Game of Thrones Overlord Conquest

Chapter 98 Eastern Grassland

The Silver Sea is a huge inland sea north of Essos and the origin of the Sarne River. Due to the weaker rainfall every year, it has gradually shrunk into three large lakes on the steppe.

A bright moon was once again held up in the sky by the distant mountains, and its light as clear as water fell on the earth. It was like a giant eye that never tired, overlooking everything in the world.

The camp of the Mongo tribe, illuminated by the moonlight, stretches for hundreds of miles, straddling the ruins of the two cities of Weiss Lekoser and Weiss Asgiha Kali in the Great Lakes Basin.

This place is rich in water and grass, making it very suitable for large armies to be stationed. Not only that, a large number of patrolling cavalry will follow a northward river to Fang Bay.

To the west of the bay is a peninsula surrounded by sea on three sides, where is the Kingdom of Ober. The king of this small country donated a lot of grain to Mongo in order to protect himself, and the main task of these Dothraki cavalry is to protect the grain road.

Other scouts went east, searching the Great Lakes Basin until near Vaes Dothraki.

This is the only route for Doshkarin to send troops from the Holy City without terrain obstruction. Whether he goes south or crosses the Notre Dame Mountain and uses roundabout tactics, he must eventually cross the Sarn River in order to raid the rear and rear of the camp. Two wings.

Meng Ge annexed the tribes of the other two horse kings here. The entire tribe has a population of more than 300,000. All tribes formed strongholds for defense, which was enough to deal with more enemy attacks.

At this time, unless the gods suddenly sent a great flood and caused the three lakes to reunite into the Silver Sea, he would have already occupied an invincible position.

Ofer and Bas Potter are now the bodyguards of Khal's Bloodriders, but everyone still likes to call them stewards and maesters.

Since their arrival, the two of them have often discussed the dangers they will encounter in the future, and have searched and read some legends and ancient maps about Vaes Dothraki in Mongo's camp. The precious information brought out by Kohol.

Sometimes, Meng Ge would be with them, but most of the time he believed in their talents and spent his time training soldiers.

In the past few days, Qianhu, the central army of the Kaa Blood Alliance Guards, put on armor during the army drill. They swept through the other Qianhu with an unrivaled attitude.

Immediately afterwards, a big discussion about wearing armor is not an act of cowardice, and defeat is incompetence, started under the guidance of Kaa.

This morning, Meng Ge summoned all the leaders of the Hundred and Thousand Households. The Blood Guards brought some big boxes. He ordered all the Thousand Households to wear armor during the war, and at the same time, he rewarded the remaining armors to brave warriors. Hundreds of households are in charge.

Since then, wearing armor is no longer a cowardly act in the minds of Meng Ge's tribe.

In fact, those warriors who have experienced hundreds of battles are the most receptive. No one understands better than them the value of a set of armor that has both protection and flexibility.

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Vaes Dothraki, with the return of all the tribes, has already become chaotic, full of drunken and troublesome tribes.

Doshikarim once predicted that such a day would come, so the holy city must be prepared to welcome all children.

But at this moment, the old women just wanted to drive all these Dothraki out.

All the buildings in the Holy City were built by slaves captured by the Dothraki from elsewhere. There are only a few straw woven mansions as big as castles, crumbling wooden towers, and wooden temples with open roofs facing the sky. There are carved stone tents and marble stepped pyramids.

Under the scorching sun of the long summer, these weather-beaten buildings have turned into flammable materials. A small drunken riot can cause a fire that is enough to burn down half of the city.

And horse kings have spent all their energy just dealing with these constant disputes every day.

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The night was dark, and in a corner of the Holy City, a group of people were walking slowly on a remote path. Compared to the wide streets, the place seemed very desolate and lifeless.

However, they hope to avoid many unfriendly eyes by taking this less traveled road. Mongo's spies will not be seen in this empty urban area, because except for the old woman in Doshkarin, outsiders are almost completely unaware of this place.

The man walking in the center of the team wore a hood. From his clothes and exposed skin color, it could be seen that this man was also a Dothraki. He was surrounded by two rows of guard cavalry with sharp eyes.

Although these cavalrymen showed great importance to the hooded man, whether they were walking or staying, they would control him regardless of his wishes.

Silver stars streaked across the inky sky one after another. Under the guidance of the cavalry, they came to a palace built of wood.

When a gust of wind blew from the north, the man surrounded in the middle slowly took off his hood, revealing a face that resembled dry grass. It could still be vaguely seen that he was the former Bono under the command of Horse King Drogo. Kou.

Bono didn't want to recall carefully what he had experienced in the past few days since he returned to the Holy City. Those things had become as blurry as waking up from a nightmare.

At first, it was fortunate for him. Although he had been locked in the darkness and shouted until his voice became hoarse, he at least survived from the hands of the enemy.

However, as time passed slowly, even when he was not seeing the scorching sun, he felt as if he was living in magma, or sleeping in a thorn bush.

Every morning at dawn, he would be awakened by the guards and eat a cold, stale meal as usual. In the afternoon, someone would ask him the same questions countless times. In the process, he bit his nails hard.

Bono threw away the hood in his hand and let the wind blow over his body. It seemed that he had returned to this world again. He raised his head and looked at the hall in front of him.

The pale moonlight cast a deep black shadow on the huge building. Many pillars seemed to have been carved by human hands, but they still looked extremely resentful.

He did not ask the guards around him where he was. His eyes were red as if stained with blood, and he walked up the steps step by step.

In the dimly lit hall, the old women of Doshi Kalim were gathered there, and several other horse kings also followed in line. Bono noticed the leader Ogo Khal and the elderly Mosuo Khal.

A young priestess stood up from the corner, walked to Bono's side, and introduced to everyone:

"Everyone, this is Bono, the son of Dahab. He risked his life and returned to the Holy City with an urgent mission to bring us information about Mungo."

Before Bono heard the priestess introduce himself, he directly used his father's name, without saying that he was a khor under Drogo.

This means that Dosh Khaleen admitted that after Drogo's death, he changed from a khor to a new khal, but can a khal with only a name but no followers still be considered a real khal?

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