Game of Thrones Overlord Conquest.

Chapter 27 Mare, Stallion, War
A Dothraki tribe haunts the source of the Sehoru, and their cavalry move south along the east bank of the Lorne.

After the news spread, it was clear that fear was invading the town of Sehoru, and people outside the town fled their homes.

River galleys full of slave soldiers explored back and forth along the waterway. They were the tiger-robed soldiers of Volantis, with green tiger stripes tattooed on their cheeks, wearing tiger helmets, and holding spears. Under the sunlight, the diamond claws protruding from the gauntlet Flickering.

The town of Sehoru is under the jurisdiction of Volantis. It is located at the confluence of the Sehoru River and the Lorne River. To the northwest of Volantis City, it is a town with sandstone walls and towers. It's still counted as a town rather than a city.

Its location on the east bank of the Lorne made it more vulnerable to raids and plunder by Dothraki tribes than any other town under Volantene control.

The town of Sehoru reacted strongly, but the Dothraki tribe showed no interest in them.

"They are obviously afraid of us. The town of Sehoru is not worth mentioning. If I were to command the army, I would send troops to attack the town of Sehoru to attract reinforcements from the Volantis. Attack the city of Volantis."

In the Dothraki tribe's camp, a military meeting for a simulated attack on Volantis caused heated discussions.

Kosoro, who was taciturn, was also asked by Mungo to attend the meeting. His last expressionless and targeted speech made the camp fall into a wordless silence.

Bachelor Bas Potter didn't know much about Kosoro, and his silence stemmed from his inner shame, judging people by their appearance, and simply classified him as a loyal guard.

Officer Ofo's expression was full of surprise. After all, he was almost killed by this person because of a disagreement. His impression of Kosoro was still that of a reckless man and a fanatical admirer of Kayo.

Meng Ge was extremely happy in his heart, smiling all over his face, and then slapped the table excitedly, saying:

"My most loyal warrior, you are capable enough to serve as an army commander and stand alone."

Kosoro is an alexithymia and is not good at expressing his emotions. He is like a shadow silently hiding behind Kayo, but he has been able to complete all tasks accurately.

When Mungo led [-] cavalry to detour the Undercurrent River, Kosoro alone led tens of thousands of troops and followed the Kumokao tribe, crossing the Kehor Forest without any danger.

After receiving Ofer's summons, he led 1 Dothraki cavalry to march west quickly, and appeared on the east bank of the Undercurrent River on time, successfully completing the strategy of outflanking the two wings.

Looking at the short Dothraki who was still expressionless, Mungo decided in his heart to give Kosoro a chance to lead the army alone.

At this moment, the guard outside the tent opened the tent and said:

"Khal, there are people who stole other people's horses and need your judgment."

Horses are the most important property of the Dothraki people. They regard horses as even higher than people. If someone rides a pregnant mare, they will be punished with fifty whips. Stealing and robbing horses will even bear death Even such a ruling must be personally decided and implemented by the clan khal or the kau of the kath where the tribe is located.

Meng Ge led the crowd out of the tent with the guards, and saw a group of unsightly roaring warriors laughing happily.

Two samurai guarded a frowning Dothraki woman with her mouth slightly open, her hands dishonest.

The rest of the samurai stood by, laughing at a boy who was barely taller than a horse, tugging at the reins of the kicking stallion with all his strength.

Seeing Kayo walk out of the camp, the roaring warriors changed their postures one after another, with solemn expressions.

"This horse does not belong to..."

The guard just said half a sentence, the Dothraki woman frantically got rid of her restraints, hurriedly pulled the sweaty child, bowed her head and hurriedly explained:

"Dear Kaa, my husband was loyal to your call, he was eager to follow you to fight, but he failed to die bravely on the battlefield, died in the forest of Qohor, with no bones left, this horse really It wasn't stolen by his son, it came back with our family mare."

The woman's words made Mungo's heart as hard as a stone tremble. It would be an honor for a Dothraki man to die in battle.

But this kind of death at the mouth of wild beasts during the march would not be praised by ordinary soldiers.

No bones left means that they have not undergone the traditional tribal cremation, which is the most taboo curse of the Dothraki.

The atmosphere outside the tent became extremely solemn, Mungo barely said a word, and walked forward, ready to try to appease the horses that were neighing wildly.

He watched the kid struggle to control the kicking stallion, apparently a trained horse that only knew its owner.

Mungo has no experience in taming horses among Dothrakis at all, and the treasure riding rein can control any riding creature.

But he is quite angry now, and he just wants to choose the simple and rude way.

He rushed up and hugged the horse's neck, dragging it easily to the roaring warriors.

"You damned cowards, before I pronounced the sentence, they were just ordinary Dothraki mothers and children. Her husband once fought with you. Could it be that his father died alone in the rout."

boom--

With a loud noise, the stallion fell to the ground with its hooves in the air.

Meng Ge was full of explosive power, and angrily gave the lustful and disobedient stallion a heavy hug.

Immediately, he stood up angrily, his fierce eyes were like thorns and flames, shining with a sharp light.

Sweeping across the roaring warriors again, there was no forgiving expression on their faces, as if they wanted to keep all the faces of these people in their hearts.

"The next battle, when the horn sounds, I want to see all of you charge forward, otherwise I should really cut off your dirty heads. Now, get out of my camp immediately."

Kayo's eyes made the howling warriors shudder. These Dothraki felt as if they were being targeted by a blood-licking dragon with cold fangs spreading out, and they retreated hastily in fear of avoiding it.

Suddenly, Meng Ge's face sank like water, his brows were furrowed, and he couldn't help himself. He sniffed slightly with his nostrils. His extraordinary sense of smell seemed to smell something that shouldn't be there.

Looking down, the exposed bronze skin seemed to be stained with a dark red paint.

He stretched out his hands and rubbed vigorously on the back of the stallion that had climbed up obediently, and then looked at the dark red stains on his palms, as well as the increasingly strong smell, his face became serious.

"Have you ever cleaned the horse?"

Seeing Kao's serious face, the others also surrounded him.

The Dothraki woman hurriedly pulled the child to stand up, and eagerly replied:

"When the kid saw the stallion, it was covered in mud, and he cleaned it by the river, but he didn't want to take it for himself. We took the initiative to confess the origin of the horse to the Roaring Warriors."

Mungo observed the saddle marks left on the horse's back, and then nodded, indicating that he understood. After all, the Dothraki love horses more than life, and they will not let the horses be dirty and sit idly by.

"I declare you innocent, Kosoro, immediately send someone to take them back to get the saddle back, Ofer, count our patrol scouts and see if anyone has not returned."

Officer Ofer quickly carried out Kayo's order. Although it is impossible for scouts to disappear, such key issues still need to be confirmed again before they can rest assured.

When she heard the verdict of innocence, the Dothraki woman heaved a long sigh of relief. When she saw the dignified tribal leader, she didn't speak too much. Solo leaves the tent.

Looking at the women and children going away, Mungo made up his mind to complete the unification as soon as possible, reform and establish a perfect and civilized system, and completely reverse the social concepts of the Dothraki.

At this time, the bachelor Bas Potter looked at the stallion and asked:
"Khal, does this horse not belong to the tribe?"

Meng Ge's face was dignified, his tone was as calm as water, and he replied with a relaxed smile:
"Bachelor, the gods are always on my side. With luck, war is coming."

The dark red on the horse's back was not fuel, but dried blood full of rust.

It's just that his heart is not as calm and composed as it looks on his expression.

This time, it is very likely that they encountered an opponent of comparable strength.

(End of this chapter)