Chapter 28 Fool, Liar

"How far away are the enemies and how many warriors do they have?"

In Saihelujiang's camp, a relatively detailed sheepskin map hung in the center, and Meng Ge, who was sitting at the long table, asked.

In front of him, gathered the tribe's steward Orfor, the bachelor Bas Potter, Kokosolo of Kaas, and the red-robed monk Magiro who was returning to Volantis.

"Kaa, the enemy tribe has at least 50,000 Dothraki roaring warriors. However, they obviously experienced a battle not long ago. Fortunately, the honest boy found the stallion, but I don't know whether the horse escaped during the battle or was captured. Deliberately released, the enemy is now very vigilant. When the tribal patrol scouts prepare to approach for inspection, they are immediately discovered. They are already rushing to the wasteland. It will take at most one day for the tribe to enter the enemy's patrol range. "

Mengge listened attentively to the intelligence summary of Affairs Officer Ofer, and leaned over to explore the map carefully.

The Badlands is the area between the Kohol Forest and the source of the Sehoru River.

The Kohor Forest covers a vast area, and the timber that is about to be cut down will be sold in the market of Saihoru Town. Due to indiscriminate deforestation and the frequent burning, killing and looting by the Dothraki from the east, this area has been ravaged into a wasteland. .

After the Mongo tribe annexed the Jiumokao tribe, they had 40,000 Dothraki roaring warriors, and the skills of the warriors were not far behind.

But they are at a relative disadvantage in terms of numbers. From this perspective, judging from the offensive and defensive situation, the situation is unfavorable to our side.

Thinking of the calm eyes of the red-robed monk Ma Qiluo, he would feel like a light on his back.

He could clearly see the intentions of the followers of the Lord of Light. They were only willing to help because the tribe had the strength to dominate the Dothraki Sea.

Once he avoids war or loses his strength in this war, it is also foreseeable that the followers of the King of Light will turn against him.

This battle must be won, and it must not be a tragic victory. There is no need to pay all the money for the victory or defeat of a war. The losses must be kept to a minimum. The wars he will fight in the future will not only be like this. once.

Mengge's hand kept moving on the map, and after a moment, he stretched out his finger to accurately point at the mouth of the Lorne River.

"Volantis City, if they send troops north, once the war starts, we will face the disadvantage of being attacked from both sides and suffer a devastating blow."

Volantis is known as the "eldest daughter of Valyria", "Queen of the Rhoyne", and "Mistress of the Summer Sea", which is enough to prove its long history and strength.

This city was once the most populous and powerful city-state among the Free Trade Cities.

During the Bloody Century, Volantis proclaimed itself the orthodox ruler of the world. The war of conquest dragged it into the abyss of war, and it has yet to regain its grandeur of hundreds of years ago.

But Volantis still has a powerful naval fleet and a large number of guards composed of slaves.

While observing everyone's expressions, Mengge turned around and asked:

"Can anyone analyze for me the political attitude of Volantis towards the Dothraki?"

"Dear Mengo Khal, please rest assured. The red-robed monk Magiro from the Volantis Temple stood up, bowed his head and saluted, and said calmly: "Volantis may be worried about the town of Saihoru. When attacked, a fleet will be sent to transport soldiers north, but they will not land for combat. "

Mongo pointed to Volantis on the map and asked:

"How many warships do they have in their fleet?"

The red-robed monk Ma Qiluo looked stunned for a moment, and then replied thoughtfully:

"The Volantis fleet may number more than three hundred warships."

"What about the Army?"

"More than 10,000 tiger-robed troops, 3,000 cavalry, and elephants."

Meng Ge looked helpless, sighed and said:

"Volantis has such outstanding strength, but you told me that they will only send troops to protect themselves and will not launch an attack."

Ma Qiluo always maintained a calm attitude and said in a calm tone:

"In the arena, if a gladiator helps a tiger to kill another tiger, he will not be able to save his life intact. Similarly, the Volantis will not help the horse king to defeat another horse king. In doing so, The gain outweighs the loss.”

After pondering for a moment, the red-robed monk looked at the people who were deep in thought and said again:

"You don't know the politics of Volantis. It is ruled by three consuls. There is an election every year. Every free-born Volantis who owns land has the right to vote, and the candidates will vote in order to get votes. "Doing anything that would harm the interests of the electorate and create a bad impression on the electorate, such as attacking the Dothraki for no reason."

Seeing that Kaa and everyone were listening sincerely, Magiro continued:

"The governors of Volantis are divided into the Tiger Party and the Elephant Party. The Tiger Party is the old nobles and warriors who advocate the use of force to conquer the world. The Elephant Party is mostly businessmen and moneylenders. They advocate conquering the world through trade and bloodshed. Century, the Tiger Party was in power, but in the end their ambitions were over-expanded and they failed miserably. Their control over Volantis politics was also greatly weakened, and their reputation plummeted. It was the Elephant Party who led the war-weary people to overthrow the Tiger Party's rule. After the war, three For hundreds of years, the Elephant Party has controlled the politics of Volantis, occupying at least two consul positions, and to send out troops for expeditions or carry out any mission, the three consuls must reach a consensus."

"I agree with Maqilo." The official Orfo seemed to understand the political logic of Volantis, and stood up and bowed, saying: "Kao, the consul needs votes, but the voters are tired of war. The Elephant Party advocates anti-war to occupy the majority of seats, so Volantis will not participate in irrelevant wars."

"Respected Kao, I have a different opinion." Bachelor Bas Porter immediately stood up to object. He looked at the red monk with a frivolous look: "It's hard to imagine that the huge Westeros only needs one king, but the small Volantis needs three."

Mongo understood it instantly, and said to Maqilo with a serious expression:

"The mood of a king is uncertain, and the thoughts of three rulers are even more difficult to guess. Perhaps the appearance of the Dothraki will stimulate the Volantis. At this time, the political situation that has not changed in three hundred years is very likely to change."

The red monk was expressionless and nervous Staring at the burning flame, as if he could see the phantom of the future from it, for a long time, he answered:

"Respected Kao, you don't need to think too deeply. The political system of Volantis is quite perfect. When one of the archons has special ideas, the other two archons will unite to limit his power until his term ends. If they have some crazy actions, the people of Volantis will not sit idly by and watch such things happen. They will execute these archons without mercy."

Seeing that Mongo seemed unmoved, the red-robed monk Machilo glanced at the flame again, then stepped forward to face Kao, and said seriously with a serious expression:

"Volantis, the King of Light has many believers. I can enter the city as your messenger and meet Benero, the supreme priest of the temple, to seek his help to explain the situation to the archon."

Mongo's eyes also looked at the flame, but R'hllor failed to find the right time to show him the future.

"Okay, let Orver help you arrange horses and supplies, and set off as soon as possible."

Hearing the order from the khal, Maqiro nodded expressionlessly.

Then, under the guidance of the affairs officer, he left the tent.

Just at the moment of turning around, Mungo could see a touch of satisfaction in the eyes of the red-robed monk.

A moment later, Bachelor Bas Porter was furious and said angrily:

"Liar, I know he is a liar."