Game of Thrones Overlord Conquest

After the meeting between Harsha and Sot Khal, he insisted that the other party had other support, so he handed over all the affairs of Vaes Dothraki to the maester Bas Potter, while he led the army to station outside the city. Day and night, they dare not relax and monitor the Dongfang Pass.

Not long after, on the night of the capture of the Holy City, a harsh wolf bone whistle was heard outside the camp, and the patrolling cavalry rushed back. Almost all of them were injured, and they were very reluctant to ride their horses.

They quickly reined in their horses and jumped down in front of the big tent, staggering towards Hasha, shouting breathlessly:

"Juggsnay, Juggsnai people!"

"Fifty thousand, there are fifty thousand cavalry!"

"We have crossed the Eastern Pass and are heading towards the Holy City!"

"Destroy them!" Thousands of households in the camp shouted in unison:

"Since you dare to come to the Dothraki Sea and attack our warriors, you are the enemy. We must treat the enemy ruthlessly and cut off their heads. This merit is ours!" The leaders all jumped up and danced. celebration.

Hasha waved his hand to calm down the Qianhu leaders and continued to listen to the news brought back by the scouts. Finally, he stood up and said:

"The Orfo Affairs Officer has received news that the Great Kaa has returned to his Silver Sea camp, and the army has set off towards the Holy City. I will send the youngest and strongest cavalry to inform him of the crisis we are facing, and ask him to come quickly. !”

"However, it is not close to the Holy City and requires some distance."

"Warriors, the time for celebration is over. The legends of the Dothraki have been forgotten for many years. The scavengers actually dare to roam our land. They can't wait to take advantage of the war on the grassland to seize our flesh and blood as food. ”

"No matter what, as long as we are alive, no one can take away any victory from our side. If you are willing, please fight side by side with me. At the same time, I also ask you to try your best to assist me and let the great Kaa's reputation spread. Go faster and farther.”

"Please give the order! March to the east!" The leaders of Qianhu shouted in unison. The Dothraki have always been very practical in war: accept the leadership of the strong, kill all enemies, and win all victories.

The Dothraki were very new to such work as building fortifications and had little time to prepare.

So, they gathered all the cavalry, and after eating and drinking, they rushed eastward overnight, never leaving any time for the enemy to breathe.

During their march, the scouts kept bringing new news. Hasha carefully studied the marching route left by the enemy. As he expected, the Juggsnais did not have that much wisdom, and the only target of attack was the Holy Spirit. city.

Moreover, because their zebra mounts are famous for their endurance and can travel long distances without water or food, they traveled non-stop without any signs of stopping in camp to rest.

The army advanced to about ten miles from the holy city and stopped advancing. To the north of this place was a continuous, but very low mound, not even as high as the grass of the Dothraki Sea, which could not cover the horses' legs.

However, Harsha deliberately changed some plans. He asked the warriors and horses to lie down behind the hills to hide and rest.

When the day was still dark, many fires suddenly lit up in the east, and the Dothraki warriors discovered that a group of short and stocky cavalry were approaching.

Soon, from behind the hill, they saw those people riding horses with black and white patterns.

"They are coming!" some young Dothraki warriors whispered.

"Don't act rashly. They number 50,000 people. This force must have been sent to explore the road." The heads of the ten households immediately explained, soothing the restless hearts of the young soldiers.

Soon after, the advance team of the Juggsnais arrived near the mound. They stood there and pointed around. After carefully examining the terrain in front of them, some of the cavalry turned around and returned, while others continued to run forward. .

This sight made Harsha very happy, and a smile appeared on his sweaty face again, looking very excited. He also began to calculate the distance to launch the charge, and how long it would take the main force of the Juggsnais to march to get here.

During the hour that the enemy's probing cavalry left the mound, every moment was very long, and the soldiers' nerves became more and more tense.

Everyone persisted like this for a while, and then the earth-shattering sound of horse hooves was heard in the distance, and then, a huge cavalry team rushed in layer by layer like a tide, with terrifying momentum.

You can see that the wide plain in the east is covered with groups of black shadows, and even the ground seems to be cracked.

Soon, the front end of Juggsnai's cavalry began to pass in front of the slope. Hasha remained unmoved. After the enemy's forward passed, he patted the horses beside him. One man and one horse jumped up at the same time. He jumped on his horse and shouted loudly:

"Intercept the enemy's forward, hold back the enemy's rear, and charge with me."

"Come with me, warriors, charge!"

The Dothraki cavalry followed closely behind, leaping up on the slope and spreading out, like eagles on the grassland spreading their claws and swooping down on a flock of frightened birds from a high place to attack. They were like a ball of fire. Or a river that bursts its banks, blindly destroying all obstacles that block its flow.

The dark rain of arrows drew a long black line in the air, roared out, tore through the smoke and dust in the sky, and tore open the bloody sky. The Juggsnai people let out panicked shouts, and the marching army was visible to the naked eye. The speed stopped.

After their brief panic, low roars began to fill the plains, and they wanted to turn their formations to meet the attack, but after the Dothraki shot their arrows, they did not stop charging, and galloped all the way with unstoppable momentum, waving sharp arakhs, and violently swept forward.

The formation of the Jugsnai people was hit hard and completely dispersed. Their war leader, Jahata, rode forward regardless of life and death, shouting loudly to organize a counterattack. His voice echoed on the plains, and his cavalry abandoned their original enemies and rushed to help.

This also attracted the attention of the Dothraki cavalry, who also rushed over and killed Jahata. The Jugsnai cavalry who had just gathered could not stop them, and were either hacked to death or fled in all directions.

As the battle line was opened up, the Jugsnai were completely suppressed. They stayed in their respective tribes and around Jaha, who was related by blood, and split into seven or eight small military formations. They withstood attacks from all directions and slowly retreated to the south. However, if they wanted to escape this trap, they had to leave countless corpses along the way.

Jahata, covered in blood, was helpless and could only watch the tragedy happen in front of him with resentment. He and his cavalrymen stayed in the military formation in the southeast, just because the chance of escape from there was higher.

The dust raised by the horse's hooves was swept away by the strong wind, and the bright sunshine illuminated the earth. Jahata took the opportunity to look at the situation of the retreat route behind him, but a scene that excited him appeared in front of him. A group of black figures appeared in the light of the east.

"Sote! Sote!" he shouted, "Our allies are here!"

Jahata's vision was not wrong. The cavalry of the Sote tribe was holding flags and appeared in groups. As the war leader waved his arms and shouted, the Jugsnai people focused their attention behind him.

They felt that even the Skeleton Mountains standing in the sky were not as spectacular as the cavalry gathered under the command of the Horse King Soth, and they roared excitedly.

The amazing shouts attracted the attention of the Dothraki people. Hasha rushed to the high ground first, followed by the thousand households. Their eyes flashed with angry red light, looking to the southeast, and then a solemn expression appeared on their faces. They began to command their warriors to withdraw from the siege. The cavalry of the Soth tribe seemed to them to be as evil as "poison water".

The horn of war sounded, and the Jugsnai people reorganized their formation and entered the battle position, ready to attack with the reinforcements.

But at this moment, without warning, a black cloud blocked the sun, and with an overwhelming momentum, it pressed down on them from behind mercilessly, and the battlefield rang out again with shrill screams.

For a moment, everyone was shrouded in great astonishment and confusion, but the footsteps of the Soth tribe continued to move forward. They rushed towards the stunned Jugsnai people like a gust of wind, just like a storm, uprooting all the small woods and large forests.

The terrifying howling, horse hoof sounds, and roars mixed together, and countless scimitars like reeds chopped at the Jugsnai people, instantly killing the people riding zebras one by one.

This battle was more of a massacre than a melee, with blood splashing everywhere towards the sun.

Even though these visitors from the Far East have always been accustomed to fighting, massacres, and bloodshed, they were still frightened and began to collapse.

This sudden change also made Hasha stand still, and there was a dead silence all around. The thousand households didn't know who to fight side by side with, because this was an extremely terrifying moment, and the Soth tribe seemed to want to kill all the Jugsnai people.

But not long after, a single-handed messenger ran towards this place along the gap between the corpses. At a distance, the messenger stopped and signaled peace to them, saying that due to the change in the situation, he asked Hasha whether he was willing to meet with Sot Kao again.

"Sot must have something to do with these Jugsnai people!" When Hasha heard the other party's statement, he immediately said to the thousand households around him: "He can guess that the great Kao is marching towards the Holy City. This is to surrender to us!"

"Tell your people not to bring weapons when they come, and the number of people should not be too large. I am willing to meet them." Then he shouted to the messenger again.

At about noon, the armies of the Wanhu Hasha and the Sot tribe faced each other again. This time Sot did not bring so many people to meet Hasha. They put all their weapons on the ground at the bottom of the hill and then walked towards the high ground.

When the thousand households were evaluating the situation in front of them, they also noticed that the two people walking behind the team were still carrying a corpse wrapped in linen.

"Sot! Are you willing to surrender?" Hasha shouted.

"Please let me go to the Holy City. I want to meet Monggo Khal." Sote replied calmly.

Hearing this, Hasha's worried heart gradually calmed down. He did not disguise himself like last time, and said directly:

"Are you here to waste my time? Let all your cavalry lay down their weapons. There is no room for negotiation between us before you comply with my conditions."

"Is there no other condition that can make you give up the road to the Holy City?"

"Except for your warriors, nothing else can move me."

"What about the three roads out of the mountain? Kaya Kaya Naya, Shamiliana, Bayasabhad, they are the three fortresses that control the entrance and exit of the Skeleton Mountain Range. I think the great Khal's westward expedition needs a stable rear, and of course, countless wealth. I am willing to offer him three Silk Roads that can trade with the Far East and bring countless treasures."