Chapter 107
There wasn't a single cloud in the sky, and everyone could feel the air was heavy. The sun was slowly moving over the grassland with a bloody color, rolling towards the west, as if the end of the world was about to come.

Mungo led the army forward along the road leading to the valley, and the men and horses formed a rough sea, submerging the grassland full of flowers, and behind them was the dust that covered the sky and the sun.

Right in front of them was the towering western mountain range of Notre Dame. With their footsteps, it became taller and darker, and it felt as if the shadows of the world were converging and flowing from the hills.

Like a bird rushing out of the mountains, a black shadow came galloping from a distance. It was a galloping cavalryman. He was covered in blood and kept panting heavily before Mungo. He squeezed out the strength to speak, and said :
"We encountered the enemy's scouting cavalry, and we discovered it too late! There are too few troops! Except for me, everyone else died in battle on the way back."

"However, I saw that the hills to the east of the valley are all enemy camps, and there are many soldiers on horseback inside."

Hearing this, many people present were taken aback. Noahart's blood rushed to his face, his eyes reflected the blood-red light, and he asked loudly:
"Praise be to your courage, how many tents do they have?"

"It's too far away, so I can't tell how many people there are, but I believe that all the troops of Ves Dothraki must be there." The cavalry replied what he saw with his own eyes.

"Kayo, what we are worried about is about to happen." Nohat looked at Mungo, pointed his whip at the towering mountains in the distance, and said, "The enemy's commander will soon know that our troops are coming news."

Mungo didn't say a word, watching the distance carefully, looking for a gap to break through the encirclement like a wild beast besieged by hunters.

Then, he stretched out his hand to recruit a group of cavalry, and whispered a few words to them. The cavalry shot out like flying arrows, and their figures swept across the grassland like a whirlwind, and disappeared without looking back. direction of time.

Mungo turned to look at Noahart and the bloodrider cavalry, and shouted:
"Keep going."

After finishing speaking, he rode his horse and ran forward immediately. Nuohart followed closely behind him, and said softly:
"The number of opponents is very large, more than three times the strength we have assembled here."

"Then we have to be faster, let's rush to kill those enemies who have not yet formed a formation." Mungo didn't stop, and said with a smile:
"No matter how perfect the tactics are, they can't solve all the problems, but no matter how unpredictable the situation is, they can't change the essence."

"We have only one tactic, and that is to avoid the false and strike the real. The Mungo tribe is not going to fight 20 people, we only fight the strongest tribe."

"We will fight whichever tribe is the strongest, whether it belongs to Ogo or Sauter, or someone else. We have more than 6 people, and there is no tribe in the Dothraki Sea with stronger troops than us."

The troops continued to march towards the Notre Dame Mountain along the road. The hill was getting closer and closer, and the grassland extended to the foot of the mountain. They vaguely saw two isolated peaks standing at the entrance of the valley, standing there like two guards.

When they saw a river flowing out of the northern valley and turning west, the sun had already begun to set, and the light of the setting sun dyed the Dothraki Sea in front of them with gold, and the silvery rushing water also appeared. glowed red.

"Enemy! Enemy! I see two armies."

"Prepare for battle!" The surrounding cavalry blew their ear-piercing wolf-bone whistles, shouting and scattered away.

Before the scouts rushed back to the team, everyone felt the tremor of the ground and the sound of rumbling horseshoes.

I saw a dark shadow appearing on the hills and highlands far away from the edge of the grassland, as if a forest suddenly appeared on the flat land, followed by the second, third and fourth patches. Is it all the Quds Army.

The leaders of the Thousand Households dispersed and went to their own legions, leaving only Nohat and the Blood Riders by Kayo's side.

Soldiers of the 28 legions followed the drill rules in the past, listened to the orders of thousands and hundreds of households, silently and quickly formed a battle formation, but when they thought that they would participate in a decisive battle with tens of thousands of people in the future, the young cavalrymen were all shocked. My blood boiled.

Their hearts roared like a hound on a rope when they saw a wild beast from afar. They gripped their spears, scimitars, bows and arrows tighter, and reined in their mounts, as if they were about to charge immediately. The sound of rapid breathing, It was as if the leather vests on them had suddenly become too tight.

The older and experienced cavalrymen all looked serious and cold, because they knew how heavy and terrifying the task before them was, and they needed to help the young people calm down, saying:
"You are indispensable in this battle. Everyone has a chance to make meritorious deeds. I hope you will not kill too much."

The blood-red sun rolled down the earth, and the air became almost condensed. At this moment, a horn blew, and everyone could clearly see that the cavalry on the hill were lined up in many rows, and the spear points reflected the blood-red flames. , and at the same time start marching towards this place.

Mungo sat on a fiery red war horse, holding a Valyrian steel scimitar in his hand, his black pupils were shining brightly, and a red light appeared on his face, he asked loudly:
"Did anyone see Elihu Phoenix?"

"Kayo, he is on the left wing of our army."

"Send him here, I need to see him."

At this time, the army of the Holy City was slowly driving down from the high ground, and it was completely parked on the half slope in a battle formation. Mungo, who had a keen eye, could always see all kinds of things drawn on the flying flags. symbol.

Nohat, who had dealt with the Ogo tribe before in Vaes Dothrak, recognized the flags and emblems of their army. He pointed out a large banner on the enemy's right flank, with a gray prancing horse drawn on a black background, but, He didn't recognize the other flags.

What made Mengo most curious was the Soter tribe. When he carefully searched for the Shamiliana female warriors among the crowd, the Quds Force had already formed a formation. They stretched like a long snake, burning in some places A raging fire broke out, and hundreds of fire piles bloomed like huge red flowers.

Seeing this scene, Mungo tried his best to suppress his contempt. Finally, he tried his best to restrain himself, but he couldn't help it. He turned his serious eyes to the bloodrider and asked:
"Who is the commander-in-chief of the enemy? The fire is so far away. This is not to tell us clearly that they will not launch an attack now, and wait for us to go up and fight him. How can there be such a good thing? Let him take advantage of it gone."

No one could stand up and answer this suffocating question this time, only Noahart reluctantly echoed:

"The opponent's strength is indeed astonishing, but they appeared too early, and we haven't stepped up the slope. If they take the initiative to attack, the condescending terrain advantage will be gone."

"Then just wait! I can't fight for the time being."

Having said that, Mungo was still worried that the enemy was setting up suspicious positions. To be cautious, he still told everyone to be vigilant and prepare for battle.

At this moment, a strong man with a wheel tattoo on his face came galloping like a whirlwind on a sweaty horse, and shouted before dismounting:
"Most merciful khal! Here comes your most loyal Volantene."

(End of this chapter)

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