Chapter 136

Chapter 136 The Brother's

  The tournament went on till evening. At this time, there were not many knights left on the field, but those left had extraordinary skills.

  Now playing is "Knight of Flowers" Loras Tyrell.

  The third son of the Duke of Highgarden is dressed in a very flamboyant suit. The enamel of the silver armor was decorated with pairs of green vines and blue forget-me-nots. The white horse he rode under him was covered with a red layer of freshly picked roses.

  When he passed by auditorium, Loras took the red rose's and threw it at the ladies and wives in the crowd, causing bursts of exclamation.

  At last he stopped before the seats of the nobles of the North, and gave the last white rose to the Hand of the King, Sansa Stark, eldest daughter of the Duke of Winterfell.

  "Beautiful Lady Sansa." Loras said, "No great victory is half as glorious as you."

  Sansa blushed suddenly, not knowing how to respond.

  It wasn't until she remembered that she still had a fiancé that she quickly came to her senses, only to see that the "Knight of Flowers" had already ridden away.

  Then Sansa noticed that Loras' opponent in this round turned out to be that terrifying giant—"The Mountain" Gregor Clegane.

  The man was over eight feet tall, with arms as thick as tree trunks, and the steed he rode looked like a toy horse by comparison.

  And this person had just created a bloody incident before.

Of course, this is common for "The Mountain"

  During the Robert's Rebellion , it was this man who raped and killed Prince Rhaegar Targaryen's wife, Princess Elia Martell from Dorne, and brutally murdered her two children.

  This enmity, the Martel family remembers it to this day.

  So as soon as the "The Mountain" came out, there were bursts of shouting and cursing from the seats of the Dornish nobles.

  Princess Arianne looked at the huge knight in the arena with fiery eyes, and couldn't help saying to Prince Oberyn beside her .

  "Uncle, why didn't you participate in this tournament?"

  Prince Oberyn's gaze was like a poisonous snake Staring at the "The Mountain", he said:

  "I'm not interested in participating in this kind of game with wooden lance's. I only want a one-on-one duel, so I can kill all the knights here!"

  "Then what about tomorrow's group hand-to-hand combat? There's real sword."

  "I went to check, 'The Mountain' didn't sign up for a group competition, otherwise I would've joined."

Prince Oberyn took a sip of his wine, his expression a little helpless, "And I'm now with the suspicion of murdering Jon Arryn, it's better to be honest."

  Princess Arianne nodded in agreement, thinking that after her uncle suffered a big loss, he finally restrained himself.

  Turning her eyes to the field, she suddenly found that something was wrong with the war horse of "The Mountain". It kept stomping its feet, shaking its head, screaming and neighing.

  "Uncle, there is something wrong with the warhorse of the 'The Mountain'?"

  "There is something also wrong with Loras' warhorse." Prince Oberyn stared at the "Knight of Flowers", with the corners of his mouth raised, "That's a mare, a mare in heat!"

  While speaking, the two knights were already sprinting.

  "The Mountain" Gregor's war horse galloped in great strides, but it still couldn't run in a straight line. Just when the knight pulled the reins and tried to adjust, Loras on the opposite side had already striked him like a silver lightning.

  Boom!

  The Lance point charge was just right, stabbing "The Mountain" Gregor down, and because he was too big, he actually brought down the horse as well.

  The cheers sounded immediately.

  Samwell looked at this scene with a knowing smile.

  He knew that Loras had played a trick by finding a mare in heat.

  And "The Mountain" Gregor has always liked to ride big, bad-tempered, wild but not disciplined war horses. Under normal circumstances, with his strength, it is naturally not a problem to subdue these war horses.

  But now when encountering a mare in heat, the unruly wild horse under the buttocks will become a huge flaw.

  Just as Loras lifted his mask and accepted the cheers from the audience, "The Mountain" Gregor roared angrily:

  "Bring my sword!"

  After the squire handed a huge sword like a door to "The Mountain" ,this crazy western knight cut off the entire head of his horse with a single strike!

  Blood spurted out, drenching the whole body of "The Mountain", making him look like a devil crawling out of hell.

  This bloody scene instantly turned the cheers on the field into screams.

  Gregor "TheMountain" charged at Loras with a bloody longsword.

  Margaery realized something was wrong, and quickly stood up to remind her brother, but her voice was already drowned out by raging screams.

  Loras finally came to his senses, and hurriedly shouted to his attendant for a sword.

  But "The Mountain" had already rushed near him.

  clang!

  Loras only felt a sharp pain in his chest, and then he fell off the horse.

  He struggled to get up, but found that he couldn't use any strength. He could only watch in horror as the huge sword flashing with cold light swung towards his neck!

  clang!

  The giant sword was blocked.

  Loras breathed , only to realize that it was Samwell who had blocked.

  "The tournament is over!" Samwell yelled after blocking Gregor "The Mountain" with his oaken shield.

  In the fight just now, he found that the terrifying knight of the western region in front of him was actually stronger than himself!

  His shield hand was numb from the shock.

  "The Mountain" Gregor let out a roar, and swung his sword again.

  This time, "The Hound" Sandor Clegane also swung his sword and took the blow from his brother.

  Then, the Clegane brothers fought back and forth.

  Although the two are brothers, they are no different from enemies. When "The Hound" moved his brother's toy when he was a child, he pressed half of his face into the brazier and burned it.

  While the two brothers were fighting, Samwell helped Loras up and took him to a safe place.

  "Thank you, Sam! You saved my life!"

  "That's what I should have done," laughed Samwell.

  In fact, without him, "The Hound" would stop "The Mountain", but since it can brush up the favor of the Tyrell family, why not Samwell.

  At this time, "The Hound" Sandor had already been beaten back again and again by his brother, and he was about to be unable to hold on.

  Fortunately, the king's resonant voice finally sounded: "In the name of this king, stop immediately!"

  "The Hound" Sandor immediately knelt down on one knee when he heard the words, and "The Mountain" Gregor's slash flew into the air , and then he regained his rationality.

  He dropped his sword, snorted angrily, and turned away without saying a word.

  This bloody farce finally came to an end.

  At this time, the jousting had reached its final stage, and there were only four knights left on the field—

  "Knight of Flowers" Loras Tyrell, "The Hound" Sandor Clegane, "Kingslayer" Jaime Lannister, and Samwell Caesar.

  Samwell remounted his horse, took his lance , and came to the field to stand.

  Through the eyeholes of his helmet, he watched his opponent.

  The knight on the opposite side is indeed a protagonist, not to mention handsome and unrestrained, with a top-notch background, the younger brother of Queen Cersei, the eldest son of Duke Tywin in the West, and a Kingsguard. Unfortunately, there is a "King Slayer" title stuck on him.

  No matter how many reasons he had for killing "Mad King" Aerys Targaryen back then, he had violated his oath after all, and this stain would accompany the eldest son of Casterly Rock City for his entire life.

  As the horn sounded, Samwell put aside distracting thoughts and began to charge faster.

  Boom!

  The two armored knights collided with each other, and then separated.

  They didn't fall off the horse.

  Samwell threw away the broken lance, lifted his mask, and looked back.

  A formidable opponent.

  The two put on new lances and charged again.

  But after three rounds of this competition, there was still no winner.

  Samwell received the brand-new lance handed over by his attendant Kato, rode back to the venue, and was preparing for the fourth round of clash.

  But who knows, a loud voice suddenly came from the main stand:

  "There is no need to compete, the winner is Samwell Caesar!"

  Samwell turned around in astonishment, only to find that it was King Robert who made the verdict.

  "Why!" Queen Cersei's shrill voice followed, defending her younger brother, "Jaime didn't fall off the horse!"

  Robert shouted, holding his horn glass, "Woman, I know more about martial arts than you! This round Samwell hit more accurately, and sat more firmly on the horse!"

  "You're partial!" The queen was still relentless, "You just don't want to see James win!"

  "Shut up, Woman! I am the king, and I say whoever wins wins! If you want to help your brother to make a judgment, you must grow a dick first! Hahaha!"

The queen turned pale with anger and trembled all over.

  James, on the other hand, threw away his lance, took off his helmet, and said calmly,

  "Yes, Your Majesty, I will follow your decision."

  Samwell didn't expect that he could benefit from the conflict between the king and queen, so he saluted and thanked the main stand happily.

  As for whether he stabbed more accurately and sat more stably just now... Who knows, since the king said it, then it is.

  Just as Samwell took off his helmet and took a breath, he saw "Kingslayer" James coming to him on horseback.

  The handsome man with blond hair had a cynical smile on his face, and said:

  "Boy, you have good strength. However, if we fight with real swords and lance's, within three moves, I can finish you."

  After finishing speaking, Without waiting for Samwell to respond, he rode his horse and left.

  "Hah!!." Samwell curled his lips.

  If it was really a life-and-death duel, Samwell believed that with [Dawn] in his hand, he could finish this "King Slayer" with a single sword.

  However, without the help of Dawn, I'm afraid he really wouldn't be James' opponent.

  He had already tried it out just now. This person's strength is only a little smaller than his own, but his riding skills was better than his own, and he also has good agility, which is a hindrance. If the duel is fair, there is indeed a high probability of losing.

  But it doesn't matter, Samwell believes that he still has a lot of room for improvement.

  Sooner or later, he will be able to piss with one hand and beat the "Kingslayer" with the other.

  Next up is Loras Tyrell, the Knight of Flowers, against Sandor Clegane, the Hound.

  However, when Loras came out, he only wore a linen shirt and said to Sandor:

  "Sir Sandor, you just saved my life, so the victory is yours."

  " I am not Sir! " Sandor muttered.

  Indeed, the second son of the Clegane family has always refused to accept the canonization of knights, although he already has enough qualifications.

  Still, he accepted Loras' offer.

  As a result, there were only two players left on the field——

  "The Hound" Sandor Clegane, and Samwell Caesar.

  The two of them will compete for the final championship.

  [END]