Game of Thrones Overlord Conquest

The light from the east shines relentlessly on the earth. This is about two hours after noon. The sun is blazing and white clouds hang high in the sky.

Ever since Bened Beilein executed eight knights and improved military discipline on the grounds of shaking the morale of the army, the knights of the Golden Company have not dared to stop.

They fully understand that this is a mission related to everyone's interests. Only by shedding blood and making sacrifices can the family have a glorious future.

In front of you is the Sarn River, and across the river is Sarnath, the "city of towers", where the High King of Sarol once made his capital.

After the Doom of Valyria, the city was destroyed at the hands of the Dothraki, who named it Vaes Kvor, meaning "City of Worms."

Daenerys sat on the horse and looked around. The Sarne River was shining brightly in the sun like a bunch of velvet, with flying stars splashing and meandering through the grassland. The water plants were rippling in the waves, rich and beautiful.

The Targaryen princess no longer traveled in a carriage. After entering the Dothraki Sea, she spent every day on horseback and always walked at the front of the team.

Her mount was a richly decorated silver pony, full of energy and sparkle, with hair as gray as the winter sea and a mane like silver smoke.

Governor Illyrio Mopatis claimed that the horse was a "bridal gift" given to her by Khal Mongol, describing it as the pride of all the Dothraki.

Daenerys knew clearly that this was not the truth, as her future husband never reached Pentos.

However, according to the Dothraki customs she understood, Khaleesi must ride a mount worthy of her status and follow Khal.

She is not good at riding horses, so she needs more practice, but the little silver pony seems to have a mental connection with the princess. Sometimes, she even feels that she can communicate with the pony.

The maid taught her equestrian skills, but the pony was her real teacher. He knew her mood and responded to her, as if it were an extension of her body.

The Dothraki were a harsh and ruthless people who would never name their horses or hounds, so Daenerys could only refer to her mount as "Little Silver" or "Her Little Silver." ".

She lowered her head and called softly. This name was more like describing the appearance of the horse. She lightly touched the pony with her knees, and it started to trot through the crowd.

With a slight exertion of both feet and a slight shake of the reins, the pony immediately responded and galloped forward very obediently, running along the Valyrian Avenue made of lava, towards Weiss Kver on the other side of the Saan River. go.

A team of knights closely guarded the Targaryen princess. In this situation, Daenerys gradually felt doubled confidence and unprecedented excitement. She even confidently controlled the horse to jump over the broken low wall. .

Bened Beilein, who was following her, had a relieved smile on his face. A timid princess would not be favored by the Horse King, nor could she survive in Dothraki.

"That's the Palace of Thousand Rooms!"

Bened raised his riding whip, pointed at a large layer of ruins that were rising like a series of stairs, and said:

"Legend has it that it is the residence of the High King of Salor. If the last High King Mazoro Alesiu had not been so impulsive and fell into the trap of the Dothraki, we should have entered this great city along those splendid buildings."

Daenerys showed an expression of fascination. She had read about the Palace of a Thousand Rooms in Lomas Longlegs' book "Man-Made Miracles". This famous traveler listed it among the nine most man-made buildings in the world. Miracle.

But she had also read "Battles and Sieges of the Bloody Century" written by Maester Joseth. The Eastern chapters and appendices of the book described in detail the fall of the Kingdom of Sarol.

Therefore, she disagreed with Bened's evaluation of High King Mazoro Alexiu, and couldn't help but retort:

"The unified Kingdom of Salor can be great, but most of the time it was just a loose political union. The fate of the last High King was not good. Although all kings were loyal to him according to law and tradition, he almost never held real power. "

"Their destruction actually arose from internal strife. Just like the current Dothraki Sea, the Salor people were equally proud and contentious, fighting endlessly. Only when they were about to perish, did they realize that their doom was coming, and the last supreme king was There was an opportunity to unite all the people for a final resistance, but they were unable to resist the Dothraki who were united for the first time. "

"Therefore, as long as my future husband can end the centuries of disputes on the grassland, he can restore the glory of the grassland kingdom and revive the glory of Dothraki after the doomsday catastrophe. When all Dothraki unite under his banner, they will The greatness of the world is inevitable. They will once again bring iron and fire into the west. This is also the best time for you to go home. "

Bened Beilein rode past the rows of weathered stone pillars on both sides of the road, looked at the unreadable words on them, and fell into deep thought.

When he heard Daenerys's last words, he quickly bent down and bowed, and said very respectfully and sincerely:

"You are right, the Golden Company will fight for the princess and for Khal Mongo, at the expense of everything."

The Salor civilization was very brilliant, but there were many reasons for its demise. For example, the Dothraki were once just mercenaries of the King of Salor. They paid gold and the opportunity to burn, kill and loot to hire horse kings to attack the enemy. The city-state finally fed the young wolves.

The old knight can certainly understand what Princess Targaryen narrated, but he and the other party have different identities and experiences, and ultimately they have different views on the demise of the Kingdom of Salor.

Daenerys has an inexplicable empathy with what happened to the last High King. Her father, the "Mad King" Aerys Targaryen II, was also the last king.

However, she would never let her future husband lose the crown like them again. She was extremely confident in Meng Ge.

From the moment Viserys sold her, she had lost all hope in her brother, and all her reliance had been transferred to the husband she had never met.

Perhaps just like when she asked Harry Strickland, the leader of the Golden Company, she got the answer that she fell in love with him just like his subjects and ordinary women. This was a very complicated emotion. At this time, she There is only confusion and confusion.

These thoughts passed through Daenerys's mind one by one. She shook her head slightly and concentrated all her attention. The road now turned north and began to drop rapidly.

Passing through the ruins of the collapsed city wall, not far from the Sarne River, they found a spacious open space suitable for camping. The grass here seemed to be carefully trimmed and low and neat.

"There are people stationed there." Bened Beilein suddenly urged his horse forward, reached out to grab Daenerys's reins, and ordered the other knights to stay on guard, saying: "Don't rush over, their identities and numbers are unknown."

The group of people who were building the camp also noticed them. They took a few steps forward and then stepped back. They stood hesitantly and did not come to meet them.

Bened didn't speak or make any dangerous moves. They just sat on the horse, remaining alert and silent.

Daenerys was a little nervous, and the fatigue from the journey disappeared at this moment. She kept warning herself to stay calm, but stories about bandits and robberies kept popping up in her mind.

After a long time, there was the sound of uniform footsteps behind them. The mercenaries of the Golden Company lined up in a neat formation, holding high the military flag, and walked out of the ruins of the city one after another.

They formed an array in the open space. To ensure the safety of the princess, the archers even took out their arrows and stuck them in the ground so that they could be used at any time to deal with the enemy's attack.

Seeing the large army of the Golden Regiment appearing, the group of people became obviously impatient and panicked. The two people standing in the center of the crowd stared at the military flag decorated with golden skulls and looked at it again and again. Then they whispered to each other for a while, and one of the strong men was alone. Walked over slowly.

The man stretched out his arms to show that he was not hostile. When he was about to approach the archer's shooting range, he stopped and shouted loudly:

"Everyone from the Golden Company, may I ask if Intelligence Officer Ransono Marr is in the formation?"

"Sir Marco Mandak?"

"Sergeant Lemon Beatz?"

He called out three famous figures in the Golden Company one after another. When no one answered, he was not in a hurry, raised his voice, and continued shouting:

"I am Duncan, Duncan Jeffries, a Tyroshi, serving Lady Vargarro of the Merchant House in Volantis."

The moment the strong man named the intelligence officer and sergeant one after another, the soldiers of the Golden Regiment had already relaxed their vigilance, but they did not dare to act rashly without the commander's order.

As for Bened Beilein, it was not until he heard the visitor announcing his home that he loosened the hilt of his sword slightly, showed a friendly look, and joked with a smile;

"Lady Vargarro of Volantis, Widow by the Water, is the Dothraki Sea a sea?"

Seeing that the atmosphere had calmed down, one of the knights who was relatively close and wearing a golden armband turned his head and whispered:

"There are no big merchants in the Free Trade City who are not in touch with the Dothraki. I know Duncan Jeffries. He has orange messy hair and a beard. His voice is similar to the one who came here, but his hair and beard are too neat. It’s so clean that I can’t recognize it.”

"Please let him come closer. Duncan has a huge scar on his face, which was left when the slaves were freed."

Bened nodded in agreement. The knight bowed, rode forward, and shouted:

"Duncan, I am Tauman Peake of the Peake family. My brother is Leswell Peake. We also have another brother of ours who met you in the Perfume Garden of Leith."

"The commander standing before you now is Ser Bened Berenton, sergeant of the Golden Company. Please come forward."

Duncan Jeffries had been waiting for a response from the Golden Group. When he saw a knight running out of the array, he hurriedly looked over with wide eyes. After hearing the other party's call clearly, he quickly walked forward with a smile.

When he followed Taoman Peak into the military formation, he immediately saw the silver-haired girl next to the old knight.

At this time, the south wind blew through the green grass-covered hills. Duncan felt that he heard the waves of the distant ocean and the calls of various seabirds. He felt that his every breath and all his actions were surrounded by In an air that is not affected by time, people can never forget this dream-like situation.

‘Silver-gold hair and eyes like amethyst, she is the rumored beautiful Targaryen princess? My brothers' words are true, she is the most beautiful woman in the world. ’

Many thoughts flashed through Duncan's mind. He suddenly woke up and felt that he was honored to meet this noble princess.

This is different from the feeling of a person who is greedy for beauty and full of lust. He is happy to meet such a person.

Moreover, this is the third legendary figure he has encountered besides the "Waterside Widow".

At this time, Taoman Peak tapped his shoulder with his riding crop, winked at him and led him to Bened Beilein, saying: "Commander, this is Duncan Jeffries.”

Duncan quickly withdrew his mind and focused all his attention on the old knight, but except for the neatly trimmed gray hair and beard, he could not find any features on the other person.

He didn't think that the other person's serious expression was a sign of disdain and indifference towards others, so he smiled calmly and leaned forward to salute;

"Greetings, Ser Bened Beilein."

The old knight bowed in return very seriously. His eyes were as sharp and shining as the tip of a spear in the sun. He stared into the eyes of the orange-haired man and said:

"Duncan Jeffreys of Tyrosh, this is Princess Daenerys Targaryen."

Duncan stepped forward and saluted with a normal expression. Daenerys immediately looked away from the scars on his face and hurriedly apologized for her impolite behavior.

Her voice was as sweet as poetry, making it impossible to feel resentful, not to mention that the princess welcomed him in accordance with court etiquette.

"Lady Vagarro's son, Duncan from Volantis!"

Bened Beilein spoke again, but his tone was very low:

"Please let us talk."

"As far as I know, Madam Vagarro controls the waterway and owns many businesses, but I have never heard of her having any contact with the Dothraki. What is the purpose of your coming here?"

Harry Strickland, the leader of the Golden Company, did not tell Bened that he had received help from the "Waterside Widow", which was the deepest secret in his heart.

At the same time, out of concern for Daenerys, the old knight's words seemed inexplicably cold, intertwined with questions, and very impolite.

Duncan was not angry. He had been a slave and suffered even more humiliation.

Even though he is free now and is still the son of the "Widow by the Waterside", there are still free people and nobles who look down on him. These people dare not harm him and always use verbal insults.

Moreover, there was nothing to hide about the purpose of his trip. With a sincere smile on his face and a somewhat excited tone, he replied loudly:

"Lady Vargarro sent me to escort a great scholar to Vaes Dothraki to meet Khal Mungol and to stay for his coronation."

"Congratulations to the great Kaa on winning the war, and wish him good health. He would rather face the sea of ​​blood than let the slaves in the world be enslaved by chains. He is a slave liberator. People like me are willing to embrace Make him king."

I posted it a little late, and the chapters may be longer in the future. It's too short to write much content.