Game of Thrones Overlord Conquest

In the bright light of the morning, everyone could clearly see this vast battlefield that smelled of blood. It was strewn with broken spears and scimitars. The corpses of people and horses were piled up like mountains, and the edges could not be seen at a glance.

The "Jakarang" were walking around, cutting off the heads of the dead and dying, and collecting weapons. Groups of crows and vultures were already circling in the blue sky, screaming with joy because they saw the food.

A total of nine tribes participated in this war. After a night's rest, the fatigue and sadness of the warriors disappeared, and infinite glory shone on the face of the victor.

After identifying the prisoners one by one, they dragged the bodies of important figures from each tribe who were killed or executed by the Holy City Army in front of Kaa and placed them one by one.

They all lay there like logs, their faces as pale as snowflakes, staring with dull eyes, the pride, anger and fear in their eyes extinguished.

Someone else brought Fogo's body covered in dust and blood clots and put it together with his head. Meng Ge looked at the body lying on the ground with his eyes wide open. He sighed with regret, and then said expressionlessly:

"This man, I thought he was the king of the world yesterday! One war cost the lives of fifty thousand soldiers."

"However, he died a heroic death, so he should be cremated with the bodies of other Holy City Army soldiers!"

He looked at the black horse brought by the soldiers again, was silent for a while, and continued:

"Although Fogo is the commander-in-chief of the Holy City Army, he is not Kaa, and his horse does not need to be buried with him.

After saying that, Mengge turned around and left. The most outstanding cavalrymen all ran towards the hills and gathered around Kao.

They were going to attend the funeral of the tribal warriors. Praise and glory belonged to those who survived and to the victims who had sacrificed their blood.

The afternoon sun shines all over the earth, and the clouds in the blue sky are refracted into golden yellow, giving the entire Notre Dame Mountain a sacred color.

The resistance of the Holy City Army no longer existed. The results of Nohat's pursuit were very significant. In addition to bringing back more than 10,000 prisoners, he also captured the huge baggage team in the opponent's camp.

Countless carriages were loaded with grain and grass, as well as lambs and fine wines for a celebratory banquet after the victory.

Facing the sun, Meng Ge saw in the center of the returning team, the prisoners were breathing heavily and struggling to carry some beds-like frames. Memories flashed through his mind like lightning.

He quickly galloped over, and when he saw the complete appearance of these things, he could only secretly be glad that Fogo did not use them in the war.

The bed crossbow, to be more precise, is the three-bow bed crossbow, also known as the "eight-oxen crossbow", which means that eight oxen are needed to pull the winch and stretch the string. This crossbow can have a range of up to 1,500 after being expanded. Meters above, the arrows are like javelins. When fired at close range, they will be firmly nailed into the city wall, and siege soldiers can even use it to climb up the city.

As far as Mongo knows, the Free Trade City State of Braavos can also create a giant ballistae that can easily destroy city walls by firing dense stone projectiles. Even if it is four hundred meters away, it can still defeat the enemy's formation. The spear can pin three soldiers to the ground together,

Both types of crossbows are terrifyingly powerful weapons, and since their creation, human martial prowess has had no value whatsoever.

However, the Braavos ballistae uses a torsion spring device, a moving slide, and a freely rotating base, making the operation less laborious and the direction very flexible.

Thinking of this, Meng Ge understood why the Holy City Army abandoned the three-bow bed crossbow in such a critical war.

Because this sharp weapon requires at least thirty people to pull it open, and a dedicated person is responsible for aiming and firing. The soldiers who use the bed crossbow are all specially selected people in the army. In short, the Dothraki will definitely not in use.

He ordered the soldiers to keep these bed crossbows well. After everything was arranged, he turned to Nohat who had just ran beside him and asked:

"Have you found any trace of the Sauter tribe?"

Nohat took off his helmet and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his arm. The fatigue on his face was wiped away, and he replied solemnly:

"We rushed into the camp there and retreated very cleanly. The prisoners said they did not go in the direction of the battlefield. The last time we saw them, they were gathering troops at the entrance of the valley, preparing to circle east and outflank our rear."

"To the east?" Mengge looked around for a moment, then stared at the east and said: "It's just to deceive Fogo. All of this is Sauter's plan. His real target is Vaes Dothraki."

Nohat's eyes were full of uneasiness. He was a little unsure of the guess in his heart. His throat seemed to be frozen, and he hesitated and asked:

"You mean the tribesmen living in the Holy City?"

Meng Ge did not answer this question out loud. He directed each thousand households to collect prisoners as much as possible to prevent potential riots, while paying attention to Nohat's actions.

Seeing that this originally impetuous Blood Alliance Guard Zhongjun Qianhu, for a long period of time, was able to do his best to stay calm and calm, and to carry out various orders seriously.

He nodded with satisfaction, came to the other party's side, laughed and said:

"Yes! Even if you don't count the residents of Vaes Dothraki, there are ten tribes there, with a population of more than 300,000, and the herds of cattle, sheep and horses that can support 200,000 warriors. As long as you find a place , after a few years of rest and recuperation, you can easily form another 100,000 troops.

"Well, Doshkarin has managed the Holy City for hundreds of years, and their wealth is also quite large."

"Of course, these are not the most powerful parts of Sauter's plan. You can think about it. You just robbed the Holy City Army's camp supplies. If we capture Vaes Dothraki again, what will happen next?"

The sun was gradually approaching the peak of the Notre Dame Mountain. If no one emphasized this, Nohat could still maintain his composure.

At this time, his eyes began to move around from time to time, and the whites of his eyes almost turned out. He couldn't feel at ease at all. He licked his lips nervously and replied thoughtfully:

"If we can capture Vaes Dothraki, there will be only this city in the vast grassland. Those tribes that fled will have no tribes and no food supplies. They will either choose to starve to death, or they will have to surrender to us obediently. "

At this point, Nohat had understood everything. He couldn't help but think about it in his mind, and then shouted in shock:

"So, whoever can capture the Holy City now will immediately get 80,000 soldiers and 300,000 tribesmen. Whoever can capture the Holy City will be the ultimate winner of this war."

Meng Ge pointed to the prisoners being collected in the distance and said with a smile:

"More than that, those people will become hidden dangers buried in our tribe. Sauter is so clever and vicious!"