Game of Thrones Overlord Conquest - #194 - Chapter 196 As far as the eye can see

Chapter 194 As far as the eye can see

In the battle of Astapor, the Yunkai forces were defeated miserably.

Except for those who escaped from the sea and those who knelt down and surrendered in time, there were no living enemies on the entire battlefield.

The number of nobles who died in this war is incalculable, so there are many poems describing its misery.

One of the most famous is a satirical poem by an unknown poet:

I hear the trumpets echo in the wilderness, and the scimitars of the steppe kingdom shine like stars.

The horse is rushing towards the city of blood bricks, it is the strong wind coming from the ghost land.

The flames of war ignited, and the High Marshal of Yunkai, Akhaz, lay dead at his feet. The poor man was frightened out of his wits and then trampled to death by hundreds of his closest “friends”.

The great hero of Meereen, Skaratz the “Keeper of the Rivers,” could never return to the Great Pyramid in the north, and we find his drowned body in the river.

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This poem is very long and contains many famous people who can never return to their hometown, so it is also called the poem of the grave mound.

However, its most famous reason is that since its spread, there has been a legend spread across the continent of Essos, and even the entire world, about the terrifying Dothraki torrent.

It’s just that now that we are in troubled times, no one pays attention to the role of words.

Meng Ge was also riding towards the main entrance of the city on his war horse.

The air was filled with the smell of fire. Many siege engines were burned and many bodies were thrown into the fire.

He paid no attention to the broken things and killing scenes around him. His figure remained motionless and his eyes were calm.

Amid the stench of smoke, Meng Ge and his cavalry stepped into Astapor.

The people in the city are trying to clear a path among the ruins, knowing that the real master of the city has arrived.

Seeing the great Dothraki Khal entering the main entrance, all the Astaporians who met them automatically stepped aside and bowed in salute.

The cavalry army passed through the blackened city gate and continued to advance on the red brick road.

For the slave rebels in the team who managed to survive the Battle of Worm River, this road seemed to have taken them decades.

It’s a never-ending trek through their nightmare. They were scared, they kept walking, and in the end they had to face the gloomy ending.

At this moment, some people came over carrying a stretcher, and they carefully placed the stretcher in front of the great Kaa.

Fortunately, the people lying on it were not covered with cloth, and they could still sway from side to side.

These were slave rebels who participated in guarding the main gate. Only a dozen people survived, including Haynes, which was the result of their extreme luck, combined with their combat skills and courage.

“Thank God you are still alive!”

The slave rebels inside and outside the city hugged each other and cried loudly.

Finally, the injured people were sent to the Temple of Holy Grace, where the saints took care of them very carefully.

Mengge, on the other hand, was welcomed by the people and walked through the entire street and entered the Uhor Pyramid.

This step pyramid was once the residence of the good Lord Astapor, and later the palace and military camp of Cleon, the “Butcher King”.

The Good Lord, like the Great Lord of Meereen and the Good Lord of Yunkai, is an honorific title for slave owners.

Meng Ge summoned the heroes of this battle at the Uhor Pyramid.

“Honored Great Khal!…”

The first person to come in for an interview was the Green Saint from the Temple of Holy Grace. After her honorific title, she added a lot of titles in the Gughis language, and then came a few lines of praise that Mengge couldn’t understand.

Finally, she asked softly whether the secret agreement between the Holy Grace Temple and Bono was valid.

Naturally, Meng Ge would not break the promise. Unlike other faiths on the continent of Essos, the Holy Grace Temple was not so evil, and was more responsible for healing and presiding over marriages for believers.

Therefore, he made only two demands.

“First of all, the Holy Grace Temple needs to hand over the list of all clergy. If a new saint joins the staff, they must be registered in the management system established by Dothraki in the future.”

“Secondly, we need to respect other faiths and not preach opposing beliefs to the people. All missionary activities must abide by the Dothraki Code.”

The Green Saint was very excited after receiving a positive reply. She slowly walked forward and kissed Meng Ge who was sitting on the throne.

“May the Dothraki prosper forever!”

After saying this, she left under the leadership of the bloodriders.

Don’t think that the saint is really a saint. In the Temple of Holy Grace, the saints wear robes of different colors to show the difference.

Among them, the red saints wearing red robes are also called holy prostitutes. They live in a place called the Garden of Love in the temple, and their role can be imagined.

Mengge is not in a hurry to find out more now, he has more important things to do at this time.

“My king!”

Salladhor Sang trotted up to Menggo, bowed deeply, then knelt down at his feet and looked up at his face.

“My king, from the day I left my hometown and went to sea, I was looking for something. I thought it was treasure, status or honor, but it wasn’t until I heard your name that I finally understood what I was looking for! You and Dothraki , this is where I truly belong!”

“I have always respected you very much. This love will never fade like the sea. Now, my long wait and hard work finally bring hope. Please allow me to swear allegiance to you!”

“From now on, no matter the day, I will be blessed by you, and even my night will become extremely beautiful, and I will no longer be afraid!”

Salado’s praise was nice, but Mongo was unmoved.

He looked at the figure of the pirate captain, and like all those who came to meet him, his eyes shone with desire for something.

“I heard Bono say that you are clever and courageous. This time, you have brought me another fleet, which is enough to prove the truth of those praises.”

“Salado, what do you think of Braavos!”

“You mean Braavos?”

Salladhor Saan’s eyes widened, fear and excitement constantly flowing in his eyes.

“Yes, Braavos, the fleet of the Sea King, that fleet that is unparalleled in the world.” Mongo said in a tone as if he was chatting:

“It seems you know something about them.”

“I have seen them, but I don’t know how to describe them. Maybe you are right, they are unparalleled in the world.”

Salado looked away, feeling in a daze that there was a shadow that could not be driven away from his eyes. He looked up and saw that it was a huge purple ship that was riding the wind and waves, passing him.

At the same time, in his eyes, a trace of uncontrollable desire was constantly expanding and gathering, slowly erasing the shadow.

“Just like the cavalry under your command, all city-states are afraid, and they dare not even mention your name.”

“We rarely mention Sea King’s fleet, but for many years, we have been living in that shadow. We are afraid, we are uneasy, and many of our most elite ships and sailors have died at their hands.”

“However, if you are willing to grant me a chance, that may be your greatest advantage in future wars.”

Mengge stood up, looked north, west and east, then glanced at Salado, and said:

“If you make up your mind, swear an oath to me.”