Chapter 157 The Dothraki Wedding

"Don't worry, old guy." Mora stood up with a glass of wine. There were many Dothraki old men and old men from the north gathered around him. There was no difference between these old guys when they drank from their glasses, except for their skin color and It can be seen from their appearance that they are not compatriots, but the elders of the First Men also took off their shirts like the Dothraki, revealing the traces of ice, snow and cold winter. "Just because of the scars on your body, there will definitely be many young men who challenge you." Mora let out a loud and sharp war cry, and the Dothraki around him also let out the same roar.

Not to be outdone, Robb Ryswell stood up, and the old northerner howled like a wolf, which only made the Dothraki people even more excited. The old man of the Ryswell family was very popular with them - of course not because the coat of arms of the Ryswell family was a horse, but because the old man was indeed a warrior.

The Dothraki respect warriors, they do not respect the old and the weak, but if they are brave or wise old people, they will also place them in a high position - this is also a new change in Argo's khalasar, His khalasar does not need to deal with the plunder and attacks of other khalasars that may come at any time. The elderly and children are no longer a burden, and the experienced old people still have great value.

All this is due to the nomadic range that Longzell designated for Ago's khalasar, which spans the entire northern part of the border prince's territory, from the westernmost territory of Tianping Castle to the easternmost territory of White Tower City. Ge's khalasar can migrate to established settlements to graze at fixed times. If it is on the territory directly under the jurisdiction of Longzell, Ago's khalasar does not need to pay anything. If it is on the land of other lords, they Some cattle, sheep, and war horses need to be provided as compensation. The experienced old people had traveled throughout the entire border prince territory for the tribe a few years ago. They were familiar with where the water and grass were abundant, where there were silver-blood army manors near the pastures where supplies could be exchanged more conveniently, and where the local villages were. More open.

The thousands of Dothraki who migrated to Westeros gradually abandoned many of their old traditions, especially the addition of the ancestors from the north. They brought with them the same rough and generous customs of their ancestors, keeping these people away from The strangers in the Dothraki Great Grass Sea felt a great sense of familiarity.

The two ancient peoples actually integrated very well, and there was even a man named Jorah from Bear Island who relied on his martial arts to become one of the three bloodriders of Argo. Now also speaks the Dothraki dialect version of Valyrian fluently.

This settlement, which means "City of Khal's Tent" in Dothraki, becomes more and more lively as the sun gradually rises. Argo's three bloodriders Dromaro, Dahan and Jorah are naked. Wearing upper body, surrounded by an old man who was obviously a northerner, he lit a bonfire in the center of the settlement. An ancient weirwood tree was transported from Dragon's Nest City a few days ago and transplanted here, but the huge tree crown did not cover it. Staying in the rising bonfire makes the bonfire even brighter. It can even compare with the rising sun.

"Roar~" A long and powerful dragon roar came from the distance. At this moment, whether it was the Dothraki, the ancestors of the north, or the nearby villagers and merchants who were invited to participate, they all knelt down on one knee. , ready to welcome their lord and king. The Kingsguard and the seven blood-sworn brothers, Tigarro and Sebastian, who had already arrived, were responsible for staying at the castle. Of course, they also asked Aslan and Hoffa to bring a gift to their former brothers, a sword. A dragonbone scimitar and a large bottle of Lyswine.

There are also two familiar faces among these people. Stannis Storm, the bastard son of the Cullen family in Nightsong City. This bastard son came here as a spy of the Cullen family when Dragon's Nest City and Summerhall were first built to get information. Now he is the son of Lord Royce Cullen. Right-hand man. The purpose of his coming to Summer Hall this time was to protect the young Byran Cullen, the heir of the Cullen family who was fostered in the Purple Palace - he is now Hoffa's attendant.

The person next to Stannis is still the familiar bastard son of the Sven family in Stonehelm City, Eric Storm. Unlike Stannis, who rose to prominence after the Cullen family swore allegiance to the Varese family, the bastard Eric has so far He was still a person sent by the Swann family to gather information. He also struggled. When King Aegon chose the Kingsguard, he was on the list, but unfortunately, he bumped into Harold Dark, who had already put on a white robe. Jazz, being knocked off his horse by a single shot, could only continue to be his spy.

"Listen, Eric." Stannis watched the black spots getting bigger and bigger, and reminded in a low voice: "The weddings of the Dothraki will last for a whole day. It is said that the dead people at their weddings are A symbol of auspiciousness, these steppe barbarians will mate openly at weddings and fight for women. Therefore, if you want to survive, just wait for Khal Agha and Agatha Khaleesi to refuse the dishes, and then concentrate on eating. Dothraki We will not attack defenseless people, nor will we attack guests who are concentrating on enjoying their food.”

"Oh." Eric said somewhat dullly. His mission has basically failed. The Sven family is ignoring him now, and even the annuity has been stopped. He is the only one who has not starved to death. The reason is that he still has horses, swords and armor, and can take on the job of guarding the caravan to support himself. Stannis will also give him some money from time to time to prevent his old brother from starving to death. But at this moment, Stannis noticed that Eric's pupils suddenly dilated, causing the bastard to sigh again. "Isn't it just a giant dragon? You can see it every day, right?"

Of course, after all, every boy in Westeros has a childhood dream of riding a dragon to fly, and every Dothraki boy also has a dream of riding a flying winged horse to conquer the world.

The sky, which had just revealed a ray of sunshine, darkened again. The wings of Wormithor covered the entire tent city. Beside it, Silver Wing roared loudly and accompanied Wormithor to land on the hill next to the open space. Following the two dragons were Storm Cloud and Shadow Nightmare. The two young dragons roared and swooped down, passing over people's heads before slowly landing beside the two dragons.

The two young and agile dragons really left a deep impression on people, especially Xingge and Huohuo who landed right after them. Today was Samantha's second time riding a dragon. Unlike her brother's skill, the little girl rode very carefully, lying on the dragon saddle all the time. Huohuo seemed to feel the tension of his partner and deliberately separated two tentacles to help fix the girl's body. However, the remaining tentacles fluttering in the wind and its appearance really made many people who knelt on one knee look at each other in bewilderment.

Of course, people will only wonder what's wrong with this dragon in their hearts, and will not question its beauty or ugliness. After all, a dragon is a dragon, and strength is always the most beautiful.

As all the dragons landed, people could finally see the people on the dragon's back clearly. Longzel and Diana climbed down from Wormisol carefully. In order to let Diana land more safely, Wormisol even stretched out his wings so that Diana could walk down more steadily.

Rey and Rhaena, Valar and Layla also climbed down from their respective dragons. Rhaena was the most excited of the two ladies. She had longed to ride a dragon and fly since she was a child, but unfortunately her Dawn was too small, so she could only rub against Rey's companions first. When she got off the back of Shadow Nightmare, she also touched the black dragon in a circle, which made Shadow Nightmare hum a few times in dissatisfaction.

Viserys followed behind Aegon, holding Ringol in one hand and Samantha in the other. The three boys discussed for a long time and finally decided to wear sleeveless painted vests to attend the wedding. They regretted it until they arrived at the dragon cave and saw the costumes of Longziel and others, because Longziel and others were wearing ordinary clothes. They did not change clothes according to the customs of the Dothraki.

Unfortunately, it was too late. The three boys could only fly to the scene in sleeveless vests, which made the white knights' eyelids twitch. However, the captain of the Kingsguard, Sir Stephen Darklyn, was still very pleased, which showed that Aegon was also a king who cared for the people like his brother.

"Great Khal, can we start?" As Ago's elder, Mora did not dare to drink at this moment, and quickly stood in his position and looked at the sky.

Dawn has arrived.

"It's OK." Longzel stretched out his finger and hooked it. Wormythor, who was enjoying the horse meat and venison offered by the Dothraki, raised his head, and a flame shot up into the sky.

The nomadic warriors with naked upper bodies blew the horns in their hands, and two horses slowly stepped into the center of the tent city.

Ago and his Khaleesi, the female warrior Agatha, saw the dragon flames rising to the sky, and slowly rode to the bonfire in the center. The young khal and the silver-haired female warrior rode around the bonfire again and again. Finally, Ago rode his horse through the bonfire and picked up Agatha from her warhorse. The people around them howled, and even Aegon and Viserys couldn't help but scream.

"Samantha, can I marry you like this in the future?" Aegon smiled and looked at the little girl who was watching Ago pick up Agatha with an immersed face, and was glared back by the little girl.

Aegon then noticed the half-smile of Longzel behind him, and sat back in his seat obediently.

"Ago, my partner." Longzel looked at Ago riding on a horse: "Congratulations on marrying your own moon and star."

"Blood of my blood, your arrival is my great honor." Ago said excitedly: "My blood will always cheer for you, blood of my blood."

Longzel smiled and motioned Valar to hand his gift to Mora beside him, and continued to watch the progress of the wedding quietly.

"Blood of my blood, Khaleesi." The old blood guard Zhuo Mo Luo took the lead and took out a dragon bone whip. "May your steed always gallop across the vast grassland."

"May his steed always gallop across the earth." Agatha was a very shrewd girl. She rode back on her warhorse, took the long whip, and whipped Ago beside her. Ago smiled and grabbed the long whip, and pulled it back into his hand.

"Just like now." The female warrior laughed and took the arakh scimitar handed over by Jorah. After fighting with Ago for a few times, she returned the scimitar to her husband.

The last gift was Dahan's longbow. Agatha bent the bow hard to let people see her arm strength, and then returned the gift to her husband Ago.

"In the name of the great sky god." The old man in the north looked at the newlyweds riding on two horses, and stood under the heart tree and said loudly: "In the name of the heart tree, witness the union of Khal and his Khaleesi. Agatha's Khaleesi's child will pick up the scimitar and gallop across the earth under the dragons. The heart tree is a witness, and the gods are witnesses!"

The howling of the people was like a huge wave, instantly breaking through the eardrums of everyone present. With the joining of the ancestors of the North, the already transformed faith of Ago's Khalasar was injected with new blood again. The heart tree was regarded as the observer of the gods by them and was also worshiped. To be honest, in many cases, the faith of the old gods is essentially the worship of nature, and the ancestors did not know what they were worshiping.

The battle began.

The people in Ago's Khalasar no longer fought for women. They fought against each other and enjoyed the fun of fighting. Some women also joined the battlefield. They hoped to prove that their bravery was no less than that of men.

Robb Lacewell roared and defeated three Dothraki men, but was finally knocked to the ground by Zhuo Ke with brute force. The glorious death he expected still did not come, and the old man could only go back disappointedly to drink pepper wine to drown his sorrows. There were even a few Dothraki men who found the Kingsguard and the Bloodsworn Brothers, but they were not well-equipped and eventually lost.

The children were so excited that they wanted to go down and fight.

Of course he was pinned down.

The battle lasted all day. The Dothraki wedding slowly came to an end.

No one died at this wedding, but hundreds of people shed blood.

No one left any seeds, after all, it was too barbaric. But hundreds of warriors, both men and women, proved their bravery. Longzel rewarded them on the spot.

Perhaps this is the purpose of this big melee at the wedding.

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