Chapter 112 Seizing the Opportunity
Night fell overwhelmingly on the land in front of us, and the moon slowly rose. In the silver glow, the fertile grassland rose and fell like an endless sea, rising and falling.
The soldiers of the Mengo tribe began to break camp and rode forward at a leisurely pace. The sound of howling wolves could be heard in the wind. They felt heavy at the thought of many compatriots dying here.
The road they took meandered toward the river. The river bed was covered with countless aquatic plants, and the sound of water splashing against the rocks could be heard all the time.
The wolves gathered near the water source, watching their prey eagerly. When they saw the cavalry army covered in silver under the moonlight, they felt a sense of incomparable fear and disappeared.
Soon, they left the sad bend of the river and came to the ancient road leading to Mount Our Lady. The cavalry quickened their pace on the short grass and hard ground. By midnight, only the mountains were in sight. The next blurry outline.
They camped on a large meadow to rest. Many people took the time to sleep for a while, but not long after, the patrol cavalry blew the piercing wolf bone whistle, and everyone woke up.
The moon has begun to set in the west, and the stars in the sky are shining on the earth. There are subtle sounds of horse hooves in the distance, and some black shadows darker than the night are moving towards them.
"Stay where you are, don't raise your bow, let them come over, they are our people!" Meng Ge's eyes penetrated the darkness to see clearly who was coming, and he reminded loudly.
Finally, the black shadow finally stopped, and everyone saw that these cavalry were wearing bloodrider armor.
They quickly jumped off their horses, walked quickly to Meng Ge, knelt on the ground, and even the black tassels on the top of their helmets were heavily hammered into the soil, and said in a muffled voice:
"Kaa, we failed to pass your order to Commander Harsha..."
"Get up!"
Before the leading ten-household leader of the Blood Alliance guards could finish speaking, Meng Ge had already galloped around them. His eyes had been fixed on the four old Dothraki who had dismounted in a panic and were standing there at a loss.
One of the old men's old temples has turned gray with the weathering of time, but his tall body is still upright, looking heroic and powerful.
He saw Meng Ge leaping off the horse and walking towards him, his slightly sunken eye sockets showing joy. Then he put his hands on his chest, bowed solemnly and said loudly:
"The great Khal of the Dothraki Sea, I am Motho, and behind me are these my companions."
Having said this, he gave the nearest companion a hard kick, signaling them to quickly show their respect to the noble man.
"Kao Moso, thank you for coming so far away to meet me," Meng Ge said with a smile:
"This war is finally over. We finally met, but it was in a completely unexpected place. If it were in my big tent, I would have to welcome you all with the grandest banquet."
"Great Kaa, please call me Moso. The old man who was determined to swear allegiance could no longer bear it and reminded him loudly.
"It turns out this is the scene where good friends meet!" The smile on Mengge's face became more friendly, and he enthusiastically held Mosuo's shoulders and said.
"Great Kaa, you are so polite!" Mosso bowed again, and his companions behind him quickly followed suit with a deep salute: "It is an honor for me to be friends with you. Today is really a day full of miracles. My A legendary figure actually appeared in front of me.”
Then, he looked at the Blood Guards who brought them here and lowered his voice:
"Please don't blame these hard-working people. I should first tell you about our previous experiences. This may sound more comfortable."
Meng Ge had a lot of guesses from the moment he saw Moso, and only one story could correspond to the time when they appeared.
However, what the other party told might be another story, so he took Mosso and his companions and sat down next to a bonfire that was burning with blazing flames. The bloodriders brought them some syrup.
"Captain Harsha received my message and led his army to Vaes Dothraki in advance."
When Mosuo said this, a trace of joy flashed on his face, but when he thought of the Holy City, hatred surged into his heart again, burning his whole body like fire. After a while, he gritted his teeth and continued:
"At the military meeting in Doshkarin, they forced me to serve as a vanguard to fight with you, trying to lure your army step by step into the trap they set. Sauter was the only one who offered to share the burden with me. , which moved me very much, and he seemed handsome, intelligent, and like a very reliable person, so I believed his sweet words.”
It's a pity that the stewards and maesters were not present at this time, otherwise they would definitely say that against enemies like the Dothraki, strategy is always more important than bravery.
"What happened next?" Neuhart asked immediately, eager to know who betrayed them.
When Mosuo thought of this, he felt that the heart in Sote's chest must not be a human heart, but a wolf heart, and then said:
"After the meeting, Ogo and his son Fogo began to arrest spies in the city, and took the opportunity to install cronies in various tribes in an attempt to control the entire army. Please rest assured, your warrior Lalo and his companions They were all hidden by me in advance.”
"But the day before Ogo assembled the army, he was attacked by an assassin and seriously injured. He could only hand over the management of the tribe to his son, and gave up the responsibility of commander of the Holy City Army to Sauter. Doshkarin also Framed, this is the crime you ordered the spies to commit."
Meng Ge did not expect that there would be so many accidents. However, based on the information obtained from interrogating the prisoners, which also corresponded to what Mosuo said, he concluded at that time that the Holy City Army must have had an accident.
Therefore, when the scouts reported the news for the second time, they immediately sent the bloodriders back to convey the order: Let Hasha march to Vaes Dothraki, pay close attention to all the situations there, and if there is an accident, directly capture the holy city.
Mosuo's gray beard twitched, a scowl appeared on his face, his tone became a little more serious, and he shouted:
"Sote is even more hateful than Ogo. He took over as the commander-in-chief of the Holy City Army and didn't want to be the so-called vanguard anymore. He actually sent troops to escort me all the way and drove me to the battlefield."
"Your identity has been exposed. Sauter wants us to kill each other." Mengge patted Mosuo on the shoulder, indicating that the other party should calm down his anger, and explained:
"The assassin who murdered Ogo should have been sent by him. The purpose was not because he wanted to be the commander-in-chief, because he didn't want to fight me to the death. He just wanted the Holy City Army to be defeated earlier and faster, so that more people would die. After all, he has regarded these soldiers as his own wealth."
"When the Holy City Army was defeated, the Ogo tribe was exhausted, and important figures from other tribes fled dead or wounded. He was unscathed and became the strongest Kaa in the alliance. Then he pretended to return to defend the Holy City and disguise himself as a hero. , Savior, negotiate peace with me and divide the Dothraki Sea. In short, this is probably his entire plan. "
Seeing Mosuo nodding his head repeatedly with contented joy on his face, as if he had heard the same words before, he couldn't help but ask:
"You should have met my steward and bachelor?"
The expressions of Mosso and his companions were a little unnatural, and they replied in a loud voice:
"We met at Silversea Camp."
Under the light of the fire, Meng Ge also discovered that they were all injured. In an instant, everything became clear: this was a battle with Hasha. If they had not surrendered quickly enough, they might have lost their lives. It was probably because of their hatred. special important reasons.
Thinking of this, Mongo's heart finally felt at ease. Ofer, Bas Potter and Harsha knew that Vaes Dothraki did not have many garrison troops, so they would never miss this opportunity.