Chapter 58 Prelude to Thunder

After receiving the report from the rider, Nohat turned sharply back from the south and rushed to the place where the dead body was found without stopping.

He jumped off the horse nimbly, pulled out the scimitar hanging on his belt, waved his hand to signal other riders to be on guard, and slowly approached.

He raised his big ears like two broad leaves, as if listening to something, and his eyes were completely focused on the corpses lying on the ground.

Finally, Nohat stopped just a few feet away from the dead body. He stared at the bell that had not been cut off in the corpse's hair, grinned and waved to other riders to surround the place.

Then, he made the pre-arranged gestures and told them not to make a deadly move. At the same time, he took a deep breath and shouted:

"Praise be to Khal Mungol, King of the Dothraki."

After Nohat's words fell, a figure quickly jumped up from the ground, waving the scimitar in his hand and rushed towards him. However, the moment the man jumped up, he had already pounced on him.

This figure was surprised to find that even if the opponent was not as strong as him and encountered a sudden attack, he was more difficult to deal with than expected.

Before he could swing the raised blade, the opponent had already bypassed the arc drawn by the scimitar, got into his arms, grabbed his belt tightly, and pushed him to the ground with all his strength.

Nohat's extremely strong knees were like iron nails, pressing down on the figure's arms. His hands pinched the opponent's throat fiercely. The figure made a whooshing sound, and his legs were unable to swing hard, refusing to give up. He struggled, and then the other riders swarmed up and controlled him firmly.

At this moment, another figure slowly stood up from close by. He spread his arms to show that he was not carrying a weapon. He knelt on one knee and remained still. His blood-stained face revealed unconcealable joy. He was excited. Shout loudly:

"I am a warrior of Khal Menggo, an exploratory cavalry sent by Kosoro Kou. Following Kou's instructions, I rushed to the north bank of the Valanna River to meet the great Khal. On the way, I was pursued by the enemy's cavalry. The entire team Died in battle, I am the only one who survives.”

Nohat immediately stepped forward quickly, grabbed the exploring cavalry's arms, and lifted him up from the ground. He quietly glanced at the short braid of the other's hair, and then calmly showed a happy expression on his face. ,road:

"Warrior, you are so brave and loyal, you must be one of the group of warriors who followed Kaa to attack the Undercurrent River."

Hearing this sentence, the voice of the detective cavalry seemed to be blown back into his throat by the strong wind. He looked embarrassed and answered hesitantly:

"I, I was originally a rider of Khal Mo, on the east bank of the Undercurrent River, and I became loyal to Khal Meng, the most powerful man in the Dothraki Sea."

Although the voice of the probing cavalry was very weak, Nohat was very happy. He let go of the other party's arms and said with a smile:

"No matter what, you are a true warrior. Kaa will definitely reward you heavily. My name is Nohat. Following the order of Kaa Meng, I will lead the cavalry to the south bank of the Valanna River to support Kosoloko."

After speaking, he took out a horse-head bronze dagger from his waist, showed it to the exploring cavalry, and then continued:

"Do you recognize this dagger? You can convey Kosoloko's order to me, and then lead us to support him."

In fact, when Nohat mentioned the Battle of Undercurrent River, he had basically gained the trust of the scouting cavalry. The moment he saw the dagger, he no longer hesitated in his heart and said:

"I know it. This is Kaa's dagger. Every commander appointed by him has one. Before setting off, Kosoloko showed it to us."

Finding all the needed targets at once made everyone present feel excited. Nohat immediately arranged a war horse for the scouting cavalry, and the two walked side by side, chatting while walking.

When the scouting cavalry quickly told the story of the situation faced by Corsolo, everyone was delighted with their achievements, but also anxious about the predicament they were facing, and wished they could gallop over and fight side by side with their companions.

Nohat also realized that his emotions were a bit ups and downs. He kept stirring his itchy scalp with his hands, suppressing his inner impulses, and warning himself that he would never make the mistake of acting hastily again.

Thunder kept exploding and flashing above everyone's heads. He looked back and glanced at the cavalry who were slowly gathering behind him. The impetuousness that appeared a little bit disappeared in an instant. Calmness accompanied the strong wind and penetrated his mind. He calmly attracted many riders. , gathered together to discuss:

"Drogo has 30,000 warriors, and Kosoloko has more than 10,000 warriors. Our 5,000 cavalry are now on the battlefield and will not have any effect, so I think we should follow Kaa's plan. This is basically It is the best choice to interrogate Drogo's riders immediately, find their location first, and warn the Drogo tribe. We have already interrogated the captives and learned the location of the camp where they hide all the old, weak, women, children, and wealth and supplies, and then bring Jia If Ko is sent back, this will be a clear proof that will definitely shake Drogo's military morale and temporarily delay their full-scale attack on Kosoloko. "

"agree."

"Agree."

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Nohat glanced at the riders around him and saw that they all supported his idea. He felt particularly encouraged in his heart and spoke again:

"Everyone, I think the time for a decisive battle with Drogo has come. Next, I will immediately send riders to report the news to the khal. However, this is not a one-time dispatch. We need to keep in close contact with the khal at all times and never let the subsequent large forces lose our traces again, otherwise we and Kosoroko will be isolated and helpless again. Therefore, every once in a while, I will send multiple cavalry to send messages to the rear. When the riders see the khal, they will return to our team along the same route. When they meet on the road, they will exchange information, and this cycle will be repeated between us and the khal, forming a communication route."

"Agree."

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The riders around responded in unison, and once again agreed with Norhat's proposal.

Soon after, teams of riders set off on their return journey with orders and quickly disappeared on the distant horizon.

At this time, in the far south, Drogo was also leading 30,000 cavalry to search for Kosoro's traces with all his strength.

The dark clouds followed the sun closely, trying to cover its light. The faint gray light could not even tell whether it was still daytime.

Thunder and lightning kept bombarding the heads of the crowd. They were looking for the enemy's remaining horse hoof prints through this flashing white light. Soon, they followed to the deserted camp where Kosoro had stayed.

"Kao, there is a lot of horse manure left here. The manure is still quite fresh and moist. It is judged that the enemy stayed here late at night."

"Many horse hoof prints were found in the north of the camp. Judging from the number, it can be determined that it is the group of harassers."

Drogo sat on the horse, listening expressionlessly to the various information reported by the riders.

Then he looked at the sky above his head, the dark clouds that seemed to be shaky like mountains with lightning, and sniffed the air around him that was wet enough to wet his hair.

Finally, he made his own decision, waved his whip and leaped out, leading the army to the north in a hurry.