Game of Thrones Overlord Conquest

The sunset spurts like blood, with unrestrained enthusiasm, touching the rolling distant mountains, and the sparse wind blows across the dark green grassland.

There was still a burning heat in the air, making it almost suffocating.

In the middle of the endless marching camp, several angry-looking Dothraki gathered around the campfire.

"Even the most powerful Khal needs to obey the wisdom and authority of Doshkarim."

The eunuch murmured, emphasizing the supreme honor and status of Doshkarin. His red and bloody hands were smeared all over the horse, and the blood outlined mysterious and complex words and symbols.

Immediately, the red flames seemed to have gone crazy, swaying everywhere with the wind, devouring everything without restraint.

In the end, the mourning came to an end, and a cruel and strange sacrifice was successfully completed.

"Eunuch."

The Dothraki were furious and cursed the eunuchs who served Doshkarim with contempt.

"Tell me the result." The fierce man in charge said in a rough and direct voice, his eyes filled with determined killing intent.

He is Horselord Drogo, an invincible Dothraki Khal who leads the largest tribe in the Dothraki sea.

With more than 40,000 warriors under his command, he was invincible. Under the guidance of the eunuchs sent by Doshkarin, he once again annexed other tribes to increase his strength.

Drogo is a tall and strong man, with the typical bronze skin of the Dothraki, black hair, a long beard, and fierce and tough black eyes shining under the thick black and sharp arched eyebrows.

The most eye-catching thing is his braid, which is full of bells and can reach down to his thighs.

This means that his braid has never been cut once, and Drogo has never lost a battle.

"Dear Khal Drogo, please travel southwest as soon as possible to search for your prey." The eunuch urged.

Drogo didn't know why Doshkarim wanted to kill the great conqueror in the ancient Dothraki prophecies, but Kaa must recognize the status of Doshkarim and respect the prophet who predicts the future and interprets omens for the Dothraki.

Of course, more importantly, he always wants to fight against the strong.

Conquering the legendary steed that rides the world, he will become the most powerful Dothraki Khal ever.

"Have you ever observed how wolves hunt, and how we Dothraki tame wild wild horses?"

The source of Saihelu River.

Everyone looked at Mengge in confusion, and they were deeply surprised that Kaa suddenly talked about unrelated things such as hunting and horse training at such a critical moment. It sounded as if it had nothing to do with the war.

Meng Ge flexibly fiddled with the bronze dagger in his hand, his fingers were like spiritual wolves walking in cruel and dangerous conditions, and unruly wild horses that jumped tirelessly.

He ignored the surprised and puzzled looks from everyone and continued:

"When hunting, wolves are like leading troops in war. They are smart and tenacious, and they don't care about death. The most important thing is that their tactics are changeable. They can detect, lure the enemy, disrupt, and surround. They act calmly and patiently, and never attack blindly. Horse training is We Dothraki are good at things, but we never use riding whips rudely to make the unruly horses obey. The Dothraki will quickly jump on the wild horses and let them jump forward and kick, but we will hold on tightly. Without letting go of the horse's mane, he kept driving the wild horse, running in circles, and finally the wild horse surrendered and obediently carried its owner back to the camp. "

Although Corsolo's expression remained calm, he suddenly turned sideways and observed the map hanging in the center of the camp. He seemed to be touched in his heart, and then said:

"Hills, valleys."

Corsolo's words once again made others seem to be in a cloud, and they still couldn't figure out what they meant.

At this time, Affairs Officer Ofer’s eyes flashed brightly:

"Are you talking about the river valley we hunted before? It is indeed a good place to hide the army, and it is also suitable for the cavalry to charge from a high position."

Then without waiting for anyone to respond, he gently stroked the sheepskin map and said with a smile:

"Luring, disrupting, and surrounding the enemy like a pack of wolves hunting, or like taming a wild horse, leading the enemy in circles to make them lose their will and surrender."

Seeing that the others suddenly understood and agreed in unison, Bachelor Bas Potter also nodded slightly thoughtfully, but did not participate in the discussion.

Meng Ge looked at the map quietly and suddenly smiled:

"I'm very familiar with the fighting style of the Dothraki. They are powerful and attack like the wind, but the shortcomings are also more obvious. The tactics are single, unreserved, and unsustainable. Once they encounter an opponent that is difficult to conquer, they will become impatient. The enemy The necessary conditions for defeat in the war have been met, so please don’t worry, the gods will tie failure in the enemy’s hair, and it won’t take long for us to win.”

His words relaxed the atmosphere in the camp. Even if the morale was high, everyone would inevitably feel nervous when the war was about to begin.

Meng Ge did not delay any longer. He pointed the dagger in his hand at the parchment map, with a serious expression and a frustrated tone, and said:

"The tribe will go south overnight to the source of the upper reaches of the Valanna River, and then they will divide their troops and march here. Steward and Scholar, I want you two to lead 10,000 Dothraki Roaring Warriors to protect the tribe as it moves westward. The Valanna River and At the confluence of the Lorne River, there is the ruins of a city called Sa Mel. A large swamp has been eroded by the river. You will distribute weapons to the women, elders, and children of the tribe. You will rely on the ruins of the city here. , build camps, defensive facilities, and defend yourself. It is not easy for the enemy's cavalry to charge in the swamp. You only need to resist the enemy's charge, reduce the losses of the tribe, and wait for the return of the large troops. "

Then, Mengge moved the dagger in his hand down the map and continued:

"Corsoro, you and I will lead thirty thousand Dothraki roaring warriors, bypass the Valanna River, continue southward, approach Volantis, and force all the Volantis troops to withdraw into the city. After that, I will Continue to guard the city of Volantis, and you need to continue to lead the ten thousand Dothraki Roaring Warriors to find the right time to turn around, follow the coast of the Summer Sea, and take the Valyrian Road eastward until you encounter the inflow of Sigh. Then we go north along the west bank of the river into the mountains, and set up an ambush in the river valley where we once hunted.”

Mengge kept narrating the orders in his mouth, and Mengge was also thinking in his mind.

After a while, he took a picture of the map and said:

"Corsolo, I can no longer give you any more orders. All this requires us to send cavalry to each other and maintain uninterrupted communication. However, the situation of the war is not static, but is full of changes. If we encounter If the message is interrupted, you need to remain calm and patient, and develop a keen sense of war. If everything goes well, I can avoid the enemy's sight, and we can encircle and annihilate the opponent's large forces in the wide and flat river valley, but if I fail to escape After driving away the enemy, we will all continue to move north along the river valley, attack the enemy's rear, and rescue the tribes waiting for help in the swamp."

Afterwards, Meng Ge looked at the affairs officer and bachelor again solemnly, and said in a gentle tone:

"The tribe's 30,000 Dothraki cavalry are approaching Volantis, giving you time to build fortifications. After we withdraw, the enemy's pursuit cavalry will continue to approach Volantis, acting as a deterrent on our behalf in disguise. This It is enough for the Volantis to stay behind the city wall and ensure the safety of your backs, but there is only one thing. I am not sure whether the enemy will divide their forces or attack your camp with all their strength. Please be sure to hold on and wait for reinforcements. "

After hearing Kaa's serious instructions, the steward Ofo and the bachelor Bas Potter did not speak. They nodded solemnly and seriously like knights who uprightly upheld their oaths.