A fierce battle was breaking out in the distance at the confluence of the Upper Lorne and Little Lorne.
In total, more than 20,000 people from both sides gathered in this ancient city-state full of ruins.
The shouts of killing were loud, the horns sounded desolate, the sound of horse hooves hitting the ground was like thunder, and the air was filled with a disgusting smell.
The Andalos army used various means to resist the Dothraki attack, and the Dothraki seemed to have learned from their mistakes and came forward in a rush without being so reckless.
But even so, the Dothraki still paid an extremely heavy price for successfully reaching the Andalus army.
The densely packed small pits seemed to have no effect at first, but when the Dothraki army rushed closer, their effect became obvious.
One after another, the galloping horses rushed forward and were unable to stop the car. In the panic, the horses' hoofs accidentally stepped into a horse trap that was not too deep and was only about the size of a horse's leg.
boom--
In an instant, the smoke and dust dispersed, and half of his body fell down.
Click——
The deeply sunk horse leg was also directly broken by its own powerful impact, making a painful neighing sound. The huge and heavy body of the war horse collapsed to the ground, splashing dust.
The horse's legs were broken, and the Dothraki warrior riding on the horse naturally did not have a good end. He was thrown off the horse and hit the ground heavily.
thump--
The body flew several meters or even more than ten meters, and rolled far away on the flat ground.
Just like last night, the two envoys were so suddenly thrown that they still didn't react for a long time, but now the war horses charged much faster than last night, and the fall was even worse. It ranged from dizziness and brain swelling, to stars in the eyes, to severe fractures.
, directly broke their legs and arms, and some even died on the spot.
But even though the Dothraki were only slightly injured, they didn't even have time to rejoice. The tribesmen coming from behind like a tide couldn't stop the car at all. They never even tried to stop the car, and they were trapped.
The fallen war horse and the bodies of the tribesmen flowed through the cave.
Rumble——
The sound of horse hooves roared chaotically, hitting the ground, and mixed with the dense crowd were screams, which then stopped abruptly.
"Ho ho ho!!"
The Dothraki let out a piercing howl, even more crazy than yesterday, as if they were on steroids, with their naked upper bodies revealing various painted totems, and waving the arakh scimitar in their hands.
Unafraid of death, he once again charged at Andalos's front.
...
And on a high hill.
Oberyn put on his own armor. On his chest was the emblem of the Martell family's golden spear. He held the spear in his hand and the reins in his other hand. He turned to look at Viserys beside him.
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"Viserys."
"The tactic of trapping a horse in a hole failed."
Horse traps have a huge restriction on cavalry, and ordinary trenches have no effect on cavalry like the Dothraki.
After all, the weight of these light cavalry is relatively light, and the Dothraki's riding skills are also very good, and they can jump over trenches directly.
Unless Viserys could dig the trench as wide as a moat, then the Dothraki could choose to go around it.
The dense small horse trap holes are not only small in size and used to hide themselves, but if a war horse walks on them accidentally, they will fall into them, break the horse's legs, and lose its combat effectiveness.
However, the tactic of trapping a horse in a hole does not always work. As long as the shield-bearing infantry is at the front, carrying some earth bags on their shoulders, and slowing down the advance, you can use the earth bags carried by the soldiers to fill in the ground step by step.
pit.
However, the Dothraki tribe was an army composed entirely of light cavalry, and they chose a more brutal and effective method.
That is to directly fill up all the horse trap holes with flesh and blood, until the subsequent war horses can flow through the horse trap holes, these things will have no effect.
Viserys had naturally put on his armor at this moment, looking at the battlefield not far away with bright eyes.
He heard Oberyn's voice, turned his head slightly to look at the other person, then withdrew his gaze and continued to speak.
"I never expected to be able to defeat Khal Drogo with just a trap."
"The Dothraki can plunder everywhere and dominate the continent of Essos. You don't think they are so easy to deal with, do you?"
The Dothraki can make the Free Trade City-states except Braavos obedient, naturally not only because of the protection of caravans and trade routes.
This nation may have been born for fighting. Their tribesmen began to compete from the moment they were born. Except for the translator who grew up in the Golden Company, almost no one who survived to grow up was ruthless.
Just like the bloodrider Corso who was beheaded by Viserys, he was in the military camp of Andalos, and even had the sword held on his neck by the guard, but he was still thinking about how to kidnap Viserys.
"You think highly of this Drogo?"
Oberyn sat on his horse and turned his head to look at Viserys. He seemed to have caught a bright spot.
"As far as I know, this Khal Drogo seems to be just a horse king with no reputation on the Great Grass Sea."
The scale of Drogo's current khalasar is not very large. This is the scale it grew into after he sorted out the clansmen left behind by his father and annexed two smaller khalasars.
But in a living environment like the Dothraki Sea where big fish eat small fish, he is still one of those who may be eaten.
Drogo led his troops westward to plunder this time because a powerful khalasar passed by him. He was so frightened that Drogo quickly gave way with his tail between his legs, and was forced to be driven to the borders of the Western Free Trade Cities.
Even the war horses of the tribe did not have rich and fertile pastures to graze. They could only eat some nutritious weeds on the roadside. Even his own mount lost some fat, which made Drogo feel distressed.
"this…"
Viserys seemed to be stunned by Oberyn's question.
He found that this Prince of Dorne was worthy of being an academic master who had won six bachelor's links. He could always easily discover the key points of some problems and do things that others could not do.
Then, Viserys reined in the reins and scanned the battlefield in front of him without turning around and spoke.
"Yes, I think Drogo may become the most powerful horse king in the Great Grass Sea if he grows up."
"Because of this, this time I will try my best to kill him."