Game of Thrones: From King of Elden to Teen Wolf Lord

Chapter 34 Your Identity

"Stop, what do you want to do?!"

Greenbeard was startled. They were in Robb's military camp now. There were tens of thousands of troops waiting for him outside. As long as there was trouble, they would definitely be the ones to suffer.

But his voice was too low and his prestige was not enough, so he could only watch as Tyrosh's mercenaries became more and more angry.

Someone had already collided maliciously with Little Jon's chest with his own chest, provoking him.

Robb watched the farce in front of him with great interest, knowing that Little Jon was taking his orders into consideration and did not fight with these mercenaries.

After thinking about it, Robb came to a stand and sat down leisurely: "It's interesting, take off your armor."

Even when Little Jon was in conflict with the other party, a large part of his attention was focused on Robb. When he heard Robb's words, he immediately shouted: "Remove armor!"

"Removal of armor!"

"Removal of armor!"

Several Wolf Riders who were born into noble families like Little Jon shouted one after another, and all the Wolf Riders heard Robb's instructions.

Without any hesitation, they took off their leather armor.

The armor they wore during war was very heavy, and they usually wore leather armor during training.

Seeing the opponent's almost uniform movements, the Tyroshi mercenaries who were still yelling at each other were at a loss as to what the opponent was up to.

Apparently none of them heard Robb's instructions.

There was a brief silence in the camp.

When the wolf cavalry all took off their leather armor and put away their weapons, the Tyroshi mercenaries were still in an inexplicable state, with weapons still in their hands. They looked around, but no one said anything, which made Greenbeard feel palpitations.

Seeing the other party, Little Jon was still indifferent, and was the first to speak: "Remove armor!"

More than 200 people behind him roared in unison: "Remove armor!"

The sound echoed through the sky, and many mercenaries were so frightened that their weapons dropped to the ground.

Greenbeard looked at Robb, who was sitting in the upper seat. He still had that unpredictable smiling expression, and couldn't help but start to panic.

The lives of himself and these mercenaries were all in the hands of this teenage boy. As long as the other party was willing, there would be three hundred more corpses in the moat of Riverrun the next day.

Greenbeard's reaction was quite astute, and he understood what Robb meant before the situation got out of control.

He immediately started running around the phalanx of mercenaries, shouting as he ran: "Take off your leather armor, put down your weapons, Your Majesty ordered us to fight them with bare hands!"

Greenbeard was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, fearing that someone might not hear his voice.

The mercenaries heard Greenbeard's voice. Most of them looked at the wolf cavalry in front of them. They had already accumulated a lot of anger in their hearts. Now that they heard that they could fight with each other, they had a decent look and quickly took off their skins. First.

But there are also some mercenaries who are used to being unruly and complaining there.

"What nonsense, Your Majesty, he's just a young boy."

"Only idiots who are disgusted by the Seven Gods will fight with bare hands. I am a knight. I will never take off my weapons and leather armor!"

"Draw your sword! Let those wolf cubs see who is the real battlefield!"

"I am a mercenary of Tyrosh. So what if he gives me a golden dragon? I feel uncomfortable staying here. What will happen to him if he rides away? Who would blame a brat like him!"

Stab it!

Just as the mercenaries wearing leather armor and shouting loudly continued to talk nonsense, suddenly there was a burst of thunder in the sky.

Crackling!

A golden thunder suddenly descended from the sky and struck a Tyroshi mercenary on the head. This thunder appeared without warning. It was a clear sky at this time, and no one could react.

The mercenary fell straight to the ground without even letting out a scream.

[Precision Lightning Strike] [Lowers lightning over the target's head and can be released continuously. 】

Stab it!

Stab it!

Stab it!

Robb sat on the chair, looking at all the mercenaries who had not taken off their leather armor with an expressionless face, the golden light on his hands flashing continuously.

Thunderbolts appeared out of thin air in mid-air, hitting all the mercenaries who had not obeyed the military orders accurately again and again.

Robb didn't hold back. Their bodies were instantly blackened by the electricity, their hair stood on end, and they fell to the ground without any life left.

After knocking down more than a dozen mercenaries in a row, the Tyroshi finally discovered the source of the thunder and the target of the thunder attack.

"Hurry up!"

"The Wolf King in the North is angry. He rains down thunder to punish those who disobey!"

"Remove your armor quickly!"

Greenbeard saw his men and friends falling one after another. He was so anxious that he screamed at the top of his lungs.

After more than 20 mercenaries fell one after another, Robb finally stopped.

At this time, the mercenaries who had not yet finished taking off their leather armor finally experienced the feeling of surviving a disaster. They cursed that the armor was difficult to take off while they pulled frantically.

"I have no mental power, otherwise these people should all be killed."

Robb sat on a chair, holding his chin with the hand that had just cast the prayer spell, looking bored.

His cold look made the green-bearded man below feel frightened.

This majesty is really scary. He easily took away more than 20 lives with just a few gestures. He still had such an indifferent expression. Greenbeard couldn't help but feel sad when he thought that his future life would be to serve this king.

"beat."

Robb uttered a word.

The moment they received the order, the previously silent wolf cavalry suddenly erupted. Before the Tyroshi mercenaries could react, they pounced on them like evil wolves.

The wolf cavalry were originally strong soldiers selected by Robb from various armies in the north, as well as many descendants of nobles. They began training in various battlefield combats since they were young.

Coupled with the baptism of two peerless battles, they have already completed their transformation.

They were silent and looked at the enemy with firm eyes.

All in my mind were the scenes when Robb trained them. In this kind of encounter, the team with better teamwork can achieve the final victory.

They spontaneously formed small teams, sometimes spreading out to block the attack, sometimes merging together to bully the smaller group. They gathered together and knocked a small number of mercenaries to the ground. In the end, no one on their side was even seriously injured.

In less than 10 minutes, all the Tyrosh mercenaries were knocked to the ground, their faces covered with blood, and they fell to the ground groaning.

The wolf cavalry stood in the camp, looking down at their defeated opponents.

If there is a mercenary who is knocked down and still cursing, someone will immediately surround him and punch and kick him until he shuts up or is beaten until he loses the ability to speak.

"Your Majesty, please forgive them..." Greenbeard looked at Robb anxiously, "If we continue to fight, some of them will die."

Robb glanced at Greenbeard. The look in his eyes clearly contained no emotion, but it made Greenbeard shiver all over and he did not dare to continue speaking.

Then, he heard another faint words, which made his hands and feet even colder.

"If I remember correctly, you are surrendered soldiers. Do you think you can come and leave whenever you want here?"

(End of this chapter)