Game of Thrones Overlord Conquest.

Chapter 117 The Silk Road
After the meeting between Harsha and Sotkhal, he insisted that the other party had other support, so he handed over all the affairs of Ves Dothrak to the bachelor Bas Potter, and led the army to station outside the city. They did not dare to relax day and night to monitor the Eastern Pass.

Not long after, on the night of the occupation of the holy city, there was a piercing whistle of wolf bones outside the camp, and the patrolling cavalry rushed back. Almost all of them were wounded, and they were very reluctant to ride their horses.

They reined in their horses and jumped off in front of the big tent, staggered towards Harsha, and shouted out of breath:
"Jogosnai, people from Jugosnai!"

"Fifty thousand, there are fifty thousand cavalry!"

"I have crossed the eastern pass and are heading towards the holy city!"

"Destroy them!" Thousands of households in the camp shouted in unison:
"Since you dare to come to the Dothraki Sea and attack our warriors, they are the enemy. We must treat the enemy mercilessly and cut off their heads. This feat is ours!" All the leaders jumped up and danced. celebration.

Harsha waved his hand to calm down the leaders of thousands of households, and continued to listen to the news brought back by the scouts. Finally, he stood up and said:

"Officer Ofer has sent news that the great Kaal has returned to his Silver Sea camp, and the army has set out to pilgrimage to the holy city. I will send the youngest and strongest cavalry to inform him of the crisis we are facing, please come quickly !"

"However, it's not close to the holy city, so it takes some distance."

"Warriors, the time for rejoicing is over. The legends of the Dothraki have been forgotten for many years. The scavengers dare to gallop on our land. They can't wait to take advantage of the chaos of the grassland and take our flesh and blood as food. .”

"In any case, as long as we are still alive, no one can take away any victory from our side. If you want, please fight with me. At the same time, I also ask you to do your best to help me, so that the great Kaa faster, further."

"Please order! March to the east!" The leaders of the thousand households shouted in unison. The Dothraki have always been very practical in war: accept the command of the strong, kill all enemies, and win all victories.

The Dothraki were new to things like building fortifications, and had little time to prepare.

So they assembled all the cavalry, and after eating and drinking enough, they rushed eastward overnight, never leaving any time for the enemy to breathe.

During their march, the scouts kept bringing new news. Hasha carefully studied the marching route left by the enemy. Sure enough, as he expected, the Jugosnai people did not have that much wisdom, and the only attack target was St. city.

Moreover, because their zebra mounts are famous for their endurance, they can travel long distances without water and food. This journey is non-stop, and there is no sign of rest in the camp.

The army advanced to a place about ten miles from the holy city, and stopped. Here to the north was a continuous, but very low mound, not even as high as the grass of the Dothraki Sea, and could not cover the horse's legs.

However, Harsha deliberately changed some plans. He made the soldiers and horses lie down behind the hill to hide and rest.

When it was still daylight, many fires suddenly lit up in the east, and the Dothraki warriors found a group of short and sturdy cavalry approaching here.

Soon, they saw those people from behind the hill, riding horses with black and white patterns.

"Here they come!" whispered some young Dothraki warriors.

"Don't act rashly. They have 5 people. This army must be sent to explore the way." The ten household heads immediately explained aloud, calming the restless hearts of the young soldiers.

Soon after, the advance team of the Jugosnai arrived near the mound. They stood there and pointed around. After carefully looking at the terrain in front of them, some of the cavalry turned around and returned, while others continued to run forward. .

This scene made Hasa very happy, and a smile appeared on his sweat-covered face again, looking very excited. He also began to calculate the distance to charge and how long it would take the main force of the Jogosnai people to march to reach this place.

During the hour when the enemy scouted the cavalry for leaving the mound, every moment was very long, and the nerves of the soldiers became more and more tense.

Everyone persisted in this way for a while, and then there was the earth-shattering sound of horseshoes in the distance. Immediately afterwards, a huge cavalry team came rushing forward layer by layer like a tide, with a terrifying momentum.

It can be seen that the wide plain in the east is covered with groups of black shadows, and even the ground seems to be cracked.

Soon, the front end of the Jugosnai cavalry began to pass in front of the slope, and Harsha remained unmoved. He waited until the enemy's forward passed, and then he patted the horses beside him. One man and one horse jumped up simultaneously. He jumped on his horse and shouted loudly:
"Stop the enemy's front, drag the rear, and charge with me."

"Follow—me—charge, warriors, charge!"

The Dothraki cavalry followed closely behind, jumped up on the slope, and spread out, like a falcon on the grassland spreading its claws, swooping down on a flock of frightened birds from a high place to attack, they were like a mass of fire, Or a river that has burst its banks, blindly sweeping away everything that stands in its way.

The pitch-black rain of arrows drew long black lines in the air, whizzed out, tore through the smoke and dust covering the sky, and tore apart the bloody sky. The speed faltered.

After a short period of panic, their deep roars began to fill the plain, trying to change their formation and meet the attack, but after the Dothraki shot their arrows, they did not stop charging, galloping all the way with overwhelming momentum, waving Armed with sharp arakhs, the riot swept forward ferociously.

The formation of the Jugosnai people was violently impacted and was completely dispersed. Their war leader, Jahata, rode forward regardless of life and death, shouting to organize a counterattack, and his voice echoed on the plain. Many cavalry abandoned their original enemies one after another, and rushed to help regardless of their own lives.

This also attracted the attention of the Dothraki cavalry, and they also rushed towards Jahata. The Jogosnai cavalry who had just gathered could not stop them, and they were either hacked to death or fled in all directions.

With the opening up of the front line, the Jugosnai people were completely suppressed. They stayed in their respective tribes, around the blood-related Jaha, and split into seven or eight small army formations. They suffered blows from all directions and slowly retreated to the south. , but if you want to escape this trap, you must leave countless corpses along the way.

The blood-stained Jahata was helpless and could only watch the tragedy happen in front of his eyes angrily. He and his cavalry guarded the southeast army formation together because the chance of escaping from there was relatively high.

The smoke and dust kicked up by the horseshoes were swept away by the strong wind, and the bright sun illuminated the ground. Jahata took the opportunity to look at the situation of the retreat route behind him, but there was an exciting scene in front of him, a group of black figures appeared in the light of the east.

"Sot! Sot!" he yelled, "Our allies are coming!"

Jahata's vision was correct. The cavalrymen of the Sot tribe were holding up their flags and appearing in groups. As the war leader waved his arms and shouted, the Jugosnai people all looked behind them.

They felt that even the mountains of bones standing in the sky were not as spectacular as the cavalry gathered under the command of the horse king Sauter, and they roared excitedly.

The astonishing cry attracted the attention of the Dothraki. Harsha rushed to the high ground first, and the Qianhu followed closely behind. Their eyes flashed with angry red light, and they looked to the southeast, and then they showed a chilling expression on their faces. , began to command the soldiers under his command to withdraw from the siege, and the cavalry of the Soter tribe seemed to them to be as evil as "poisonous water".

The horn of war sounded, and the Jugosnai people rearranged their formation and entered the battle position, ready to launch an attack with reinforcements.

But at this moment, without any warning, a black cloud covered the sun and mercilessly pressed down on them from behind with overwhelming momentum, and there were stern screams in the battlefield again.

For a moment, everyone was shrouded in astonishment and confusion, but the footsteps of the Soter tribe continued to move forward. They rushed towards the stunned Jugosnai people like a gust of wind, like a storm In that way, the grove and the big forest will be overturned by the roots.

Horrific howls, hoofbeats, and roars were mixed together, and countless scimitars that looked like pampas grass slashed at the Jugosnai people, killing the people riding the zebras to the ground one by one.

This battle was not so much a melee as a massacre, with blood splashing towards the sun everywhere.

Even though these visitors from the Far East had always been used to fighting, massacres and bloodshed, they were still frightened and began to collapse.

This sudden change also made Hasa stand still in place, surrounded by dead silence, and the thousands of households did not know who to fight side by side with, because this was an extremely terrifying moment, and the Suot tribe seemed to want to kill the Jugosnai Kill them all.

But not long after, a single-handed messenger ran towards the place along the gap between the corpses. At a certain distance, the messenger stopped to signal peace to them, saying that due to the changed situation, he asked Harsha if he would like to meet Sotka again. Olympic meeting.

"Sot must have something to do with these Jugosnai people!" As soon as Hasha heard what the other party said, he immediately said to the thousands of households around him: "He can guess that the Great Kao is marching towards the holy city, and this is to attack us. surrender!"

"When you ask your people to come, don't bring weapons, and the number of people should not be too many. I am willing to receive them." Then he shouted to the messenger again.

Around midday, the two armies of Wanhu Hasa and Soter faced each other again. This time Soter did not bring so many people to meet Hasa. They put their weapons on the ground at the foot of the hill, and then walked towards the high ground.

When the thousand households were assessing the situation before them, they also noticed that the two people walking behind the line were carrying a corpse wrapped in linen.

"Soter! Are you willing to surrender?" Harsha shouted.

"Please let me go to the Holy City, I'm going to meet Khal Mongo." Sort replied without changing his expression.

Hearing this sentence, Harsha's worried heart gradually calmed down, and he did not pretend to be like last time, and said straightforwardly:

"Are you here to waste my time? Let all your cavalry lay down their weapons. There is no room for negotiation between us until you comply with my conditions."

"Is there no other condition that can make you open the way to the holy city?"

"Except for your warriors, nothing else can tempt me."

"What about the three roads out of the mountain? Kaya Kayanaya, Shamiliana, and Baya Sabhad, they are the three fortresses that control the entry and exit of the Skeleton Mountains. I think the great Kayo's western expedition needs a stable rear, of course , but also need countless wealth, I am willing to offer him three Silk Roads that can trade with the Far East and bring countless treasures."

(End of this chapter)