Chapter 211 Magic Mountain

The upper level of the palace did not know when a row of Pantos soldiers armed with crossbows appeared.

The crossbow arrow in his hand was raised high and aimed at the guards of the conservative governor below, including Viserys and Illyrio.

Then pulled the trigger.

next second.

bang bang bang-

The bowstring bursts.

A crossbow arrow flew out under the candlelight of the palace, flickering with icy cold light, and rushed towards the crowd below.

The governors of the radical faction suddenly gave a dead hand, and the governors of the conservative faction were hit hard in an instant, and they were assassinated in front of the table without any precautions.

And they were thinking of cutting grass and rooting, and afterward the gate of the palace could be thrown at Viserys.

So the guards of these conservative governors are also bad luck, none of them are allowed to survive.

Puff puff--

One by one, they wanted to hide or beg for mercy, but they fell into a pool of blood after being shot by arrows.

Illyrio, who was the first to lift the table, naturally reacted very quickly. Although he was a little fat, Illyrio was still a good player among mercenaries when he was young.

The Fatty Governor held a sword in one hand and took advantage of the cover of the table, and quickly hid behind the stone pillars in the hall, which was the dead end of the shooting angle.

clang clang

Several crossbow arrows aimed at him were shot on the stone pillars of the palace, and then bounced off.

And Viserys' reaction was also very quick. He had just killed the assassin who suddenly attacked him with his bare hands, and then, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the group of Pan who appeared on the second floor of the palace with their crossbow raised high. Thors soldier.

So Viserys reacted quickly, clutching the assassin's corpse in front of him as a shield.

puff-

Two crossbow bolts drilled directly into the assassin's body, splashing blood, and two other crossbow bolts were nailed to the ground under Viserys' feet.

Then Viserys threw away the corpse he was holding as a shield, and one rolled and hid behind another stone pillar.

boom--

And the Pantos soldiers who had been in ambush outside for a long time also broke in at this moment.

wow.

A large number of soldiers in khaki armor and armed with weapons instantly filled the entire spacious hall.

He made up for those conservative governor guards who were still lingering after being shot.

Even putting down their weapons and begging for mercy on their knees is useless. These soldiers would not blink an eye in the face of begging for mercy. They raised their weapons coldly, and then ended the opponent's life.

A few guards saw this scene and drew their swords to resist, but after just resisting a few times, they were completely drowned in the sea of ​​people.

Among the influx of Pantos soldiers, there was one person who stood out. He was extremely tall and nearly eight feet tall. Standing in the crowd, he seemed to stand out from the crowd.

His shoulders are also very broad, his arms are as thick as small tree trunks, and he is covered with heavy armor. He holds a giant sword that is difficult for ordinary people to swing with both hands, and the whole person is like a rampant tank.

At this moment, he raised a stubborn conservative governor guard with one hand.

"Forgive your life."

The governor's guard had a terrified expression on his face, almost urinating his pants, his voice trembling and he wanted to beg this terrifying knight for mercy.

However, there was a cruel look in the eyes of the other party, and then he directly crushed his neck with a click.

Then he threw the corpse to the side wall like a rag sack.

bang——

In an instant, everything red and white was knocked out.

The surrounding Pantos soldiers saw this scene and hid far away, not daring to provoke this person.

…

And not far away.

Now all the radical governors have been hiding far away, watching the one-sided slaughter here.

However, seeing this cruel scene, he could not help but frown slightly.

"This guy."

"No wonder the people on the other side of the narrow sea are called 'the first wicked man in the seven kingdoms'."

The governors whispered and whispered.

"Duke Tywin said he borrowed someone to come here, and he would have no escape in Viserys."

"Well, it does make sense now."

This person was the one sent by Tywin, Duke of Casterly Rock, on the other side of the Narrow Sea. He was nearly eight feet tall and weighed about thirty stone. He was a real humanoid monster.

Although the little king of Targaryen was also known for his bravery, he could not fight against this monster no matter how he looked at it.

Just standing there is a world of difference between the two.

They couldn't think of any way Viserys could escape the monster.

…

"This is."

And on a chaotic battlefield.

When Viserys saw this man, his pupils shrank slightly, and then he felt a little tingling in his scalp.

This is the sense of crisis that biological instincts feel.

At this moment, he has also pulled out the dusk from his waist, and the temperature around this one-handed sword forged from the heart of the stars dropped a few degrees instantly as soon as it was pulled out.

And beside Viserys lay the corpses of several Pantos soldiers.

They were all just chopped to the ground by Viserys, and now the long sword in the young king's hand was stained with blood, and it was a bit more eerie under the light of the fire in the hall.

And in the battle just now, Illyrio accidentally got a sword in his thigh, and the blood flowed continuously.

Now he was following Viserys with a pale face, and he had just drawn his sword and slashed several Pantos guards.

Now both of them have been surrounded by Pantos' soldiers, facing the terrifying monster.

The opponent's stature is extremely tall, except for the eyes, there is only one breathing opening for the nose and mouth, and the rest are covered under thick armor.

At this moment, the monster's body was soaked with blood, like a demon, holding a two-handed sword, slightly lowered his head and looked at Viserys coldly.

The field was isolated in an open space, leaving only Viserys and this monster. Illyrio was pale, and he retreated to the wall with one hand over his thigh.

"Hey!"

At this moment, an officer of Pantos loudly reminded.

"Your Excellency the Governor has an order, the son of the mad king wants to catch the live ones, be careful not to."

However, before the Pantos officer's words were finished, a cold and terrifying gaze fell on him.

In an instant, the Pantos officer felt cold from the top of his head to his heels, his face was slightly pale, and then he didn't dare to say anything more.

And Viserys was facing this monster alone on the field at the moment, with a pair of eyes staring at each other, and his feet carefully controlling the distance.

"Sir Gregor Clegane."

puff.

Then, clutching the hilt of Dusk's sword, he pulled it out from behind the corpse of a Pantos soldier lying beside him.

Blood dripped on the ground.

Because of the force, the fingernails gripping the hilt were slightly whitish.

"You are the 'Magic Mountain'?"