Game of Thrones Overlord Conquest

The sun was setting in the west, and the dazzling light seemed to have been snatched away by someone. The remaining fiery red clouds and mist lingered in the sky, filled with unparalleled and magnificent colors.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, a line of black smoke rose from the city of Qohor, continuously rising into the sky, and turned into mist after being blown by the breeze.

"Most religions encourage people to do good, but why are wars caused by religious conflicts often more extreme and violent?"

Meng Ge was riding on horseback, looking at the black smoke rising in the city, listening to the occasional subtle commotion, and asking the knowledgeable and memorized clerk Ao Fo next to him.

The old man looked stunned, thought for a long time and replied:

"Dear Kaa, please forgive my ignorance. I don't know which gods in Essos are guiding believers to be good. I only know that mortals pray to the gods, never to let the gods tell them to be kind. "

Meng Ge burst into laughter. Indeed, any god in this dark continent would be labeled as a cult in modern society.

"No matter what, the more serious the religious conflict in the city is, the better it is for us." Mengge smiled and turned around, seeing the Dothraki army returning from afar, and then said again: "Kosolo has captured many more prisoners. The population of villages and towns surrounding the city of Kohol.”

Ofo rode his horse closely behind Kaa and suggested:

"Kaa, there are already nearly 10,000 prisoners in the camp. Although we only need a small amount of food expenses every day, this is still an extra expense for us."

Meng Ge did not answer, but took a detour to visit the equipment building camp. When he saw the siege wooden curtains all over the ground, he nodded with satisfaction.

The wooden mantle is a thick giant shield. It can not only defend against arrow attacks, but also allow soldiers to hide behind and shoot at the enemy. A wooden mantle that is strong enough can even resist the attack of large crossbows. Covering it with soil can also reduce the damage to the enemy. Flammability, and the most indispensable thing in the Qohor Forest is the strong trees for making wooden curtains.

Immediately, he looked at the Qin En River not far away, and said calmly: "Tonight, fill in the soil to attack the city. The soil beside the Qin En River is moist and easy to dig. Order the old and weak prisoners to dig by the river." Then use livestock to transport the soil back to the camp, and send strong prisoners to carry the soil on their backs to fill it at the foot of the city wall. Remember to make them hold pieces of wood in their mouths. The Kohol city wall is more than seven meters high. It is best to keep the prisoners under the Before you die, pile the soil as high as possible overnight."

Ofer had been in battle for a long time and was accustomed to this kind of behavior. He asked, "Do you want the Dothraki warriors to provide bow and arrow cover?"

After raising his head and glancing at the sky, Mengge replied without thinking:

"The view is not good. If a bonfire is lit at the top of the city, this suggestion can be considered."

Before the old man could speak, Mengge continued to ask:

"Where are the slaves who have been counted, I will speak to them."

Slavery existed in many parts of Essos, and slaves were considered property and available for sale.

The Dothraki would also enslave the people in the areas they invaded and turn them into slaves. They captured slaves from various places and kept them in Vaes Dorask.

They would even sell their fellow tribesmen as slaves. When different tribes met and fought on the grasslands, the defeated Dothraki would become slaves of the victor. Because of this, when Jumoccao's tribe was defeated, the remaining After the tribe learned that they would not be sold as slaves, they chose to surrender to Khal Meng without hesitation.

This behavior of the Dothraki has also formed a symbiotic relationship with the trading city-states on the continent of Essos. You are responsible for arresting, we are responsible for buying and selling, you are responsible for plundering our citizens, and I will use them as slaves. Buy it back and it will be legal and closed.

Mengge's tribe counted a total of 3,000 adult male slaves. These were his siege infantry. Now he was going to bring hope and freedom to these people.

In the slave camp, Spartacus, who made people's blood boil, had endless strength, was brave and good at fighting, did not exist.

If life is grass, these slaves are just grass. Wealth, glory, and nutrients from rain and dew will no longer be relevant to them in life. Everyone, including themselves, regard themselves as grass and dust.

Mengge rode his war horse through the slave camp. He did not speak. He just rode his war horse and kept crashing into the slaves' tents, trampling on their shabby beds, trampling on their rotten food, and trampling on their dignity that was low to the dust.

No slave dared to stand up and confront this Dothraki Khal. After all, everything they had, including their lives, belonged to the tribal Khal.

But as Mengge prepared to drive his horse and crash into the slaves who were lying on the ground praying, he could see a few slaves raising their heads, with grievances, sorrow, anger and unwillingness in their eyes. Finally, they were no longer completely Looks insensitive.

Even if he wanted to send these slaves to die, he still couldn't sympathize with them in his heart. Instead, he was a little angry. In this dark world, who can guarantee that he can survive until tomorrow smoothly and with dignity.

Mongo shouted loudly: "No one wants to be owned by others."

He hasn't had time to learn Valyrian yet, so Ofer can only act as translator.

As a result, Meng Ge's words, which were originally full of momentum, seemed a bit weak in Ofer's mouth.

After receiving a vicious look from Kaa, the old man could only summon up all his strength and roared:

“No one wants to be owned by someone else.”

Only then did the slaves realize that Kaa did not come to the slave camp to vent his emotions because of the unsatisfactory battle on the front line, but that he had something to say to them.

At this time, most of them wanted to listen carefully and send the other party to leave quickly.

"But unfortunately for you, everyone is owned by me. I have the right to buy and sell you, and I also have the right to execute you now."

The slaves who woke up from numbness were willing to use their brains to think, which made them fearful and uneasy. They listened worriedly and carefully guessed Kaa's next order.

"Of course, I also have the right to set you free."

All the slaves raised their heads, wondering if Kaa was going crazy, and hoping that Kaa would go crazy and truly set them free.

"If you want freedom, you need to pay the price."

Most of the slaves lowered their heads again. They knew smartly that things were not that simple. Only a few slaves still raised their heads and listened carefully.

"The price, it's a pity that you are not female slaves and cannot be sold to Yunkai City or Lys City. There, they will teach the female slaves the art of love, learn seven different bed sounds and sixteen different body positions, and will Trained to be a concubine or bed slave.”

Perhaps it was Kaa's dirty talk that aroused the hormones of the slaves. They listened with excitement, and some of the slaves who once had families became more frightened and uneasy.

"You are only worthy of being sold to do hard work that the locals are unwilling to do. You can only be sent to the hot mines, like tens of thousands of other slaves, to work hard to dig gold and silver mines, but these The wealth that passes through your hands every day has never belonged to you for a moment. After all, you are just slaves who do not even own your life. Some will be burned, and some will die, from fatigue, hunger, disease and Plague, living an inhuman life, praying to the gods day and night, asking them to mercifully use death to relieve your pain and help you end this miserable life. Of course, there will occasionally be one or two lucky ones among you. The slave with better luck will become the slave master's fighter, so that he will soon die in the battle with the wild beast, and not even a bone will be left in this world."

Mengge rode his horse over the heads of the slaves and shouted calmly:

"Would anyone like to hear my price? The price of freedom."

No one answered, and a dead silence fell in the slave camp.

Until the first person stood up, then two people, and most people stood up and raised their hands.

Seeing this scene in front of him, Meng Ge smiled and said happily:

"Have you seen the city of Qohor? Be prepared, wait for my order, rush to the city wall, and retrieve the heads of three enemies for me, and you will be free."

The slaves were all calculating the gains and losses in their hearts. A tall slave with amber skin walked up to Meng Ge's horse and spoke a language that he could not understand.

Ofer turned sideways and explained softly: "This is High Valyrian. Well, it is slightly mixed with a thick accent. Combined with his appearance, you can tell that he is a Gith. However, the current Gith They are all descendants of mixed blood with the conquerors. Living in Slaver's Bay, they naturally know the consequences of becoming slaves. "

Seeing Kaa's unkind expression, the old man quickly added: "He is asking if he can buy freedom for his wife and son in this way. He is willing to bring back six more enemy heads for you."

After hearing Ofer's translation, Mengge leaned over, stared into the Gith's eyes seriously, and said:

"Slave owners are willing to pay double the price for female slaves and triple the price for boys under ten years old. But I only need you to bring back three additional enemy heads for me, one for the woman and two for the boy."