Chapter 12
Qohor, the free trade city-state of the continent of Essos, was once a colony of the Valyrian Empire. Because of its geographic location occupying the continent’s east-west trade route, it gained huge wealth. collapsed, and Kohor became an independent city-state, which is now ruled by the city's high nobles.

At dawn, the dawn tears the clothes of the night, and the noise stimulates the vitality of all things.

The great movement caused by the successive assembly of the Dothraki army naturally alarmed the Kohor spies who were watching closely, and they hurried back to the city of Kohor, which is more than 60 miles away from the Dosraki camp.

The Dothraki are coming!
This astonishing news shook the entire city of Kohor, and both ordinary people and high-ranking nobles were terrified. First, two Dothraki tribes fought in the undercurrent river outside the city, and then their envoys entered the Dothraki Nothing has been heard from the camp, and now the Dothraki are coming to Qohor.

In the city, followers of R'hllor, the Lord of Light, conspired to burn down the statue of the black goat. The chaos caused by it has not yet dissipated. The ordinary people gathered the suburban villages and towns and closed the city gates urgently, causing panic. The prophecy of the blood witch Bas Potter came again It has been circulated among the high-ranking nobles, and the nobles can't wait to abandon the city and flee, which can be said to be riddled with holes.

Moreover, Kohol City has not suffered from the flames of war for more than 400 years. The situation is urgent, but no one in the city knows how to deal with it. In desperation, the high-ranking nobles can only fully authorize the city defense to the commander of the garrison, Salo Kotter. This person does not have much quick wit, the only one is enough caution, so he made a quick decision under the guidance of Salo Kotter: stick to the city wall, stay behind closed doors, stabilize the hearts of the people in the city, and negotiate peace with the believers of R'hllor Stabilize the situation, and finally send someone to the city-state of Norvos for help.

Norvos is an ally of Qohor. When the free trade city Volantis sought to rebuild the Valyrian Empire, they teamed up to defeat Volantis in the Fireboat Battle of Dagger Lake and sent it to the upper reaches of the Lorne River. The power of the country was destroyed, and Norvos was the closest city-state to Qohor.

For the cautious Salo Kotter, he trusted the well-trained and forbidden Unsullied more than the comfort-loving, untrained Qohor natives and loyal servants that money could buy. Corps, so the emergency measures he took did not urgently replenish the army.

At noon, the sun was high overhead, scorching the stone walls, and there was not a breath of wind, and the air was stagnant.

Salo Kotter was also from a high-ranking nobleman, and he couldn't compare with the Unsullied who had undergone inhuman training. He only had to stand on the city wall for half an hour before he could enjoy a baptism of cold well water.

At this moment, there were slight ripples on the surface of the water in the copper basin, and in the hesitation, a stronger sense of vibration followed. The panicked Salo Kotter threw the facecloth back into the slave's arms, and ran back to the city wall, He lay down on the wall and looked out of the city.

The smoke and dust billowed, and amidst the roar of thunder, the Dothraki cavalry swept up like a violent storm, rolling up turbulent waves, overwhelming the sky and covering the sky. Salo Kotter was lying on the high city wall. At this moment, he actually felt Kohol City is a little low and small, it seems to be a grain of sand isolated on the coast, and it can't help murmuring:
"Black Goat, this is the real Dothraki Sea."

More than 3 Sraki warriors roared, their horses neighed, and the rolling sound waves passed through the clouds and went straight to the sky.

Meng Ge rode the fat and strong fiery red war horse and galloped all the way up the high slope outside the city. His long black braids fluttered behind his back, making many "jingle jingle" bells.

He looked at the densely covered black spiked helmets leaking from the city wall, and he knew that the Kohor people had been prepared for a long time, and the warrior under the spiked helmets was the famous Unsullied.

A Dothraki cavalryman, with the messenger Molly Hurt bound on horseback, ran towards the city of Qohor, stopped the horse outside the range of the bow and arrow, and threw the gag Moray Hurt off the horse , Immediately the Dothraki cavalry got off their horses, and under the watchful eyes of the guarding soldiers, they brutally cut off the limbs of the messenger, rode on their horses to show off their power, and then walked away.

Standing on the high slope, Mungo shook his head helplessly and sighed. Sure enough, he couldn't expect too much from the Dothraki's IQ. He looked like a maggot, unable to make any sound, and kept writhing on the ground Why can't Moray Hurt remove the linen covering his mouth? How can the enemy be deterred without screams and wails.

Fortunately, Morley Hurt was considered a person of status, and the two Unsullied slid down the city wall in a hanging basket, trying to bring him back to the city.

Old man Ofer took the opportunity to gallop outside the city, and shouted in Valyrian:
"This man's name is Morey Hurt, the masked priest of the Black Goat God, and the envoy sent by Qohor City to pay tribute to the camp of Khal Mongo. He told us that the blood witch Bas Potter used blood magic to obtain A prophecy, Khal Mongol will break through the city of Kohor with the help of the flames. At that time, the city will be full of corpses with their heads lost, and the followers of the black goat will scream helplessly in the flames. Khal Mongol Tell the people of Kehor to open the city and surrender, otherwise all the believers of the black goat will be slaughtered when the city is broken."

Facts have proved that the prudent strategy of the garrison commander Salo Kotter is very correct. The main force on the city wall is the Unsullied, and the morale of the army has not been shaken.

But the garrison commander's mood did not relax, he cast his cold eyes on his slave.

But when he saw the high-ranking Kohor officers of noble origin, their slaves, and the countless archers and conscripts who were in charge of transporting supplies, these people were also locals, so he had no choice but to give up. The calculation in my heart is that unless all these people are killed, the news will definitely not be hidden.

Meng Ge saw that there was no commotion on the city wall, so he knew that the strategy of attacking the heart was temporarily ineffective.

Then he raised his head and looked at the Unsullied who had already taken Morey Hurt into the hanging basket, estimated the distance, picked up the spear in his hand, and rode his war horse down the mound like an arrow from the string.

After a hundred steps, he raised his spear and threw it vigorously. The spear streaked across the sky like lightning, nailing an Unsullied to the city wall.

After a while, the city wall responded in a panic. The arrows shot sparsely seemed to be innocuous, hitting his skin and falling to the ground one after another, but the horse was not calm in the pain, but Meng Ge didn't dare to shoot again. The waves go down, who knows if the next shot aimed at him will be a giant crossbow.

"Khal Mongol."

"Khal Mongol."

The roaring Dothraki warriors all cast fiery gazes at him, shouting his name frantically.

Up to now, although the strategy of attacking the heart has been completed, it has not directly achieved the expected effect, so the rumors in the city can only be allowed to spread for a while.

Without siege equipment, more than 3 Sraki cavalry could only look at the city and sigh, showing off their power, retreating and camping, preparing to besiege the city.

(End of this chapter)

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