Game of Thrones Overlord Conquest.

Chapter 17
Facing the harsh situation of abandonment, no support, and being pinched by both wings, the Unsullied did not collapse, gave up resistance, and raised their hands in surrender.

It's a pity that there were not many Unsullied who stayed in the outer city and were responsible for restraining the Dothraki, and the battle didn't last long.

"What to do with these Kohors?"

Empty the archery tower on the city wall, Kosoro saw the Kohor archers and conscripts who had already kneeled and surrendered, and didn't know how to deal with it.

Mongo's answer was extremely firm and cold:

"After collecting their weapons and armor, cut off all their hands and put them back to report to the people of Quhor."

Kosoro leaned over to take the order, and of course he would not question Kayo's intentions in doing so.

The Dothraki have no time to manage the captives, and if the Kohors can choose to surrender, it means that they still have hope of survival, so they can't let the opponent completely despair, and the soldiers who cut off their hands will definitely not participate in the battle again. And the Kohor people had to send someone to take care of these wounded soldiers.

When the Dothraki attacked the inner city, they faced fewer enemies and more scattered attacks.

"Kosoro, open the city gate and let more troops enter the city." Meng Ge stood on the watchtower and looked into the city, pointing his blood-red scimitar at the sparkling lake in the city, and said, "I want you to walk along the corridor of the city wall." , led the troops to seize the water gate, and no ships could be released from the city."

Kohol City is a group city with a diameter of less than three kilometers, which is divided into two rings from the inside to the outside: the inner city and the outer city.

The inner city is home to the magnificent courtyards of high-ranking nobles and tall, magnificent and luxurious unknown dome buildings, while the outer city is neatly organized ordinary residences and merchant markets.

Both the inner city and the outer city have city walls more than seven meters high. Four main roads lead to the center of Tuancheng, crossing at the central square of the city like a hub of heaven.

Among them, what is more conspicuous and unique in the city is that there is a huge artificially dug lake in the southwest, and some merchant ships are docked on the pier. The waters are connected with the Qin River outside the city and spread to the inner city.

There are several water gates on the walls of the inner and outer cities. If the water gates in the outer city cannot be taken down first, the high-ranking nobles can take their property and escape from Kehor City by boat at any time.

When Mungo, who was covered in blood, walked out of the watchtower, the roaring Dothraki warriors standing on the city wall burst into cheers.

They knew that it was under the leadership of this young Kayo that they could achieve great victories with few casualties.

After a lapse of 400 years, the Dothraki invaded the city of Qohor, which once made them fall into the sand.

Mungo looked up and saw that the Dothraki looked excited and hot, and his beastly eyes were full of plundering desire.

He immediately raised the scimitar in his hand, stepped forward, and shouted:
"Quiet."

The Dothraki were silent.

Khal Mungo is the strongest and fiercest warrior in the tribe, and he has already proved himself with a lot of bravery.

Meng Ge looked around them, and roared with a serious expression:

"Look at the roadblocks piled up in the city, and the still-standing walls of the inner city. Could it be that now is the time to reap the spoils?"

His fingers pointed at all the Dothraki, and his voice was as hard as iron:
"You, all of you, must obey my decision and wait for my instructions. I repeat, if anyone questions my decision or my authority, I will cut off his head with my own hands to eliminate all doubts."

It is quite normal for a nomadic people, especially a nomadic people that is still in a rising state, to wage wars, expand their land, plunder livestock, slaves and wealth to supplement themselves.

The Dothraki are synonymous with barbarians in the continent of Essos, and even in the whole world. There is no trace of civilization, and it is a traditional habit to massacre cities and clans.

But it is extremely unwise to massacre the civilians in Kohor, loot their property, and burn their houses.

If the Dothraki who have not yet gained a firm foothold in the city arouse the fierce resistance of nearly [-] residents in the city, the blood of the tribe may be shed here today, and the elite of the tribe will also perish in the city.

Mungo's words made the Dothraki succumb, and he stopped being agitated. Then he said again with strong words:
"Which of you has endured more fatigue and pain than me, and whose honor has been more recognized by the gods than me. It is I who lead you so that you can win. In battle, it is I who tear the enemy apart. The tightest formation, the most enemies killed, how many enemies I have suffered, everything is under your gaze, all under the gaze of the sky, this is all for your honor, for your wealth, don’t I The spoils of war were not distributed to you, and the fruits of victory were not given to you to share."

Seeing that the Dothraki's attention was drawn to him, Mungo said in a clear voice:
"Taking the inner city, the wealth and treasures of Kehor City will all belong to you sooner or later."

After hearing Kayo's promise, the Dothraki cheered thunderously, and the sky was filled with excitement, and they became frenzied and restless again.

The inner city wall of Kohor is completely made of stone, and the wall is about eight meters high. Compared with the outer city wall, it looks not only that the flags are brightly colored, the bricks and stones are neat and gorgeous, but also stronger and thicker.

At the foot of the city wall, there are row upon row of houses. The Kohor garrison did not demolish and burn these houses, and it is unknown whether this will make it more difficult for the besiegers.

Since the sirens of the enemy attack spread throughout the city, the residents of Cohor City hid in their homes one after another, praying to the gods tremblingly, and the brave ones would stare at the shrinking pupils and look out through the gaps in the doors and windows. Listen to the situation.

Seeing that the Dothraki did not plunder and massacre after entering the city, their nervousness and panic calmed down a little, and they began to destroy the statues of the black goats, cursing the soldiers and high-ranking nobles hiding in the inner city.

The few people who wandered the streets and alleys were also homeless beggars and drunks, always ready to take advantage of the fire and loot when there was a riot in the city.

When these people really encountered the menacing Dothraki cavalry, they all liked to seize the position of the future spear forest.

"Khal Mongo of the Dothraki Sea, the followers of the Lord of Light salute you."

In the empty alley, the sudden sound made the Dothraki people full of vigilance.

The person who came gradually appeared, about seven feet tall, with a red hood on his head, and his whole body, including his belly as round as a pebble, was shrouded in a red robe.

"The red priest of R'hllor."

"Red Priests" are priest-like characters among followers of R'hllor, so called because they often wear loose scarlet robes.

The Dothraki cavalry rode forward and surrounded the red-robed monks.

While Meng Ge revealed the identity of the person, he also clenched the handle of the knife in his hand.

In times of war, the enemy and the enemy are unknown, and some vigilance is essential.

The red-robed monk slowly stretched out his arms and opened his palms, indicating that he had given up resistance and was not carrying a weapon.

Accompanied by the Dothraki cavalry holding a scimitar, the red hood was lifted off, revealing his pitch-black complexion, the bone-white beard and hair winding out like the fur of a wild lion, and the scarlet flame tattoos all over his cheeks and forehead.

"Volantene, slave of R'hllor."

Mungo cannot be said to be a person who loves to read. Of course, there are no books to read now, but in the past, he has often heard about the history, beliefs and geographical customs of the continent of Essos.

The red-robed monk in front of him, with the prominent flame tattoos on his cheeks and forehead, can be determined to be from the Temple of Rhelor in Volantis.

Only the Volantenes are still proud of being descendants of Valyria, and generally retain the tradition of tattooing, and only they will tattoo the slaves to distinguish the purpose and identity of the slaves.

Although the believers of R'hllor think that everyone is a servant or slave of R'hllor, in fact, that kind of "slave of R'hllor" is just one of the many titles as a believer.

And the Temple of Lahllor in Volantis is the largest in the world. The temple will buy slave children and raise them to become monks, or warriors. He is truly called the slave of R'hllor.

The tattooed red-robed monk bent over and saluted, and said devoutly:
"Dear Kayo, I am the servant of the Lord of Light, Maqiro."

(End of this chapter)