Chapter eight hundred and eighteen outside the city
Qohor is located in the middle of the Essos continent and has a typical temperate continental climate.
Dry, cold, silent.
Viserys temporarily lived in the city, and the red monks who now ruled Qohor provided him with a mansion in the former governor of Qohor, and arranged for guards, servants, and even some people like Melisandre.
The red-robed priestess took care of his daily life.
However, Viserys did not care much about this, because although he was of extraordinary origin, he was not like other nobles who could not live without the service of others.
Moreover, the reason why Viserys abandoned his army and flew to Qohor in advance was to see for himself what the land in the hinterland of the central Essos continent that had been eroded by the White Walkers had become.
Therefore, although Viserys arrived here first, he may not live here permanently. Instead, he will go out on the dragon every now and then, and he may not come back for a short stay, so it is important for him to have anyone to serve him.
it is not important.
While Viserys temporarily stayed in Qohor, his dragons lived outside the city and foraged freely.
Today, the situation outside the city of Qohor is not optimistic. The area radiated by the city-state of Qohor is approximately between the Jean River and A Noy, while the area radiated by Volantis reaches the Heartbreak Ridge.
A few days before he first came to Qohor, Viserys was escorted by the Unsullied soldiers arranged by the red-robed monk. He opened the city gate and went out for a brief inspection, looking towards the Qohor Forest and A. Noi City.
Two directions.
Viserys rode the horse provided by Qohor, surrounded by Unsullied soldiers, so no one dared to move forward, and he also saw many miserable scenes along the way.
Now the villagers outside the city of Kohol have united themselves to form forces of varying sizes. They have no weapons and rely only on some sticks, stones, and sharpened wood as spears, homemade
Bows and arrows, and some kitchen knives at home.
Only a few people have weapons, armor and other equipment, just like the savages in Westeros. These people may have been mercenaries or some swordsmen, knights, etc. who were unlucky enough to be locked away. Now they are here
The villagers who are sallow and skinny and are on the verge of starvation can undoubtedly strive for a powerful position as their leader and commander.
The city gate of Qohor opened for the first time in a long time, and a group of more than two hundred fully armed Unsullied guards came out. They were surrounded by a young man who obviously had the noble blood of ancient Valyria. He had a shining head.
Guang has long silver-gold hair, a pair of lavender eyes, holding the reins in his hand, and calmly scanning the surrounding villagers hiding in the darkness.
These villagers, who were about to starve to death, were initially wary when they saw an army coming out of the city. They hid far away and clenched their weapons, fearing that the other party would come out to rob food.
However, when they saw the young man with silver-gold hair gathered in the Unsullied army, he had a handsome face and fair and shiny skin. It seemed that he had very good living conditions and was a pampered young man. Therefore, their courage gradually increased.
It got bigger.
In the darkness beyond the light of the torch, pairs of eyes were full of greed and covetousness, and some refugees even began to follow them actively.
"Okay, okay, sir!"
"We're starving!"
However, at this moment, a tenant farmer with eyes red from hunger jumped out of nowhere and wailed loudly.
He was so hungry that he was already emaciated, and his eyes were as red as a ghost. He rushed in front of the Unsullied soldiers, and then crawled towards Viserys.
And his voice immediately aroused the inner cries of everyone outside the city of Qohor. Every one of them was living a life of starvation and wished they could eat the land under their feet.
The food outside the city was limited. When the long night just fell, the nobles in the city were smarter and faster than the farmers outside the city. They had already used all means to plunder it in advance, whether it was money or robbery.
Forget it, they robbed the remaining food from the people, then closed the city gate to keep out all the refugees.
Therefore, food is an extremely scarce resource outside the city of Kohol, and gold has become less valuable at this time.
Nowadays, the forces of various organizations outside the city are fighting and fighting every day just to compete for this little bit of food. Even the forces that have grabbed the food will distribute small amounts of food to their men for the sake of long-term development.
After all, everyone is selfish, and some people even take food and run away. In short, the current situation outside the city has really torn apart the disguise of human civilization, and everything has become naked.
The refugee who suddenly rushed over shouted loudly, inspiring the inner cries of other refugees. They were all dragging their bodies with hungry bodies. In the past, they did not dare to face the cold-blooded and ruthless Unsullied soldiers, but now the instinct of survival has taken over.
Once you have the upper hand, if someone makes a noise, others will naturally follow.
"Sir! All right, all right!"
"We're starving!"
"We're starving!"
There was chaos outside the city of Qohor, and the sounds of ghosts crying and wolf howling could be heard one after another in the darkness.
The Unsullied soldiers who were responsible for protecting Viserys felt as if they were facing a powerful enemy. They also sensed the danger, then they tightened their grip on the spears and bucklers in their hands and shouted in Valyrian.
"Back off!"
"Back off!"
On the city wall, Benero, the supreme priest of the Red God Sect, stood here quietly, looking at the gradually chaotic situation outside the city, and then spoke.
"What will he do when a crisis comes?"
"Perhaps he will give charity and spread the name of benevolence."
A red-robed monk next to Benero said disdainfully.
He felt that he had figured out the thoughts of these kings and nobles, and it was just a small favor to win people's hearts. Compared with Allah, this method is undoubtedly like the bright moon competing with the sun.
However, before the thoughts in the red-robed monk's mind could be finished, a dragon's low roar suddenly came from above his head, and a puff of dragon flame poured down and bombarded the people on the ground not far from the Unsullied troops.
On the land, the refugees who surrounded the army below suddenly dispersed.
Although they were very hungry, they still had hope of living after all, and the dragon really died when it swallowed the dragon flames. They still weighed and understood which was more serious.
The red-robed monk who had not yet finished speaking on the top of the city choked for a moment and then did not speak.
"Thunder means."
Benero looked at the scene outside the city with a somewhat thoughtful expression on his face.