Game of Thrones Overlord Conquest.

Chapter 49 Scout Noahart
At the same time that Kosoro was preparing to lead the army to raid the Hargo camp, in the wilderness on the north bank of the Varanna River, Nohat and his group were chasing the enemy all night.

At dawn, the sky was getting brighter and brighter, and the black gauze had faded away, and there was no longer any place to hide your tracks in the flat plains.

They had no other way, and regardless of their previous exhaustion, they had to speed up and continue to move forward, keeping vigilance and observing the movement around them.

As the morning wind blew, the blades of grass swayed slightly and made a slight sound. Suddenly, there was a sound from the front that awakened everyone's tired mind, the sound of horseshoes, and everyone pulled out their weapons in unison.

Since there was no shelter to hide their figures, they could only stand on the spot and be on guard for the approaching people. The sound of horseshoes was getting closer, and the speed was very fast, accompanied by the crisp clang of small bells.

"That sounds like our Dothraki cavalry."

Noahart pricked up his surprisingly big ears and listened carefully, and the other scouting cavalry responded with serious faces and agreed with his statement.

The sound of the bells became clearer and clearer. Accompanied by the clanging of the bells and the sound of the horse's hooves, a group of cavalrymen appeared in everyone's field of vision like galloping goshawks. In the dim light, one could see the braids flying behind the knight on horseback.

Noahart and the others finished counting the number of each other, with joyful smiles on their faces, they looked at each other in tacit understanding, spread out and rushed forward slowly, shouting while running to attract the attention of the other party.

However, before they could take action, the cavalry had stopped immediately and stood guard in their direction.

The approach of Noahart and others made the cavalry feel hostile.

"Don't be nervous, everyone, we are scouting cavalry from Ponokokas."

The strong and frustrating Dothraki made people relax their vigilance a little, and the other party couldn't hear any panic from the shouting.

Of course, Noahart didn't know that Bono was the opponent's commander. He just wanted to use the identity of the strongest Kas tribe in the Drogo tribe, and the familiar language, to temporarily appease the cavalry and prevent the opponent from attacking or fleeing immediately. .

Soon, as the two sides approached, the team of cavalry shot warning arrows to the ground, signaling them all to stop.

"Hi everyone, we just want to pass in this direction." Noahart spread his arms unpreparedly, let his horse step forward slowly, and said to the cavalry with a relaxed smile: "I was killed by Bono. Kou sent out to look for the enemy's traces, and now he has important information, so he must go back and report to him immediately."

"Then have you found any traces of the enemy?" the cavalry captain asked happily.

"I can't tell you." Noahart galloped forward, looking at the cavalry captain with an ugly face, as if he was angry at the other party's unruly behavior:
"Ponoko received some worrying news that our troops seemed to be entering the enemy's ambush area, so they sent everyone they could trust to look around to find out what was wrong, let's not talk about it, we don't have time to chat here, Since you are here, you must take us back quickly. We set off along the Varanna River a day ago, and there are still a large number of enemy cavalry chasing behind us. We are chasing after them like hounds that smell the scent of their prey, and the danger we face is not limited to this, the situation of the enemy is absolutely unexpected.”

When Noahart was talking, his face gradually showed a very tired look, and then he seemed to be submerged in the terrible "poisonous water", trembling all over, he approached the cavalry captain, and grabbed him as if he was unstable arm.

"Dothraki warrior, can you still go on your way?" The cavalry captain supported Noahat, and looked at his physical condition with worry: "You need to rest, the army is stationed a few miles to the east .”

"I can still hold on."

Noahart smiled. He took out the bronze dagger at his waist and quickly pressed it against the neck of the cavalry captain. The other party felt the biting chill from the skin, and his expression became very dignified and disturbed. However, what he found made the cavalry captain He gave up his resistance, because the cavalry around him had all been brought under control.

The light blue sky was washed away by the morning wind, revealing a completely clear dawn, and the wilderness environment became clearer. In the eyes of the cavalry captain, the face of the "warrior" became more filthy and evil:
"You are enemies? Dothraki won't have treacherous people like you."

Noahart didn't answer. They tied the cavalry to each other's horses. Immediately, everyone got on their horses and left quickly. The fatigue in their bodies seemed to be taken away by some mysterious force. Everyone walked with ease. Many, even the speed is much faster.

The golden color of the eastern sky squeezed through the clouds, radiating dazzling golden lights in the air, and falling to the earth. The endless wilderness is like a golden carpet, winding endlessly, blending with the distant horizon.

Nuohart and the others rode their horses and swung their whips. Although they were exhausted and aching all over, they didn't dare to relax at all. They were alert to any traces or figures of pursuers that might appear. They galloped all the way, heading straight to the northwest.

Before midday, they marched seven miles in haste. By now, they were all exhausted, and only the desire to rest was left in their minds. Someone has passed out.

The wilderness was still flat, but the grass gradually became barren. After a certain distance, they came to a piece of land surrounded by broad-leaved forests, and they could almost see the front in their sight. Absolute tribal camp.

Before half of the distance, there was the sound of galloping horses ahead, and a group of cavalry rushed from afar.

The fiery red war horse ran in front of everyone like a shooting star. Meng Ge's braids hanging down to his waist fluttered in the wind behind him, and the bells on the braids slammed wildly and clanked.

In Noahart's eyes, there seemed to be a mysterious white light shining through the golden sunlight behind Kayo.

Meng Ge sat on a fiery red steed, staring down at the returning crowd like a statue of a rock giant. However, in his majestic eyes, there was a gentle light flashing at this time:
"You once again made new achievements. In the name of the horse god and me, you will be rewarded by me."

Noahart's party was so exhausted that they were about to fall asleep almost at once, and at the sound of Kaa's appreciation a new vigor immediately began to flow through them.

They gave excited brief descriptions of the information they had received on the road, and the location of the enemy camp.

At this time, Noahart sneaked a glance at Kayo, and found that he had closed his eyes, as if he was planning some details for the upcoming war.

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