Chapter 185 Marching Forward

Chapter 183 Marching Forward

At the Kaiser Pass, outside the camp of the Dothrakira Klazawanhu.

Moso stood motionless like a stone statue, but his face no longer showed the same tiredness as before, and his happy mood could be seen.

Standing behind him were the warriors who survived the war, and everyone was silently waiting for the arrival of the great khal.

In this silence, the sound of horse hooves, which could not be concealed, was particularly clear and deafening.

Soon, it seemed that there was a mysterious power that could boost morale, and the figure of Mungo appeared in everyone's sight.

They looked at the galloping horse flag stretched in the sky, and watched the figure getting closer and closer.

Then, suddenly, they could no longer control their emotions and shouted:

"Great khal!"

"Great khal!"

Amid cheers, not far from the camp, the blood guards stopped their horses together, stood silently, but their bodies still maintained a vigilant posture.

Mongol slowly slowed down his horse and walked towards Mosuo and his companions. When he was only a few feet away, he stopped his horse, looked at everyone under the crown, and said loudly:

"It is the scene of the victor. I think there must be an intriguing story here!"

"It is a pleasure to meet you all, Dothraki, Zalalin, and all the warriors who fought for victory, all are great!"

Hearing these affirmations and praises, everyone who had just been shocked by the eyes of the great khal, as if the spell was lifted, shouted again in unison.

Mosuo's slightly uneasy heart was completely calmed down, with a bright smile on his face. He walked forward quickly and personally led the horse for Mongol.

"It is my honor, great khal."

"I repeat again, it is a pleasure to meet you, Mosuo!"

——

In the simple tent, Mongol sat in the first seat, and Bachelor Bas Porter, Blood Guard Thousand Household Norhat and the captains sat at his feet.

Mosuo recounted the battle of Kaiser Pass from the beginning. Mengge put his hands on his knees, kept his eyes closed, and said nothing.

Others just listened quietly and did not ask any questions.

Finally, when Mosuo talked about the death of nearly half of the soldiers of Lazha Wanhu and the scene of their bodies being burned on the fire, everyone sighed softly.

"Moso, you did nothing wrong, your tactics are correct!"

Mongol opened his eyes, looked at the old leader, gave affirmation, and then looked at the others, and said quietly:

"We didn't expect the Qarth people to start the war first. The Kaiser Pass is an extremely harsh test for any warrior."

"Fortunately, we finally defended this pass. I am happy for all the victims and survivors. They are true warriors and Dothraki with the noble blood of the horse god."

"However, this war is more than that, so we will rush to the Kaiser Pass without stopping."

"I can already hear the wailing of the Qarth people and the Meereen people. When the disaster comes, I hope they will face it all in a sober state!"

Hearing the words of the great khal, everyone laughed, but this time, the smile looked as cold as the cold winter.

"Great khal, please give the order!"

Nohat stood up first, and responded loudly with a burning look, as if he was watching the enemy fleeing under the horse's hooves.

The others soon stood up and stood quietly aside, waiting for orders.

"We will go to Slaver's Bay immediately, to the city of Meereen."

Mongol ordered solemnly, and everyone bowed their heads to listen.

"Time is running out, full speed ahead."

"Let's drink some water now, and then we will set off."

A moment later, everyone followed Mongol out of the tent. The warriors outside the tent had gathered and looked at the great khal.

A ray of sunlight broke through the clouds and fell on Mongol, making him look as if he was shrouded in light.

Finally, he raised his head and looked directly at the sun.

"Let's go, march south!"

The horses neighed, and the Dothraki came riding the east wind, eager for glory.

"I don't understand what happened just now?"

Norhat jumped onto the horse as light as a swallow and asked Bass Porter, the maester beside him:

"There is no strategy, no specific plan, maester, do you know what the khal is thinking?"

"Yes, I know!"

Bass Porter stroked the mane of the warhorse and said with a smile:

"Norhat, don't think about that meaningless strategy anymore. We are stronger than the enemy. You just need to be careful about one thing, don't chop the scimitar at the wrong stake!"

"Stake?" Norhat asked back in confusion.

"Of course."

Bass Porter looked at the western sky, which was the direction of Meereen, and then looked at the torrent of Dothraki cavalry rolling forward.

"Look at how fast they run, how majestic they are. I've been to Meereen and seen the soldiers there. Once the war starts, they will probably be so scared that they will stand there like wooden stakes."

"And you'd better not be like a lumberjack entering the Great Forest, dazzled and unable to choose, and cut the wrong stake."

The maester smiled and put on his tattered cloak of the Citadel. A group of cavalry followed him and merged into the surging crowd like the ocean.

"Since you are afraid of cutting the wrong stake, let's chop off all their heads!"

Nohat just reacted, but could only see the maester's back, and hurriedly shouted in response.

The voice was clear and loud, which surprised the others.

Slaver's Bay is south of Skahazadan, and the Kaiser Pass is also located south of the river.

Therefore, the Dothraki who control the mountain pass have no obstacles to entering Slaver's Bay.

Soon after, the Dothraki army crossed the hilly path and headed west onto a flat river valley.

They spent the next many hours running through the river valley.

Due to insufficient rainfall, the mudflats they encountered along the way had solidified and dried up, and everyone passed safely.

Slowly, the sun began to set in the west, leaving the sandstone mountains behind and crossing the red hills.

Looking at the vast and unfamiliar plain in front of them and the black smoke in the distance, the cavalry saw the sun sinking into the other end of the horizon like a raging fire, turning the setting sun into a bloody dusk.

"The land of Meereen lies ahead."

The bachelor picked up his horse and rushed to Meng Ge's side, shouting loudly amidst the howling wind:

"That city-state happens to be due west of us, and Meereen is in that direction!"

"I saw several plumes of black smoke!"

Nohat, who was always beside Kaa, asked excitedly:

"What would it be? A village?"

"A precursor to war!"

Mengge looked at the other side of the plain and issued an order:

"Keep going, speed up!"