Game of Thrones Overlord Conquest

The late night passed quickly, and the east wind blew before dawn the next day, and there was a gloomy and quiet atmosphere everywhere, like a sign before a storm.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack."

The scouts were crouched on their horses, covered in blood, running wildly and rushing into Hago's camp. They issued a shrill warning sound to inform them of the urgent military situation that they had discovered that the enemy's cavalry troops were advancing towards the camp.

The sentry had a solemn look on his face, and he immediately stepped forward to inspect the situation. When he found no disguise or abnormality in the military situation, he immediately sounded the horn of war readiness.

At this time, commotion began in the camp.

The roaring Dothraki warriors who were good at fighting were startled. They wore unprotected but flexible leather vests with an arakh scimitar on their waists. They took horned bows in the tent and carried leather arrow pouches on their backs. In order to move neatly, all the braids behind them were tucked into their vests.

But when they had just walked out of the tent and before they could mount their horses and join the fighting position, they saw groups of black shadows covering the plain, running towards the camp at an alarming speed.

The black shadow surged out like an angry wave from the southern wilderness. The wild roar swept along with their courageous momentum. The mountains roared and the tsunami enveloped the earth. The dawn illuminated the mounds, but they could not Shoot through the tight formation of these cavalry charges.

The silent and unexpected sneak attack caught the Dothraki in the camp by surprise. For a moment, everyone was shrouded in extreme shock and panic. The enemy's footsteps kept approaching, and the troops in the camp shouted Exclamations.

"Everyone mount up and prepare to fight."

The arrow was on the string, and the battle was about to begin. The enemy was preparing to attack. The huge figure of the bloodrider Hago riding a war horse appeared in the center of the camp, raising the scimitar in his hand high and giving orders.

He was usually taciturn, but at this moment, he had to let out a thunderous voice and shouted urgently:

"The enemies are all a bunch of stupid guys. Maybe they are good at escaping, but they know nothing about fighting. They actually want to attack from the bottom of the slope. Don't panic, everyone, mount your horses, pick up your weapons, and fight for Zhuo." Fighting at Gokao, the enemy did not threaten our strength at all, and our numerical advantage was enough to win."

The Dothraki in the camp once followed Khal Drogo and were invincible. They gathered a large number of troops and vowed to destroy. According to the prophecy, they would ride on the horses of the world and conquer the entire Dothraki Sea.

So when the defenders received Hago's warning, their morale was boosted, and the current predicament also made them angry. They decided that they would no longer give honors to their opponents and let their corpses rot in the wilderness until crows and vultures pecked them. Remove the carrion and leave the bones.

After all, they once thought that they were brave hunters, traveling day and night to hunt. The enemies were prey shrouded in extreme fear and fright. They would only throw away their carriages and baggage in a panic, cruelly abandon their fellow tribesmen, and keep wandering around. Escape.

But in the end, they failed to notice the enemy's elusiveness. It wasn't until a black shadow suddenly appeared outside the camp, and they stepped onto the land of doomsday that they discovered the enemy's traces. Their anger towards the enemy reached an unprecedented peak.

Soon, before the camp defenders could mount their war horses and organize a formation to occupy the high ground on the slope, the enemy's forward rushed down the slope.

However, the enemy did not rush directly to the camp. Instead, they maintained their fastest speed and spread out around the slope like a long snake with two heads.

The bows were fully drawn, and the dense rain of black arrows was like dark clouds, covering the sky at dawn. The defenders could only use their fragile bodies to resist the first violent blow of the terrifying black clouds.

There was no armor to provide complete protection, and no matter how strong the body was, it could not stop the eyeless arrows. The arrows shone like cold flames in the rising sun, carrying the breath of death as they penetrated into the defenders' bodies.

As the camp defenders paid a sufficient price with their lives, the defense speed gradually accelerated. They were forced to form a circular formation and withstand the blows from above their heads. Each soldier's chest was filled with murderous intent to slaughter the enemy, and they began to suppress them with rain of arrows from a high position. enemy.

Every sharp arrow seemed to be shot at the enemy with blazing anger, but the rain of hateful arrows was not stained with the enemy's blood. After the enemy soldiers circled the slope and fired the arrows in their hands, they showed no signs of fighting and flexibly controlled their horses. , galloping towards the back of the slope, avoiding the range of the bow and arrow.

Time slowly passed, and the enemy troops gathered behind the slope again. Just when the defenders finally recovered from the fierce arrow attack, the low sound of horse hooves filled the wilderness again, and the enemy shouted "For Mengoka" "Oh!" the war cry, and he once again drew his bow and launched a merciless attack from the other side.

The defenders did not panic. A moment of respite gave them the opportunity to change their formation. They shot arrows to attack the enemy troops down the slope regardless of life and death, even though many of their companions fell in blood.

"Shoot quickly, Dothraki warriors."

Bloodrider Hago waved his scimitar desperately, boosting morale. His eyes flashed with angry blood-red light. It seemed that no arrows could hurt him. His voice vibrated back and forth on the slope like a trumpet of victory.

As the defenders bravely launched a counterattack, the enemy would be suppressed by arrows as soon as they entered the shooting range, forcing them to retreat to their original positions.

Just when the defenders thought victory was in sight, a terrifying horn sound was heard in the distance.

The rays of the rising sun illuminate the east, strong wind sweeps across the slopes, and amid the rumble of horse hooves, an exciting sight appears before our eyes.

A group of black figures like dark clouds brought by the strong wind appeared in the northern light. They carried deafening shouts and rushed towards this place with overwhelming force and violence.

At this time, many Dothraki had died behind Hago. He looked at the tragedy in front of him without any sadness. Death in battle was the fate of every Dothraki.

"Everything is coming to an end, and now it's time to determine the final outcome." Hago took advantage of the light of dawn, looked at the black figure appearing in the distance, and silently muttered in his heart: "This will be a war worthy of praise. "

He looked back and forth with sarcastic eyes, and the enemy's thin sand blade began to break up the commotion of the weak attack formation like a sharp blade facing a huge wave. Then, he waved his arms and shouted:

"Koholo is here, it's our reinforcements!"

In fact, this is a battle plan drawn up by Khal Drogo's old and wise bloodrider Kohoro. Due to the lack of time to continue to delay the war, they must solve the problem entrenched in the south as soon as possible based on the existing intelligence they have. enemy.

When Hago's troops were quietly dispersed and assembled, they were only responsible for luring the enemy into a sneak attack. When he was surrounded, Koholo, who was following him, led the reinforcements to carry out a simultaneous pincer attack, which would make the enemy fall into a trap of being attacked from both sides. middle.

Now, the situation on the battlefield is just as Cohoro expected.