Game of Thrones Overlord Conquest.

Chapter 45 The Northern Swamp
The mist wanders among the dark, rotting woods that make various sounds, and the peculiar smell of wetlands and swamps continues to permeate the air. In the eastern sky, one can see dark clouds covering the sun like a billowing black curtain, mighty as if driving countless Black wild horses crashed and rolled in the sky.

Clouds and fog obscured the daylight, and Mungo and the others could only judge the direction through the faintly exposed firelight. Both sides of the road in front of them were covered with various low vines, and the branches and leaves extended to the east and west in a messy manner.

They slowly crossed a mossy swamp without a guide who was familiar with the terrain. In this confused fog, they didn't know and couldn't guess where they were now.

The Dothrakis stationed here in Nohat have a relatively clear understanding of the swampy terrain. Some people wonder why Kayo chose to march north from Sa Meer, which is more dangerous. Perhaps it should take less time to go east. If you go the same way, at least you will soon be able to come to the wide wilderness.

"It doesn't matter whether we go south or east, do we have to pass through these stinky places? Not even a bird."

"There are no birds here, but there are snakes, and worms, and toads, and mice, and many disgusting things."

Someone couldn't bear the wet and dirty environment any longer, and complained softly with a disgusted expression.

Noahart tested the ground with a probe, took cautious steps, and observed all the movements around him with keen eyes. Facing a large swamp made of mud and wreckage, he wanted to find a reliable road. As an experienced The scouts must do their best.

"No, actually you don't have to."

Noahart raised his hand to signal everyone to take a break, twisted his stiff body, raised his head and sniffed the relatively fresh air, and replied:
"If the Dothraki want to go straight back to the Mother's Mountain anytime soon, there's no need at all. If you take the easy way, you'll come straight to the gate of the enemy's camp. I'm sure they'll have no trouble waiting there, welcoming guests. I will be more than happy to take you directly to Vaes Dothraki when he arrives. Kaa knows that if he goes north, he will take a little detour. He will take you through the swamp, and you may need to walk a long way It is a disgusting and difficult road, but in this way we will not be discovered by the enemy's scouting cavalry, and carefully detour behind the opponent, so that we can easily remove the enemy's head and gain victory and honor."

In the windless and quiet swamp, the stench still lingers. There is no sunlight that can penetrate the low and gathered dark clouds, and even the surrounding scenery in the distance is completely unclear. After a short rest, they slowly lined up. The platoon continued to advance.

Although the speed of progress is very slow, walking is completely shrouded in dead silence, only the sound of trampling mud can be heard occasionally, surrounded by lingering pale mist, wet grass and rotting thorns and vines, the only freshness It was the disgusting green duckweed that stagnated and floated on the surface of the foaming mud, and everyone was physically and mentally exhausted.

They looked for a solid foothold, walked slowly and extremely carefully, carefully paying attention to the wet ground under their feet, and followed the people in front. Sometimes even Noahart would not know what to do next, so they had to go the same way Go back and start again.

The vast swamp area is mainly south of the ruins of Sa Meer. If they have the eyes of eagles flying in the sky, they will know that the army is actually approaching the northern periphery of the swamp.

As the sky gradually brightened, the mist became slightly thinner and more transparent. Although no one could feel any wind direction, they could hear the whispering of the surrounding branches and weeds, and saw them swaying slightly.

The air flow caused the smell to drift with the wind, and with enough brightness, everyone did not delay their rest and kept on going. The swamp became brighter and brighter, the ground became harder and drier, and the area of ​​mud ponds and moss became larger and larger. smaller.

At this time, a strong wind blew over, swept across the misty swamp, and the sky became less drowsy. Then, the sun reflected from the west through the gaps in the trees, and the earth seemed to be burning again. Slack's blood boiled.

They raised their heads and saw the shattered black clouds and the sun suspended above their heads. Everyone insisted on staying where they were, like children who had just woken up from a nightmare. They only felt excited and cheered happily.

"Hard land, it's dry land, we're out of the damn wetlands."

When the white light came into view, the Dothraki found that they had become so close to the dry wilderness, and the air was much cleaner and fresher now.

Although they are getting closer and closer to the death breath of war, they no longer have to be as confused as if they were in the clouds, nor do they have to bear the stench of the cesspit, but are as bright and fresh as the morning on the grassland. They finally came to the edge of the swamp, The muddy ground has also become slightly wet land.

In front of them is a flat wasteland leading to the direction of Saihoru Town, but their final destination is not there, but the enemy army dozens of miles to the southeast.

Under the sunshine, even in the desolate wilderness, there are still many dilapidated green grasslands preserved. After experiencing the horrible death swamp with moss and ferns growing only by virtue of corruption, the Dothraki are not picky now, they like a piece of it very much. Land capable of grazing.

As the team was too tired to move on, Mungo led the Howling Dothraki warriors to find a high ground to rest.

The figure of the black horseback galloped back and forth over the wilderness, alerting to unknown dangers. Although the sky was approaching dusk, everyone chose to rest under the horse's belly to shelter from the scorching sun that scorched the earth.

Mungo felt his mouth was parched, so he drank a few sips of water from his leather bag, and looked south from where they were now. There was the battlefield on the south bank of the Varanna River, and he looked back at the slowly moving sun in the western sky. , no matter how tired he is at this moment, it can't relieve the heavy pressure he feels in his heart, and then he told the half-asleep Noahart:

"Communicate the order, and everyone is ready to go immediately. We must march urgently to find the enemy before dawn the next day."

Noahart seemed to have lost consciousness, fell asleep, and his body was lying flat on the ground almost completely loose, but after a closer look, he found that this was not the case. After hearing Kayo's voice, he immediately jumped from the ground. climbed up.

Looking at the figure riding away, Meng Ge only felt that the situation in front of him had become more and more dangerous. His limbs were very heavy, but he still sat up with all his strength.

Sighing heavily, he always had a premonition in his heart that the enemy's attack this time was not just a simple encounter, and subsequent crises would continue to attack him until he was completely destroyed in this world.

(End of this chapter)