The Glory of the Seven Gods of Ice and Fire

Chapter 176: Decay in the East

Under the mud walls of the Laza people, the Laza nobles knelt tremblingly before the Dothraki Great Khal who came from the Great Grass Sea, presented him with gifts and captives, and begged him not to attack their town.

There was a reason why the sheep people were trembling. Behind the great Khaa was the endless Dothraki army. What was even more terrifying was that the Dothraki were wearing armor, and even the most ordinary Dothraki were wearing thick clothes.

Daenerys looked at her husband's tall figure, and her heart was filled with pride and honor. Along the way, all the cities of Lhazza knelt at her husband's feet. No one could stop Drogo, and no one dared to stop Drogo.

Amid the sheep people's worries, the Dothraki Great Khal dismounted and walked towards the town's elected representatives under the almost fearful eyes of the Laza people.

Then Drogo helped them to their feet.

These Laza people all doubted whether their eyes were intact. Although they had heard a lot about how Big Kao was different now, they still felt unbelievable when this scene really happened before their eyes.

For a long time, the Laza people have been plundered and killed by the Dothraki. They are the most oppressed people by the Dothraki. The horse people call them sheep people to express their contempt, which shows how bad the living environment of the Laza people is.

Drogo used the Eastern language to demand regular manpower and tribute from the Laza people. The two sides also signed a contract in the name of their respective gods. To the Laza people, this was unprecedented. The centaurs always robbed whatever they wanted. Signing a contract and having Dothraki under the protection of the Dothraki was absolutely impossible.

After confirming that all this was true, and the Dothraki army slowly retreated with the return of the Great Khaor, thunderous cheers broke out among the Laza people, cheering for their survival and for escaping the killing of the centaurs.

"My sun and stars, now the whole of Laza is kneeling at your feet. So, is your target the slave city-state?" Daenerys's little white horse stepped across the stream, splashing water, making her look particularly elegant and beautiful.

Daenerys is no longer an ignorant girl. She has seen so much with Drogo. Drogo has successfully made his wife grow up in a way that is almost forcing her to grow. Although she may show her naivety from time to time, those are all minor problems.

Therefore, Daenerys was able to see her husband's plan. He would not allow the Lazar people to surrender for no reason, and advancing to the west would make the Lazar people redundant.

Therefore, the target is only the three cities in Slave Bay, and the only way to attack there is to use the resources and manpower of the Laza people.

"The moon of my life, you have already seen it. Yes, my goal is Slaver's Bay. Some things should come to an end completely." Drogo looked towards the Slaver's Bay with disdain. "Slavery is now just lingering on. It will come to an end sooner or later. Instead of letting others take this ripe fruit, why don't we take it?"

"And, for our children's sake, we will build true kingship in the land of slave traders."

Hearing her husband's words, Daenerys touched her belly with happiness. Pregnancy used to be a very distant thing for her, but after actually experiencing it and feeling fear about it, she realized how sweet it was.

The word "establishing true monarchy" made Daenerys yearn for it. She knew that this was the goal her husband had always been striving for. Drogo wanted to civilize his people and make them completely get rid of the image of primitive people. More importantly, he wanted to lay the foundation for the rule of his descendants, rather than letting power change after the death of Khaor.

"The moon of my life, I am going to give you an important task. I hope that you will command the siege of the city-states of Slaver's Bay. You will take the three cities of Slaver's Bay and show them to the entire Great Grass Sea."

"Me? Me? My sun and stars, I am but a young woman..." Almost subconsciously, Daenerys chose to escape. Her confidence had grown a lot over the years, but it was really hard for her to command such a large-scale battle...

"You are completely capable. You only need to give orders there. Those bandits and officers will complete the siege of the city. All you have to do is to show the majesty of Khaleesi and never show hesitation when giving orders. I will hand over some of my most loyal tribesmen and subordinates to you, and they will help you."

Drogo's tone sounded more like a refusal, as if he was forcing her to do something unnegotiable. Daenerys knew that this matter was non-negotiable.

"Well, my sun and stars, since I am in charge of this battle, what do you plan to do?" Daenerys asked casually, but her question made Drogo reveal nervousness and hesitation, and Daenerys immediately scanned this emotion.

"What are you planning to do?" This time she showed her dignity as a Khaleesi, but there was also worry in this dignity. She was afraid of her husband.

"I recently received news from the west, the moon of my life, that the Andal army is retreating. This is the order of the new owner of the Iron Chair. They are retreating from the River Rhoyne and from Myr. It is a retreat without considering the beginning and the end... The Northern Confederacy has sent me a letter. They hope to seize this opportunity and hope to get my help." Drogo hesitated for a moment, then told his wife the truth. "Your brother will also join this offensive. We plan to drive the Andals back to the coast of the Narrow Sea... So, they need me and my cavalry there. I have asked some tribes to wait there."

Daenerys responded to her husband with silence, not because she had nothing to say, but because she understood that it was useless to say anything. Although Drogo would ask for her opinion before doing things, once a decision was made, no one could stop it. Therefore, this was just a notice from her husband.

She couldn't help but think of the news she had heard earlier that the usurper was dead. At that time, she was eager to share the news with her brother, but when she thought that her brother must have known the news earlier than her, she found it a little funny.

To be honest, she was relieved by the death of the Usurper. The invincible conqueror was finally dead. It meant that she no longer had to worry about the Usurper coming with his hammer in the dark at any time.

"I understand, my Sun and Star. I will do everything you ask, but please promise me that you will come back alive. Also, if you can see my brother, please help him."

Daenerys spoke to her husband in pleading words. Drogo looked at the heavy atmosphere and smiled slightly. "Don't worry, the moon of my life, I am just going to raid the battle. The people of the city-state need me to stand there. I will not rush into the battle and I will come back alive. As for your brother, don't worry, I will do my best to help him."

"My sun and stars, would you like to take the troops here with you as well?" Although Khaleesi got her husband's assurance, she still felt uneasy.

"No, no, the established strategy cannot be changed." Drogo's tone became firm and tough. "The war with the Andals can start at any time, but it is necessary to capture the city-state of Slaver's Bay. The moon of my life, do you understand? Slaver's Bay will become the cornerstone of us and our descendants. This is the top priority."

"I see." Drogo's words reminded Daenerys of their previous conversation. Drogo had once told her directly that he would rather build a solid foundation in the East than cross the sea for an expedition. Life on the Great Grass Sea allowed Daenerys to see the state of the Dothraki. Although Drogo had changed many of the customs of the centaurs to a great extent through bloody massacres and the introduction of other ethnic groups, it would take generations for some things to be fixed. And it was certain that when the power changed, there would be chaos, and they had to prepare for that day.

This inevitably made Daenerys disappointed, but she also understood that her husband was right. They needed to be down-to-earth. Only by taking solid steps now could they move towards a brighter future.

In this way, the Dothraki army surged towards the city-states of Slaver's Bay like a tide, but their khals went west.

.

"victory!"

The Tiger Cloaks cheered in front of the corpses of the Westeros people. The emotions that had been suppressed for a long time were finally released, and expressions of joy were written all over their faces.

However, after cheering, they immediately began to search the corpses for everything they could use. The Tiger Cloaks were the privileged military class of Volantis, but after so many years of war, this privileged military class had become extremely poor, and they had to use everything they could.

In sharp contrast to them, the Unsullied stood solemnly by the side. Even after the victory, the eunuchs erected a shield wall, alert to any possible enemies. The slave masters of Asport held whips with handles carved into the shape of the Sons of the Harpy, standing there arrogantly, regarding this victory as their masterpiece.

The slave soldiers stood aside listlessly. These people could not obtain spoils from the battlefield. They were just cannon fodder to be consumed, so they had no feelings about victory. They only cared about how to survive and how to

In the distance, towers burned in the classic Westerosi style, many of which had been built in the delta of the Rhoyne by the knights of the Rhoyne Estuary.

For the counterattacking Volantis army, these towers must be removed, as they constitute Westeros's big hand strangling Volantis' neck.

Viserys Targaryen and Jon Connington looked at the battlefield where the Westeros were defeated. Although both of them were happy to see the defeat of the usurper dynasty, they still felt mixed emotions when they saw the piles of Westeros corpses and the burning Westeros-style towers.

Considering the impregnable defense line of Andas, the two came here.

With the money from selling his sister and the red dragon faction loyal to Targaryen, Viserys organized a mercenary group of 3,000 people. However, it required more resources to support these 3,000 people. Viserys could not just sit back and enjoy the fruits of his labor. He needed to use war to support the army, so he came to the south where it was easiest to obtain spoils of war.

They came from across the Dothraki Great Grass Sea. Thanks to Drogo's unification of the Great Grass Sea, the risk of crossing the Great Grass Sea is now very low.

"The usurper is dead, but his subjects and descendants are busy fighting for power. This is really lamentable." Clinton said as he looked at the battlefield. "For the Iron Throne, they don't even care about the front line. They just let the river mouth army be transferred and the Rhoyne Delta is delivered to the eyes of the Volantis."

The delta of the Rhoyne River is populated by a large number of feudal knights and armed immigrants from Wester. In order to maintain the suppression of Volantis, the usurper has invested a lot of resources here.

But now, Viserys looked at the black smoke in the distance. They were all going to be reduced to ashes. The Volantenes would not leave these Westeros fortresses and immigrants. All those who carried the symbols of Westeros would be destroyed.

"Everyone here will be marked with the symbol of slavery." Viserys looked at a group of Westeros captives being escorted nearby. There were men and women there, all with sadness and loss on their faces.

The fate of these people is to become slaves after the war. Volantis wants to satirize the so-called slave liberation in Westeros in this way.

Both of them had been struggling in the East for many years and did not indulge in such sorrow for long. They went to see the captives who had been held there for a long time.

The captives left behind by Viserys must be of great value, otherwise they would have been taken away like the Westeros who became slaves. The identities of these people were indeed such, they were all knights who remained in the delta of the Rhoyne River after the retreat of the River Mouth Army.

Barristan Selmy was worthy of being a famous general. Even when he was about to leave, he arranged his affairs as best he could. He organized the remaining knights in Lower Lorn to hold their ground or maneuver in fortresses. It was this arrangement that allowed the remaining troops to hold out as long as possible.

However, this only delayed the end of destruction. From the moment the main force of the Hekou Army left, the destruction of the remaining troops was only a matter of time.

Viserys left these people behind in order to persuade them to surrender. After all, he still hoped that there would be more Westeros people in the team, because the people of Westeros were the foundation that could be relied on.

However, when he appeared, a leading knight yelled at him, "Damn it, it turned out to be you, the damned bastard! Viserys Targaryen, I tell you, your dog life will not last long. Even if His Majesty Robert is gone, someone will chop off your head sooner or later!"

The knight hadn't finished speaking because his mouth was blocked halfway through. Seeing this, Viserys was speechless. He looked at Clinton and finally left silently.

Although the other knights did not curse at him, they all looked at him coldly. Seeing this, Viserys understood that these people were all loyal fans of Baratheon, and he did not need to be a clown.

Next, Viserys thought of something even more terrifying. The knights enfeoffed by the usurper dynasty on the front lines were so loyal, then what about those nobles who had obtained land in the east?

Viserys suddenly felt that the future was extremely bleak.

(End of this chapter)