Game of Thrones Overlord Conquest.

Chapter 30 Hunting, Horse Training

The evening sun spurts like blood, full of enthusiasm, touching the rolling distant mountains, and the sparse wind passing by the dark green grassland.

The air is still filled with scorching heat, which makes it almost impossible to breathe.

In the middle of the endless marching camp, a few angry-looking Dothraki gathered around the campfire.

"Even the mightiest of khals need to obey the wisdom and authority of the dosh khalim."

The eunuch murmured to emphasize the supreme glory and status of Doshi Kalin. His red and bloody hands kept smearing all over the horse's body, and the blood outlined mysterious and complex words and symbols.

Immediately, the crimson flames swung around with the wind as if they had gone crazy, devouring everything unscrupulously.

In the end, the mourning and mourning came to an end, and a cruel and weird sacrifice was successfully completed.

"Eunuch."

The Dothraki were furious, scorning and cursing the eunuch who served the dosh khalin.

"Tell me the result." The leading fierce man's voice was rough and direct, and his eyes were filled with determined killing intent.

He was Drogo the Horselord, a mighty Dothraki khal who led the largest tribe in the Dothraki seas.

There were more than 4 fighters under his command, and he was invincible, but under the guidance of the eunuch sent by Doshi Kalin, he annexed other tribes again to strengthen his strength.

Drogo was a tall, stocky man, with the typical Dothraki bronze complexion, black hair, and a long beard, and fierce black eyes that gleamed fiercely under thick, sharp arched eyebrows.

The most eye-catching thing is his braid that is full of bells and can hang down to his thigh.

That means his braids have never been cut once, and Drogo has never lost a fight.

"Dear Khal Drogo, please head southwest as soon as possible to find your prey," the eunuch urged.

Drogo didn't know why the dosh khalin wanted to kill the great conqueror in the ancient prophecy of the Dothraki, but the khal must recognize the status of the dosh khalin and respect the prophet who predicted the future and interpreted the omens for the Dothraki.

Of course, more importantly, he always wants to fight against the strong.

Conquer the legendary steed who rides the world and he will become the most powerful khal the Dothraki have ever seen.

"Have you ever observed how wolves hunt, and how we Dothraki tame wild horses?"

The source of Saihelu River.

Everyone looked at Mungo with puzzled expressions, and was deeply surprised that Kao suddenly talked about such irrelevant things as hunting and horse training at such a critical juncture, which sounded like it had nothing to do with war.

Meng Ge flexibly fiddled with the bronze dagger in his hand, his fingers were like a pack of spiritual wolves walking in cruel and dangerous situations, and a wild horse jumping tirelessly.

He ignored the surprised and puzzled gazes cast by everyone, and continued:

"When wolves hunt, they are like leading troops to fight. They are intelligent and tenacious, and they regard death as home. The most important thing is that their tactics are changeable, scouting, luring, disturbing, and encircling. They act calmly and patiently, and never attack blindly. Training horses We Dothraki are good at things, but we never use the whip rudely to make the rebellious and fierce horses obey. Without letting go of the mane, the wild horse continued to have fun, running in circles, and finally the wild horse gave in and obediently carried its owner back to the camp."

Although Kosoro looked calm, he suddenly turned sideways to observe the map hanging in the center of the camp, as if his heart was touched, and then he said:

"Hills, valleys."

Kosoro's words once again made others seem to be in a cloud of mist, and they still couldn't figure out what it meant.

At this time, Officer Ofer's eyes were shining brightly:

"Is it the river valley we hunted before? It is indeed a good place to hide the army, and it is also suitable for the cavalry to charge from the heights."

Immediately without waiting for anyone to respond, he lightly stroked the sheepskin map and said with a smile:
"Luring, disturbing, and surrounding the enemy like a pack of wolves hunting, or like taming wild horses, leading the enemy around and making them lose their will and submit."

Seeing that the other people had suddenly realized and agreed in unison, Bachelor Bas Potter also nodded thoughtfully, but did not participate in the discussion.

Meng Ge looked at the map quietly, and suddenly smiled:
"I am familiar with the Dothraki's combat methods. They are powerful and attack like the wind, but their shortcomings are also more obvious. The tactics are single, unreserved, and without continuity. Once they encounter an opponent that is difficult to overcome, they will become impatient. The enemy The necessary conditions for defeat in the war have been met, so please don’t worry, the gods will tie the defeat to the enemy’s braids, and we will be able to win in a short time.”

His words made the atmosphere in the tent more relaxed. Even if the morale was high, everyone would inevitably feel nervous when the battle was imminent.

Meng Ge didn't procrastinate any longer, the dagger in his hand pointed at the parchment map, his expression was serious, his tone faltered, and he said:
"The tribe will go south overnight to the source of the upper reaches of the Varanna River, and then we will divide our forces here. Officer and bachelor, I want you two to lead 1 Howling Warriors to protect the tribe going west. The Varanna River and the At the confluence of the Lorne River, there is a ruined city named Sa Mer, where a large swamp has been eroded by the river. You will distribute weapons to the women, old people, and children in the tribe. You will rely on the ruins of the city here , Build camps, defensive facilities, and defend. It is not easy for the enemy's cavalry to charge in the swamp. You just need to resist the enemy's charge, reduce the loss of the tribe, and wait for the large army to return."

Afterwards, Meng Ge moved the dagger in his hand down the map and continued:

"Kosoro, you and I will lead 3 Dothraki Roaring Warriors, bypass the Varana River, continue southward, approach Volantis, and force all Volantene troops to withdraw to the city. After that, I will Continue to guard under the city of Volantis, and you need to continue to lead 1 Dothraki roaring warriors to find the right time to turn around, along the coast of the Summer Sea, take the Valyrian Avenue eastward, until you encounter the inflowing sigh The river from the sea, and then along the west bank of the river to the mountains, set up an ambush in the valley where we used to hunt."

The mouth kept narrating orders, and Mungo was also thinking about it in his mind.

After a while, he patted the map and said:

"Kosoro, I can no longer give you any more orders. All of this requires us to send cavalry to each other and maintain uninterrupted communication. However, the situation of war is not static, but full of changes. If you encounter If the message is interrupted, you need to remain calm and patient, and display a keen sense of war. If all goes well, I can hide from the enemy's sight, and we can surround and annihilate the opponent's large troops in a wide and flat river valley. If we drive away the enemy, we will all continue to march northward along the valley, attack the enemy's rear, and rescue the tribes who are standing in the swamp and waiting for help."

Afterwards, Meng Ge looked at the officer and the bachelor solemnly, and said in a gentle tone:

"The tribe's 3 Thraki cavalry approached Volantis, giving you time to build fortifications. When we retreat, the enemy's chasing cavalry will continue to approach Volantis, acting as a deterrent instead of us. It is enough for the Volantenes to stay behind the city wall and keep you safe, but there is only one thing, I am not sure whether the enemy will divide their troops or attack your camp with all their strength, please stand by and wait for reinforcements."

Hearing Kayo's earnest entrustment, Officer Ofer and Bachelor Bas Potter did not speak, and nodded solemnly like knights who kept their oaths upright.

(End of this chapter)