Chapter 54
The summer in the southern part of the Essos continent is hot and rainless, and the sky after the war is very beautiful and clear.

However, the wind changed direction at this time, and the sea breeze blowing from the summer sea in the south suddenly sent bursts of hot and humid breath.

Mungo rode on horseback, watching with pleasure the roaring warriors selecting captives to form a new combat force.

The Dothraki lack the secular concept of world circulation. They only obey the winner, and are willing to bow their heads to the strong.

At this moment, a group of cavalry escorted Officer Ofer and Bachelor Bas Potter hurried over.

They set off from the ruins of Sa Meer immediately after receiving the news of victory.

The reunion after the reversal of the situation is naturally a very happy thing. Mongo greeted the past happily. They chatted while walking, sharing the current joy and prospects, and discussing future plans.

When Bachelor Bas Potter proposed to record the course of the war and decided to name the battle, the three looked at each other in an incomparably tacit understanding, laughed loudly, and at the same time completely got rid of the pressure and shadow of the war.

Immediately, they stopped at the Varanna River shimmering under the bright southern sun. In Mungo's eyes, he could even see the looming black wall of Volantis in the distance.

"Bachelor, rather than you recording this battle in the Common Tongue of Westeros or Valyrian, I hope you can create a script for the Dothraki that can be used for writing. Every nation Everyone must have their own writing, which is an unstoppable law of civilization development, and it is no longer enough for me to just rest under the trees of my predecessors."

The Dothraki have their own language, but they have no written characters. Many nomadic groups around the Dothraki Sea do not have their own characters. The documents that record the history of the Dothraki are all from the Free Trade City. write.

Hearing Kayo's request, Bas Potter looked ahead silently, watching the birds fighting against the sky along the river, and then asked:
"Why not use Valyrian as the common language? This is a ready-made complete language. Its influence is extremely far-reaching and its use range is very wide. Valyrian and the Valyrian language used in Slaver's Bay have their own dialects and derived vocabulary, but they are not far from each other."

Mungo drew out the Valyrian steel scimitar and observed it carefully. There were gold and red inscriptions on it. The ancient Valyrian characters spewed and burned like a spell flame. Then, he raised his head, his face full of ambition. Ambitious, seriously said:
"I don't deny this. In fact, I am very clear that if I choose to promote the Valyrian language in the future, it will speed up my process of unifying Essos, but the Dothraki are not Valyrian orthodox. The Valyrian Empire has nothing to do with it. In another 100 years, those old nobles who claim to be descendants of Valyria will still remember the glory of the past. After my death, there will never be peace, and we have our own Language, culture and tradition, if our civilization wants to develop, we must have a language of our own to establish new ideas and concepts, enhance confidence and cohesion, and the Dothraki cannot just rely on plundering other people's wealth, or even language Culture, and finally stand on top of the world."

At this time, Bas Potter had completely returned to the true nature of a scholar who was crazy about academic research. He repeatedly recalled and thought about the knowledge he had learned and the difficulty of creating characters based on the Dothraki language.

But soon he was happy to get rid of all worries, he stared excitedly at the calm affairs officer, and replied easily:
"No problem, but I need Ofer's help. He is proficient in many languages ​​and characters. We will definitely be able to successfully create the characters that belong to the Dothraki."

"Naturally."

When Mungo heard the bachelor's proposal, he immediately agreed with joy, feeling that he was one step closer to the long journey to unify Essos.

At this moment, the rapid sound of horseshoes awakened his sweet dreams. Noahart came galloping alone on his horse. He stopped a few steps in front of the three of them and immediately got off his horse.

He first bowed to Mungo to salute, then quickly greeted Ofer and Bas Potter briefly, and then reported excitedly:

"Khal, according to your instructions, I interrogated Bono and Jaco separately. As you expected, Drogo's operation this time was to go deep alone. When the army set off, his troops immediately moved to Koho. In the hills south of the Forest of Er, this information is known only to Kaa and the Ko of Gakkas, and there are about twenty thousand warriors guarding the camp there, but most of these men are from Bono and the Kas of Jaco."

Meng Ge listened carefully to the report, and the flame of victory gradually ignited in his heart.

He was sure of the accuracy of the information, Drogo definitely did not march with his troops, otherwise the speed of pursuit could not be so fast.

Now being able to determine where these troops are stationed is enough for him to be sure of victory.

Although war should not be underestimated, his confidence in defeating Drogo overwhelmed all other emotions, and he laughed loudly:
"Okay, go back and assemble the army. We will take Bono and Jaco to persuade these warriors to surrender. We must capture all Drogo's troops, and the other plans are as usual."

Nohat heard Kayo's order, and immediately ran towards the war horse, eager to rush back to deliver the order.

"and many more."

Mungo shouted, he stroked the scimitar in his hand, maybe it was a warning from his heart about danger.

But he felt that he still had to see more clearly, and he must not break into other people's traps.

He lowered his head anxiously and thought about it. After a while, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, confirming that the source of all these hesitation was just the selfishness of the two little mice.

Drogo brought more than 6 soldiers in this operation, how could he still have [-] troops left to guard his troops.

According to the original plan, Bono and Jaco would be sent back to Drogo to serve as bait.

Obviously, these two people didn't want to go back and exaggerated their own value, trying to escape on the road.

But if they didn't go back, Drogo might not be able to take the bait as he wished, and move his whole body with one pull.

Mungo thought that the two Kou were just disloyal to the tribe, but after meeting for the first time, he realized that they seemed to be hiding some little secrets that he was not very interested in.

But now he only felt that the grass on the river bank looked too dense and messy, like a wild beast with teeth and claws, which made people extremely uncomfortable.

Meng Ge slashed off the grass head with a knife, calmed down, and said calmly:
"Noahart, immediately go back and torture Bono and Jaco. The two have other collusions that they haven't disclosed. After all the information is obtained, everything will continue to act according to the original plan. You personally lead [-] cavalry, Escort them back to Drogo's camp on the south bank of the Varanna River, and tell the enemy that we already know where their troops are stationed. Remember, you must complete this task yourself to prevent these two from escaping halfway. Then, you don't have to Return to this place, immediately search for traces of Kosoro, tell him all our plans, and then obey his appointment there.”

(End of this chapter)

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