Chapter 40
The wives of the dead khals will become permanent residents of Vaes Dothraki.

And the Dosh Kalin, the prophet organization formed by them, will jointly manage the vast Dothraki Sea with other Kaal.

The dosh khalim would devote the rest of their life's wisdom to the Dothraki, predicting the future and reading omens.

But every khal who has proven himself in many feats of valor, and who can ride on horseback, is not weak.

According to the ancient tradition of the horse king, they must respect the status of Dosh Kalin, but it does not mean that they need to listen to the eunuch who serves the old woman of Dosh Kalin.

And Drogo is the most powerful khal in the Dothraki Sea, and he doesn't want to waste any more words with the eunuch.

He took out the dagger wrapped around the golden belt, leaned over and handed it out:

"Doshi Kalin can choose any one from the spoils of war. I gave them this gift to thank them for their achievements. As for you, I will also give you a gift to give you the glory you deserve, no Will leave your corpse to rot in the wilderness."

The supreme glory and status enjoyed by the old women made the eunuchs who served them forget the taste of fear.

Facing the sharp blade handed out by Kao, the fear was reborn in the eunuch's emotions, lack of food and clothing, and the slave's nightmare of fear all day long resurfaced again, his trembling body prostrated on the ground.

Facing the afterglow of the setting sun, Drogo looked around at the Dothraki people around, saw the respect in their eyes, put the dagger back into his belt, and swung his whip vigorously:
"Go south and march."

The living conditions of the Dothraki are highly consistent with the way of warfare. In a military sense, this gives them extremely powerful military power, that is, mobility.

Braids that fall down to the legs, with numerous bells hanging in between.

It means that Drogo has defeated countless enemies and fought one victory after another. He knows the tactics of the Dothraki well.

The most important thing is to be fast and clearly judge the enemy's retreat direction.

Relying on the high mobility advantage of the light cavalry, they can quickly attack from a long distance and make the opponent panic.

Then fear will be more terrible than blade.

The wild Dothraki cavalry turned into two long snakes at the source of the Varana River and marched separately.

Khal Drogo led the main force, and went south to Volantis, and the other, led by Ponoko and Jacoko, pursued westward.

The evening clouds drifted past, the smoke cleared over the wetlands and swamps, and the light of the moon and stars washed the night.

Wearing a painted leather vest and showing his bronzed chest, Mungo walked among the ruins of Sa Meer where the bonfire was brightly lit.

He told the craftsmen who were in charge of building the fortifications, and patiently appease the anxiety of the subordinates.

After a long period of cleaning, looking around, the ruins of Sa Meer are still full of decay and dilapidation.

The beautiful city that used to have pink buildings has long since fallen into the quagmire.

The mossy turquoise masonry hides the black traces of the fire, and everything under it was destroyed in the sudden war.

But with the arrival of the troops led by Ofer, the ruins are full of life.

Sa Meer took off her gorgeous coat and cleaned up the traces of yesterday. Even if it was a corroded and collapsed city wall, it would definitely be able to delay the enemy's attack, resist sharp arrows, and continue to protect the safety of the successor.

After rounding the whole camp, Mungo halted at what had been the gates of the city, and his army was still quartered in Volantis, awaiting the last order to cross the river.

Looking back at the eastern sky, the stars are shining brightly, that is the galloping flame steed in the sky, the souls of the Dothraki warriors.

Immediately, he got on his horse and took the torch from the hand of the officer Aofu who followed behind him.

Looking sideways at the nervous or cautious people who came to see them off, Meng Ge said with a smile on his face:

"On the eve of the war, some people will be afraid and want to pray to the gods, some will be excited and want to vent their emotions, but for the commanders, we are walking on thin ice, and the bottom of our feet is an abyss. We must keep enough calm and do our best. All that you do, if you don't know what to do, you'll be more satisfied. Do as I say. Give me allegiance. Fight by my side. We are born Dothraki and die like warriors. .”

Outnumbered is an undeniable fact, the road to victory does not look so bright.

And Kayo's tactics seem to be the key to victory, Noahart asked cautiously:

"Kayo, will the enemy really divide their forces at the Varanna River?"

Meng Ge sat on horseback, leaned slightly, with a relaxed expression:
"Yes, the enemy is stronger than us, the greater the ability, the more he wants, and the opponent happens to be a proud person, and it is more exciting than winning all battles."

After thinking about it for a while, I learned from Officer Ofer that the young man in front of me had made another achievement. Mungo also wanted to train Noahart, so he explained:
"Our tactics are not like loose sand, moving blindly with the wind, but with a well-thought-out strategy. We can only be invincible if we are smarter than our opponents."

Seeing Noahart's serious expression of contemplation, Mungo stretched out the horsewhip in his hand, tapped his shoulder with a smile, and asked persuasively:

"So, where do you think our shrewdness is, and where are our current advantages?"

Suppressing the chaotic thoughts in his head, Noahart's face gradually became calm, he raised his head to face Kayo's smile, and said firmly:
"Actively, we have mastered the initiative on the battlefield, avoided the enemy's superiority, never confronted him head-on, divided our forces to outflank, and made a long-distance dash to the enemy's rear by surprise, ready to form an encirclement situation at any time."

In fact, this is a typical nomadic tactic, from the observation of packs of wolves hunting, to large-scale hunting on the grasslands, and finally to military use.

The purpose of hunting is never to defeat the enemy, but to hunt.

Patiently send scouting cavalry to scout the enemy, outflank the hunt, design various opportunities to confuse the prey and cause omissions, and then, at the right time, suddenly launch an attack.

Mungo carefully looked at the young Dothraki who had recently emerged in front of him, his eyes finally stayed on the other's brave and alert eyes, and said in a cheerful tone:

"All actions are not escaping, but detours. Of course, if the enemy feels that we are afraid, that will be the best result. There is no specific designated battlefield in this war. We are the first to discover the enemy's situation, use the terrain, and constantly detour , even if the enemy doesn't split up this time, it doesn't matter, we will force the opponent to make mistakes again, split up and disintegrate, as long as we find the right opportunity, we will gather superior forces, cooperate with each other, and encircle and wipe out the enemy. battlefield."

Looking around, seeing that everyone heard the words, the joyful light of hope appeared in the eyes, and Meng Ge's heartstrings gradually relaxed, and he easily shook his horsewhip, saying:

"Okay, I hope that the scouting cavalry can send us the good news of the enemy's division as soon as possible, so that I can lead the army across the river and fight side by side with you."

"My dear Kaa, I will."

(End of this chapter)

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