Game of Thrones Overlord Conquest

Chapter 27 Mares, Stallions, and War

A Dothraki tribe appears at the source of the Sehoru River, and their cavalry moves south along the east bank of the Rhoyne.

After the news spread, it became clear that fear was gripping the town of Saihoru, and people outside the town fled their homes.

River galleys full of slave soldiers explored back and forth along the waterway. They were the tiger-robed troops of Volantis. They had green tiger stripes tattooed on their cheeks, wore tiger helmets, and held long spears. Under the sunlight, the adamantium claws protruded from the gauntlets. Flashes erratically.

The town of Sehoru is under the jurisdiction of Volantis. It is located at the confluence of the Sehoru River and the Rhoyne River. To the northwest of Volantis City, it is a town with sandstone walls and towers. Although it is large, it is It is still counted as a town rather than a city.

Due to its location on the east bank of the River Rhoyne, it is more vulnerable to Dothraki raids than other towns under Volantis control.

The town of Sehoru reacted strongly, but this Dothraki tribe showed no interest in them.

"They are obviously afraid of us. The town of Saihoru is not worth mentioning. If I were to command the army, I would send troops to pretend to attack the town of Saihoru, attract reinforcements from the Volantis, and then lead the elite troops to march south day and night, with all my strength. Attack the city of Volantis."

In the Dothraki tribe camp, a military meeting over a simulated attack on Volantis caused heated discussion.

The taciturn Corsolo was also asked by Mongo to attend the meeting. His last expressionless and targeted speech caused a wordless silence in the camp.

Bachelor Bass Potter didn't know much about Corsoro. His silence stemmed from his inner shame. He judged people by their appearance and simply classified this person as a loyal guard.

Office Officer Ofo's expression was full of surprise. After all, he was almost killed by this man with a sword because of a disagreement. His impression of Corsoro was still that of a reckless man and a fanatical admirer of Kaa.

Meng Ge was extremely happy, with a smile on his face, and then he excitedly slapped the table and said:

"My most loyal warrior, you are capable enough to serve as an army commander and stand alone."

Corsolo is alexithymic and is not good at expressing emotions through words. He is like a shadow silently hiding behind Kaa, but he has always been able to complete all tasks accurately.

When Mengge led 6,000 cavalry to bypass the Undercurrent River, Kosolo alone led tens of thousands of tribesmen to follow the Jiumokao tribe, and passed through the Kohol Forest without any danger.

After receiving Ofer's message, he led 10,000 Dothraki cavalry to quickly move westward and appeared on the east bank of the Undercurrent River on time, successfully completing the outflanking strategy.

Looking at the short Dothraki who was still expressionless, Mengge decided to give Corsoro a chance to lead the army alone.

At this moment, the guard outside the camp opened the tent and said:

"Kaa, there are people who steal other people's horses and need your judgment."

Horses are the most important property of the Dothraki. They value horses even higher than people. If someone rides a pregnant mare, he will be punished with fifty whips. Stealing and robbing horses will even lead to death. The punishment must be personally decided and executed by the tribal Kao or the Kou of Kas where the tribe is located.

Meng Ge led everyone and followed the guards out of the camp, and saw a group of roaring warriors who were unsightly and laughing happily.

The two warriors were guarding a Dothraki woman with frowning brows and slightly open mouth, looking very anxious with both hands.

The rest of the warriors stood by and laughed at a child who was just as tall as a horse. He was pulling the reins of the stallion with all his strength.

Seeing Kaa walking out of the camp, the roaring warriors changed their postures one after another, with solemn expressions.

"This horse does not belong to..."

Just as the guard said half a sentence, the Dothraki woman frantically broke free from her restraints, hurriedly grabbed the sweaty child, bowed her head, and hurriedly explained:

"Dear Kaa, my husband once loyally responded to your call. He was eager to fight with you, but he failed to fight bravely and died on the battlefield. He died in the Qohor Forest without any bones left. This horse is really It wasn't stolen by his son, it came back with our mare."

The woman's words made Mongo's heart as solid as stone tremble. It would be an honor for a Dothraki man to die in battle.

But for someone who died in the mouth of a wild beast during the march, ordinary people would not give him praise.

The absence of corpses means that they have not undergone the traditional tribal cremation, which is the most taboo curse of the Dothraki people.

The atmosphere outside the camp became extremely solemn. Mengge barely said a word and walked forward, ready to try to calm the horses that were neighing and running wild.

He watched the boy struggle to control the bucking stallion, a horse that had obviously been trained to recognize only its owner.

Meng Ge has no experience in taming horses as a Dothraki, and the Noble Phantasm Reins of the Riding Hero can control any riding creature.

But he is very angry now and just wants to choose the simple and crude way.

He rushed forward and hugged the horse's neck, dragging it easily in front of the roaring warriors.

"You damn cowards. Before I pronounced my sentence, they were just ordinary Dothraki mothers and children. Her husband once fought with you. Did his father die alone in the rout?"

boom--

There was a loud noise, and the stallion fell to the ground with its hooves in the air.

Meng Ge was full of explosive power and angrily gave the lustful and disobedient stallion a heavy hug.

Immediately, he stood up with an angry face, his eyes were as fierce as thorns and flames, shining with sharp light.

He swept over the roaring warriors again, with an expression that showed no mercy, as if he wanted to memorize all of these people's faces in his heart.

"Next time we fight, when the horn sounds, I want to see all of you charging to the front, otherwise I should chop off your dirty heads. Now, get out of my tent immediately."

The look in Kao's eyes frightened the roaring warriors. These Dothraki felt as if they were being stared at by a giant dragon with cold fangs and blood licking. They were afraid to avoid it and retreated in a hurry.

Suddenly, Mong's face was as gloomy as water, his brows were tightly knitted, and he couldn't help but sniff with his nose. His extraordinary sense of smell seemed to smell a smell that shouldn't be there.

Looking down, the exposed bronze skin seemed to be stained with a dark red pigment.

He stretched out his hand and rubbed it hard on the back of the stallion that had already climbed up obediently, and then looked at the dark red on his palm and the increasingly strong smell, his face solemn.

"Have you washed this horse?"

Seeing the solemn expression on the khal's face, the others also gathered around.

The Dothraki woman hurriedly pulled the child out and answered eagerly:

"When the child saw this stallion, it was covered in mud. He washed it by the river, but he didn't want to take it for himself. We took the initiative to confess the origin of the horse to the roaring warriors."

Mong observed the saddle marks left on the horse's back, then nodded, indicating that he could understand. After all, the Dothraki people love horses more than their lives, and they will not sit idly by and let the horses get dirty.

"I declare you innocent, Kosoro, immediately send someone to take them back to get the saddle, Ofer, count our patrol scouts to see if anyone has not returned."

Officer Ofer quickly went to execute the khal's order. Although it was impossible for the patrol scouts to be missing, such a key issue still needed to be confirmed again before it could be assured.

Hearing the not guilty verdict, the Dothraki woman breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing the solemn tribal leader, she did not say much, bowed to the khal with her child, and then followed Kosoro who was executing the order to leave the tent.

Mongol looked at the woman and child going away, and made up his mind to complete the unification as soon as possible, reform and establish a perfect and civilized system, and completely change the social concept of the Dothraki people.

At this time, Bachelor Bas Porter looked at the stallion and asked:

"Khal, doesn't this horse belong to the tribe?"

Mongol's face was no longer solemn, his tone was calm, and he smiled and replied easily:

"Maester, the gods are always on my side. I'm lucky, the war is coming."

The dark red on the horse's back was not fuel, but dried blood full of rust.

But his heart was not as calm as he looked.

This time he might have encountered an opponent of equal strength.

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