Game of Thrones: I am Dothraki, not a barbarian

Chapter 101 Ambush Battle

Arya watched in amazement as the dock was engulfed in flames.

The shock wave of the explosion swept across the entire port, even affecting the roof where she was. Countless small stones fell like rain, hitting her several times and causing her forehead to bleed, but she couldn't wipe the blood off her face because she had to hold on to the chimney tightly to avoid being shaken off the building.

"Father!"

The explosion caused tinnitus in her ears, she could hardly hear her own screams, and tears blurred her vision.

Everyone on the dock disappeared in the sea of ​​fire, including my father.

Arya felt a suffocating pain, as if her heart was being cut by a knife several times.

Gods in heaven, please, please protect him, she prayed silently, hoping that he could survive the explosion...

Rahalo!
She included this name in her prayer so that she would not forget him. Otherwise, how could she seek revenge on him and kill him in the future?

……

Jaime Lannister was still not allowed to get off the ship. He just looked quietly towards the dock. Robert was laughing triumphantly.

This was a major event involving the massacre of a city and the destruction of a country. Of course, all the glory could only go to the king. He thought to himself with self-mockery, how could he be worthy of it when he was just a regicide?
At this moment, there was a loud bang at the dock, the flames were blinding, thick smoke rose up, the shock wave set off huge waves, the warship in front capsized, and even his logistics ship began to shake violently.

James had to grab the side of the boat to avoid being overturned, but his eyes were fixed on the sea of ​​fire in front of him, his heart was trembling and his eyes were dumbfounded.

Robert was showing off his power one second and was engulfed in flames the next.

"Seven levels of hell..." His Adam's apple rolled as he spoke with difficulty, "What the hell is that?"

Despite his complaints against Robert, Jaime still made a decision that went against the Lannister family.

He quickly stripped off his Kingsguard white robes, removed his armor, and stripped down to his underwear. He might be hit by an arrow, but he didn't care.

"Lower the lifeboat and prepare for rescue!"

"My lord, it's too dangerous!"

The captain was terrified and protested hastily, "Who knows if there will be a second explosion!"

"I don't care!" Jaime roared. "The King and the Hand are hanging in the balance. I, the only remaining member of the Kingsguard, am the supreme commander. Who is willing to come with me to save them?"

A dozen knights from the royal domain volunteered to follow, and Jaime took the lead as they jumped off the boat and rowed towards the chaotic dock.

...

Led by Rhaalor, the remaining Shields of Pentos launched a counterattack, pouring out from alleyways, rooftops, and ruins.

There were only a few of Westeros's vanguard landing troops left, and those who were still alive were all in shock and had not recovered. Their morale was extremely low, and they collapsed as soon as the battle started, jumping into the sea without a care in the world.

The soldiers on the sea also witnessed the entire process of the explosion, with only fear in their eyes. The commanders panicked and shouted to retreat, fearing that the terrible explosion would fall on them.

Except for a few lifeboats led by James, most ships scrambled to escape and went their separate ways, and the fleet fell into chaos.

On the shore, the corpses of Westeros soldiers had piled up into a small hill, their blood had dried and turned black, flies were buzzing overhead, and the air was filled with the smell of burnt protein.

The Shield of Pentos began clearing the battlefield, gathering the enemy's weapons and armor into a pile.

Another team of soldiers began searching the ruins to make sure nothing was left behind.

There was no sign of Robert and Ned. When they turned over the two gold-cloaked bodies, they found Baqu unconscious.

When the explosion occurred, Baqu cleverly found a golden robe to serve as a meat shield, and his body was miraculously almost unharmed.

Unfortunately, he was now naked, with no trace of his signature white hair or fur left, his skin was as black as black jade, pure and flawless.

"Did we win?" Baqu asked dizzyly while supporting a soldier.

"We won!" the soldier said excitedly.

"What? I can't hear you!" Baqu scratched his ears and stared at the soldier's mouth, bewildered. "We won!" The soldier couldn't help but shout loudly, his voice echoing over the battlefield.

Someone took the lead, and everyone responded. Cheers of victory filled the ruins, and joy illuminated everyone's face like sunshine after rain!

At this moment, a Dothraki light cavalry hurried over to report to Rhallor that Lazar's two hundred light cavalry had encountered Renly Baratheon's three thousand infantry and were already engaged in a fierce battle!
"From Male Gobi!"

Laharo couldn't help but curse, "I knew it! That kid only knows how to cause trouble for me! Come on, follow me to save him!"

...

A few hours ago, the morning light penetrated the mist, and Lazar stood on a small hill, looking out at the sea.

Waves surged on the sea, and more than a dozen warships broke through the waves, with their sails flying high and the crown and stag flags clearly visible.

Pentos has a long coastline and many landing sites. The three thousand light cavalry were divided into several small teams, like salt grains scattered into the sea, which could not cause any waves and could only serve as a warning.

Lazar smacked his lips and waved his hand, "Ambush!"

He found an ideal spot, and everyone, including their horses, lowered their bodies and hid in the waist-high weeds.

They covered their bodies with mud to prevent glare, loosened the reins, let the horses lie on their sides on the ground, and they also lay on their sides in the riding position, motionless.

This is a common method of ambush in the sea of ​​grass. From a distance, the wind blows the grass low, but all the people and horses disappear without a trace.

The warships sailed quickly towards the shore, and the oars hit the water in unison, creating layers of white waves.

After docking, the warships lowered their gangways, and the soldiers filed down, waded through the sea to the shore, and began to line up.

The heavily armored infantry held spears like a forest, and their shields formed a metal wall. The crossbowmen followed behind them, stringing their heavy crossbows and scanning the surroundings vigilantly.

The knights, their armor shining, fed their horses small amounts of salt and croton cakes to replenish their strength.

The team is well-trained and there is almost no noise.

Loras Tyrell wore elaborately carved armor of bright silver, carved with a thousand flowers.

He looked at the empty wilderness with a solemn expression, spurred his horse forward, and said, "Your Highness, beware of ambushes!"

Renly sneered, reined in his horse, and pointed his whip at the endless grassland.

"It's in plain sight here. Where could they hide? Could they possibly burrow underground?"

The knights around him also laughed, thinking that Loras was being too cautious.

The army marched forward in neat formations, with the crowned stag flags fluttering slowly, forming a long marching line across the grassland, and marching towards Pentos with great momentum!

"Woo..."

Suddenly, a loud horn sounded across the sky, like a wolf howling!

The warhorse under Renly's crotch was frightened and raised its front hooves high. He finally calmed his mount, and the smug smile froze on his face.

The next moment, the grass on both sides of the road parted, and the Dothraki riders leaped up like ghosts, drawing their bows and arrows, and the bowstrings hummed continuously.

"Dothraki cavalry!"

Everyone was horrified. They didn't expect that the enemy was lying in ambush right next to them. Before they could react, the sky was covered by a rain of arrows.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh...!"

Arrows fell like a rainstorm. The Westeros soldiers had no time to raise their shields and fell down like wheat being cut. Their screams were heart-wrenching!

The three thousand troops suddenly fell into chaos!

(End of this chapter)