Game of Thrones Overlord Conquest

"Kaa, what happened to me just now? I didn't recognize you!" Corsoro fell to the ground with his face filled with self-blame, covering his cheeks with his hands.

Menggo got off the horse, took the gray cloak handed by the cavalry, put it behind Corsolo, bent down and touched his head, and said softly like an old friend meeting again:

"Get up, my most loyal warrior! I don't blame you, you just woke up, be happy! We finally meet again, just when I need you most, now an unprecedented storm is about to come, We can still fight together!"

Corsolo raised his head and suddenly smiled, as warm as the sun, and whispered:

"After I fell asleep, I seemed to forget everything immediately, and I couldn't see any scene. I just felt that I had passed the test of fire and ice. It wasn't until I was about to fall into darkness that I heard someone calling you. Name, the Great Khal! I see them respect you for your great work of unifying the Dothraki!"

"Although I only know it now, I'm not surprised. Okay! This is really great!"

Menggo said nothing, just listened quietly, and did not ask any questions. His eyes were always closed, and in his mind was the scene of Corsolo's body being burned in the flames.

Finally, he opened his eyes, straightened his extremely huge body, the braids on his back were flying in the wind, and looked down at everyone.

The flames on the lake also emitted a dazzling light, making him look particularly dazzling. He took Corsolo, raised his hand, and shouted loudly:

"Dothraki! Descendants of the Horse God!"

The people around him seemed to have been lifted from the spell in an instant, and they all came to their senses, and immediately started cheering wildly in unison.

"Dothraki!" shouted the entire shore of the lake.

"The Great Khal and the Star Warriors!" They raised their scimitars high in the air, praising and echoing: "The descendants of the horse god are resurrected!"

Meng Ge stood by the Womb Lake at the foot of the Notre Dame Mountain, looking at the knives in the reeds as dense as miscanthus reflecting the flames. His thoughts crossed the vast grassland to the end of his sight, and then continued across the mountains to the more distant ocean. , just like the territory of Dothraki burning all the way to the other side of the horizon.

The breeze and drizzle began to fall slowly. Thunder and lightning were raging on the distant hills. The storm drifted southward towards the sea. A ray of sunshine broke through the sky from the end of the east. The drizzle shone like gold threads in the dawn. The clear lake water seemed The reflection is as dazzling as glass.

"Let's return to Vaes Dothrak. There are a lot of things to do there." Mongo got on his horse and said in a strong and powerful voice.

"I will always do what you say!" Corsolo's voice was very serious and cautious.

He took the golden riding crop handed by the cavalry and waved it in the sun. In the eyes of other people, the heroic spirit seemed to return to him in an instant.

He shouted the name of his original mount and whistled loudly. The white horse in the distance neighed and rushed towards him like an arrow.

"It seems that this gift has been delivered to you by itself. I have taken good care of it. It runs like a gust of wind. I hereby solemnly hand it over to you." Mengge watched the horse run to Ke Said in front of Zoro.

"Thank you, Great Khal!"

Corsolo said respectfully, and he immediately put aside his gray cloak and jumped on the horse, his black braids swaying in the air, and his silver bells sparkling in the sun.

"Back to the city!"

Meng Ge shouted and waved his riding whip, and the bloodriders tightened their reins. The horses raised their front hooves, and Corsolo followed closely behind him. The crowd galloped southward along the Avenue of the Gods like lightning and wind.

When they came to the horse gate, they found a large group of people on horseback standing at the city gate to greet them. There were at least more than 10,000 warriors in front of them, and their spears were lined up like a dense forest.

These people had all fought side by side with Corsolo. When Mengge and others stepped forward, everyone cheered loudly in unison,

"Corsolo, this is like a dream!"

Affairs Officer Ofer ran over in surprise, his dark brown eyes sparkling, and his hands tremblingly touched the shoulders of the resurrected man, as if he were handling a rare treasure with care.

"Star Warrior, congratulations on your new life!" A hearty voice sounded.

The visitor was Bachelor Bas Potter. He came forward with a glass of kumiss in his hand, his eyes flashed with joy, and he smiled and said:

"Salute to you! Drink the wine in this glass to commemorate this happy moment. May your body stay healthy forever!"

Corsolo took the glass and took a sip. His eyes fell on the cavalry in front of the door, and he looked at each person's face carefully. His mouth was slightly opened, as if he wanted to say something, but his excited lips turned white and his voice Low and dumb.

After a moment of silence, when Mengge stepped forward and stood side by side with him, he raised his voice and shouted loudly:

"Thank you to the great Kaa! Thank you to the gods! You have given me a chance to return to the Holy City. If you are willing, I hope to continue fighting side by side with you. I think my scimitar is impatient to wait."

"Descendants of the Horse God, Dothraki warriors, invincible in battle!"

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When this warm welcome ended, the sun had already risen above everyone's heads, and the noon sunshine dyed the prairie in front of them with golden flames.

Corsoro is now safely living in the stone tent in the Holy City. The maester also wanted to talk to him about the world after death, but before he could finish his words, he fell asleep in a daze.

As night gradually fell, he woke up again, feeling hungry. He got out of bed, stretched his whole body, and found that the wounds left on his abdomen before death were almost intact. He found some clothes that fit well and changed them immediately. Go up.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door. Corsolo walked over and opened the door, and saw Nohat standing awkwardly in front of the door. When the door opened, his face showed an expression of surprise and joy. .

"Kosoloko! I'm so glad to see you safe and sound. Kaa asked me to come over and see if you can attend the emergency meeting." Nohat's voice was hoarse, and his eyes were shining with excitement.

"I'm ready, take me away!" Corsolo replied softly.

Nohat led him through several rugged paths covered with grass, over many raised hills, and came to a stepped pyramid made of solid soil and marble. The stone pier at the bottom of the tower was already covered with a layer of shadow. , but there is still the afterglow of the sun on the surrounding edges.

Seeing him walking into the tower from outside the door, the bachelor immediately jumped up and introduced to the strangers in a loud voice:

"This is Kosoloko. According to the merit statistics of the Dothraki Great Code, he is the Dothraki warrior and commander with the highest merit! His glory is witnessed by the Holy Mother Mountain and the sky!"

"Ding!"

Officer Ofo picked up the hammer and rang the silent bell. Then he looked at Mengge and saw Kaa nodded. He stood up from the firelight next to the high platform and said:

"Now read the decree of the Great Khal!"

"According to the Household Code of the Great Code, there are currently one hundred and four thousand households in Dothraki. Kaa has divided pastures for each thousand families. From then on, all thousand families must be fixed in the designated pastoral areas. Without Kaa Order, no movement allowed.”

"The right wing is to the north from Our Lady's Mountain to the Silver Sea and the Painted Mountains, and the left wing is to the south. The right wing is Jali Kamayi, Uga Samuyi, Weiss Kwo, Obo, and Ivervelon V. There are 10,000-household pastoral areas, and on the left are the five 10,000-household pastoral areas of Weiss Dothrak, Kazazhaj Zask, Weiss Ini, Weiss Eve, and Raza."

"Cathed Corsoro as the governor of the Dothraki Thousand Houses, and added five thousand households on the right wing. At the same time, he was appointed as the Ten Thousand Houses on the right wing. He was in charge of the five thousand households on the right wing. He led troops to garrison in the northern expedition to the Sarn River Delta, the Kingdom of Ober, and Iraq. The Kingdom of Fowellon and the city-states of New Yis."

"Consecrate Moso as the leader of the Dothraki Thousand Households, add two thousand households on the left wing, and appoint him as the deputy ten thousand households on the left wing. He will be in charge of the Lazar Ten Thousand Households on the left wing. He will lead troops to attack the Lazar people and defend Slaver's Bay."

"Appoint Harsha as the governor of the left wing of Ten Thousand Households, to take charge of the three Ten Thousand Households of Kazazhaji Zask, Weiss Ini, and Weiss Eve. He will be stationed in the Skeleton Mountains and prepare for war."

Each thousand-household ranges from less than a thousand to more than a thousand, and the same is true for ten thousand-households, with ten thousand-households under its jurisdiction. Vaes Dothraki Ten Thousand Houses is just the name of the ranch and is not stationed in the city. The leader of a thousand households is similar to the governor, in charge of both military and political affairs. Adding a thousand households means that one thousand households is not enough to commend your abilities and achievements. You need to manage a larger and more territory and population, similar to that of Shangzhou and Xiazhou. Wanhu is similar to a marshal, only in charge of military affairs.