"kill!"

The chaotic battlefield was full of shouts of killing, and Oberyn was dressed in dark golden armor, holding a spear, and his gray beard was stained with blood.

However, a frightened and mad warhorse rushed towards him, and the warhorse under Oberyn's crotch was directly overturned to the ground.

Oberyn fell from his horse and fell to the ground, but a few cold arrows happened to fly.

Originally, this cold arrow was going to take his life, but by chance, he was able to hide it, but the warhorse under Oberyn's crotch was not so lucky.

Oberyn's warhorse was hit by several arrows and used as a shield for his master. The arrows pierced into the flesh and neighed in pain, and then collapsed with a bang, crushing the old man in heavy armor. Under the body.

Oberon was lucky to escape the dark arrow, but unexpectedly, he was crushed by his own warhorse.

He was smashed, and his brain was a little dazed. The nose and mouth were full of blood. It turned out that his nose was smashed and his teeth were loose.

"cough cough"

Oberyn was pinned under his horse and coughed heavily, the blood flowing from his nose back into his trachea, making him choked for breath.

But this was not the most unfortunate thing, because the body of the warhorse plus the armor weighed hundreds of pounds, and Oberyn did not have the strength to push the body of the warhorse away from him.

Therefore, he could only watch helplessly as several silver-armored knights discovered his trace, and then overjoyed and rode a war horse to kill him.

ta ta ta

"kill him!"

Bessie's bodyguards all wore silver armor.

Oberyn's bodyguards were more in line with Dorne's style of golden armor and wore white turbans, so the two sides were very distinct on the battlefield.

Actually this is also the difference between Heros and Aemon, where Heros draws the flag with gold thread, while Aemon draws the flag with silver thread.

Both of them are under the banner of the orthodox Targaryen family, so the elements of silver and gold can be reflected in some details of the two armies, and it is even called the war of gold and silver.

Several silver armored knights urged their horses to charge towards Oberon with long swords in hand.

And Oberyn's bodyguards would naturally not let the enemy hurt their lord.

"Protect adults!"

Several warriors in golden armor, wearing helmets with white cloth turbans and holding spears, urged their horses to face the battle without fear.

"kill!"

Immediately, several knights from both sides fought together, and Oberyn was still lying on the ground, crushed by the body of his warhorse.

However, at this moment, a soldier dressed in Dorne style found Oberyn being pinned under his horse and was trying his best to push away the corpse of the warhorse.

His eyes suddenly showed an overjoyed look, and then he ran in the direction of Oberyn.

"grown ups!"

He looked like he wanted to lend a hand to help Oberyn, who was about to break free, out of trouble.

But when he came to Oberyn, a grin suddenly appeared on his face.

He wanted to pull out his machete to cut off Oberyn's head, but he didn't think the other party would react faster, and grabbed his hands directly.

"Want to kill me?"

"Just you?"

The old general stared at the 'Dorne soldier' in front of him with a pair of eyes, clutching the other's hands tightly, almost crushing his hands.

Then, watching the other party's eyes gradually widen, there is an unconcealed fear in a pair of eyes.

"Forgive me!"

Facing Oberyn's questioning, he panicked and wanted to ask for mercy.

But it is a pity that even if the red snake is old, it will definitely not be killed by such a person.

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Oberyn immediately grabbed each other's hands. Without hesitation, he slit his own throat with the machete in the opponent's hand, blood sprayed on his face, and Oberyn pushed the man's body aside.

Oberon gasped slightly, resisting the dizziness of his brain, and unexpectedly killed the spy who had been planted in the army, and then took a lot of effort to finally break free from the corpse of the war horse. .

He staggered and stood on the spot panting, the long spear in his hand had long since fallen, and then he bent down to pick up the machete in the hand of the hapless man from the ground.

However, at this moment, a man came out of nowhere, and Oberon hadn't seen him just now, or he saw it but didn't take it seriously.

He suddenly pounced and knocked Oberyn, who was about to bend over to pick up the knife, to the ground, and stabbed the dagger in his hand into the opponent's lower back in an unexpected way.

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Oberyn had just stood up without even taking a few breaths, and then was caught off guard and fell to the ground again.

But before he could react, intense pain was passed on frantically.

The dagger pierced the gap in his armor and pierced directly into his flesh and blood.

"what"

However, Oberyn was not a kind person after all. He resisted the pain and broke free, and with all his strength, he gave the person behind him an elbow in the face.

bang

Oberyn's elbow slammed heavily on the opponent's cheek, causing the opponent's cheek to distort in an instant.

The other party's nose also suffered a heavy blow, and a strong sense of soreness surged up instantly, and the tears almost did not flow.

Bronn jumped out suddenly and threw Oberyn to the ground, stabbed him hard in the waist, and was caught off guard with an elbow.

Immediately before his eyes, a black was forced to let go of his hands and fell to the side, and Oberyn also took the opportunity to break free.

"you wanna die!"

He rolled and broke free of Bronn's control, endured the severe pain in his lower back, and then pressed the opponent tightly under his body with his backhand, grabbing the opponent's neck with both hands.

At the same time, he finally saw who the person who suddenly jumped out and attacked him was.

He didn't expect it to be a farmer of the same age as him with gray hair.

"You dare to kill me too?"

Oberyn's eyes were bloodshot at the moment, and there was already some hysteria.

The gray-white hair was also stained with a lot of dirt and blood, all of which were stuck together. Both hands were tightly pinching Bronn's throat, and Bronn's eyes rolled slightly.

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However, although Bronn was choked by Oberyn's neck, he still did not give up his struggle.

"Go to hell!"

He grabbed the dagger stuck in Oberyn's waist, then pulled it out ~www.mtlnovel.com~ and stabbed it in again.

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knife by knife

"Go to hell!"

"Go to hell!"

Bronn's face was flushed and he couldn't breathe, so he could only stab Oberyn with a dagger frantically.

However, Oberyn's eyes were still red, and he held Bronn by the neck and never let go.

Then I don't know how long has passed.

The gray-haired Bronn stabbed Oberyn one last time, but never had the strength to pull it out.

He was strangled alive by Oberyn.

On the other side, the old general who was lying on top of him didn't know when to take his last breath.