Game of Thrones Overlord Conquest

Chapter 203 For Wealth

The regretful guest slowly pulled out the dagger, shook off the blood on it, and pushed the wizard's body away, revealing his tall figure covered by a hood.

"What did you see from the Temple of the Immortal?"

Xaro looked back at the ancient stone wall of the Immortal Palace, breathed out lightly, but smiled and did not answer.

At the same time, in the red wasteland, Mongo was scolding Gray Turn.

The black dragon crawled on the ground obediently, slowly chewing a whole roasted lamb in his mouth.

It seemed very honest because it made a mistake and spent a lot of energy on destroying the city and showing off its prestige, which was not its mission.

After it finally calmed down, it only destroyed the outer city wall, completing one of its many goals.

Meng Ge was also helpless. He should not have sent Greitern to complete the task alone. He thought that the black dragon was usually very smart, but he forgot that this was still an irritable child who was less than one year old.

He came to Qarth for only three things, wealth, wealth, and wealth.

The first wealth refers to the richest city in the world, especially the port of Qarth.

Now, if most of the city was reduced to ruins in the flames of Gretn, why would he come to Qarth to take over a ruin?

The second wealth represents the merchants of Qarth, their properties and fleets, as well as themselves.

Greitn sprayed fire randomly in the city. If some were accidentally burned, the result would be heartbreaking.

Those are businessmen who control a large number of routes and can create wealth.

Their trade not only spreads across the east and west continents, they can sail as far as Braavos and Yi Di, and they have even reached another continent, Sothothros, bringing back countless gold, gems and ivory.

As for the third wealth, it symbolizes the Gate of Jade Sea.

A fortification built across the strait by the Qarthens, where they taxed passing ships and controlled trade to the Jade Sea.

Therefore, both Mongo and Greitne made an important mistake.

At this point, it was of no use, so they could only speed up towards Qarth.

The mighty cavalry moved forward, and the crows gathered over their heads in joy.

They are smart and understand that war is about to break out. This area of ​​the red wasteland has not seen such a stormy situation for a long time.

Outside the central wall of Qarth, the Dothraki warlords Harsha and Sauter began to look at the city wall again.

However, this time they no longer felt helpless because they had already captured the outer city.

When the army extinguished the flames, Harsha immediately ordered the soldiers to demolish the wooden houses, and recruited many Qarthian craftsmen and people to rush to build siege weapons.

"Just two more days and we can launch an attack on Qarth!"

Hasha pointed to the city wall in front of him that was partially destroyed by the dragon, and said to Sauter:

"If the Qarthites cannot quickly strengthen the city wall, we will concentrate our efforts on attacking this area."

Sauter nodded in agreement, then tilted his head as if thinking about something, and then said:

"Remember that dragon's roar? I think it was trying to tell us something, but we couldn't understand the dragon's language."

"I just thought it looked very excited and flew away with a roar. I like it very much and I really hope it can still fight side by side with us."

Harsha was very excited when he mentioned the dragon, and the dragon helped them break through the outer city.

And in the eyes of this commander, without special weapons, one dragon is enough to defeat thousands of troops.

"Maybe we don't understand what it's saying, but the dragon seems to be on our side."

Sauter is a relatively cautious person. He reminded thoughtfully:

"However, you still have to pay attention to that dragon. What may happen next may not happen!"

Even in the holy city of Vaes Dothraki, only a few people knew that Meng Ge had raised a three-headed dragon under the palace. It was even less likely that the generals who had been stationed at the border for a long time, such as Hasha and Sauter, knew the news.

Even if the dragon "accidentally" helps the Dothraki, they still need to remain vigilant.

Late at night, the silent Qarth Trading Market suddenly lit up with lights.

It is close to the seaside port, and there are wine cellars, warehouses and gambling houses on both sides of the road. The scene in the past was full of people, day and night, but now it seems very empty.

So, without any hindrance, the little flames made their way across an arcaded street towards the port.

Although the port of Qarth is huge, it is very orderly. They reserve a separate dock for their own guild, and the dock behind the port is for the merchant ships of other city-states to dock.

However, there is no ship here now. During the day, thousands of ships are vying to cross the river, and the foreign merchant ships have long since escaped.

Dots of firelight stopped at the pier, which was left in a mess. Then, the firelight swayed a few times in the night sky.

Soon after, a rowing boat appeared not far away, riding on the waves.

"Send this gentleman to the outer city!"

The boatman didn't say anything, he just parked the boat at the dock obediently.

He raised his head and looked at the people standing on the dock, and finally his eyes fell on the only person who was not holding a torch.

It was a mysterious man wearing a hood, his whole body covered, and no trace of skin could be seen.

He was standing behind everyone, but he was hiding in the shadows. If the mysterious man hadn't taken the initiative to show up and prepare to board the boat, the boatman would not have discovered him.

For a moment, the boatman lowered his head even lower. There was only one terrible name in his head: "Regretful Guest".

In this way, the "regret guest" boarded the boat silently, and the boatman also rowed the famous boat towards the outer city without saying a word.

That night, many people couldn't sleep.

While it was still dark, a group of Dothraki cavalry were patrolling the outer city.

When the front of the team passed through a ruins, they saw a dark figure slowly walking out from behind a broken wall.

They immediately stopped there, and the heavily armed cavalry quickly drew their bows and arrows, aiming at the incoming people.

There were several people in the team who did not look like Dothraki, but looked like Dothraki, and they pointed at the people coming. These people were all very smart Qarthites who knew current affairs.

At this time, a majestic cavalryman wearing armor straddled his horse and shouted in Dothraki to the visitor:

"Who are you?"

One of the Qarthen men stood up and imitated the tone of the Dothraki centurion leader, pretending to translate loudly.

"The guests from the city want to meet your commander-in-chief and discuss a business deal with him."

The visitor, the regretful guest, was not afraid of bows and arrows and answered calmly, but his tone was filled with a hint of exhaustion and helplessness.

He arrived at the outer city very early, and he sneaked in quietly. He could clearly distinguish the status and weapons of the Dothraki.

However, he could no longer move forward.

The strict orderliness of the Dothraki camp and the discipline of the Dothraki soldiers surprised the regretful guest.

This was definitely not the dirty and chaotic group of horses he had in mind.

Fortunately, Regrettably is an ancient assassin organization. They know exactly what business can be done and what business cannot be done. If you do it, your life will be fatal.

So, he took the initiative to show up and expressed his intention.

The Dothraki chiefs did not answer after listening to the Qarthian interpreter. They turned around and left with some people, while others continued to patrol forward.

Regrettably, the customer carefully examined the situation in front of him and saw that the other party had no intention of killing him, so he also followed the head of the household.