Game of Thrones Overlord Conquest

"Kaa, the red monk cannot be trusted. Bachelor Bas Potter walked to Mongo who was studying the map. "The current ruler of the Tiger Party in Volantis is Malachor Meguia. He has been there many times. Elected as consul, although now senile and toothless, he still lived up to his reputation as a tiger, and the town of Saihoru continued to expand under the rule of the tiger party for many years. "

"Their betrayal is faster than I thought." Meng Ge played with the bronze dagger in his hand and said with emotion: "The fanatics are unreliable, perhaps because of superstition. They act calm and firm, never fearing life and death, but in fact they are not reliable. They are just people who escape reality. When they encounter difficulties, they will only seek help from the gods. If the gods do not respond, they will face the problem with a pessimistic and negative attitude. "

Destiny is not controlled by gods.

There is a huge difference between faith and superstition. Fanatics believe that everything that happens in the world is controlled and arranged by gods, and their destiny has already been destined by gods.

Meng Ge laughed and said:

"Maester, tell me the real situation."

Bass Potter did not return directly. He pondered for a moment and slowly spoke:

"The politics of Volantis mentioned by Magiro are not much different. Ever since the war-weary people led by the Elephant Party launched a riot to overthrow the Tiger Party government, they have indeed been controlling the government, and the consul candidates will let their slaves sleep with the voters. , just to win their votes.”

Immediately, the bachelor changed the topic, slapped the table angrily, and continued:

"But this state has lasted for nearly three hundred years. The Elephant Party's rule has not brought the city-state out of the abyss of war. Instead, it has sunk deeper and deeper into the quagmire of decline. The conflicts and disputes within the Volantis are like those that have been silent for three hundred years. The crater, and in recent years, the signs of volcanic eruptions have become more and more intense. The reason behind everything is caused by Benero, the supreme priest of R'hllor.

Meng Ge did not answer, but was still exploring the map in front of him.

His eyes were filled with calmness and a growing sense of confidence, as if there was some kind of groove in his chest.

He reached out and carefully planned the plan. After confirming that it was correct, he put down the bronze dagger in his hand, turned to look at Bass Potter, and said with a smile:

"Although Sehoru Town is afraid of the Dothraki tribe, they will choose to flee their homeland and send fleets full of soldiers to patrol along the river. However, they will not send people to beg for mercy. Volantis has a huge fleet and sufficient troops. The red-robed monk told me that they would not attack. In the arena, gladiators and tigers fought, but in the end only one living creature left victoriously."

"Your action is to send Maguro away." Bass Potter was stunned when he heard this, and then smiled and said: "We should get rid of this traitor directly to prevent him from leaking the secret."

"There is no secret worth revealing. Soldiers are unpredictable and water is unpredictable. Who can predict what will happen in a day?" Meng Ge couldn't help but show off a few words about the art of war he knew in his previous life, and said with a smile: "And, just Let him go back, add some new controversy pressure to Volantis, and try to see if we can detonate the volcano that is about to erupt in advance. This is a situation that is beneficial to us.

Seeing that Kaa's expression was quite calm, the bachelor laughed loudly and took out the parchment and pen and ink.

Although Mongo didn't like reading, the little Valyrian script he barely learned was not enough to support reading books.

But he loves to listen to stories, and he is always accompanied by Orfor, the steward who is proficient in geography and history, and Bass Potter, a bachelor who was born in Westeros Academy and has traveled and hidden Essos for nearly twenty years.

Politics, history, and all information changes are hidden in the story.

From a certain perspective, he knew a lot about all aspects of Volantis.

For example, how it was once known as "the city of flowers and fountains", but now it has turned into billabongs and swamps.

Also, if Volantis nobles want to run for the consulship, they must provide sufficient evidence to prove that the family's bloodline can be traced back to the Valyrian era without interruption.

Only free people who own land have the right to vote. Women of noble birth in Volantis also have the right to vote. There was even a female consul three hundred years ago.

Of course, none of these politics have anything to do with the help of Supreme Priest Benero.

The faith of R'hllor is only popular among the lower classes of Volantis, and all his followers are slaves or poor people.

Not to mention Benero's involvement with the noble governor, I am afraid that even ordinary voters are too lazy to pay attention to him.

If the red-robed monk Ma Qiluo can really persuade the Supreme Priest Benero to provide help, the result will only become more and more chaotic.

After all, the governor of Volantis may have long wanted to get rid of the followers of R'hllor quickly.

At least half of Volantis's army, the Tiger Robes, are followers of R'hllor, and the temple also has a thousand-man armed force known as the Hand of the Holy Fire.

Supreme Priest Benero also often preaches in the Great Square, and his arrogant remarks have caused violent conflicts between R'hllor followers and believers of other religions.

At this moment, Ofer, the steward, struggled to help a pale, exhausted Dothraki cavalry rush into the camp.

He was also sweating coldly, panting from exhaustion, and it took him a while to speak.

"Kaa, this patrol scout saw the enemy's army marching on the road, so he took the opportunity to sneak in, find out the enemy's message, and escaped overnight to report the news."

Hearing this, Meng Ge quickly stepped forward and helped up the patrolling cavalry, his expression showing heartfelt gratitude, his eyes full of expectation and eagerness, and he said:

"My loyal warrior, you saved the tribe, what is your name?"

Even if the enemy is at hand, he will not forget to reward those who have contributed to the tribe.

"It's Drogo. He has led his tribe to bypass the hills in the southern part of the Kohor Forest. He has gathered the warriors of Khas and a total of 60,000 Dothraki Roaring Warriors to attack the Saihoru River. It can be reached in two sunsets. Arrive."

The already weak Dothraki cavalry did not name their names, but insisted on making an inspiring attack declaration:

"Kaa, lead the tribe to attack. We can also mobilize 40,000 Dothraki warriors."

The gray-bearded steward Ofer was not to be outdone, and even the bachelor Bas Potter was eager to try.

"The people of Qhoror have just presented you with a Valyrian steel scimitar. You have not yet drunk the blood of your enemies. Unexpectedly, Drogo has arrived."

"Dear Meng Kao, I swear a sage's oath to assist you with the rest of my life. When the horn sounds, I will move forward for you."

Although Corsolo was silent, it could be seen from his hand touching the scimitar.

The passionate scene in front of him aroused a wave of excitement in Meng Ge's heart. He had already made a complete plan for the war.

His mind even considered longer-term issues than war.

Horse King Drogo came all the way to destroy the tribe.

Mongo wants to unify the Dothraki, and the opportunity cannot be easily lost.

There must be a fight.