Game of Thrones Overlord Conquest

Chapter 177 Betrayer

There was internal strife among the slave rebels, and the entire roundup force fell into a state of cursing and confusion, making Bono feel that he had seen a glimmer of hope.

Even if the hard and cold rock behind him scratched his skin and the warm blood flowed to his waist, his excitement could not be concealed.

"Put away your weapons!"

At this moment, Haynes quickly rushed into the crowd, stretched out his arms to block the soldiers who were facing each other with swords drawn, and shouted:

"Stop making unnecessary sacrifices. We started fighting together in Astapor, and then lived and died together in the Worm River. From then on, we are a family as close as brothers. We must unite as one, do you understand? "

"Please!" Bono saw that the atmosphere at the scene had relaxed a little, and he was extremely anxious. He held the hilt of the sword tightly and couldn't help shouting in his head:

"Fight quickly, fight quickly, let these stupid guys start fighting quickly, then I will have a chance!"

Salladhor seemed to have heard the Dothraki's voice. Without any warning, he stepped forward and knocked down the two opponents with two punches.

Then, he turned around and roared to the followers behind him:

"Don't play tricks with them! If George already knows about this when we get back to camp, everyone will be executed."

He forced back several surrounding soldiers and continued to shout to those who were still hesitant:

"As long as we protect the Dothraki envoys, the great Kaa will definitely accept us, and we will have freedom, revenge, and wealth."

Hearing this, Bono suddenly had an idea and took action immediately. He swayed to the left, rushed into the soldiers of Salado's camp, and shouted from the crowd:

"Salado is right, the great Kaa will never be stingy with rewards."

"If you don't want to kill each other, then go! Run! The exit is over there!"

The outline of the mountains appeared in the distance. He had recognized the route he had taken. Pointing to the mountain pass in front of him that was reflecting the first ray of dawn, he shouted:

"Get out! This is your only hope. Run! It's best to leave before you lose your head!"

After a period of chaos and curses, most of the rebels, numbering about a hundred in number, rushed along the mountain wall toward the pass.

I don't know if it was because of their comradeship or Haynes's deliberate inaction, but they actually rushed out and ran towards the mountain pass that was getting closer and closer.

"Kill, no, catch them, catch them!"

Haines gritted his teeth and gave the order repeatedly with trembling all over, but still did not say the words that made his mouth taste bitter. He kicked the stunned soldier beside him and shouted angrily:

"Hurry up and chase. No fool can escape from here! We can't let them appear outside the valley. This will affect the war and other important things."

The soldiers of the rebel army started the pursuit again. They took great strides, as if they were in the final sprint of the game.

The soldiers who had followed Bono and Salado to escape looked back and saw this scene and immediately quickened their pace.

The bright mountain pass was very close, and the terrain was slowly rising and becoming steeper, but their pace showed no sign of slowing down.

However, the increasingly difficult and dangerous terrain still hindered their running. Salado and Haynes kept shouting, urging their men to rush forward.

Bono followed the crowd, his head lowered, his legs swinging vigorously, as if he were made of steel and would not tire, running at extremely fast speeds.

"We are fast enough, we will escape!" he thought to himself, and then he reluctantly raised his head and looked towards the mountain pass.

After a quick look, I found that there was already a group of soldiers lined up to intercept them. The light of dawn shone on their spears and helmets, reflecting their indifferent expressions.

In the dazzling light, Bono saw a tall figure standing on the sentry tower behind the array. He was protected by four people covered in cloaks.

Despair caught up with the Dothraki and stood in front of him again. This was more uncomfortable than the burning pain in his lungs. He staggered a few steps and fell into a daze.

The warmth brought by the sun had disappeared. At this time, Bono only felt cold all over.

He wanted to throw himself on the ground, just like when he took the sweet sleep flower, and just lie there and fall into a dark dream, without thinking or doing anything.

After being lost for a moment, Bono tried to wake up from despair. He began to think of new ways and recalled the whole incident repeatedly.

Some inexplicable thoughts flashed through his mind. All of this seemed to be planned by a powerful person. At least the thought of it made people feel hopeful.

"But, before that, how can I ensure that I can survive?" Bono thought seriously, his mind spinning rapidly.

But before he could think clearly, several arrows shot into their ranks, and a soldier in front of him fell down and never got up again.

The soldiers arrayed at the mountain pass were condescending, and there were many archers among them. They had already run into the opponent's shooting range.

"Retreat, retreat, find cover!"

After a period of panic, noisy screams and shouts of soldiers came from all around, and they ran down the slope despite arrows.

This kind of projectile was repeated several times, until they left dozens of corpses behind and retreated beyond the range of the longbow.

Before they could gain a foothold and turn around, the soldiers blocking the mountain pass rushed down from the high ground with guns, their armor and gun tips reflecting the cold light.

Bono and others, who were lucky enough to survive, did not dare to stay and fled down the slope again, but they ran into the roundup force led by Haynes.

Despair spread on the faces of ordinary soldiers. In their eyes, the outcome of this sudden rebellion seemed to be doomed, and they could not escape the fate of being executed in the end.

They stopped with painful expressions and threw away the swords in their hands. Salladhor said nothing, just stood there quietly, as if waiting for judgment.

The soldiers led by Haynes surrounded them and took away all the weapons. The spearmen who rushed down from the high ground soon followed. They blocked all retreats and waited for the leader's orders.

"What an unforgettable reunion!" Soon after, a sarcastic voice came from behind the gunman.

With his back to the sun, George slowly walked toward the crowd. The figure surrounded by four guards in the center looked very tall, as sacred as a giant stone statue. His hand was on the hilt of his sword, and he looked like a man leaving the palace. It is like a king who has set foot in the residence of lowly people.

"Everyone, am I right?" He stood in front of everyone and said mockingly.

Before everyone could react, what Salado did next shocked everyone. He quickly fell to the ground, lowered his head and begged:

"Sir George, I am willing to follow you again!"

"Everything you said is right. As long as you want to do it, you can achieve anything faster than me. You are the leader that should be. I am willing to follow you to the mountains and seas."

Looking at the betrayer who surrendered to the ground and expressed his loyalty again, George took a step back and completely hid his figure among the guards.

The four men in cloaks quickly stepped forward to lift up Salado and found a dagger from his robe.

Seeing this situation, George was completely relieved. He slowly stood up, covered the sun with his hands, came close to Salado's ear, and said lightly:

"Do you think I will believe your lies? You have wasted too many opportunities."

"However, some of your words are very sincere. My brilliance must appear so that Astapor can defeat all evil."

Salado did not answer. He was silently sandwiched between the four guards, looking like a candle in the wind.

"What do we do with them?"

Haines, whose face was covered in scars and whose expression was difficult to see, walked silently to George and asked in an indifferent voice.

"Execute them all!" George turned around, narrowed his eyes, and his tone was neither passionate nor sad.

"To all the undead souls who sacrificed their lives for freedom in Astapor, say hello to them on my behalf. Those who hold swords must also be careful."

"What did you say?" George turned around suddenly and glared at Salado and asked.

At this moment, a sword burst out of his chest, and the sun fell into his disbelieving eyes like fire. There was a red light on both sides of the distant mountains, turning the whole world into the color of blood.