Game of Thrones Overlord Conquest

Bonoko's camp was crowded with people, most of whom were Dothraki, but there were also several beautiful female slaves from the Lazarin people to join in the fun. Bonoko sat on a high "throne" like a tribal leader and looked down on everyone.

On one side of him sat Jakoko, and on the other side was the rider Moch, who was responsible for commanding nearly ten thousand Roaring Warriors of Horse King Drogo in this pursuit mission.

"I don't know why Khal would fight against the horse that rides the world for the orders of Dosh Kalin?" A Dothraki stood up suddenly as if he was drunk. He even threw the silver wine set on the long table in dissatisfaction. He knocked over the ground, but did not forget to bend down to the bandits according to etiquette: "Kaa should have led us to the east to plunder the Lazarin people's wealth, destroy their towns, and capture slaves."

The pleasant atmosphere of the banquet was completely broken, and the hilarity around them stopped. The beautiful female slaves of the Lazarin people were frightened, and they all wanted to cover their ears to avoid it. The fine wine and food could no longer attract everyone's attention. After a while, they Only then did he raise his head from the astonishment on his face, and only then did he have the mood to look at the person who said the arrogant words.

"You're drunk." Jakoko slowly stood up from his high position, and "kindly" pushed the Dothraki who was venting his emotions through drunkenness to sit back in his seat: "Doshkarin naturally has their wisdom, and Kaa is also here to It proves his status and bravery, doesn’t it?”

"You are right." The Dothraki bent down to pick up the drinking utensils that had fallen to the ground, and said with an awkward smile: "However, I would rather give up the opportunity to add to this gorgeous record, as long as I can get it easily while alive. wealth."

At this time, in the high-ranking "throne", Bonokou was carefully looking at Mohe. He was not only an outstanding and brave man in the tribe, but also held the greatest authority in this army. He must not be underestimated.

When he saw Mohe's sharp eyes and his whole body exuding a dangerous aura that had experienced many battles, Bono quickly turned around and supported the other man's arm, showing a tired look and said:

"I think it's best for us not to deal with this matter now, at least not until the war with the enemy is over. Not only this warrior, but other warriors are also wondering, what kind of prophecy makes Doshkarin so aggressive, That’s why the invincible Khal Drogo gave up the slave wealth at his fingertips and came all the way from Lazar in the east.”

After hearing this, the angry flames suddenly burst out in Mohe's chest like charcoal fire, and he exhaled again, with an unnatural shadow faintly revealed in his eyes.

Then, Bono squinted his eyes and glanced at everyone, rubbed his face with his hands, and said:

"Since you have all heard the relevant news, go find a quiet corner to discuss it. This is my banquet, but I must remind you to at least put your own interests that are not worth mentioning aside first, and keep in mind the importance of Kao Oath, never forget that we are in a war, and Kaa needs the loyalty of all."

Soon after, the banquet finally ended in a solemn atmosphere. Jiaco and Mohe stood up and walked out of the tent, and everyone else followed behind them in silence.

The tent door curtain was opened, and the dawn light shone on Bono's body. At this time, there was no trace of fatigue on his face, and all he showed was wisdom and coldness.

Although his body is not as tall and strong as Drogo, he is very perfect. His fearless and radiant eyes are hidden under his thick eyebrows, making him look like a young king who has stepped out of the story.

It took quite a while for Bono to raise his head. Standing in front of him were two people who had walked in at some unknown time. One of them was Giacoco who had just left with a smile on his face.

The other man's beardless face was fat and white, with a bronze necklace with blood-red gems hanging around his neck. He was sent by Doshkarin, and he prostrated on the ground to beg for his life from Horse King Drogo at the source of the Valanna River. That eunuch.

"This banquet was a feast for both the guest and the host. Everyone saw Moch's attitude. He showed concern about the current situation and was extremely loyal to Drogo. Now you must tell us, what happened to Dosh Kalim?" What did you see in the prophecy? And all their plans?”

Bono stood up and walked forward, stood next to Giaco who remained silent, nodded to him in a friendly manner, then turned around and asked the eunuch with a dangerous smile.

Ever since the Drogo tribe divided their forces at the Valanna River, Bono and Jaco quietly took away the forgotten eunuch, and the three of them secretly colluded throughout the entire march.

However, the eunuch was once motivated by Doshkarim's plan, but now it has completely turned into his own hatred of Horse King Drogo, while Bono and Jaco were motivated by inexplicable reasons in their hearts, like weeds in the Dothraki Sea. The ambition for growth cannot be curbed.

The eunuch's fair face was obscured by the shadow of the backlight. He noticed the danger of the two people in front of him, held the ruby ​​​​on his chest tightly with both hands, lowered his voice, and replied softly in a bewitching tone:

"The Horse that Rides the World was simply an ancient Dothraki prophecy, about a future great conqueror, and all the Dothraki believed that this Khal would be the most powerful Khal of all time, and the Dosh Kalim had It was believed that Drogo, the son of Khal Barb, would become a horse that rides the world. But now this prophecy has been re-verified on a new Dothraki Khal. However, before the prophecy came true, the new Khal was about to die. In the hands of Drogo, Drogo may also die at any time. Perhaps battle, poison, magic, or even disease will take away his fragile life. So, who will be the next horse to ride the world? , Jacoka, could it be you? Maybe it could be Drogo's Karak, haha..."

Surrounded by the eunuch's hoarse laughter, the blood of Bono and Jaco continued to boil. They felt that there seemed to be gods in the dark that were always leading them towards the higher cloud tops.

"You mean the ancient prophecy is false? No, no, Doshkarin's interpretation was wrong? That's not right either." Bono's mind was completely disrupted. He paced back and forth, thinking over and over again, his eyes flashing without a trace. Calmly, he stopped, looked at the eunuch with suspicion, and asked:

"You know? After I heard so many rumors about prophecies, there is only one thing that I am really curious about. I want to know the answer. That is, if Doshkarin cannot interpret omens, how do they know , where is the new Kaa in this prophecy? Before this, we didn’t even know that the other party’s name was Mongo.”

The eunuch's laughter stopped suddenly. He didn't dare to look at Bonokou. Then, a sharp scimitar was placed on his neck. The biting coldness woke him up. He couldn't help but glance at him quickly. With a ferocious look on his face, he stretched out his hand and tried to slowly pull the blade. Seeing that the blade was motionless, he could only answer obediently:

"The Doshkarim did receive a true prophecy. They saw a huge Dothraki army attacking Qohor, and finally succeeded in washing away the shame of the Dothraki in the Battle of Qohor four hundred years ago. They Standing in front of them was a giant who was riding a red war horse and wearing stone armor. He was extremely tall and strong. They looked to the west and saw a storm forming in front of them. Roaring and rolling dark clouds, filled with boundless thunder and lightning, rode a red horse. The giants fought endlessly, but for some reason, they could not see his face, only the endless darkness and thick blood. They predicted that he would eventually become a horse riding the world. "

Bono slowly put down the scimitar in his hand, looked at Giaco with confusion on his face, and said:

"Drogo, he is not just riding a red horse, he is also a giant."

When the eunuch saw that the other party had withdrawn his sharp blade, the previous danger and nervousness also disappeared, and he laughed loudly and said:

"You should really interrogate the past of those prisoners, instead of just grabbing them and asking them where the army is? Where is Kaa? These questions they will never answer. I have talked with them, and Kaa Mengge is also riding The red war horse, his height makes him look like a real descendant of giants. Northeast of Vaes Dothraki is the lost kingdom of the stone giant Jagovin. Maybe the other party has the blood of the stone giant, and I heard the captives say it , Mongo’s skin is as hard as rock.”

Saying these words, the eunuch seemed to recall some scenes. His body trembled slightly, as if he was very frightened, but he still managed to keep his spirits up and added:

"No matter who wins, Mongo or Drogo, Doshkarim will not allow the prophecy of the horse riding the world to be born. They have contacted other khaos on the Dothraki sea to go to Vaes Dothraki. If you now If you leave, you can still catch up and become a real Kaa.”