Game of Thrones Overlord Conquest.

Chapter 127
It was near the end of the long summer, a gray, dreary day, and the north wind swept over the dreadful forests and grottoes of Evervillon, and over the pale snow peaks of Mount Our Lady.

Broken clouds rolled in the sky, looking low and heavy, and when the belated dawn began to shine, nearly 70 troops were ready to take advantage of the cool weather and head towards their respective pastures.

Mungo wore a brown leather vest with black stripes like any other Dothraki, and his black Valyrian steel machete was fastened to his bronze belt.

This weapon has not yet been named, but others have already spontaneously called it "Weeping Blood", not only because of the blood-soaked lines on the handle of the keel that look like flames and stars, but also because it is used to kill in wars.

He galloped back and forth in the team on a fiery red horse, kindly visited the faces of each member, kept them firmly in his heart, and tirelessly told the leaders to take care of their safety and maintain the glory of Dothraki.

"Let's go! Let all the Dothraki enemies flee!" Mungo stood in front of the bronze horse gate of the Holy City, shouting loudly like thunder roaring.

Nuohart held the gold-plated banner of the galloping horse in his hand, and followed closely beside Kayo. He took out a huge horn from behind, brought it to his mouth and blew it vigorously.

The sound of the vast horn resounded through the sky and echoed on the holy mountain of the grassland. When all the people in Vaes Dothrak heard the sound, they immediately took action.

The tribes who stayed in the holy city stood by the road of the gods and watched them leave, and they chanted the ancient Dothraki hymns loudly, blessing those who traveled far away.

It wasn't until all the thousands of households walked out of the horse gate, merged into the grassland, and disappeared into the distant horizon, that they quietly turned around and started their new work and life.

Mungo and his party walked slowly on the grassy road, followed by Officer Ofer, who was holding a city sketch, and Bas Potter, a bachelor, who was holding a pen and paper.

Noahart and the other bloodriders lined up in two rows to guard, staring vigilantly and sharply at the surroundings, guarding against the eyes and ears from the Free Trade City.

Perhaps these city-states have heard the news of the unification of the Dothraki, and will be terrified and unscrupulous. Soon, spies and assassins will flood the eastern grasslands.

After nearly 70 people left, the holy city suddenly became very desolate. Compared with the capitals of other countries, it seemed lifeless.

Meng Ge looked at the strange buildings on the left and right sides with great interest, and then shook his head. He summoned Ofer and the bachelor to his side, and said in a low voice:

"Before Harsha and Sauter open up the trade route, your main task is to demolish these crumbling wooden towers, and try to remove the grass-woven buildings that are prone to fire."

"The Holy City doesn't have that many people right now. We can allocate those spacious halls, stone tents, and marble pyramids to the people to live in. First pass on this decree, and the residents who have benefited are obliged to do their best to help you."

"The continuous long summer makes the precipitation less and less, and the Silver Sea is almost dry. It is very difficult to use water in the grassland, but the groundwater is buried relatively deep. We don't have the technology to dig deep wells to provide water for the tribe."

"So as long as there is a chance, we need to build a ditch around the city to bring the river from the Notre Dame Mountain and the holy lake into the city, so that the people don't have to ride horses for half a day to transport the water back to the city. , you have to discuss a feasible plan with the craftsman."

The bachelor and the clerk looked at the sketches in their hands and took a pen to draw a record. But when they heard the proposal to build a canal, they stopped quickly and couldn't help but look at each other. The decree is very beneficial, but it is very difficult to implement.

They were unwilling to take the initiative to persuade Kayo, and they stared at each other fiercely, and the two sides were on the verge of breaking out.

The two hesitated for a moment in silence, and Ofer was the first to struggle and said:
"It is a Dothraki tradition not to desecrate the Mother's Mountain and the Womb Lake of the world, and this will shake the hearts of the people."

"Then let them shatter!"

Meng Ge's face was tense, his expression was cold and arrogant, like a goshawk soaring in the sky, he said contemptuously:

"He who prays to the gods and complains when there is not enough water is only a man of faith or laziness."

"But we still have to be bound by the oath of the gods." The bachelor raised his head and said, there was a sense of shame in his words, which showed that he did not fully agree with his words.

Meng Ge firmly believes that man will conquer nature. Even if there are gods in this world, they do not have the power to make life better.

He restrained the boredom of these restrictions in his heart, and said in a quiet and majestic manner:
"Over, Bas Potter, you all swore your allegiance to me before I became king, and you know very well that the lives of my people are more precious to me than any wealth. Listen, Even those who have never seen the dawn are unwilling to swear to walk on the dark road all their lives."

"Ves Dothrak is at the foot of the Notre Dame Mountain, and the Womb Lake of the world is not far away from us. This project will not damage the power of the people, but it can make everyone's life better, so no god can stop me from going this way. way."

"You and other Dothraki people still don't know where your strength lies. Believe in yourself and keep hope at all times. I will bless all those who yearn for a better life, and may the sun always shine on their faces."

"I wish the Dothraki endless life and prosperity!" The two laughed and respectfully accepted the order, and they couldn't help but whispered with emotion:
"It seems that we should not be able to enjoy rest and relaxation. We will give you a complete plan as soon as possible, and it won't take too long!"

A group of people trampled on the remains of the statues of the gods from all sides on both sides of the road, left the Avenue of the Gods, and walked along a rugged path. Their goal was the Prophet's Hall where Doshi Kalin once stayed.

A miserable person who has always been imprisoned is being imprisoned there. Of course, the treatment he enjoys this time is much better than before. I believe he should not commit massacre revenge again.

The fact is also true. For Bono, although he wakes up every day and faces exactly the same scene, this place is much more spacious than the small dark room where Dosh Kalin imprisoned him.

At first, some people came to accuse him of being disrespectful to the Prophet. After that, no one questioned him again, and the guards did not treat him harshly in terms of diet.

However, he was still very anxious at this time: whether he would spend the rest of his life in captivity. He asked the guards to send a message that he wanted to meet the great Kayo, but there seemed to be no news at all.

At this moment, a group of armored soldiers stepped into the hall of the Prophet. These soldiers had ugly faces, said nothing, and covered their mouths and noses with their hands, and rudely stripped off his blood-stained and stinking clothes. clean.

Then he put a bucket of water heavily in front of him, and dropped a new set of clothes at the same time.

The cold water splashed on Bono's face, instantly waking him up from his confusion. He didn't care about his own life or death. He drove away the flies and insects around him, and eagerly scooped up the water to clean himself.

In the evening, the armored warrior arranged another sumptuous meal for him. He devoured it voraciously, knowing in his heart that this was Meng Ge who wanted to see him. If he could not show the value of continuing to exist, this meal would be his last meal. dinner.

　The original book does not have the area of ​​each continent. I set the distance from Braavos to Volantis to be 100 kilometers, which is roughly the distance from Brittany, France, to Monaco in the real world. According to this calculation, St. The city is at the foot of the Notre Dame Mountain, about [-] kilometers away, and the palace lake in the world is farther away, about [-] kilometers away. Based on this calculation, the area of ​​this lake is at least [-] square kilometers.It took Mungo and his tribe four months to travel from Volantis to the Silver Sea, and they stopped on the road for more than a month. In the original book, Drogo took Daenerys back to the holy city from Pentos for nearly a year. I went to many places and walked more slowly. My time and distance are approximate, so please don’t criticize too much.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)