Chapter 188 Freedom War

Chapter 186 Freedom War

Soon, the Meereen generals, who received clear instructions from the Great Lords, ordered the troops to gather and prepare for war.

Elite spearmen and mercenaries, as well as many trained slave swordsmen, were gathered together.

The generals deployed most of their forces in the East City and the South City.

Because these two places are the main areas of slave riots, the main force of the Dothraki army led by the "Horse King" is also concentrated here.

And they are not like the West City and the North City, which have geographical advantages like rivers and bays outside the city.

If the Dothraki and the rebellious slaves work together and concentrate their forces to attack these two walls, the defense here will be the most vulnerable.

As for the West City and the North City, they will be guarded by the few remaining troops.

As the Great Lords in the Great Pyramid said, the Dothraki horses cannot run up the city walls.

After all, the walls of Meereen were forty feet high and wide enough for five people to walk side by side. Only tall people could look out of the breastworks of the defenders.

The walls were covered with arrow holes for archers to aim at the enemy, and bronze harpy heads that could spray kerosene on the enemy.

So the generals thought that this was enough. The Dothraki without siege weapons could not attack the walls.

This was indeed the case. Norhat led two thousand blood guards and galloped back and forth around Meereen, but could only stare at the walls in a daze.

Finally, they stopped on the beach outside the west wall of Meereen. The angry Dothraki cavalry shot arrows at the walls and the ships wandering on the sea, but to no avail.

"I don't like this!"

Nohat's face was filled with shame and anger, and he shook the arrows in his hand vigorously and said:

"The walls here are very high, and you can clearly see how tough they are at a glance. Our short bows are useless against the enemies above. Even if we have 10,000 more warriors, they can only disappear here."

"Don't be impatient, Nohat, maybe you will change your mind in a while."

Maester Bas Porter patted Nohat's armor and said with a calm smile.

After hearing what the maester said, Nohat quickly calmed down. He believed that the great khal must have made special arrangements.

Time passed slowly, and in Meereen, only the east and south directions were still shouting and blazing, while the remaining two places were still as peaceful as if nothing had happened.

Since the Dothraki were holding torches, the defenders on the west wall could also clearly see the enemies lined up in several rows outside the city.

They looked back at the quiet city, and then turned around to count the Dothraki outside the city, who were several times fewer than those in the east and south and could not do anything to them, and gradually relaxed.

But at this moment, howling and shouting suddenly came from the direction of the North City.

It seemed that there were enemies attacking the North City, and there were many of them. Those people were holding torches and crowding near the city gate.

From a distance, it seemed that the entire city gate was burned by torches.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

"Quickly notify the great lord and the general, the slaves in the North City are rioting! Request troops to support!"

"Astapor refugees are rioting together! They are attacking the North City, please send troops to support quickly!"

Shouting like this, the defenders of the North City began to retreat and hide in the defense of the city wall.

If there were no shouts and killings, from a distance, it would have been thought that the defenders of the North City were exhausted and the city gate had been lost.

General Meereen, who stayed in the West City, was anxious about the riot in the South City.

He listened to the mixed and increasingly subtle cries for help, and his mind became more hesitant and uneasy.

Not only the slaves, but also the refugees from Astapor, all rebelled.

They had seized the food of the refugees from Astapor and massacred the rioting refugees, so they made enemies with them.

You know, they also looted and killed the property and lives of the Meereenese farmers when they were clearing the fields.

Then wait a little longer, will the Meereenese farmers who came to the city for refuge also rebel?

Chaos, complete chaos, the whole city will be in chaos.

The general of the West City paced back and forth, the scale in his heart was swaying left and right, slowly tilting to one side.

Gradually, he no longer thought about whether there was a conspiracy here, and his main responsibilities.

At this time, everyone was in danger, and saving their lives was the most important thing.

Most of the troops in Meereen were concentrated in the East City and the South City. If the North City fell and the Dothraki were allowed to enter the city, everyone would die.

Thinking of this, the general of West City looked at the few and helpless Dothraki outside the city, and then looked at West City, which was still safe and sound, and finally made up his mind.

"Quickly support South City!"

The defenders of West City had already panicked. At this time, they received the general's order and the leader made a decision for them, so they no longer worried.

They responded loudly, tightly grasped the spears in their hands, and mustered up the courage to rush to South City.

The general of West City sent nearly half of the soldiers, and saw that the Dothraki outside the city did not move, and his heart became a little calmer.

In this way, West City seemed to have settled down again.

Time gradually passed midnight, the sky was dark, and the dull air predicted the coming storm at sea.

A dazzling light cut through the night sky, and the fangs of lightning pierced the top of the Great Pyramid of Meereen.

At this moment, the remaining defenders of West City saw the scene under the city wall like a daytime nightmare.

The ground was crowded with black figures, half-dressed and hideous.

Lightning rolled over Meereen, and heavy rain fell mercilessly.

Countless rioting slaves and refugees, like surging black waves, kept pouring into the city gate and rushing towards the stairs leading to the city wall.

The defenders looked at this black sea stirred by strong hatred foolishly, and couldn't help but be frightened by this momentum.

Despite the repeated urging of the West City General, the defenders did not respond at all, and could not shoot a single arrow.

The heavy bolt was lifted by the slaves, and the city gate was slowly pushed open by the slaves with a creaking sound.

Nohat and Bas Porter looked at each other, rushed to the gate side by side, and their subordinates followed closely behind.

Thousands of scimitars were drawn out at the same time, emitting cold light under the lightning.

"Bloodriders charge!" Norhat shouted, "Bloodriders fight for the great khal!"

The shrill sound of the horn followed, and the West City defenders who were still resisting were frightened by the momentum, as if their bodies were struck by lightning. They were defeated, dropped their weapons, and turned to flee.

The slaves picked up the weapons on the ground and chopped down the defenders like cutting wood stakes, or pushed them under the city wall.

"Warriors!"

Bass Porter galloped into the city and shouted to the slaves who retreated at the city gate and on both sides of the road:

"Warriors, warriors fight for freedom!"

The slaves hesitated for a moment, waited for the Dothraki cavalry to roar through the city gate, and then charged forward.

Under the illumination of lightning, the desire for freedom on everyone's face was dazzling.