My name is Colonel James the third of Britian. Pronounced Britain. I am part of west exxes platoon. Yes, we are a young army but where there is THREAT there will surely be death.
More to follow.
One man yelled slamming a whip into man's back.
I rode my chariot swearving. And feeling of bad posture. I have a narrow beard a sharp eye for the evil. And through all this these capes continue to bring me warmth. And through these threats I should see riches.
Riches beyond my wildest dreams...
halt!
I yelled as a young man crosses in front of me running away.
You!
The man turned to me in fear. In a different feel but the same possible threat.
What is it! I don't want no trouble.
I gazed my eyes upon him. My mouth slowly a gape.
Who do you run from
The brigade they are sacking my town.
A small lounge was entered by a man with a sickle and he wacked a little girl across the head and was shot down by an arrow. Elizabeth smiled before a field of shields broke in through the door with spears and smashed into her. Her body was raised.
On the top a young bombist smiled hearing the arguing.
Upstairs
And pulled it
Fire blasted out of the lounge.
I set my hands to my side.
Do they wear any symbols?
Lannister!
He said in fear and turned to run.
He walked out of his chariot.
After him.
Two horse men chased him down and wrapped a rope around his leg and he fell.
Tell me then, where are they?
He fumbled and moaned.
Two miles west.
One jumped off his horse and smiled.
I guess traitors always worship the dead.
No! Noo! Nooo!
A flock of crows went over the horizon.
I turned my eyes to a small man who was returing with a head.
For God sake I didn't say kill him
He was right. They're two miles west.
I get back on my chariot.
Shall we follow.
I raised my two fingers and horns ring across the mountains. My eight thousand men fought once and came out victorious. We fight for the warmth of Rome.
Two miles west.
As we traveled left, i left the whims of men men in treble. All I have is a brain and no idea. But yet I seek this fight. Not because I want it but because it was asked of me.
Across the pond a small man tapped the chest board.
And waited.
A horse man reached him.
The britian are coming.
Try to build of the bridage tell them commander John ordered it. We should favr them three miles further away from here.
Yes sir
Question
Ask away.
Did I not order no one left alive in that cottage we left behind.
Two years ago we said we have no king.
He said laughing.
The commander nodded and got on his horse.
Let's go the snitch gave him time to look and plan.
When they reached there men they marched in covered in the reign of the day.
Most men ignore the entantrace Forrest.
Into the Forrest! The fight is coming into the Forrest!
A man drove his car through the woods and saw a army marching and didn't recognize the color.
One man jumped in front and he slammed the level and it stopped.
The bridgade!
Alpha!
Crypt Achelles!
He yelled next.
He twisted his body and pumped twice. And started laughing.
We're heading three miles left there's trouble brewing.
Commander John turned to the truck and sucked his teeth.
The soldiers stood quiet and walked up to the door and broke the window with a spear.
Your coming with me!
Citrus laughed and turned to his friend.
Friends?
He hit the gas and spears came from the floor and popped the wheels from under them.
Agatha sucked her teeth and looked out and saw spikes too.
You got a name cop?
The man yelled.
The others made sounds of a wolf.
Misandei jumped from the back and soldiers surrounded her.
John looked at one.
Bring the princess she'll be safer with me.
Down the road he laughed as she held him.
You'll be okay Agatha.
Down the corridor a giant field and two miles down was a giant field.
Once we reach that field.
I reached the two miles and see nobody but I figured he went further west and I halt them.
Let's stop here and look around.
Tomorrow we should fight them.
Halt!
Halt!
Halt!
Hoorah!
Hoorah!
Hoorah!