Game of Thrones Overlord Conquest.

Chapter 102
"Everyone, stop arguing. Everyone already knows the plan to enter the holy city. Now it's time to talk about ours."

Meng Ge stopped in time, otherwise the two sides might have been planning to go back to the Battle of the Undercurrent River and their bravery in the tribe. In the end, everyone reluctantly returned to their original positions and sat down.

"It's not bad." Bas Potter, who was full of smiles, turned to Ofer, and said in Valyrian: "If it weren't for these guys being messy, this should be a beautiful sight, I just tried to remember Everyone's behavior, when I have time in the evening, I will draw this scene."

The clerk sitting next to him heard what the bachelor said, but ignored him.

He looked around Mungo's figure and looked at the map hanging behind him. He looked at the marked arrows and asked:
"Kayo, do you want to take the lead in attacking this time?"

Mungo glanced at Ofer in surprise, nodded at him with a smile, then withdrew his smile, and cast a vicious glance at the generals who were still arguing fiercely, which made these people shudder , he raised his voice and said:

"Listen, Harsha, I know you have the most sensitive sense of smell. You also fought with Kosoro on the south bank of the Lorne River and learned his tactics. Pick ten thousand households from the left wing and give them to you to lead. Ride on six horses, take my banner, fly more banners, and meet the vanguard of the holy city."

When Harsha heard Kosoro's name, his face quickly became serious, but when he stopped speaking, there was still a deep disappointment in his eyes that could not be concealed.

When he saw Kayo's unquestionable expression, he immediately got up and saluted to accept the order. Mungo put his hands on the seat, stared majestically into his eyes, and said:

"Your opponent is Sotekao, that is not a simple role. The vanguard led by him, in addition to my friend Mosokao, also brought some weak tribes who were forced to act as bait, but the total strength of the opponent Still at least twice as big as you."

"But my request to you is that you are not allowed to attack, just let them mistakenly think that I am there, and the main force of our army is also there, and they want to fight them decisively, and hold them back when the other party is about to retreat."

Harsha is the first Wanhu appointed by Meng Ge himself, the left-wing military leader, he is full of thoughts about fighting a tough battle, and looks forward to making great achievements to prove his ability.

But he is a rough person on the surface, but actually very meticulous. After listening to Kayo's request, he immediately understood the intention.

He felt that he had no reason not to follow this order, so the grievance in his heart quickly calmed down.

The remaining leaders of thousands of households held their breath unconsciously. They were not only afraid of Kayo's awe-inspiring gaze, but also worried that they would be sent to play a supporting role in this decisive battle.

"Offer and Bachelor Bass, lead the blood alliance guards to guard the thousand households, and then select ten thousand households from the right wing to station in the Yinhai camp." Mungo glanced at the crowd, and slowly said: "The rest of the thousand households immediately The entire army must set out before sunset, and Qianhu, the middle army of the blood alliance guards, will follow me."

Then, he stood up and pointed to the map behind him, and said loudly:
"Although the caller of this war is Doshi Kalin, the real initiators are Ogo and Sauter. The other khals are just participants. Their tribes are weak and their troops are small, so they must not dare to attack rashly."

"Judging from the situation at the Holy City Conference, before the war started, all the Kayos were already thinking about preserving their strength. Since none of them are willing to fight first, they dare to go out of the city to fight by persuasion, agitation, and intimidation. Why don't I come here instead?" The other party decides!"

"Therefore, there is only one target for this expedition, the Ogo tribe. I want to concentrate all the main forces to attack him, annihilate his army, and cut off his head before the enemy forms a formation."

"If Aogo, who has the strongest military force, is defeated quickly, the army of the Holy City will fall into panic. After we deal with him, we will turn to Sot and the other khals, and finally defeat all the enemies."

At this time, the generals in the big tent stood up one after another. They straightened their chests with awe-inspiring expressions, held the handle of the knife, and shouted in a majestic and vigorous voice:

"Follow the orders of Khal Mongo."

"The Dothraki are invincible wherever the horse's head goes!"

For the next few hours, the entire camp was filled with the enthusiasm of this nation for war, and batches of scouts rushed to the distant grassland one after another. They wanted to set off for the army and clear a clean route.

With the sound of the huge horn of Kao's central tent, followed by the sound of other horns, the camp that stretched for hundreds of miles became restless.

The gray wooden gate opened immediately, and the cavalry, led by hundreds and thousands of households, came out in a single file, like winding black rivers, eventually converging into an ocean wider than the Silver Sea.

There is an endless grassland in front of you. The grass in the Dothraki Sea is tall and thick, and the height of the green grass sometimes even reaches the knees of the cavalry. They are like black waves in the green sea, rolling forward continuously. .

Slowly, the sun began to set towards the west, and the horizon behind the cavalry was glowing red, turning the setting sun into a blood-colored dusk.

"What would that be?" A Dothraki boy who had just turned 15 and was drafted into the army asked curiously.

"A harbinger of war! Keep going!" the old cavalry replied.

They rode through the sunset and twilight all the way, and rushed into the dark night. When the horses needed to rest, Mungo also gave them some rest time. Soon, they continued on their way under the hazy moonlight. Same as day.

Waves of coolness penetrated into the night, the darkness in the east slowly disappeared, turning into light blue, and golden dawns burst out in front of them, and dawn had quietly arrived.

"Look!" Suddenly, someone pointed to the front and shouted loudly.

Everyone opened their tired eyes and stared intently. In front of them was the western side of Notre Dame Mountain. The two ends of the mountain spread out like arms, turning into a valley as wide as a mother's embrace. The peak was covered with white snow. , shone with silver light, and there were traces of black hidden in it.

Meng Gele stopped the fiery red war horse that was neighing with his head high. He stretched out his hand to cover the glare of the dawn, looked into the distance, and delivered an order to the blood alliance guards who were following him: "The army stops advancing, and sent scouts into the valley to investigate."

Afterwards, facing Nuohart who was galloping towards him, he arranged:

"The whole army is on alert. Take out your weapons and string your bows and arrows. The flames of war are imminent. No matter how it looks from a distance, this is still the best place to ambush."

　There is one more.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)