Chapter 223: Endless Life

Chapter 221: Endless Life

"Master Steward!"

Harry Strickland returned to the Golden Group camp outside Myr City and went to the main tent without stopping. He met a Dothraki who was not strong.

Compared with other Dothraki, this Dothraki was not only different in stature, but also had no arrogant and violent aura.

Even though Harry told him all the promises made by the Governor of Myr, his face remained calm, neither surprised nor happy, as if nothing had happened.

"Master Kosoro, I really didn't expect that this matter would be so simple. This is all your achievement. You broke through the town of Seheru and frightened Volantis so much that he dared not leave the city. Even the Myr people were terrified."

Faced with Harry's flattery, Kosoro was indifferent and asked directly:

"When can the military rations for 10,000 soldiers be implemented?"

"Seven days."

Harry answered immediately, not daring to neglect it at all.

Kosoro's record is getting more and more prominent. This time, he led the army westward, crisscrossed the east bank of the Sarn River, and killed his way through Volantis. He chopped off the heads of several well-known mercenary group leaders in Essos, and made the Volantis people run around in circles, and even almost broke through the city of Volantis.

Harry shook his head when he heard this. He was definitely unable to do such a thing. He didn't even dare to think about it. It was really terrible.

In fact, even Mungo, after learning about Kosoro's record, had a look of astonishment on his face.

The battle situation of the Western Route Army was completely beyond the expectations of the great Kao. It was just a detachment to contain Volantis, but in the end it almost took down Volantis.

Although Volantis is still in the hands of the enemy, they dare not leave the city.

Even with the advantage of the navy and the danger of the river, the Volantis did not dare to go out of the city to fight against Kosoro. They were always afraid that it was a conspiracy set by Kosoro, and this cunning Dothraki had other purposes.

Therefore, they all huddled in the city to defend themselves. If you have the ability, you can bring the cavalry to attack the city. We will wait for you at the Black Wall of Volantis.

However, even with this impeccable conservative tactic, Kosoro still found an opportunity. He asked Mungo and obtained permission to contact the Golden Group.

"Seven days later, the army will cross the river!"

Kosoro stared at the town of Veronthus on the map and said very calmly.

"Yes."

Receiving the commander's order, Harry bowed excitedly in response, and then walked out of the tent, leaving Kosoro alone standing there in contemplation.

Located on the west bank of the Sarn River and built along the river, the town of Veronthus is really too important.

According to the records of Bachelor Bas Porter, the great khal asked the affairs officer to lead the old and weak tribesmen to hide in the ruins of Sar-Mel. The governor of the Tiger Party of Volantis only led the army to station there, which made the Dothraki army unable to advance or retreat.

If they crossed the river to attack, the Dothraki lacked warships. Even if they had enough ships, they would have to face the attack of the garrison in the town of Veronthus. If they retreated, Veronthus could immediately send troops to pursue them, and the army responsible for the rear would surely die.

Now, the Volantis people are hiding in the city and dare not move out. This is a great opportunity for Kosoro.

Taking the town of Veronthus can not only reverse all the above disadvantages, but also block the navy of Volantis and cut off the enemy's way to the north.

In the future, the Sarn River will no longer be a natural barrier, and the gate of Siethos will be completely open to the Dothraki.

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Holy City of Ves Dothraki.

As soon as the affairs officer Orver approached the hall, he heard the angry roar of the great khal.

As one of the people who has been with Mungo for the longest time, the Hand of the King of the North Court, Ofer has long developed an unparalleled ability to recognize things by listening to voices.

Based on the different tones and volumes of the Great Khal's voice, he can clearly distinguish the seriousness of the matter. Mungo is not a person who gets angry easily, nor is he the traditional Dothraki Khal without wisdom. The voice is different for different people and things, and there are also true and false ones.

So, Ofer stopped and listened carefully, and quickly concluded in his heart that the Great Khal was probably teaching a dragon a lesson.

Such a loud noise must mean a big thing. If someone made such a serious mistake, he would have been dragged out and beheaded.

The last time the Great Khal got angry was heard to be because of the white dragon named Yondora. It broke a chain and melted the other chains, escaped from the palace, and then breathed dragon flames to burn eleven war horses to death.

When the white dragon flew back to the Holy City, the Great Khal tried to teach it with words, but the more he talked, the angrier he got, so he started to fight.

By the time the guards led the queen to arrive, the white dragon was already lying on the ground, dying, surrounded by burnt and broken bricks.

Thinking of this, Ofer walked into the hall and saw a dragon with bronze scales lying obediently in front of the great khal.

This dragon, named Bakalon, was the size of an adult stallion. Its eyes were brighter than a polished shield, shining because of its own heat. From time to time, its nasal cavity would spurt out orange-yellow flames with green silk, which looked very beautiful.

But Ofer found that the scales on its back that reflected the luster like emerald had broken and were constantly oozing blood.

At this moment, looking at this dragon that now looked very honest, Ofer began to feel that it was more dangerous than the other two dragons.

"Great khal!"

Mungo raised his head and looked at Ofer who walked in and said:

"This evil dragon wanted to attack a group of herdsmen outside the city. Fortunately, it was stopped by Grayon. It was almost bitten to death by Grayon.

If Grayon was not reliable, I don't know whether I should allow them to continue to live in the world.

If this goes on, my people will be far away from me."

Ofer smiled. If estimated by value, a thousand herdsmen are not as good as a dragon, but sometimes, value is not simply estimated in a certain way.

"Great Khal, I once consulted Dr. Marwyn, who told me that dragons are magical creatures with much higher intelligence than ordinary animals. They can understand the orders of their masters, but they are also very willful. If they are not trained, they will turn everything around them into ashes."

Mongol shook his head, calmed down and said:

"I know, I will discipline them well.

I heard that you and the maester are busy collecting land household registrations. How are they going now?"

"Great Khal, according to the results of this collection, the number of Dothraki people is more than 4.56 million. Among them, the largest population is Slaver Bay, with a total of more than 1.4 million people, almost one-third of the total population, followed by Dothraki Sea, 1.1 million, and then Qarth, 600,000..."

Ofer talked about the population situation in various places seriously, and took out his own records for Mungo to see, which also included the population growth of Dothraki Sea.

Compared with the records of the last division of the pastoral area, Orver said that the population growth of Dothraki Sea was very rapid, even unprecedented, and this was all the merit of the great Khal.

Mongke accepted the praise calmly, because it was indeed his achievement and the effect brought about by the treasure [Ragnarok]: endless life.