolled over to dodge. Good terrifying. The innate talent!"

Barristan proudly said: "Your Majesty barely held a sword until she was fifteen, but she has a very good innate talent and has worked hard under my training for more than a year. , he has achieved a lot of achievements that Knight can't achieve in his lifetime."

"What, it's only been more than a year of training?" Ser Mallister said incredulously: "This is unreasonable! All of us have been from the age of five. When he started training, even Prince Rhaegar, who was innately talented, started to practice martial arts at the age of 12, and it took him four years to practice for a little Small Accomplishment."

Barristan asked with a wry smile: "She couldn't even eat for 14 years. Full, wandering around with Prince Viserys, who taught her to practice martial arts and swords?"

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

"With all the power, speed, and skill, in a few years, Your Majesty may be able to make a mark on Tourney! Well, competing as a mysterious Knight." Maester Aemon rejoiced.

Perestan glanced at him with a sullen face, and said oddly: "In a few years, Your Majesty has become the first female Knight in the history of Westeros to win the Tourney."

" The Seven is on!"

Pomegranate Lord Steward was shocked: "When did it happen?"

The red nosed old man said: "Just a few days ago, in Oldtown. For the sake of Recruiting Freerider to deal with pirate attacks, Hightower and Tyrell team up for a 'Honeywine Tourney'.

Your Majesty goes by the pseudonym 'Rhaella Waters', Ser Barristan as her Knight squire, and the two meet when they come to Oldtown When this happened, she entered the competition as mysterious Knight."

"Rhaella Waters..." Aemon looked thoughtful, "Her mother is 'Rhaella' and 'Waters' is the Crownlands illegitimate child Last name."

"Has anyone recognized her identity?" Master Donal said curiously: "She looks very similar to Queen Rhaella and Lady Rhaelle, and even old fogey I can see something strange. "

"Dyeing black hair, my eyebrows and temperament have changed." The old Archmaester shook his head, "She picked up Garlan the Gallant, Baelor Brightsmile, Horn Hill Dickon continuously, and the champion is full of real value.

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Wait for her to win 'Wreath of Love and Beauty', take off her helmet on the spot and put a Golden Rose crown on oneself...hehe, thousands of people in the audience, including me, have never been in my life So shocked, but no one doubted her identity."

"And Wreath of Love and Beauty? God, what a Legendary experience, I guess the people of Oldtown will never forget that scene."

Maester Aemon is so fascinated, I really wish I could see the pictures of Targaryen's descendants Yaowu Arena .

"That's right, when the news ferments, everyone will know the true identity of 'Rhaella who wears the crown for oneself'. In taverns all over the world, poets will sing about her deeds every day." Red Nose old man said sourly.

Jon listened with envy and admiration. He grew up listening to the stories of Old Nan, "The Fool" Florian and Jonquil, Nymeria, Lann the Clever, Brandon the Builder, Symeon Star-Eyes, Bael the Bard ...no doubt, it won't be long before Queen Daenerys of 'the crown for oneself' will be one of those Legendary heroes.

This is the dream he shared with Robb, Bran...even Theon, the chameleon, the four brothers when they listened to the story!

The Legendary hero is too far away, but he does have plans to make a name for himself on Tourney.

He even fantasizes that after oneself wins Wreath of Love and Beauty, he must give it to "Little Girl" (Little Girl is Jon's exclusive name for Arya), maybe father can give him a high look , maybe Catelyn... Auntie don't speak coldly to him anymore, often making him run away from the crowd with tears in his eyes...

But the dream became a dream after all, he became Night's Watch, no longer eligible to participate in Tourney, and Robb, Theon, Bran they...

"Perestan, Perestan..." The Queen's cry came from a distance .

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

"Why don't you have a point? You wink? Come down and heal this old man."

"Ah? Oh, I'll be right here." The old man was stunned, and then he remembered that oneself has become a Night's Watch.... ..

“Old man, your sword technique is very strong. If you’re not too old and your movements are slow, I’m not your opponent.” Dany wiped the mud from his body and groaned at the man lying on the ground. The hunchbacked old man said.

"Ulmer is actually better at the arrow technique." Barristan came over with a bucket half filled with water and personally helped Dany scrub the sludge off the armor.

"didn't expect you 'white crow' to remember the old man." The hunchbacked old man glanced at White Cloak and groaned.

"I didn't expect you, the bandit, to be taken away by Stranger," White Cloak said bluntly.

"You know each other?" Dany was interested.

There was a momentary pause before Barristan spoke in a complicated tone: "Ulmer once shot an arrow through Ser Gerold the White Bull's hand, a Kingswood Brotherhood...a bandit, with Brotherhood Without Banners in Riverlands has several points of similarity.

Several decades have passed, and one of our two companions has passed away."

"Your Majesty, I am more I'd love to remind you that I once stole a kiss from a Dorne princess." The old man, who was lying on a stretcher being examined by Archmaester, winked at Dany and smiled.

"woo-"

"woo--"

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

"Twice, here comes the Wildlings."