Chapter 163 The Ghosts of the Worm River

At the same time as the Holy City Conference was held, in the north of the Ghiscari Hills in Slaver Bay, several cloaked people were walking along the winding Worm River in the dark.

They set out from Astapor, followed the flow of the river in the opposite direction, and headed towards the Eastern Mountains. In order to avoid the scouts wandering around, they did not dare to ride horses and could only choose to walk.

Slowly, as time passed, their pace slowed down, and their physical fatigue made them feel that the air here was not suitable for breathing.

Finally they stopped, and one of the people wearing a black cloak said breathlessly:

"We can't continue on this journey, I need to rest."

"At least drink some water first, I'm dying of thirst!" As he said, he took off the water bag hanging from his waist and drank several mouthfuls in a row.

Another person wearing a brown cloak hurried forward to stop him, took the water bag in his hand, and signaled everyone to drink water in small sips to save the insufficient water source.

Seeing this, the others followed suit and drank in small sips. Water is the source of life. It not only relieved their thirst, but also seemed to bring them new strength.

Although they were standing next to the Worm River, and the water was very clear and cold, they did not dare to drink it directly with their hands. The most common symptom of drinking raw water from the river was repeated cramps around the navel for unknown reasons.

After drinking the water, everyone carefully screwed on the water bag, sat by the river and slapped their legs hard to release the soreness in their muscles, while looking at the quiet and empty surroundings. ׺°”˜˜`”°º×

The river water was like a silver ribbon with no end in sight, winding around the earth, and it seemed that every end that extended out was so boundless.

"I guess you are not lost yet?" The man in the black cloak said, lying down with a rotten dead tree as a pillow.

His High Valyrian pronunciation, except for a slight lack of local jargon and dialect words, is basically the same as others, mixed with a heavy voice like a low roar.

"As long as we follow this river, we can walk all the way to the Ghiscari Mountains." Someone whispered.

"That's no problem, at least I can still walk."

The man in the black cloak took off the hood that covered his face, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice:

"The air here makes me very uncomfortable, it seems very oppressive, as if it is stagnant."

"I don't know why, this reminds me of the Dothraki Temple of the Prophet, where I was imprisoned for a while. It was a big place, but it was dark and dull, and the sun would never shine in. It was like the base camp of some dark demon."

"You can't imagine that there were many women living there for a long time, but it's impossible for me to stay there for a while."

That's right, this person is Bono, the intelligence officer appointed by Mongo himself. He did not disappoint the expectations of the great khal, was very good at disguise, and was suitable for intelligence work.

He carefully observed the customs of the Gith people, and without hesitation cut off the braids that the Dothraki people regarded as their life, dyed their hair the most common dark red in the area, and combed them into horns with combs and wax.

Then, he began to practice High Valyrian hard, corrected his accent, and insisted on being exposed to the scorching sun every day. You know, if there is no cover, the Gith people only dare to go out at sunset.

His bronze skin soon became a darker color, almost the same as those of the lower-class half-blood Gith people.

He seemed to have transformed into the greatest dramatist in Essos, interpreting a real Gith.

Bono had high demands on himself and was even more fierce in dealing with his enemies. He did some great things in Slaver's Bay.

At that time, the Astapor slave uprising had been defeated by Yunkai, and Meereen took in many Astapor refugees out of alliance.

These people were all free people, but the city defense army composed of slaves guarded the temporary refugee camp. Due to the gap in status and frequent food withholding, there were many conflicts between the two sides.

During a religious celebration in the city, Bono bribed the city defense officer and easily led people into the refugee camp. He took advantage of the lack of guards, dressed up as a slave swordsman, and started slaughtering people, claiming that this was to save food in preparation for war.

This provocation successfully caused a great chaos in the city, with countless casualties. For this reason, the slave owners of Meereen had to recall the elite spearmen who were heading to Astapor to quell the chaos.

After the unrest ended, Bono left Meereen calmly and continued to move towards Astapor. At that time, he met his companions.

These people were also slave rebels, but they were followers of another leader "George". They were the dead in the Battle of the Worm River and the avengers who crawled out of the Styx.

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There was a dead silence by the river. Bono's words triggered the silence of everyone. Every slave seemed to have a painful past that was unbearable to look back on.

Seeing that no one was talking to him, he looked at the man in the brown cloak who was counting the dry food in the package and asked:

"I dare not imagine what the Ghiscari Mountains are like. I guess there will be nothing to eat for dozens of miles. Do we have enough dry food?"

"Not enough." The man in the brown cloak looked at the remaining dry food with great regret and replied:

"These are probably only enough to support half a day, and then there will be nothing. We failed to assassinate the butcher, and when we escaped, each of us only had a few wheat cakes, and the rest were left behind."

He took out several pieces of whole dry food and distributed them to everyone, leaving only some scraps for himself. When he walked to Bono, he handed out the wheat cake and responded to the words just now:

"The cabin of the slave ship, the iron cage of the Colosseum, and the refugee camp suffering from the plague, I think no matter which place it is, it will be more unbearable than the place you said."

"Well, we'd better decide where to go first." Bono reached out to take the wheat cake, and changed the subject with an embarrassed look on his face: "It's already bright."

At this moment, they suddenly found a golden light on the top of the mountain in the distance. It was the sunlight that woke up after a night of sleep.

The man in the brown cloak took off his hood, revealing the red and black hair that is unique to the Gis people. He put his hand over his eyes and looked eastward, saying:

"We will go straight in the direction of the rising sun. Perhaps when it climbs to the middle of the sky, we can enter the Ghiscari Mountains."

After the team set off, Bono realized that the place was actually much farther than he thought. The terrain continued to rise, and there were more and more rocks on the surface.

As they moved forward, the sky became brighter and brighter. Soon, they saw a stone wall in front of them. This was an extension of the distant mountains. The reddish-brown stone surface was bare, without any signs of plants or the remains of life in ancient times.

There was a series of terraced terrain on the rock wall. Judging from its rugged shape, it was probably a wonder formed naturally by rock fractures or rain erosion.

Further above it, there was an open space with nothing on it. Only a few weeds grew on it, and there was a bent old tree stump left there, which looked like an old woman stretching in the sun.

"Let's go up!" The man in the brown cloak said excitedly, "Astapor is just a gathering place for a group of traitors. This is the real base of the slave rebellion army."