Game of Thrones Overlord Conquest

Volantis is the earliest colony established by the Valyrian Empire and the closest free trade city to the imperial capital of Valyria.

Hence she was called "the eldest daughter of Valyria".

The Volantis have always been proud to be descendants of the Valyrian Empire, and they still retain many Valyrian traditions.

It was for this reason that Volantis proclaimed himself the heir to the empire and the legitimate ruler of the world.

But this is not untrue.

Volantis is located in the delta area on the four mouths of the Rhoyne River. It covers the Orange Coast on the west side and expands to the disputed land. It reaches the southern end of the Golden Fields in the north and is Volantis' sphere of influence.

The land surrounding the lower reaches of the Mother River of Lorne is fertile, and the towns and cities established on both sides are all under the rule of Volantis.

And she is not only in an ideal location at the mouth of the River Lorne, but is also located next to a uniquely deep natural harbor.

Volantis often boasted that even if the hundreds of islands in Braavos were placed in Volantis's harbor, they would be swallowed up.

The port is located in the south of Essos. When winter comes in Westeros, it is still in the middle of summer.

The seaport is home to countless ships from all over the world, such as the swan ships from Westeros and Braavos heading to the Jade Sea for trade, the swan ships filled with silk and spices, and the large sailing ships from Slaver's Bay that conduct the large-scale slave trade.

The city-state's agricultural products, sweet red wine, are also very famous. The developed planting industry can ensure sufficient supply to the world. The handicraft industry is exquisite and precious glass can be produced.

Therefore Volantis has the most prosperous port in the world.

Volantis is the oldest free trade city-state. Initially, it was just a military outpost on the frontier of the Valyrian Empire. The empire used it to meet envoys from the cities on the upper reaches of the Rhoyne River, or for the Dragon King family to land and have a rest and drink tea.

Over time, the city began to expand rapidly.

In its early history, Volantis prospered and became powerful due to trade between the Valyrian Empire and the Rhoynar.

In the end, the ancient city of Sahoy, which originally dominated commerce and was dominated by the Rhoynar people, suffered heavy losses.

War ensued, with the end result being the complete destruction of Rhoynar's cities on the upper reaches of the Rhoyne.

In order to avoid the invasion of the Valyrian Empire, Nymeria, the warrior queen of Rhoynar, led the Rhoynar people across thousands of ships and fled westward to Dorne in the continent of Westeros.

Thus Volantis became one of the greatest cities in the world.

After the Doomsday, the Valyrian Empire collapsed and Volantis became independent.

In the early days of the Bloody Century, Volantis still had the upper hand in the war of conquest. Their fleet conquered Lys, their army captured Myr, and their power expanded to the disputed area, the upper reaches of the Rhoyne.

The final defeat at the end of the war was also due to the serious threat of Pentos and the "Storm King" of Westeros suddenly joining the war. x ̸͍̘̳͂͊̂̊̀͊̕͘.̷̹̦̆̆c̶͙͈͚̽̄̈̎̒͜ó̶̧̧̝̳̠͇͕̺̲̹̔̈́ ́՝͝m̷̗͓̽̂̌̋̌̌

At the same time, Braavos also intervened and lent the Lysian Exiles a fleet, and "Conqueror" Aegon even rode the dragon "Black Death" Balerion to join the battle.

Naturally, the Dothraki also gave unexpected assistance, appearing from the east to attack and destroy Volantis' towns on the lower reaches of the Rhoyne.

The sun was setting in the west, and the afterglow of the setting sun dyed the clouds moving in the wind red, and the light falling on the river swayed with the water waves.

Under the dusk, the red-robed monk Magiro led the hands guarding the Holy Fire and did not ride directly to Volantis.

Instead, they traveled day and night to the town of Sehoru, where they planned to take a boat down the river from the dock here.

A small group of Volantis Lancer guards were stationed on the city wall. Under the light of the torch, their adamantium claws protruding from their gauntlets flickered, and the tiger stripes tattooed on their cheeks were clearly visible.

The slave soldiers were all tiger-robed soldiers who believed in R'hllor, the Lord of Light. The red-robed monks could easily see the shops, stalls and warehouses hidden behind the sandstone walls.

Unlike the sheepskin colored lanterns outside the city walls, the lanterns inside the city are made of colored glass, extravagant and colorful, with flashing neon lights.

Magiro didn't waste any time here, and rode horseback to the main square of Sehoru Town without stopping.

Business in the bustling city seemed unaffected by the war atmosphere.

The upper-class people still sit leisurely on sedan chairs and wander around, ordinary people ride in carts pulled by dwarf elephants and go about their busy lives, and slaves with fly tattoos are working hard to clean up the feces on the streets.

The flame tattoo on the red-robed monk's face was clear and conspicuous, and the journey was unobstructed.

In front of the square, there is a stone inn with a huge turtle hanging on the door. The neon lights are bright, and a woman with a tear tattoo stands at the door, trying hard to attract customers.

Past the gorgeous headless statue of Horonor in the center of the square, we come to the stone-red temple of R'hllor.

The culture of Sehoru Town has a strong Volantis style, and it is also full of obvious Volantis historical color.

The headless statue symbolizes Horonor, a war hero and war hero who served as Consul of Volantis during the Bloody Century, until he tired of elections and decided to proclaim himself Consul for life.

The Volantis quickly overthrew him and sentenced him to death without mercy. Horonor was tied between several elephants and torn to pieces alive.

Flames burned inside the temple of R'hllor.

Under the clear guidance of the slave, Magiro immediately met the red-robed monk sent by the Supreme Priest to garrison Sehoru Town.

"Rumors about Qohor are widely circulated among the people of Sehoru Town. I also heard rumors from the market that the Dothraki will continue to slaughter Volantis. Are these true?"

Facing the aggressive questioning from the red-robed monk in Saihoru Town, Ma Qiluo showed no concern and instead kept a calm attitude in answering.

"I just followed the Dothraki from Qohor. The town of Sehoru is not worth mentioning. Khal Menggo has no interest in them. Now we need you to prepare a ship for us immediately. I have to rush to Wa Lantis meets the Supreme Priest."

After hearing these words, the restless mood of the temple priest of R'hllor gradually calmed down.

He immediately sent people to guard the Volantis slaves with tiger stripes through the river gate, and arranged a southbound ship for Magiro and others at the dock.

The atmosphere of war enveloped the docks, and warships filled with slave soldiers kept passing by to protect the waterway.

The governor of Volantis seemed to believe that the Dothraki were eagerly approaching the town of Sehoru, and they kept sending warships to transport soldiers north.

In full view of everyone, the red-robed monk Magiro and the Hand of the Holy Fire did not shy away. As if they were in an uninhabited land, they successfully boarded the warship that transported the soldiers and headed south back to Volantis.

Late at night, there was a sultry humidity in the air, and the battleship swayed gently with the random breeze and mist.

The crescent moon in the black sky is hidden in the misty clouds, giving off a strange halo, like eyes peering into the world.

At this time, bursts of rapid noise suddenly came from not far away.

People were shouting, the oars were vibrating, and the noises came and went, long and shrill.

The warships carrying soldiers heading north urgently changed direction, and the wide waterway was filled to the brim.

The red-robed monk Ma Qiluo, who had stayed up all night and was on the road, vaguely heard the shouts of the captain and sailors.

The Dothraki have marched south to Volantis.

The overtime work is over. I will resume two updates. I will take a break tomorrow and just save some manuscripts. From now on, I will do two updates every day.