Game of Thrones Overlord Conquest.

Chapter 46 The Land of Crows
A round of blood-red sunset sank most of it, covering the ground in a dim yellow, and the wilderness in the distance became hazy and unclear.

The shadows cast by the cavalry were fading rapidly, and Kosoro led nearly ten thousand troops walking on the sandy road covered with afterglow.

They didn't dare to relax their vigilance for a moment, and until now they haven't heard or seen any enemy figure.

However, there are more and more birds in front of them, and companions are constantly flying from the northeast to join them. At this time, the crows that originally returned to their nests are also constantly circling in the distant sky.

"Something must have happened ahead." A Dothraki cavalryman pointed to the flock of birds flying in the sky, and shouted: "This is definitely not the time for migratory birds to migrate, these are frightened birds, and there are a large number of vultures and crows gathering in the distance , there seems to be a fight going on."

Kosoro didn't answer. He raised his head and carefully looked at the scene in front of him. The blackbirds flapped their tired wings reluctantly, sang but refused to land and stop to rest.

Maybe he couldn't understand the language of crows, but he knew they were very intelligent, suspicious birds with a good memory.

But they feed on the flesh and blood of the war dead, so there may be the remains of warriors in front of them. Maybe not long ago, there were Dothrakis in the same costume who hurt them, and this is still fresh in their memory.

Thinking of this, Kosoro's face became ugly, and he could already vaguely feel that he could smell the stench of rotting human bones.

Relying on the scouting cavalry who sacrificed their lives and kept bringing new news, he knew that the enemy's army was stationed on the banks of the Varana River, which would undoubtedly give them some more breathing time.

Fortunately, he also heard from the scouting cavalry that he diverted the pursuit of the enemy scouts, who were running around near the bank of the Varanna River.

But now when he leads the army to advance towards the enemy's rear, the opponent may have quietly touched the position not far from their way forward.

He knew that the situation had changed a bit now, and he understood that they didn't have much time to prepare.

"The enemy has arrived, everyone is ready to fight, ready to go to war." The simple deduction made Kosoro feel very uneasy. The army sounded the warning:
"We don't have much time. There is a group of enemies approaching here. This army must rely on the cover of scouts. They disguised themselves as small groups of troops and scattered out, then gathered quietly."

His foresight may be quite correct, and it is also a very reasonable analysis and truth. However, Kosoro obviously ignored the influence of the commander's will on the state of the army.

When the soldiers heard this, their desire to fight did not increase.

He immediately realized that his tone of voice was somewhat pessimistic, so he jumped out of the crowd, raised the scimitar in his hand, and shouted in a confident voice again:
"As I said before, the critical moment has come. There is only a scimitar between us and the enemy. It is time to prove who is the most powerful horse-riding warrior. The horse god is watching us from the sky. He said Khal Mungo is the king of the Dothraki clan, he needs us to work together and fight endlessly, and according to the scouting cavalry report, the enemy's camp on the banks of the Varanna River is very large, so the number of enemy troops that may suddenly appear in front of us Not too much, victory awaits ahead, and all enemies fall under our horses."

Encouraged by the commander, the morale of the Dothraki roaring warriors was high. They were even very happy and showed excited smiles. They pulled out the scimitars at their waists and the horn bows on their backs. Everyone seemed to be ready to face the battle .

Then the army rounded the place where the crows circled, and continued on the road to the enemy's rear until night fell.

When the sky fell completely into darkness, many fires suddenly lit up in front of them. They found a group of hundreds of troops gathered around the campfire.

Not long after, the scouting cavalry clearly identified the other party as a group of unfamiliar Dothraki roaring warriors by virtue of the firelight.

As the distance got closer, the enemy also found that they were not approaching quietly with their torches in front of them, so they were naturally very surprised.

"Who are you?" Seeing that the people did not directly use force, and the enemy didn't seem to feel worried, they shouted with great pride: "We are the tribal warriors of Khal Drogo."

"That's a very good question."

Kosoro muttered softly, raised his horn bow, and shot an arrow at the interrogator. The arrow hit his chest with a whistling sound, and the man fell to the ground struggling and trembling.

"This is my answer." He pacing back and forth on horseback, shouting: "We have surrounded this camp, and unless you drop your arms and give up resistance, you will not stand alive under the sky, if you will surrender , we will no longer use weapons against you."

As Kosoro's words fell to the ground, the sound of horseshoes stepping gradually sounded, and countless bow cavalry emerged from the darkness to surround the camp.

At the same time, dozens of arrows flew out, shooting and killing those who wanted to stand up and resist, leaving the rest to think carefully about their current situation.

Most people's faces became very gloomy and aggrieved, and being besieged was not their favorite fighting environment.

But there are wise people who clearly know that they have made the mistake of underestimating the enemy. In the end, some of these people choose to cut off their braids and kneel on the ground, and some people look around again and then make the same move.

Kosoro didn't give time to those who were still hesitating, he waved his hand decisively, and then, all the arrows were fired, shooting and killing all the enemies who were still standing.

All the following time is very long and urgent, and they need to find out the traces of the enemy's large troops from the surrenderers as soon as possible.

However, Kosoro did not absolutely believe in the loyalty of these people, and he separated all the prisoners for interrogation.

It went on like this for a while, and he got the latest news: Khal Drogo's bloodguard Haggo and more than [-] Dothraki cavalry had arrived from the banks of the Varana River in batches, and Kosoro's foresight was very accurate , now the opposing army's assembly point is on a hill in the northeast, only about five miles away from their position.

The sky was dark, with no moon or stars. Kosoro sat by the campfire and looked at the sheepskin map in his hand. The core soldiers of the army gathered around him, waiting for his order with tense expressions.

"Sure enough, it's just as I thought. According to the intelligence of the captives, the enemy is already blocking the way forward. I'm afraid the matter will not end so easily if we don't deal with them first." Kosoro found that the more nervous he was, the clearer his mind would be. He sat down Seriously thinking there, a new plan has gradually come up in my mind:
"I hope that I can rush to the rear of the enemy's large forces as soon as possible, but a battle is necessary, otherwise it will be difficult for us to get rid of the enemy's pursuit and interception, which will delay Kayo's tactics, and there will be a difficulty ahead, but I assure you , the night will become the enemy's doom."

(End of this chapter)