Game of Thrones Overlord Conquest

The grassland is shaking.

Zhekekao's men mounted their horses and were on alert, staring closely at the grassy hills in the east.

Meng Ge took the lead in crossing the grassy hill on his flaming red horse. His hooves were tumbling and his long mane was flying. This was followed by the roar of the war horses. Dothraki cavalry surged out of the grassy hill, as unstoppable as a black wave. .

This Kas looks no different from other Dothraki. They are unruly and wild. They make sharp roars one after another, as if they are driving away wild beasts and intimidating the enemy. They look at their opponents as if they are looking at prey.

The eyes he occasionally looked at Mongoko were full of fanaticism.

They galloped to a place a hundred steps away from the camp, reined in their horses, and stopped their progress, displaying their superb riding skills to the fullest.

In front of the camp, Khal Drekko calmly mounted the war horse brought by the bloodriders. Before Meng Ge's Kas even stepped into the meadow, he was already discovered by the tribe's patrolling scouts.

The Dothraki are rough and savage, but their military capabilities are not lagging behind those of this world. When the tribe moves, there must be scouts patrolling the front, responsible for searching for traces of prey and enemies. At the same time, there will be roaring warriors guarding the two wings, and there will also be a Ka Si is responsible for being the queen of the tribe.

At the same time, the Dothraki will not loot during the battle. After the battle, there will be "Jakarang" holding a giant ax to cut off the heads from the dead and dying people, and after them, a group of little girls will cut off the heads from the dead and dying people. Collect arrows from the corpse for later use.

The boundless sky is filled with the fiery red glow of the setting sun, and the stars will turn into flaming horses to welcome the warriors who return to the sky.

Meng Ge leaned against the east and faced the afterglow, riding against Khal Drekko and his bloodriders. The light of the sun and stars crossed the grassland, lengthening the long figures of several people.

The bloodrider guard wanted to ride his horse forward and kill the challenger first, but he was blocked by Khal Zeke.

He pulled out the arakh scimitar hanging on the horse's back, a sharp light burst out from his fierce pupils, and spoke with thunderous anger in his chest and a voice as strong as rock:

"Mengoko, I will let them burn your body and give you the honor you deserve.

"Kaa." Mengge put away his little guilt and concentrated, "A Kaa who has a heart of fear is no longer a real Kaa."

"Now I will dump your body in the red wasteland, and the rain will beat down on your rotting skin until nothing remains."

As soon as the words fell, Zheke Kao clamped his legs tightly on the horse's belly, gathered strength, raised his arakh, and charged forward with his horse.

All the fear of Horse King Drogo turned into anger and unwillingness, and the blood in his chest began to boil again.

Facing the setting sun, Mengge squinted his eyes and carefully observed the posture of Dzeko Kao. In fact, with his strength, he was completely able to defeat the opponent with a crushing posture, but he had a reason to do so.

Sixty steps later, the next moment, he suddenly urged the fiery red horse to rush forward like an arrow from the string, rushing flames.

The two riders passed by each other, and Kao's scimitar cut a sharp arc and struck Meng Ge's slightly leaning back body.

The feeling from the scimitar was like cutting across a solid rock.

This is a legend.

Before Zheke Kao could figure it out, a huge force lifted him off the horse, and then the weapon reflected in his pupils looked like a branch.

Poof, blood splattered everywhere.

There was a bloody hole in Dzeko's throat, and his whole body was like a rag doll, falling heavily on the grass.

Blood continued to spurt out of his mouth, and one last thought flashed through Dzeko's mind.

The legend among the tribe is true.

So many Xikalin’s prophecies——

His horse is as swift as the wind, and the countless tribes behind him cover the entire land. The arakh in his hand is as sharp as miscanthus. He will be as powerful as the storm, his enemies will tremble before him, and his wives will weep with sorrow and mourn. The bells in his bun sing of his coming, the "milkmen" who live in the stone tents fear his name, and the world will bow before his horse's hooves.

It turns out that the person I should be afraid of and avoid is not Khal Drogo, but...

Unfortunately, there is no chance for a do-over in life.

After a while, the last afterglow shone on the meadow stained red with blood, elongating the figure of the last person.

Accompanied by the cheers and roars of the Dothraki, three more corpses appeared under the hooves of Mongo's horse, which were Dzeko's bloodriders.

According to ancient tradition, if a khal is killed in battle, the bloodriders should first avenge the khal and then follow him.

Now, no one will remember the death of Khal. The Dothraki only follow the strong, and the Dothraki tribe will only cheer for the birth of a more powerful Khal.

"Kaa Mongol."

"Kaa Mongol."

Facing Cass, who was watching eagerly behind Mengge, and the tribesmen who were cheering for him, the remaining three Cass had no choice but to surrender.

Being able to decide Kaa with only four people dead is the most satisfactory result for Mengge. As for Dzeko's Karako, he doesn't care whether he lives or dies.

Later, Mengge asked the herbalist woman and eunuch to inspect the body, and asked the tribe to build a cremation pile.

Cremation is a traditional custom among the Dothraki and is also the final resting place for warriors.

It wasn't until the light of the moon and stars fell on the grassland that Mengge had time to live in the tent and concentrate on opening the light curtain that only he could see.

This light screen is just a display form, his real ability is the Noble Phantasm Fantasy.

The so-called Noble Phantasms are weapons based on human fantasy. Their strength and effectiveness are determined by the legends they have.

Meng Ge's ability is to imagine a precious phantom and create a series of story settings for it. Then he needs to complete the corresponding story settings and let others believe it. It will be passed down by word of mouth and spread into myths and legends. The setting that is most recognized by humans will become the corresponding effectiveness and strength of the Noble Phantasm.

Looking at it carefully, the name and effectiveness of the Noble Phantasm are displayed on the light screen:

[A knight will not die with his bare hands]

[Effect: Any weapon that falls into the hand can be used proficiently. The hardness of the weapon is like steel. If the hardness of the weapon exceeds, the original hardness of the weapon will be retained. 】

Mongo has repeatedly used water-soaked linen and hardwood branches to knock down or kill his opponents in battle.

The previous strength was only when used skillfully, and was as hard as bronze. After killing Dzeko and his bloodriders with branches, the strength was enhanced again.

In the future, as the tribe expands, there will be no need to perform deliberately.

[Reins of the Riding Hero]

[Effect: Human and horse become one, and can use magic and mythical species. 】

This world has magical species like dragons, and there may also be mythical species like sea monsters and griffins.

When Meng Ge first crossed over, he could only use the instinct of the Dothraki and his strong body to clamp the horse's belly to prevent him from falling off the horse and being exposed.

Until he greased a horse, wrapped himself in several layers of soaked linen in the dark night, mounted the horse, lit a flame, and galloped across the grassland.

The Dothraki believe in the stars in the sky and the horse god, and believe that the stars are the herds of flaming horses galloping in the night sky. Now Mongo is the person blessed by the horse god and the sky stars, and can control the legendary flaming horse.

【Twelve Trials】

[Effect 1: The body is strengthened. The body is as hard as rock and can ignore all damage except fatal damage, whether it is physical damage or magical means. 】

[Effect 2: Physical resurrection, storage capacity: 0. 】

[Effect 3: Resistance to known attacks. 】

The twelve trials are the foundation of Meng Ge, which brings a stronger body.

His body was as hard as rock, allowing him to lean back slightly on the horse and avoid the blade of the arakh scimitar. The remaining force could not leave any wounds on his body.

As long as it is not a fatal injury, the incision will only leave a scar and not a drop of blood will be shed, but it cannot regenerate the severed limb.

He has become resistant to known attacks. He can now dance in flames and bathe in boiling water for a short period of time. Most poisons have no effect on him.

The story setting of this Noble Phantasm is that Meng Ge claims that he has been tested by the gods. Just like Hercules in the original Greek mythology, he completed twelve trials. After completing each trial, the gods will Give yourself more blessings until immortality and eternity.

Hunting the white lion Heraka without injury is the first trial. It is this trial that activates the effectiveness of the Twelve Trials of the Noble Phantasm, giving him the capital to crush Dzeko.

After that, every time Mongo completes a trial, the upper limit of the resurrection storage will increase once.

By then, he would need to be killed twelve times before he was completely dead.

As the world's magic revives, the consumed amount of resurrection storage will be restored over time.

And the next trial is to unify the Dothraki.