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Chapter 123 The greatest horse-riding warrior

"Oberyn, I'll leave that to you."

Viserys surveyed the entire battlefield, breathing in the restless smell in the air, trying to completely enter a calm state.

However, in fact it is not very easy to do this.

No one can remain completely calm on a chaotic battlefield, and his emotions will inevitably be affected by the turbulence of the war situation.

And Oberyn also knew that this was the critical period of the war.

The Andalus army now has nearly half of the Rhoynar. If only the four thousand Andal warriors led by Viserys at the beginning, perhaps this battle would not be a passive situation.

Of course, this does not mean that the Rhoynar are not as brave as the Andals. Both nations have risen to become famous nations in history.

It's because the Rhoynar are new to the Andalus system, and many of them are even new recruits. The fear spread by their existence will even affect Viserys' most elite Andal warriors.

Such an army can be considered extremely tough to withstand the first wave of attacks.

"clear."

Then Oberyn nodded, led a rotating reserve force to leave, and blocked another entrance to the ruined city.

Neither Viserys nor Oberyn was surprised by the Dothraki's flexibility.

Because Oberyn warned Viserys last night to be careful of the Dothraki's tactical changes, and the other party was not a completely brainless fool.

However, wars are ever-changing and cannot escape the situation of one attacking and the other defending, or one attacking and the other defending. There is always one side that is more aggressive.

Nowadays, the Andalos army cannot break out of its geographical advantage and go out to fight in the city. In this case, it is very likely that the enemy's morale will be greatly affected from the front and back. Unless they are elite soldiers who have fought in hundreds of battles, they will not even be able to hold their positions, or even the entire army will be annihilated here.

Therefore, Oberyn very much approved of Viserys' move to cut off the head of the bloodrider Corso and send it back to anger Khal Drogo.

Otherwise, the Dothraki would have surrounded Gol Doho. They could only besiege but not attack. The longer the delay, the more disadvantageous it would be to the Andalos army. They would not be able to carry much supplies and their fear would overwhelm them.

Now, Corso's head has been sent back, and many Dothraki have seen it and spread the word. Drogo must avenge his "blood of my blood", otherwise he will be lost in Khalasar.

human heart.

A Khal who does not have the courage to avenge his brothers, living and dead, is not qualified to lead the entire Khalasar. Drogo, who has lost his prestige, will be in more trouble.

Viserys's actions actually left Drogo without any way out.

This is what puzzles Oberyn the most.

So he repeatedly asked Viserys if there was any grudge against Khal Drogo.

How much hatred?

He actually thinks that capturing 3,000 slaves and giving them to 10,000 golden dragons is no big deal. Ten thousand golden dragons are not impossible for Andalos, and 3,000 slaves are nothing. All free trade city-states

This is all done.

The current situation seems to be that Drogo will not let Viserys go, but in fact Viserys seems to have no intention of letting Drogo go either.

The two men tried their best to kill each other. Drogo did it because of Viserys' unjust act of killing the messenger. Perhaps he also felt that he was facing a madman.

Isn’t it normal to send someone over to ask for money?

All Dothraki do this.

However, this lunatic on the other side killed his bloodrider without any care, which directly put Drogo in a difficult situation and he had to be killed.

...

And on the chaotic battlefield.

Khal Drogo rode his majestic black war horse, with long hair hanging down, like a lion on the grassland, and its height was obviously much taller than the war horse next to it.

Khal Drogo led his two remaining bloodriders, Hago and Koholro, to appear quietly at the forefront of the battlefield.

The three of them sat upright on the war horse. Drogo's long braid hung down his back. As he urged the horse forward, a bell sounded. The heavy bronze belt was wrapped around his abdomen. It was the only thing on Drogo's body.

The armor reveals the strong chest muscles.

Khal Drogo led two bloodrider guards to the front of the battlefield, reined in the horse, and then rolled down.

Because the front was already filled with war horses and the corpses of soldiers from both sides, as well as some broken horses, it was obviously inconvenient to urge the horses forward.

At this moment, on the chaotic battlefield, several Andalus soldiers emerged from nowhere and stood in front of him with their swords raised, showing obvious fear in front of Drogo.

They didn't recognize the person in front of them, but the strong body and dark eyes of the Dothraki warrior in front of them still made them feel fear involuntarily.

"This guy…"

Several Andalos soldiers looked at each other, their throats rolled slightly, and their feet were retreating continuously. Then they seemed to finally muster up the courage and roared.

"kill!"

Then he rushed over with his sword raised high, trying to kill Drogo here.

The two bloodriders standing behind Drogo, Hago, who was silent, and Koholro, who was slightly older and had a broken tooth, pulled out the scimitars at their waists and tried to stand in front of Drogo.

However, Drogo stopped him by shouting.

"Os——"

Drogo made a low voice, tilted his head slightly, and ordered the two men to retreat in Dothraki. He wanted to face these six enemies alone.

Then a pair of eyes looked deeply and peacefully at the six Andalus soldiers in front of them, then took out his arakh scimitar from his waist and weighed it slightly in his hand.

Then the first Andalus soldier who rushed up raised his sword high and slashed it down, trying to cut Drogo in half with a sword on his shoulder strap.

Wow...

The bell on the braid made a sound, and Drogo easily dodged it.

"Um..."

Drogo's long beard trembled, and his dark eyes reflected the cheeks of the young Andalos soldier.

Unlike Viserys's purple eyes, Drogo's reactions and movements seem to have been integrated with him, like flowing clouds and flowing water. This is the experience accumulated by a warrior who has experienced many battles, and Drogo's innate ability.

Horrible talent.

His father, Caio Barboc, once described his son as "the greatest mounted warrior in the world".

Not only does this give high hopes, but it also speaks the truth.

"kill!"

Later.

When the remaining soldiers of Andalus saw this scene, they mustered up the courage to rush forward and besieged Drogo together.


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