Chapter 121 Evaluation

A raging fire burned in the city of Andalos.

And a fierce battle is breaking out in the distant place where the Upper Lorne and the Little Lorne meet.

The two sides combined even have a scale of more than 20,000 people gathered in this ancient city-state full of ruins.

The screams of killing were loud, the horns sounded desolate, the sound of horseshoes hitting the ground was like thunder, and the air was full of disgusting smells.

The Andalos army used various means to resist the attack of the Dothraki people, and the Dothraki people seemed to have learned a lot, and they were no longer so reckless.

But even so, the Dothraki paid a very heavy price to successfully reach the front of the Andalus army.

The densely packed pits could not seem to have any effect at first, but when the Dothraki army rushed to the front, the effect became obvious.

A high-speed galloping horse rushed to the front and couldn't stop the car. The horse's hoofs were in a panic and accidentally stepped into a hole that was not too deep and only the size of a horse's leg.

boom--

In an instant, the smoke and dust dispersed, and half of his body collapsed.

click -

The deeply sunk horse's leg was also directly broken by its own powerful impact, making a painful neigh, and the huge and heavy body of the war horse collapsed to the ground, splashing dust.

And the horse's legs were broken, and the Dothraki warrior on the horse's back naturally had no good end.

thump--

The body flew out a few meters or even a dozen meters, and rolled out very far on the flat ground.

Just like the sudden fall of the two messengers last night, they still did not respond for a long time, but now the speed of the charge of the war horse is much faster than last night, and the fall is even worse. From light-headedness to dizziness, eyes with gold stars, and severe fractures, broken legs and arms, and some even died on the spot.

But even the Dothraki, who was only slightly injured, couldn't even rejoice. The clansmen who rushed in like a tide couldn't stop the car at all, and they never even wanted to brake the car. The horses that tripped over the horse cave and the bodies of the tribesmen trickled over.

rumbling—

The sound of horse hooves roared chaotically, bombarding the ground, and there were shrill screams mixed in the dense crowd, and then it stopped abruptly.

"Hoohooho!!"

There was a harsh howl from the Dothraki mouth, even crazier than yesterday, as if he had been hit with hormones, with his naked upper body showing various painted totems, and waving the Arak machete in his hand.

Brave and not afraid of death once again impacted the front of Andalos.

And above the high hill.

Oberyn put on his own armor, the coat of arms of the Martell family's golden spear on his chest, a spear in his hand, and the other hand on the reins, and turned to look at Viserys beside him. .

"Viserys."

"The tactic of trapping the horse hole has failed."

The horse trap has a huge restriction on cavalry, and general trenches have no effect on cavalry like the Dothraki.

After all, these light cavalry's own weights are light and come and go like the wind, and the Dothraki's riding skills are also very good, and they can jump directly over the trenches.

Unless Viserys can dig a trench as wide as a moat, but then the Dothraki can choose to go around it.

The dense small caves are not only small in size to hide themselves, but also when a war horse walks on it, it will fall into it accidentally, breaking the horse's leg and losing its combat effectiveness.

However, the tactic of trapping horse holes does not always work. As long as the infantry with the shield is at the forefront, some earthbags are on the shoulders, and the progress is slowed down, the soldiers can take a step to fill with the earthbags on their backs. the pit.

However, the Horde of the Dothraki, an army composed entirely of light cavalry, opted for a more crude and useful approach.

That is to directly fill all the trapped horse holes with flesh and blood, until the subsequent war horses can smoothly pass through the trapped horse holes, these things will have no effect.

And Viserys has naturally put on his armor at this moment, and his eyes are looking at the battlefield not far away.

He heard Oberyn's voice, turned his head slightly to look at the other party, then withdrew his eyes and continued to speak.

"I didn't expect to be able to defeat Khal Drogo with just a horse trap."

"The Dothraki can plunder the Quartet and dominate the continent of Essos. You don't think they are so easy to deal with, do you?"

The Dothraki can make the free trade city-states other than Braavos obey their promises, of course, not only because of the protection of the caravan and the business road.

Perhaps this nation was born to fight. Their clansmen began to compete from the moment they were born. Except for the translator who grew up in the Golden Group, almost none of them were not ruthless.

Just like the blood alliance guard Koso who was beheaded by Viserys, he was in the army camp of Andalos, and even the guards held the sword around his neck, and he still thought about how to kidnap Viserys.

"You think highly of this Drogo?"

And Oberyn, sitting on his steed, turned his head to look at Viserys, and he seemed to catch a point.

"As far as I know, this Drogo Khal seems to be just a horse king who can't be ranked in the big grass."

Drogo's current card LS scale is not very large, this is the scale he grew into after sorting out the clan left by his father and merging two smaller card LS.

But in a living environment like the Dothraki Sea where big fish eat small fish, he still belongs to the one who may be eaten.

This time, Drogo led his troops westward to plunder because a powerful card LS passed by him. Drogo was frightened and hurried to give way with his tail tucked, and was forced to be driven to the boundary of the western free trade city-state.

Even the war horses of the tribe did not have any rich and fertile pastures to graze, and could only graze on some weeds that were not nutritious on the side of the road. Even the mount under his own crotch lost some fat, which made Drogo feel distressed.

"This…"

And Viserys seemed to be caught off guard by Oberyn's question.

He found that this Prince of Dorne deserves to be a scholar who has won six bachelor's links. He can always easily find the main points of some problems and do things that others can't.

Then, Viserys pulled the reins, his eyes scanned the battlefield in front of him without turning his head and said.

"Yes, I think Drogo might grow up to be the most powerful horse king on the Grassy Sea."

"That's why I have to try my best to kill him this time."