Many famous Westeros people have joined this group.
For example: "Bittersteel" Aegor River, "Bright Flame" Aerion Targaryen, etc.
After two years of experience there, Oberyn Martell has learned a lot.
Later, he began to form his own team and gained momentum.
After Princess Martell calmed down and asked him to go home, Oberyn did not hesitate to disband the self-built mercenary group that was gradually improving, and chose to return to his relatives.
Although Oberyn smokes and drinks - no, although he is unruly, has a debauched private life, has a chaotic relationship between men and women, and is uncertain about his work, under the surface, he is actually a very "family-oriented" good man.
Even if he is uninhibited by nature, loves freedom, and does not want to get married, it does not mean that Oberyn does not love his family.
The experienced Oberyn didn't think that he had made a mistake in the murderous look just now. For a moment, he felt a strong sense of hostility towards the young Earl, who was more famous than himself.
"----But I heard people say that you are known as Seven Kingdoms's number one general, or even - the number one swordsman in the mainland?"
Pretending to be like "I dropped out of school halfway through my studies and have little experience, don't lie to me", "Red Viper" finally revealed his poisonous tongue. "To tell you the truth, I have killed a lot of people with similar titles in Essos in the east, most of them——
They're all just guys who talk big and don't live up to their reputation."
In response to Red Viper's provocation, Titus's expression was filled with relief.
Well done, boy.
--This makes the Martell brothers a little confused. What's going on?
They don't know that Master Titus just wanted to have fun a few days ago.
No, "fun" will come to your door by itself.
"From what Prince Oberyn said, it seems that he also wants to weigh his weight?"
Lord Titus, who said at the time "Want to weigh me? Let Sword of the Morning come!", after the passing of Sir Arthur Dayne, whom he had admired for a long time but regretted not being able to fight with him, he already had the emotion of "Oh! The heroes are tied up, the sword is empty, and I am so sad! I have been looking for an opponent in my life, but I can't get it, and I am so lonely and embarrassed!"
He thought to himself, "Dorne warriors are as dense as sand, and there is only one Oberyn Martell who is the best in the world"--perhaps, how much can make up for his regret?
"No, no, I just have some doubts about the same statement."
After listening to Oberyn·Martel's rude reply, Titus was like a red snake with its fangs exposed, ready to devour the person it chooses and spread out its venom.
Of course.
Titus's status is different now. Even if the other party is a so-called prince, he still has to offer some luck if he wants to take action.
He temporarily ignored Oberyn who was about to move below, but first issued a "challenge" to his brother, then turned silent and calm. Doran, who seemed to have deep confidence in Oberyn's strength, said, "We don't have to beat around the bush. Want me to withdraw our troops? It's very simple, just agree to three conditions."
Titus didn't care, he just raised his fingers and counted them.
"First, it is not easy to send out a large army. The military expenses for this war, including the compensation for Lao Falcon Eagle's previous rebellion in Dornish Marches, totaled one hundred thousand.
I don't care if Skyreach pays for it or you Sunspear pay in advance, I want to see Jinlong first before talking about anything else.
This is my chance to show my sincerity and apology to House Fowler."
Doran, who was mentally prepared and guessed that the other party would kill him severely, could not help but frown slightly when he heard the quote "worth one Jaime" - referred to as "Yizhan".
However, if you just want money, things will be easy to solve.
"I will try my best to persuade Franklin Earl to make due compensation."
Doran believes that the famous Titus will definitely not be that easy to play.
Sure enough, Dornish Marches guardian took back a finger and continued to propose the next condition, "Second, in order to maintain the peace between Dornish Marches and Dorne, Skyreach must hand over control of the pass north of the castle. I want House Fowler myself to simply take off the title of "Lord of the Pass and Prince's Pass Guardian"."
Doran frowned deeper.
Sure enough, it's easy first and then difficult.
The first condition is "compensation", and the second condition immediately escalates to "ceding territory".
Although Kingsgrave has "disappeared", Dornish Marches's influence on Prince's Pass will inevitably deepen.
But Doran Martell, who was confident in persuading Skyreach Earl to agree to the first condition, was not sure how firmly the old Forrester would stick to the second condition.
Even if his family is destined to no longer be the master of the fixed road or the guardian of the pass, this is not an easy decision to make.
The longer a family has a history, the more they value this aspect of glory.
Seeing that Doran remained silent and no longer hinted that it was possible as before. Titus smiled lightly, simply put down his hand, and stopped talking about the third condition.
Putting aside Doran who was in deep thought, he said to Oberyn, who had been "left out" by him for a while, "Prince Doran obviously needs some time to think. During this time, we can move our bodies and answer your question."
Titus stood up from his high seat, grinned, and showed a more pleased smile.
As for what to use to "answer"?
Swords and spears, of course.
After a while.
In the open space outside the Chinese army's tent, a circle of people had gathered to watch the battle.
Titus summoned all the Dornish Marches lords under Tamo. Each lord also brought their entourage, and most of them looked expectant.
On Oberyn's side, there was only his brother Doran Prince Martell, who had always remained calm, and a handful of twenty guards.
The red and black sides stand opposite each other, and invisible tension has silently filled the middle of the opposing people.
The two of them got ready separately, with completely different styles of attire.
Oberyn wears a set of exquisitely crafted fine scale armor, which is both lightweight and can provide protection for key parts. In his hand, he holds a sophisticated battle gun with the characteristics of Sunspear. The tip of the gun is shining, and the gun barrel is made of tough cedar wood.
His figure was upright, like a spear, and his stance was very stable, but there was also a vague sense of uncertainty that could break out at any time, which made Titus feel very fresh.
Once the fight started, the other party was indeed no longer the frivolous person he was in private.
Titus, who fought all the way from the frontier to Riverlands, and then from Riverlands back to the frontier, is a good fighter who has fought many Westeros, but he has to admit that he has not fought against the Narrow Sea's outstanding fighters from the other side.
Not counting the "strong man" Belwas, his sword skills have no moves at all and are purely for life and death fights.
Titus has some "understanding" of the "Red Viper" in front of him, and knows that his fighting style should be based on outstanding skills and extraordinary agility, with fancy but deadly moves.
He raised the level of vigilance in his heart, but did not show it outside.
In Oberyn's eyes, Titus's posture seemed a bit casual. Moreover, Starpike Earl was not wearing any armor, just a black casual leather jacket.
This is too risky.
You simply don't take the "venom" (word) of your red snake to heart?
Oberyn, who had never been so "trusted" by anyone for a long, long time, sneered and held a gun in his arm, and began to circle around the position Titus was standing in a leisurely manner.
He was looking for the opponent's flaws, and was also sizing up the terrifying black sword named "Heartsbane".
Oberyn I have seen many Valyrian steel products at Essos, but I have never seen such a large one.
I saw Titus turning slightly on the spot, always facing the moving self, turning his wrist slightly from time to time, and the pitch black giant sword drew a smooth trace in front of him. The movements were easy and freehand, as if he was holding a light wooden sword, and there was no sense of the weight that a normal giant sword should have.
Such a casual gesture may seem to others to be a bit contemptuous of Oberyn.
Oberyn doesn't think so.
He has learned how to fight since he was a child, and has experienced hundreds of battles. He is familiar with various martial arts schools and combat styles in the Eastern and Western Continents, and is good at finding weaknesses and seizing opportunities.
At this time, he used himself to judge the other, and naturally he was secretly vigilant, guessing that the other party was deliberately irritating him, so he would not fall into this trap.
His eyes were full of confidence, and from time to time there was a sharp flash, and then he thought: This might not be an opportunity that can be entered.
Oberyn decided to go with the flow and take advantage of the situation. He was calm and cautious in his heart. On the contrary, the expression on his face suddenly showed a violent and fierce look.
He exerted force under his feet, and his body was like an arrow from the string, rushing straight out at high speed. The tip of the war gun in his hand turned into a cold light and stabbed Titus in the face.
It looks like a reckless thrust, but in fact every movement is carefully calculated. The tip of the gun is shaking faintly and its position is uncertain, locking the angle at which Titus can dodge.
"So fast!"
Bryce·Caron, who was watching the battle, subconsciously shouted softly.
The same tricks used by experts can always turn decay into magic.
The charging speed of Prince Oberyn was far beyond ordinary people's imagination, and the coordination and connection of his footsteps and body movements were without any sluggishness. The shadows of his guns revealed extreme danger, instantly covering many vital points of Titus's upper body.
Facing this sudden and fierce offensive, the calm smile on Titus's face is becoming stronger.
I thought to myself: He is indeed a strong player.
He seemed to know how Dennis Arryn was injured in the first place, and he was still shot seven times in a row.
I heard that Oberyn Martell learned his marksmanship from his uncle Lewyn Martell. It seems that the rumors are true.
During the Trident battle, he learned the news that General Manager Gates of the Moon had been injured by Prince Mahler, and he also wanted to fight with the latter.
Unfortunately, Prince Mahler fought fiercely with the Canyon Knight representatives at that time, and was at the end of his strength. When his condition declined, he was captured on the spot by them.
The level now shown by Oberyn can completely prove that Lewyn's true ability is worthy of the title of "Dorne Spear Master".
Titus was not in a hurry to counterattack, and stepped back with his feet. His body was as light as a paper painting in the wind and accurately avoided the area covered by the gun tip.
At the same time, the giant sword in his hand swung vertically backwards, drawing a wide sword arc and accurately blocking the path of the gun barrel.
Oberyn felt a huge force coming from the barrel of the gun, his palms were slightly numb, and the offensive was stopped instantly.
After a single blow failed, Oberyn refused to fight.
His steps turned sharply, his figure flew out like a top, and his war gun swept across the area, trying to attack Titus's lower body.
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