Game of Thrones: The Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

Now, Asha and her retinue are riding their warhorses away from the palace of High Lord Tyrosi and are leisurely returning towards the port, taking the opportunity to experience the local customs and culture of Tyrosi.

But just as the two were riding their warhorses through a small alley, a group of people suddenly appeared and blocked their way from both sides.

"Kill her!"

The masked men in black then attacked Asha without any communication with her, drawing their weapons and lunging at her.

Chapter 675 Escape

On the streets of Telos.

Suddenly, dozens of masked mercenaries surged out from both sides of the street, drew their swords, and pounced on Asha, the messenger of the Iron Throne, and one of her Ironborn subordinates named Gmund.

"Kill her!"

Both of them were seasoned veterans, so their reactions were naturally excellent.

"Oops!"

"Run away!"

Asha and her Ironborn soldiers' expressions changed, and without any hesitation or even drawing their swords to resist, they turned their horses around and charged towards the direction with the fewest assassins.

"Go away!"

In this day and age, if you don't possess magic, even the most skilled knight cannot fight against dozens of people at the same time, because you don't have that many eyes.

Asha and Grimmund made the right choice. They suddenly accelerated on their warhorses and crashed to one side. The mercenaries dared not risk their lives to stop them, since being hit by a galloping warhorse would result in either death or serious injury.

Asha rode off on her warhorse, but her Ironborn were not so lucky.

He was seized by a masked mercenary who pulled him off his horse and threw him hard to the ground. The warhorse neighed in pain and crashed into the stables of a nearby tavern.

Puff puff--

Immediately, the masked mercenary drew his dagger and stabbed the unfortunate Iron Man in the abdomen several times, causing blood to gush out instantly.

The Ironblood named Grimmd still stared wide-eyed at the assassin who had killed him, his face filled with disbelief.

The attack came very suddenly and unexpectedly. No one expected that someone would dare to attack the Iron Throne's messenger, a commander-in-chief with two thousand soldiers, in broad daylight on the streets of Tyrosh.

"Ho ho ho-"

Blood gushed from his throat and blocked his trachea. He looked at Asha's back, wanting to say something, but he couldn't. Then his head tilted to the side, and he breathed his last.

And not far away.

"Whoo~"

After luckily breaking free from the ambush, Asha Greyjoy turned her horse around and stood on the street, looking back.

She witnessed firsthand the tragic deaths of her once loyal father and his followers who had followed her through the mountains of the Western Frontier, enduring hunger and hardship, yet remaining steadfast in their loyalty, all at the hands of these masked villains. Her eyes immediately turned red.

Damn it!

Meanwhile, the masked mercenary who had stabbed Grimmde to death wiped the blood off his dagger on the corpse and looked up to see Asha Greyjoy riding in their direction not far away.

His eyes revealed a mocking expression, and then he raised his palm and made a throat-slitting gesture towards Asha's throat.

This was a blatant provocation. Asha's eyes were bloodshot, and her knuckles cracked as she gripped the reins. However, at this moment, the Iron Princess of the Iron Islands could only rage helplessly. There was no way she could draw her sword and fight back; that would be suicide.

"Chase!"

Meanwhile, the masked mercenaries who had just surrounded them had gathered together. The leader, who had just stabbed Grimmde to death, waved his hand and pointed to Asha not far away.

Immediately, a group of masked mercenaries chased after Asha. Upon seeing this, Asha's expression changed slightly again. She then pulled on the reins, turned her horse around, and squeezed her legs hard against the horse's belly.

"Come on!"

At that moment, chaos erupted in the streets of Tyrosi, with people screaming and fleeing in all directions.

"Murder!"

"Murder!"

The scene that just happened was so sudden that many people didn't react at first. However, now that they have finally come to their senses, seeing the corpse lying in a pool of blood on the ground and the murderer holding a sharp knife, chaos erupted instantly. People cried out and ran in all directions.

"Get out of the way!"

"Get out of the way!"

The chaos in the streets hampered Asha's escape on horseback, as her speed had slowed and she could no longer carve a path through the chaos. Frightened people were scattering and fleeing everywhere.

However, this strong-willed Iron Princess was not one to hesitate. She gritted her teeth and jumped off her horse, abandoning it in an attempt to escape through the chaos of the crowd.

The chaos on the street hindered Asha's escape and also affected the pursuit by the masked mercenaries.

"Go away!"

However, they were not as civilized as Asha. When they saw Asha abandon her warhorse and blend into the crowd, disappearing from sight in the blink of an eye, they became somewhat anxious.

"Don't let her get away!"

Enraged by Asha's disappearance, the masked mercenaries drew their swords and slashed at the Tyrosian civilians and slaves blocking their path, hoping to fight their way out and find the escaped Asha.

However, the outcome was unexpected for the masked mercenary leader. Their killing spree triggered even greater panic, making the streets more chaotic and the situation increasingly unpredictable.

"Chase!"

"Chase after them!"

Asha ran ahead, but the masked mercenaries, like hunting dogs, continued to pursue her relentlessly, seemingly determined to kill her.

Their purpose in coming here is not to kill the Ironborn, but to target the messenger of the Iron Throne. If they cannot kill her, killing more people will be a waste of time.

"Get out of the way!"

"Get out of the way!"

The enemy relentlessly pursued her for money or greater gains, while Asha fled to save her own life, so she naturally went all out.

"Whoo~"

"Whoo~"

The woman with short black hair was breathing heavily when she reached out and grabbed a roadside cart selling oysters, clams, and raw oysters.

"Give me!"

She shoved the seafood vendor aside, knocking him to the ground. The innocent vendor, unaware of what was happening, was pushed so hard he fell on his backside.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing?"

wow-

However, Asha ignored the vendor and immediately overturned the cart with a crash. The overturned cart blocked the middle of the road, and the foul-smelling seawater and seashells were scattered all over the ground to hinder the enemy's pursuit.

The woman with short black hair fled ahead, with the assassins in hot pursuit. Asha then nimbly turned into a small alley, hoping to use the complex terrain to shake them off.

However, at that moment, an inconspicuous door in the alley suddenly opened unexpectedly.

Inside the room was a tall man. Because the room was dark and no lights were on, his face was not clearly visible. He reached out and grabbed at Asha. His movements were quick, accurate, and ruthless, leaving Asha no time to react.

"Come in!"

He grabbed the black-haired woman's wrist and pulled her into the house, then slammed the door shut.

Chapter 676 Helping Hand

Asha was caught off guard and pulled into the house by a man, which naturally startled her. Moreover, the man was very skilled, and she didn't even have time to react.

However, the house in this alley was now pitch black because no lights were on, with only a faint light coming from the other side, but it was still dim, and she couldn't see the other person's face clearly.

She then gripped it with one hand and questioned it sharply.

"Who are you--"

"you--"

"Quiet!"

However, the man standing opposite him had already released Asha. His voice was deep and powerful, directly interrupting Asha's words.

But surprisingly, it actually shut the usually unruly Iron Princess up instantly, and her face was filled with surprise and uncertainty.

The other person's voice sounded very familiar to her, but she hadn't heard it for many years.

"you..."

The other person's fingers were very strong; they had just grabbed Asha's wrist and pulled her into the house. Now that they had let go, the woman's wrist was still slightly red and sore.

She seemed to have a clue who the voice belonged to. She couldn't see the other person's face clearly, but she had a vague guess in her heart. However, this guess was too bold, so much so that even Asha was somewhat incredulous.

However, Asha remembered what the other person had just said, and also thought of the fierce pursuers from before. She hesitated and obediently shut her mouth.

However, at this moment...

A noisy and chaotic sound came from the alley outside the house, clearly indicating that the pursuers who had been chasing Asha had caught up with her.

Where is that bitch?

The masked thugs chasing Asha were clearly very familiar with the terrain of Tyrosi. So, during the initial chase, one group pursued relentlessly from behind, while the other group took the opportunity to circle around to the other side, preparing to repeat their previous tactics to ambush Asha once again.

If the encirclement succeeds this time, even if Asha were possessed by Arthur Dayne, the Sword of the Morning, she would have no chance of escaping.

However, the masked pursuers, panting heavily, seemed to have seen a ghost, because Asha had vanished right inside their encirclement!

"Ok?"

"what happened?"

"What about people?"

The leader of the masked mercenaries flew into a rage and yelled at the pursuers he encountered on the other side.

How would I know?

However, the mercenaries on the other side were also completely innocent, because they hadn't seen anyone either, and that's how they chased after them.

"Did that bitch sprout wings and fly away?!"

The mercenary leader spoke, barely suppressing his anger, but everyone knew that it was impossible to sprout wings and fly away, so he cast a suspicious glance at the doors of the houses in the alley.

Someone helped her escape!