Game of Thrones Overlord Conquest.

Chapter 57 The Storm on the Summer Sea
In the night sky where the stars and moon cannot be seen, the faint white light shrouds the earth in black and gray shadows.

Kosoro was lying haggardly next to the broken old tree stump, looking around the surrounding plains, all of which were desolate scenes with no grass and no birds and animals.

He struggled with the incessant drowsiness, but he was barely able to stay awake.

It was almost entirely forgotten how much time had passed since they stalked Drogo's large army.

These days, although they failed to lead Drogo into the designated valley as planned, and sometimes lost track of the target suddenly, they still dragged each other to the south bank of the Varanna River.

Sometimes, in this silent wasteland, Kosoro would imagine that he heard the sound of horseshoes in the distance, which was the reinforcements sent by Kao. When he listened carefully, he could not hear anything except the sea breeze. The faint ringing of braids.

He had sent a large number of scouting riders to the north yesterday, with the purpose of getting in touch with Kayo as much as possible, and he knew how upset Drogo, his opponent, was harassed by them.

If they don't break out in pain, they will die in pain. According to the enemy's silence tonight, if they can't get the support of the tribe, maybe tomorrow morning, they will face the enemy's crazy counterattack alone.

Suddenly, a flash of light galloping at a high speed lit up the entire sky, and the sound of thunder came from the south at the same time, followed by a violent gust of wind.

Kosoro's drowsiness subsided immediately, he stood up, staggered back a few steps, looked up at the thunder that kept flickering in the summer sea in the south, smelled the fishy smell brought by the sea breeze in the air, and said to himself :

"The storm is coming. It's a pity that this good opportunity is not good. The enemy must have stepped up their vigilance after many previous attacks. Moreover, they need to be careful to guard against the other party's surprise attack."

When he thought of this, he also felt the sea breeze that was gradually becoming cold and stinging. He immediately called the guards to his side, and ordered in a low voice:

"We can't rest so close to the enemy anymore. It's not safe here, and before the rainstorm falls, we need to find a camp that can shelter from the rain and wake up all the soldiers. However, their spirits are very tired and tense. Do it quietly."

After a long time, under the dazzling white light, Kosoro led the army to set foot on the barren plain in the middle of the night, heading towards the northern mountains and forests, and soon merged into the darkness in the distance.

Time passed slowly, and there was a little dark light in the sky. Accompanied by the piercing wind, the mountain-like dark clouds threw lightning onto the land, just like the prelude to war.

At this time, on the banks of the river less than six miles from the source of the Varanna, Noahart was leading the road eastward, and five thousand cavalry followed him at a gallop.

The road along the big river is not difficult, and their speed is very fast. Before Jia Ke and others stopped and stopped, delaying the journey that took two or three days, they only needed one night to arrive.

The thunder kept beating on this heaven and earth, which was regarded as a battlefield by the gods. Noahart turned his head to look at the team behind him, and just saw a dazzling lightning strike, as if a crack had opened in the sky.

He shook his head heavily before he could see the scene in front of him clearly again. He breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile:
"Do you know, I almost thought that my eyes were blind and I couldn't see anything. That lightning bolt must be a spear thrown by the gods, and it probably has some mysterious power."

The joking words could not conceal his heavy tone. In fact, the execution of this mission was not as pleasant as he expected. After the surprise, there was continuous pressure.

Norhart began to worry that the storm would turn the ground muddy and slippery, so he raced as hard as he could to gain time.

What worries him the most is how to quickly find Drogo's camp and send Jaco back without any information, and how to spend the least amount of time to join Kosoro.

However, when he was blinded by lightning again, he figured out why Kayo would send him as a vanguard, that is, he had performed countless exploration missions as a scout.

He seemed to have confidence again now, and finally figured out the key focus of the mission. In the vast wilderness, it was easier for them to find a large number of scout riders than to blindly find a camp.

The entire sky was completely gray and gloomy. They came to the source of the Varana River, and then the troops needed to turn south.

Noahart raised his hand to cover the dazzling light, and carefully examined the ground in the distance. Afterwards, he scratched his itchy scalp and took a piece from it. He didn't know if it was mud or blood, and then he turned to his side in a comfortable mood. and the riders shouted:
"I really miss the fiery sun in the past. I have never seen such a gloomy weather since the Dothraki sea west. Today's sight is not good. Similarly, we don't have much time to delay and let all the cavalry disperse." In formation, keeping a visible distance, march south side by side, whether ours or the enemy's, and in short, look for all traces of Dothraki riders."

Under the gloomy light of the day, Noahart and five thousand cavalry marched on the plain in a formation. Seen from a height, it looked like a thin wavy line sweeping forward.

At this moment, more than a dozen dead bodies lay horizontally in the blood-stained open space in the distance. Two black shadows hurriedly drove away their horses, quickly smeared blood all over their bodies, and fell to the ground.

In the open plain, the two living people could not avoid it, so they could only pretend to be dead bodies without moving. The Dothraki would not touch the corpses killed by others, so the two had a chance to escape smoothly.

They heard the sound of heavy horseshoes gradually approaching, and soon, they seemed to hear someone jumping off the horse, and then they could clearly hear the conversation of the person coming.

"It looks like there are two teams of scouts fighting here. You are responsible for the cover. I'll go check and see if there are any survivors."

"Don't go there, let's send someone to notify Noahart first, he asked us to report to him immediately if we find something, and in the past, he always found something amazing from it."

The person who was less than ten feet away from the dead body was called to stop by his companion in time, and the two prostrate on the ground breathed a sigh of relief for a while.

Clutching the scimitars held beneath their bodies, they waited patiently so that if the man who sounded like the leader approached the body, they could hold him back alive.

(End of this chapter)