Game of Thrones Overlord Conquest.

Chapter 111 The Final Winner

In the bright light of the morning, everyone could clearly see this vast, bloody battlefield, which was strewn with broken spears and scimitars, and the corpses of men and horses were piled up like a mountain, beyond the edge of sight.

The "Jakarangs" were walking around, cutting off the heads of the dead and dying, and collecting weapons. Flocks of crows and vultures were already circling in the blue sky, screaming happily because they saw the food.

A total of nine tribes participated in this war. After a night's rest, the fatigue and sorrow of the warriors disappeared, and the infinite glory shone on the faces of the victors.

Through the identification of the captives one by one, they dragged the bodies of the important figures of various tribes who had been killed or executed by the Quds Army to Kayo, and placed them one by one.

They were all lying there like logs, their faces pale as snowflakes, their eyes staring blankly, where pride and anger and fear were all extinguished.

Someone moved Fogo's body covered in dust and blood clots, and put it together with the head. Mungo looked at the corpse lying on the ground with his eyes wide open, sighed regretfully, and then said expressionlessly:

"This man, I thought he was the king of the world yesterday! One war cost the lives of fifty thousand soldiers."

"However, he died a heroic battle, so let's be cremated with the corpses of other Quds soldiers!"

He looked at the black steed brought by the soldiers again, was silent for a while, and continued:
"Although Fogo is the commander-in-chief of the Holy City Army, he is not Kayo. His horse does not have to be buried with him."

After finishing speaking, Mungo rode his horse and turned around to leave. The most outstanding cavalry rushed up the hill and gathered around Kao.

They were going to the funeral of the tribe's warriors, and the praise and glory belonged to those who survived, to the blood-sacrificed victims.

The afternoon sun shines all over the earth, and the clouds in the blue sky refract into golden yellow, covering the whole Notre Dame Mountain with a layer of sacred color.

The resistance of the Quds Army no longer existed, and Noahart's pursuit was very successful. In addition to bringing back more than 1 prisoners, he also snatched the huge transport team from the opponent's camp.

Numerous carriages were loaded with grain and grass, as well as lamb and fine wine for the celebration banquet after the victory.

Facing the sun, Mengo saw the captives in the middle of the returning team, panting heavily, struggling to lift some shelves that looked like beds, and memories flashed through his mind like lightning.

He hurriedly rode his horse and galloped over. After seeing the complete appearance of these things, he could only secretly rejoice that Fogo didn't use them in the war.

The bed crossbow, more accurately, is the three-bow bed crossbow, also known as the "eight ox crossbow", which means that eight cows are needed to pull the twisted shaft and stretch the string. After the addition of this kind of crossbow, the range can reach up to 500 meters Above, the arrows are like javelins. When fired at close range, they will be firmly nailed into the city wall, and the siege soldiers can even use it to climb the city.

As far as Mungo knows, Braavos, the free trade city, can also manufacture a giant ballista, which can easily destroy the city wall by firing dense stone bombs. The spear is capable of nailing three soldiers together to the ground,

Both crossbows are terrifyingly powerful weapons, and since their creation, human prowess has been of no value.

However, Braavosi's ballista uses a torsion spring device, a moving slider, and a base that can rotate freely, so that the operation is not too laborious and the direction is very flexible.

Thinking of this, Meng Ge understood why the Holy City Army abandoned the three-bow bed crossbow in such a critical battle.

Because this sharp weapon requires at least 30 people to pull it open, and there must be a special person in charge of aiming and firing. The soldiers who use the bed crossbow are all specially selected people in the army. In short, the Dothraki will definitely not use it. of.

He ordered the soldiers to keep these bed crossbows well. After everything was arranged properly, he turned to Noahart who had just run to his side and asked:
"Have you found any traces of the Sauter tribe?"

Noahart took off his helmet, wiped off the sweat on his forehead with his arm, the tiredness on his face was swept away, and he replied solemnly:
"We rushed into the camp there, and the retreat was very clean. The captives said that they did not go in the direction of the battlefield. When they were last seen, they were gathering troops at the mouth of the valley, and they were going to circle east to outflank our rear."

"To the east?" Mungo looked around for a while, then stared at the east, and said, "It's just a lie to Fogo. All of this is Sauter's scheme. His real target is Wes Dothrak."

Noahart's eyes were full of uneasiness, he was a little unsure of the guess in his heart, as if his throat was frozen, he asked hesitantly:
"You mean, those tribes living in the holy city?"

Mungo didn't answer this question aloud. While directing the thousands of households to recruit prisoners as much as possible to prevent potential riots, he paid attention to Noahart's actions.

Seeing Qianhu, who was originally impetuous in the blood alliance guard, for a long time, he could do his best to keep calm and calm, and earnestly carry out various orders.

He nodded in satisfaction, came to the other party's side, laughed loudly and said:
"That's right! Even if you don't count the residents of Ves Dothraki, there are still ten tribes there, with a population of more than 30, and a herd of cattle, sheep and horses that can support 20 warriors. Just find a place to recuperate In a few years, another [-] troops can be easily formed.

"Well, Doshi Kalin has managed the holy city for hundreds of years, and their wealth is also quite a lot."

"Of course, these are not the places where Sauter's strategy is the most powerful. You can think about it. You just robbed the camp of the Quds Army. If we occupy Wes Dothraki again, what will happen next?"

The sun was gradually approaching the peak of Mount Notre Dame, and if no one emphasized this, Norhart could barely maintain his composure.

At this time, his eyeballs started to roll around from time to time, and the whites of his eyes were about to turn out. He couldn't feel at ease at all. He licked his lips nervously, and replied thoughtfully:
"If we can occupy Vaes Dothraki, there will be only this city in the vast grassland. Those fleeing tribes will have no tribes and no food supplies. They will either choose to starve to death, or they can only obediently surrender to us. "

Having said that, Noahart already understood everything, he couldn't help but think about it in his heart, and then exclaimed in surprise:

"So, whoever can occupy the holy city now will immediately get 30 soldiers and [-] troops, and whoever is the ultimate winner of this war."

Meng Ge pointed to the captives who were being recruited in the distance, and said with a smile:
"More than that, those people will become hidden dangers buried in our tribe, Sauter, you are really clever and vicious!"

(End of this chapter)