Game of Thrones Overlord Conquest.

Chapter 37 Dawn Breaks
As the night fades away, the morning light of dawn dips into the light and diffuse clouds, like a dream.

Noahart gently shook off the exhaustion all over his body, and carefully searched for the traces left by the tribe, but the bright green eyes only made him feel dizzy.

Along the way, the others had already fallen behind, and he was the only one left who was still gritting his teeth.

At this time, in his hazy vision, he seemed to see another cavalry galloping, and the crisp sound of horseshoes told him that all of this was real.

The morning breeze blows, the morning glow reveals, and freshness comes oncoming.

"who is it!"

Noahart was awakened by a slight shaking, and quickly reached out to touch the scimitar at his waist.

Immediately, a continuous vibration came slowly, and he lost his hand, and he realized soberly that his body was lying on a moving carriage.

"Officer, the enemy..."

He finally saw the people following the carriage clearly, and hurriedly prepared to get up and report the abnormal information he found.

But seeing Ofer shook his head, gently raised his hand to press him down to stop him.

"Could it be that the enemy has spotted our tracks and is chasing after the tribe?"

Noahart looked surprised, then nodded, and said:

"Our scouting cavalry team set off from the Saihelu River, went straight forward, went to the wasteland to search for the enemy's traces, but found nothing, but the enemy has [-] cavalry, it is impossible to completely hide the traces, and we are returning to the Varana River. On the way, I encountered enemy scout teams several times, so I judged that they did not reach the wasteland, let alone march westward in the direction of Saihelu River, but directly attacked southwestward in the direction of Varana River."

Looking at the tired and pale Noahart, Ofer sighed helplessly, and patted him on the shoulder lightly:

"Thank you for your hard work, warrior of Kayo, stay in the carriage and rest. From seeing you return after such a difficult journey, I knew that there must be a major change in the enemy's place. Now it can be confirmed that the tribe has reduced preparations for another day. time."

After explaining this, Ofer rode his horse and rushed to the rear of the marching team.

At this time, Bachelor Bas Potter was behind the team, staring in a daze at the birds flying in the sky, and even anyone and animals passing by.

Seeing Officer Ofer coming on horseback, he came back to his senses, asked himself and answered:

"How did the enemy discover our tracks? There are no spies or scouts following us. Could it be that they are really skin-changers? But among humans, only Westeros, like the Children of the Forest, believes in the old gods and has the blood of the ancestors." The northerners and wildlings have the potential to walk easily, and how could such a person appear among the Dothraki."

A skinchanger is someone who can hack into the consciousness of an animal or other person and control its behavior.

The mystical wise men of the Children of the Forest are said to be the most powerful skinchangers, capable of infiltrating the consciousness of any animal.

Officer Ofer didn't understand the knowledge of mysticism, so he didn't think too much, and said directly:

"Then it's not a skinchanger, we'd better look for other anomalies."

"Abnormal?" Bastard Bas Potter kept muttering to himself, frowning. He stared at the Dothraki woman and child passing in front of him, his eyes flickered, and suddenly exclaimed: "The stallion, the blood, Is it blood magic or divination."

Hearing about blood magic, Ofer's expression was solemn. The Dothraki loathed such evil and unnatural powers. At the same time, he recalled the stallion covered in blood and mud.

"That's how we match up." Bastard Bas Potter woke up startled, got on his horse, hurried to the rear of the team, and shouted: "Ovre, we are the only two here who have seen the mother and child, you go on, we Look separately, and we must find the stallion."

At this moment, south of the Varana River.

The red sun looked at the city of Volantis through the morning glow, and the sound of horseshoes breaking the silence broke the silence.

Mungo riding a flaming steed, with a galloping and vigorous figure, first appeared in the sight of the defenders of the city wall, followed by the unstoppable Dothraki cavalry who came together like a mountain torrent.

"This is an impenetrable wall."

The Volantene defenders were afraid of the majesty of the Dothraki, and Mungo couldn't help feeling sorry for the black wall on the east bank of the Lorne.

He led the cavalry a thousand steps away from the city wall, stopped their horses, and stopped their progress. The Dothraki's superb riding skills were vividly displayed.

In front of the army formation, Meng Ge calmly steered the horse, pacing back and forth to observe.

His extraordinary vision has already discovered that there are various defensive armament weapons such as giant crossbows and trebuchets on the black wall.

The bright and quiet eastern sky is rippling with the blood-red light streaks of the rising sun.

The bell of Volantis rang urgently, quietly breaking the peace deep in the heart.

Meng Ge faced the eastern sun, galloped his horse, raised the whip in his hand high, and the thunder accumulated in his chest came out vigorously:

"Dothraki warrior."

Under the dome, more than 3 Thraki roaring warriors are like mountains and seas.

Seeing Kayo galloping on a war horse, listening to his roar like a bell.

They all roared and raised their arakh scimitars in their hands, and the shouts were like thunder, and the sound stopped the clouds.

The sound of horseshoes, accompanied by roars, resounded through the city of Volantis again.

Under the leadership of Mungo, the [-] roaring warriors turned around and headed north in mighty strength.

The part of Volantis that was really surrounded by the black wall was just a huge outpost where the old nobles lived.

Beyond the black walls on the east bank of the river were houses, shops, taverns, docks and merchant ships.

There is Volantis, as a free trade city-state, the most densely populated and commercial area, and there is no impenetrable defense like the black wall.

But killing and looting is obviously not the strategic goal of Mengo this time. He just wants to set up camp in the north of the city to scare the Volantis from going north so as to cover the tribes on the north bank of the Varanna River and build fortifications.

Even when the army was camping, Mungo was not idle.

He has now cultivated the good habits that a qualified commander should have. Whenever he goes to an unfamiliar area, he must give priority to observing the terrain here.

"Varerian Road!"

In the north of Volantis City, Mungo stared at the wide ribbon road made of lava that was half a foot above the ground in front of him, and was stunned.

He couldn't believe it. What he saw with his eyes was the avenue extending straight north like a spear.

Mungo confirmed that he clearly memorized every detail on the map, but it never included the road north of the city. Volantis had only one Valyrian road heading east, leading to Meereen, the Slaver's Bay.

"This road leads to the Varana River."

At this time, Meng Ge heard a familiar voice again, and turned his gaze to the red-robed monk not far away.

Marqiro still kept his calm appearance all the time, but he seemed much more enthusiastic.

He bowed to Kayo respectfully, and said reverently:
"Respected Khal Mongo, under the guidance of the King of Light and the assignment of the Supreme Priest, I am here to help you."

Mungo flicked the whip in his hand. The behavior of the red-robed monk made him extremely disgusted, but now it is more important to understand where this road is going.

In silence, he stroked the handle of the keel knife.

Immediately, with a flat expression, showing a gentle smile, he said:

"Maqiluo, you can explain to me in detail the origin and destination of this road."

(End of this chapter)