Game of Thrones Overlord Conquest.
Chapter 28 Fool, Liar
Chapter 28 Fool, Liar
"How far away is the enemy and how many fighters do they have?"
In Saihorujiang's tent, a detailed sheepskin map hung in the center, and Meng Ge, who was sitting at the long table, asked.
In front of him, gathered the tribal officer Ofer, the bachelor Bas Potter, Kokosoro of Kas, and the red-robed monk Marquilo who returned to Volantis along the way.
"Khal, the enemy tribe has at least 5 Howling Dothraki warriors. However, they obviously experienced a battle not long ago. Thanks to the stallion that the honest boy found, it is just unknown whether the horse escaped in the battle or was killed. Intentionally released, in short, the enemy is very vigilant now, when the tribal patrol scouts are about to approach and investigate, they are immediately discovered, they are already rushing to the wasteland, at most one day, the tribe will enter the enemy's patrol range."
Mungo listened intently to Officer Ofer's intelligence summary, leaned over and explored carefully on the map.
Badlands is the area between the Kohor Forest and the source of the Sehoru River.
The Kohor forest is vast, and the timber that is about to be felled will be sold in the market in Sehoru Town. Due to the deforestation and the frequent burning, killing and looting of the Dothraki from the east, this area has been ravaged into wasteland .
After the Mungo tribe annexed the Kumokaao tribe, they had 4 Dothraki Roaring Warriors, and the skills of the warriors were not far behind.
However, they are relatively inferior in terms of numbers. From this perspective, judging the situation from the offensive and defensive situation is not good for one's own side.
Thinking of the calm eyes of the red-robed monk Maqiluo, he would have a feeling of being on his back.
He could clearly see the intentions of the followers of the Lord of Light. They were willing to help only because the tribe had the strength to dominate the Dothraki Sea.
Once he is afraid to avoid the war, or loses his strength in this war, then it is foreseeable that the followers of the King of Light will turn their backs.
This battle must be won, and it must not be a tragic victory. There is no need to pay for the outcome of a war. Loss must be kept to a minimum. The war he will fight in the future will be more than this once.
Mungo's hand kept moving on the map, and after a while, he stretched out his finger and accurately pointed at the mouth of the Lorne River.
"Volantis City, if they send troops to the north, once the battle starts, we will face the disadvantage of being flanked by front and back, and suffer a devastating blow."
Volantis is known as the "Eldest Daughter of Valyria", "Queen of the Lorne", and "Mistress of the Summer Sea", which proves that she has a long history and great strength.
This city was once the most populous and powerful city-state among the Free Trade Cities.
In the century of bloodshed, Volantis proclaimed himself the orthodox ruler of the world, but the war of conquest dragged him into the abyss of war, and he has yet to restore the grand occasion hundreds of years ago.
But Volantis still has a powerful naval fleet and a large guard army composed of slaves.
While observing the expressions of everyone, Meng Ge turned around and asked:
"Is there anyone who can analyze for me, Volantene's political attitude towards the Dothraki?"
"Dear Mongo Khal, please don't worry." The red-robed monk Maqiluo from the Volantis Temple stood up, bowed his head and saluted, and said calmly: "Volantis may be worried about Sehoru. The town is under attack, sending fleets to carry soldiers north, but not landing to fight."
Mungo pointed to Volantis on the map and asked:
"How many warships are there in their fleet?"
The red-robed monk Ma Qiluo was stunned for a moment, then he answered after deliberation:
"The Volantene fleet may number well over three hundred ships."
"What about the Army?"
"Over 1 tiger-robed troops, [-] cavalry, and elephants."
Meng Ge showed helplessness, sighed, and said:
"Volantis has such outstanding strength, but you told me that they will only send troops to protect themselves and will not attack."
Ma Qiluo has always maintained a calm attitude, and said in a light tone:
"In the arena, if a gladiator helps a tiger kill another tiger, he cannot preserve his life intact. Similarly, the Volantenes will not help a horse king to defeat another horse king. In doing so, The gain outweighs the loss."
After pondering for a moment, the red-robed monk looked at the contemplative crowd, and said again:
"You don't know the politics of Volantene. It is ruled by three consuls. There are elections every year. Every Volantene freeborn and landed has the right to vote. Candidates will fight for votes. Do anything but not harm the interests of the voters, or give voters a bad impression, such as attacking the Dothraki for no reason."
Seeing that Kao and everyone were listening sincerely, Maqiro continued:
"The consuls of Volantis are divided into the Tiger Party and the Elephant Party. The Tiger Party is the old nobles and warriors who advocate the desire to conquer the world by force. The Elephant Party are mostly merchants and moneylenders. They advocate the use of trade to conquer the world and shed blood. In the century, the Tiger Party was in power, but in the end their ambitions were excessively inflated and they failed miserably. Their control over Volantis politics was also greatly weakened, and their reputation plummeted. For years, the Elephant Party has been controlling the politics of Volantis, occupying at least two consul positions, and to send troops on expeditions or carry out any missions, the three consuls must reach a consensus."
"I agree with what Maqiro said." Officer Ofer seemed to understand Volantis' political logic, stood up and bowed and said: "Kayo, the consul needs votes, but the voters are tired of war. The Elephant Party advocates Anti-war can occupy the majority of seats, so Volantis will not participate in irrelevant wars."
"Dear Kaa, I have a different opinion." Bastard Bas Potter immediately stood up to object, and his eyes towards the red robe monk suddenly became extremely frivolous and pointed: "It's really unimaginable, the huge Westeros Only one king is needed, but little Volantis needs three."
Meng Ge understood instantly, and said to Ma Qiro with a serious expression:
"A king's mood is cloudy and uncertain, and the minds of the three rulers are even more difficult to fathom. Perhaps the appearance of the Dothraki will stimulate the Volantis. At this time, the political situation that has not changed for 300 years is very likely That might change."
The red-robed monk stared at the burning flame expressionlessly, as if he could glimpse the phantom of the future. After a long time, he answered:
"Dear Kaa, there is no need for you to think too deeply. The political system of Volantis is quite perfect. When one of the consuls has a special idea, the other two consuls will work together to limit his power until His tenure is over, if they do something crazy, the Volantenes will not sit back and watch this happen, they will execute these consuls without mercy."
Seeing that Mungo didn't seem to be moved, the red-robed monk Ma Qiluo glanced at the flame again, and then stepped forward to face Kayo, with a serious expression and said:
"Valantis, there are many believers in the Lord of Light. I can enter the city as your envoy, meet the supreme priest of the temple, Benello, and seek his help to explain the situation to the consul."
Mungo's eyes also looked at the flames, but R'hllor failed to find the right time to show him the vision of the future.
"Okay, let Ofer help you arrange horses and supplies, and set off as soon as possible."
Hearing Kayo's order, Maqiro nodded expressionlessly.
Then, under the guidance of the clerk, he withdrew from the tent.
Just the moment he turned around, Meng Ge could see a look of satisfaction in the eyes of the red-robed monk.
A moment later, the bachelor Bas Potter was furious, and said angrily:
"Liar, I knew it, he was a liar."
(End of this chapter)
"How far away is the enemy and how many fighters do they have?"
In Saihorujiang's tent, a detailed sheepskin map hung in the center, and Meng Ge, who was sitting at the long table, asked.
In front of him, gathered the tribal officer Ofer, the bachelor Bas Potter, Kokosoro of Kas, and the red-robed monk Marquilo who returned to Volantis along the way.
"Khal, the enemy tribe has at least 5 Howling Dothraki warriors. However, they obviously experienced a battle not long ago. Thanks to the stallion that the honest boy found, it is just unknown whether the horse escaped in the battle or was killed. Intentionally released, in short, the enemy is very vigilant now, when the tribal patrol scouts are about to approach and investigate, they are immediately discovered, they are already rushing to the wasteland, at most one day, the tribe will enter the enemy's patrol range."
Mungo listened intently to Officer Ofer's intelligence summary, leaned over and explored carefully on the map.
Badlands is the area between the Kohor Forest and the source of the Sehoru River.
The Kohor forest is vast, and the timber that is about to be felled will be sold in the market in Sehoru Town. Due to the deforestation and the frequent burning, killing and looting of the Dothraki from the east, this area has been ravaged into wasteland .
After the Mungo tribe annexed the Kumokaao tribe, they had 4 Dothraki Roaring Warriors, and the skills of the warriors were not far behind.
However, they are relatively inferior in terms of numbers. From this perspective, judging the situation from the offensive and defensive situation is not good for one's own side.
Thinking of the calm eyes of the red-robed monk Maqiluo, he would have a feeling of being on his back.
He could clearly see the intentions of the followers of the Lord of Light. They were willing to help only because the tribe had the strength to dominate the Dothraki Sea.
Once he is afraid to avoid the war, or loses his strength in this war, then it is foreseeable that the followers of the King of Light will turn their backs.
This battle must be won, and it must not be a tragic victory. There is no need to pay for the outcome of a war. Loss must be kept to a minimum. The war he will fight in the future will be more than this once.
Mungo's hand kept moving on the map, and after a while, he stretched out his finger and accurately pointed at the mouth of the Lorne River.
"Volantis City, if they send troops to the north, once the battle starts, we will face the disadvantage of being flanked by front and back, and suffer a devastating blow."
Volantis is known as the "Eldest Daughter of Valyria", "Queen of the Lorne", and "Mistress of the Summer Sea", which proves that she has a long history and great strength.
This city was once the most populous and powerful city-state among the Free Trade Cities.
In the century of bloodshed, Volantis proclaimed himself the orthodox ruler of the world, but the war of conquest dragged him into the abyss of war, and he has yet to restore the grand occasion hundreds of years ago.
But Volantis still has a powerful naval fleet and a large guard army composed of slaves.
While observing the expressions of everyone, Meng Ge turned around and asked:
"Is there anyone who can analyze for me, Volantene's political attitude towards the Dothraki?"
"Dear Mongo Khal, please don't worry." The red-robed monk Maqiluo from the Volantis Temple stood up, bowed his head and saluted, and said calmly: "Volantis may be worried about Sehoru. The town is under attack, sending fleets to carry soldiers north, but not landing to fight."
Mungo pointed to Volantis on the map and asked:
"How many warships are there in their fleet?"
The red-robed monk Ma Qiluo was stunned for a moment, then he answered after deliberation:
"The Volantene fleet may number well over three hundred ships."
"What about the Army?"
"Over 1 tiger-robed troops, [-] cavalry, and elephants."
Meng Ge showed helplessness, sighed, and said:
"Volantis has such outstanding strength, but you told me that they will only send troops to protect themselves and will not attack."
Ma Qiluo has always maintained a calm attitude, and said in a light tone:
"In the arena, if a gladiator helps a tiger kill another tiger, he cannot preserve his life intact. Similarly, the Volantenes will not help a horse king to defeat another horse king. In doing so, The gain outweighs the loss."
After pondering for a moment, the red-robed monk looked at the contemplative crowd, and said again:
"You don't know the politics of Volantene. It is ruled by three consuls. There are elections every year. Every Volantene freeborn and landed has the right to vote. Candidates will fight for votes. Do anything but not harm the interests of the voters, or give voters a bad impression, such as attacking the Dothraki for no reason."
Seeing that Kao and everyone were listening sincerely, Maqiro continued:
"The consuls of Volantis are divided into the Tiger Party and the Elephant Party. The Tiger Party is the old nobles and warriors who advocate the desire to conquer the world by force. The Elephant Party are mostly merchants and moneylenders. They advocate the use of trade to conquer the world and shed blood. In the century, the Tiger Party was in power, but in the end their ambitions were excessively inflated and they failed miserably. Their control over Volantis politics was also greatly weakened, and their reputation plummeted. For years, the Elephant Party has been controlling the politics of Volantis, occupying at least two consul positions, and to send troops on expeditions or carry out any missions, the three consuls must reach a consensus."
"I agree with what Maqiro said." Officer Ofer seemed to understand Volantis' political logic, stood up and bowed and said: "Kayo, the consul needs votes, but the voters are tired of war. The Elephant Party advocates Anti-war can occupy the majority of seats, so Volantis will not participate in irrelevant wars."
"Dear Kaa, I have a different opinion." Bastard Bas Potter immediately stood up to object, and his eyes towards the red robe monk suddenly became extremely frivolous and pointed: "It's really unimaginable, the huge Westeros Only one king is needed, but little Volantis needs three."
Meng Ge understood instantly, and said to Ma Qiro with a serious expression:
"A king's mood is cloudy and uncertain, and the minds of the three rulers are even more difficult to fathom. Perhaps the appearance of the Dothraki will stimulate the Volantis. At this time, the political situation that has not changed for 300 years is very likely That might change."
The red-robed monk stared at the burning flame expressionlessly, as if he could glimpse the phantom of the future. After a long time, he answered:
"Dear Kaa, there is no need for you to think too deeply. The political system of Volantis is quite perfect. When one of the consuls has a special idea, the other two consuls will work together to limit his power until His tenure is over, if they do something crazy, the Volantenes will not sit back and watch this happen, they will execute these consuls without mercy."
Seeing that Mungo didn't seem to be moved, the red-robed monk Ma Qiluo glanced at the flame again, and then stepped forward to face Kayo, with a serious expression and said:
"Valantis, there are many believers in the Lord of Light. I can enter the city as your envoy, meet the supreme priest of the temple, Benello, and seek his help to explain the situation to the consul."
Mungo's eyes also looked at the flames, but R'hllor failed to find the right time to show him the vision of the future.
"Okay, let Ofer help you arrange horses and supplies, and set off as soon as possible."
Hearing Kayo's order, Maqiro nodded expressionlessly.
Then, under the guidance of the clerk, he withdrew from the tent.
Just the moment he turned around, Meng Ge could see a look of satisfaction in the eyes of the red-robed monk.
A moment later, the bachelor Bas Potter was furious, and said angrily:
"Liar, I knew it, he was a liar."
(End of this chapter)
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