Game of Thrones Overlord Conquest

The warship sailed down the River Rhoyne, covering a thousand miles in a day, from the town of Sehoru to the city of Volantis, and in the blink of an eye, the sun set and the morning arrived.

The morning breeze washes away the dark clouds and mist, and the pure river water flows on the horizon. The outline of the nearby scenery gradually becomes clear against the dawn.

The sailors' screams and commotion alerted the red-robed monk Ma Qiluo. Looking along the water, he saw a huge horned turtle.

That was the "Old Man of the River", the son of Lorne's mother river, the god of the Rhoynar, who defeated the "King of the Crab" and gained power over the underwater inhabitants.

It is said that during the Long Night, darkness swept over the Rhoyne, causing the river to shrink and even disappear.

It wasn't until a hero persuaded the many children of Lorne's mother river - the "Crab King", "Old Man of the River" and other gods to put aside their past grievances and sing a mysterious song together that the long night gradually dissipated and the sky reappeared.

Before the commotion caused by the giant turtle subsided, a black city wall two hundred feet high appeared in the distance.

It was a witness to history, the Black Wall of Volantis, which originated from the ancient blood of the Valyrian Empire.

The Black Wall is a city wall built by the Valyrian Empire using black stone when Volantis was still a military outpost on the imperial frontier. This is a building material of unknown origin.

It was once thought to be made by the Valyrians using dragonfire, but in every corner of the known world, wherever there are ancient wonders, such black stone buildings appear mysteriously.

The towering tower that stands in the Old Town of Westeros has its base as a square labyrinth fortress made of melted black stone. There is no archaeological evidence that the Valyrian people have ever been active in places as far away as the Old Town.

And unlike Valyrian lava, which is dry, black stone is oily and greasy.

The black wall is extremely wide. If each carriage is hitched to four horses, then six carriages can race side by side on the city wall.

To celebrate the founding of Volantis, the Volantis would hold such a horse racing ceremony on the city walls.

Many oarsmen on the upper and lower floors of the battleship shouted loud chants and worked hard to give the ship extremely high maneuverability, allowing it to travel freely and flexibly in the slightly crowded river.

The closer we got to the Long Bridge of Volantis, the more slave soldiers crowded on both sides of the river corridor.

The long bridge has an extremely long span and is supported by huge piers. It is as flat as a road and can support the weight of a thousand elephants. The bridge deck is large enough for two four-wheeled carriages to pass side by side.

The entrances at both ends are arches built of black boulders, with the Valyrian guardian beasts sphinxes, dragons and other monsters carved on the doors.

The ship slowly sailed through the arched bridge hole, and Magi Luo shook his head helplessly.

He could clearly see that the huge black stone arch was closed, and the crowded vendors on the long bridge had disappeared.

Only the spears stuck in the prisoners' heads were left as a public display. Volantis was obviously in a state of high-pressure preparedness.

The long bridge connects both sides of the Lorne River estuary. The black walls on the east bank of the river are crowded with residences, shops and hotels, while the west bank is an urban paradise for foreigners, pirates, mercenaries and criminals. It is full of fornication, drunkenness and murder, but it can Buy almost anything here.

Volantis was originally built on the east bank of the River Rhoyne. As the city rapidly expanded to the west bank, strong tides and unpredictable currents made crossing the river extremely difficult, and the consuls found it difficult to send slave soldiers across the river to maintain order.

The west coast gradually became a lawless world, so the consul Vahoratho the Generous ordered that a long bridge be built across the River Rhoyne.

The width of the river itself, as well as the currents and tides, make building a long bridge an epically difficult task.

It took Volantis over forty years and millions of money, and not even Archon Varhorathor lived long enough to see the bridge completed.

Finally, a miraculous long bridge was completed on the River Rhoyne, connecting the east and west districts of Volantis. It is the longest bridge in the world and one of the nine man-made wonders.

The governor of Volantis was finally able to successfully send slave soldiers across the river to maintain a semblance of order in the city on the west bank.

The ship carefully crossed the long bridge and slowly docked at the bustling east bank pier. The captain also thoughtfully called for an elephant carriage for the red-robed monk Ma Qiluo and others.

No Volantis of any standing would walk on foot, considering it beneath their dignity.

Although Volantis still seems prosperous, it is already in decline.

Statues and flower fountains that once could be seen everywhere are now only messy weeds on the roadside, dry pools without water, and the statues of the Tiger Party governors that were destroyed by rioters and the Elephant Party after the war are still scattered on the ground.

Of course, there is also the most prosperous building, which is the Temple of R'hllor.

Religion is a universal means of spiritual domination that humans have always used throughout the world, from ancient times to the present.

Poverty after losing wealth, hard-to-get rid of the current situation of misery, and the people at the bottom who cannot resist, support the sacred Temple of the King of Light.

The Temple of R'hllor in Volantis is a huge building, about three times the size of the Great Temple of Baelor in the King's Landing of Westeros. After all, before the temple was built, it was originally Volantis's temple. Grand square.

The architectural technology used in the temple is extremely exquisite. Its beams, steps, walls, vaults and towers connected by aerial corridors fit together perfectly, as if they were dug out of thin air on a huge rock.

Various colors such as red, gold, and orange bleed into each other on the walls of the temple to outline the clouds, creating a beautiful scene like the sunrise and sunset.

The slender spire is like a burning flame winding and spiraling up. The frozen flames on the spire are like mortals touching the realm of gods in the sky.

The followers of R'hllor love their fire, and the Lord of Light is their only true god.

They are always burning everything to welcome the morning sun, and believers are surrounding the red-robed monk who is preaching, crying constantly.

At this time, Benero, the supreme priest of the temple, was giving a speech. The large square was full of people, and everyone, including Magiro, was watching the supreme priest devoutly.

I saw Benero pointing to the red sun in the eastern sky with his finger, then shaking hands, and then opening his arms. His high note was impressive and unforgettable.

When the voice of his chanting prayers reached its highest point, flames suddenly spurted out from behind, and the crowd was startled.

Then the Supreme Priest shouted in a clear and unforgettable high voice:

"We mortals, living alone and dying alone, wandering in the valley at a loss, are lucky to have our compatriots gathered together to travel. Fortunately, God has blessed us."

"Compared with the horror, coldness, and darkness that is coming, your so-called war outside the city is just children's play. Ancient gods unknown to mortals are gathering power. The terrifying, evil and powerful dark power is difficult to contend with, unless the upright people Be able to muster the courage to express your faith in the flaming red heart.”

"See clearly the nature of the world, the truth surrounds you, everything is clear at a glance, the night is dark and everything is dangerous, the day is bright and prosperous, black and white, ice and fire."

At all this, the women cried and the men shook their clenched fists.