Game of Thrones Overlord Conquest.

Chapter 73 The Ballad of the Slave

Just when the Tiger Party governor Maracho confided the plan to the "Ragged Prince", Mungo was leading more than 2 Sraki cavalry and more than [-] newly liberated free people along the wide tile Leiria Avenue, marching in the direction of Sa Meer.

The setting sun meets the horizon, leaving an arc of rays of light. At this time, the dazzling sun is no longer visible. The storm that has lasted for many days has washed the entire swamp, and the nearby air seems to have become clear.

Along the way, free people kept finding Mungo, wanting to obtain weapons to fight for the slave liberators. They all knew very well that if the Dothraki were defeated in Volantis, their fate would definitely be worse than becoming slaves again. Tragically, this is also a fight for freedom.

However, Mungo unexpectedly rejected their petition, and asked the red-robed monk Maqiluo to convey Kayo's will: to comfort the free people to at least restore their overworked bodies to health, and when a sudden crisis strikes, they may need to take Take up arms to protect yourself.

This move has won the respect of all the free people from the bottom of their hearts. In fact, Mungo feels that there is no need to waste this effort now. Moreover, he believes that there may be spies from the Volantis hidden among these people. If they get After taking the opportunity to create riots, this will undoubtedly deepen the antipathy of the Dothraki and the panic of the free folk.

Not far from the ruins of Sa Meer, there was the sound of horseshoes in front of them. A group of frantic patrolling cavalry, seeing the figure of Kayo and the galloping flag from a distance, galloped towards this place at high speed.

"Is it the Volantenes who made the attack?"

Mungo was going to ask such a question, but found that the leader in front of him was Officer Ofer. He was wearing a dirty black-brown cloak, his body was covered in mud, and his cloudy eyes were bloodshot.

Reining in his horse immediately, he bent over and saluted in a hurry, as if there was a wild animal chasing after him, and then he said impatiently:

"Khal, the storm flooded the swamp, which not only destroyed the route markings left there, but also caused many scouts to be trapped. Now, the sky is going to be completely dark, and we are in a hurry to rescue them."

"I will send cavalry to support them, and you will follow me back to Sa Meer."

Mungo was not surprised by this. When he saw the swollen Varana River, he thought that the swamp would face the same dilemma.

However, Ofer's words made him a little unhappy. He liked this kind of kindness, but as the general of the army, he should stay in Sa Meier to control the overall situation at this time.

He suddenly felt an inexplicable melancholy, the lack of talent, especially the imminent loss of Kosoro, which meant that no matter how many fighters he had, he would no longer be able to execute some tactics and display his full strength.

"Reform is imminent." After taking a deep breath, he finally said inwardly.

The sky is full of stars embedded in the deep black night, and the moonlight is as soft as yarn, weaving a mist-like brilliance.

Above the ruins of Sa Meer, thick smoke was psychedelic, and the camp was filled with a choking smell. They did not store enough dry fuel, so they could only use dry firewood to drive away darkness and fear.

Mungo's arrival made the old, weak, women and children who had to take up arms to fight feel extremely at ease. After learning that Kayo had won, after a brief excited celebration, they began to busy themselves happily.

Soon, the people served Kayo and the warriors who had returned from victory a variety of swamp specialties, at least hot food.

After a full meal, Mungo put the remaining wild vegetable soup and grilled snake on the stone table, and chatted with two old friends, Bachelor Bas Potter and Clerk Ofer.

However, he did not describe the specific details of the decisive battle with Drogo, nor did he explain to them Kosoro's physical condition. In order to avoid these discussions as soon as possible, he told the two of them the news he had received from the red-robed monk Maqiro .

"Where is that slave of R'hllor, is he trustworthy?" Bas Potter asked, rolling his eyes.

There are many things that have happened recently that the bachelor doesn't understand. His impression of the red robe monk still stays at the time when the other party concealed the truth. Mungo took a sip of the wild vegetable soup that was still warm, and patiently explained:

"The situation of the believers and slaves of the Lord of Light in the city is very dangerous. Maqiro is very worried. He chose to continue hiding back to Volantis to listen for information for us. Moreover, it is precisely because of the news he took the risk to spread in time that the We avoided a wrongful massacre and gained more than [-] free people. He made outstanding achievements this time and deserves to be remembered by everyone."

"I was wrong!" Hearing these words, the bachelor immediately admitted his misunderstanding. He stood up with a solemn expression, took off his hood, and prayed towards the south: "May the gods bless him and be safe every moment .”

"The news doesn't sound good. We have to think about how to deal with it." Officer Ofer looked at the strange moonlight in the sky and thought in his heart. After a while, he only felt a mess in his head, holding his head in his hands ,road:

"Kayo, we seem to be trapped here, in a dilemma. Of course, what I said is not that it is difficult for the army to leave here, but that it will be extremely difficult to make a choice. If we leave directly, Volantis has no outsiders. After the threat, Maracho, the governor of the Tiger Party, will never let go of the believers of the Lord of Light and those slaves who yearn for liberation, but in the far east, Wes Dothraki and Dosh Kalin are also gathering all the khal If we want to destroy our tribe, we can’t waste too much time here, we must return to the Dothraki Sea as soon as possible, and be ready to resolve this crisis.”

"Do you want to abandon our allies?" The bachelor's tone was very heavy, as if he had seen the end of those people.

In the dark night sky, the sky was full of stars twinkling with light, and the fire flashed not far away, and there were bursts of cheers. It was the free people who lit a new campfire.

Then, one by one, they gathered around the fire and sang songs in Valyrian, without instrumental accompaniment, but they continued to sing, in deep voices that seemed to be reciting the dark world of the ancient night.

"We need to set off before dawn and reach the deep underground mines. We need to set off before we die, cross the hot magma and leather whips, and look for the gold that the master needs. They forged a beautiful crown for themselves..."

Ofer listened to the songs of the free folk, which reminded him of his slave mother engulfed in flames, and he couldn't help but sing along in Dothraki.

Meng Ge sat there quietly, feeling that everyone's eyes were shining through the darkness, looking at him, as if they were watching a great dragon slayer, and then he turned into a dragon and swallowed everything up.

Suddenly, he realized that the singing had stopped, and immediately regained his sobriety, but something in his soul seemed to wake up.

"I still have two boats, and I can have a friendly negotiation with Marachor."

(End of this chapter)