Chapter 225 Death of the Horse King

Just as Drogo excitedly raised the head of the Blood Dragon Guard, a dark shadow suddenly appeared in the sky and was approaching him at a very fast speed. It was Gavin's dragon, Blazing Shadow.

With Drogo's powerful fighting power and the shouts of the Dothraki just now, Gavin had confirmed that this person was Drogo, so he released Blazing Shadow without hesitation.

Drogo instantly felt the huge threat from above, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes. The fear flashed through his eyes like a flash of lightning, but was quickly replaced by anger, and anger burned in his eyes like a burning flame.

He threw the head of the Blood Dragon Guard to the ground fiercely, and the head made a dull sound when it landed, as if it was the death knell of death. Then he quickly raised his bow and arrow, the muscles in his arms were tense due to the force, and the veins popped out. He shouted: "Warriors, shoot down this dragon with me!" His voice echoed on the battlefield like thunder, trying to arouse the courage of the Dothraki.

His bloodriders were the first to react. They were quick and drew their bows and arrows, shouting at others. Their eyes revealed a kind of determination, as if fighting the dragon was their destiny.

The Dothraki saw the dragon in the sky and were stunned at first, as if time had stopped at that moment. Then some people began to flee in panic, and their horses were also frightened and ran wildly on the battlefield, and the dust raised by their hooves was like a cloud of fog.

But there were also some people, led by Drogo's bravery, who tried to fight the dragon. They took out their bows and arrows and shot at Blazing Shadow. For a time, arrows flew towards the dragon in the sky like raindrops, and the arrow feathers drew silver arcs in the air, as if a group of silver birds rushed into the sky.

However, Blazing Shadow's dragon scales were extremely thick, and it was difficult to cause damage with just bows and arrows. The arrows were blocked one after another, as if they hit a hard wall, and then fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Countless Dothraki were terrified when they saw this. They began to realize that the dragon in front of them was not something that their bows and arrows could harm. Their eyes were filled with fear, and their bodies trembled involuntarily.

Even Drogo, who was always confident, could not help but stand there. He quickly tightened the reins, his knuckles turned white due to the force, and then he pulled the horse hard, trying to escape into the distance. His blood guards followed closely, and their figures were particularly abrupt in the panicked crowd.

However, no matter how fast the horses were, they could not be faster than the flying dragons.

Gavin swooped down on Blazing Shadow, and in just a moment he was above Drogo. Blazing Shadow spread its huge wings, covering the sky and the sun. Its wings shone with a metallic luster in the sun, as if they were two huge steel wings.

"Dracarys" With Gavin's order, Blazing Shadow opened its mouth and sprayed a huge dragon flame at Drogo and his blood guards. The dragon flame swept towards them like a raging red torrent.

Drogo tried to dodge, but the dragon flame was too fast, and he and his blood guards were instantly engulfed by the dragon flame. They didn't even have time to scream before they were burned to charcoal in the dragon flame, their bodies curled up together, as if they were souls swallowed by darkness.

The Dothraki witnessed their own khal being burned to death by the dragon, and there was a dead silence in the crowd, followed by a more panicked escape. Their courage completely collapsed in front of the dragon's flames, and they no longer had the will to fight. Their eyes were full of despair, like ships that had lost their direction and drifted in the vast sea.

Several bandits also noticed Drogo's death and witnessed the ineffectiveness of bows and arrows against dragons. They quickly called their men and began to retreat. Now they had no intention of fighting, and only wanted to retain their strength and then seize the khalasar left by Drogo to become the new khal. Their figures shuttled through the panicked crowd, trying to leave this terrible battlefield as soon as possible.

After burning Drogo to death, Gavin did not stop. The Blazing Shadow sprayed dragon flames madly at the Dothraki below. The dragon flames fell towards the Dothraki like burning meteors, and the Dothraki were in chaos in an instant. They fled everywhere, crowded each other, some were trampled to death, and some were burned.

The Unsullied Legion also took the opportunity to launch a counterattack. They reorganized their formation on the chaotic battlefield, with spears like a forest and shields like a wall, pressing forward step by step towards the Dothraki. The soldiers' eyes were firm and indifferent, as if the chaos in front of them had nothing to do with them. Their movements were uniform, like a precision machine operating.

Kyros, who had not moved, immediately led the cavalry to charge. He rode on the horse, his posture was upright, and his eyes revealed a kind of excitement. He led the cavalry to rush towards the Dothraki like a surging tide, and the sound of horse hooves roared like thunder, echoing on the battlefield.

Under the joint attack of Dragon Flame, the Unsullied Legion and the cavalry, the Dothraki fell into a great rout. The cavalry, which was originally surging like a tide, now fled in all directions like a flood. The sound of horse hooves, shouts, and cries intertwined and resounded throughout the battlefield.

However, the Dothraki were cavalry after all. With the speed of their horses, most of them soon began to leave the battlefield.

Only some Dothraki were unable to escape in time because their horses were injured or hindered by the chaos of the battlefield. These people watched their companions go away, and their hearts were filled with despair.

These Dothraki realized that there was no hope of escape, so they chose to surrender. They cut off their braids, which once symbolized their pride and identity, and threw them at their feet together with their weapons.

On the battlefield, weapons and braids were piled up like mountains, shining with a cold metallic luster under the afterglow of the setting sun.

The surrender of the Dothraki did not stop the Unsullied Legion and the cavalry. They remained vigilant and slowly surrounded the surrendered people.

As night fell, darkness slowly enveloped the entire battlefield like a huge curtain. The last ray of light on the horizon also disappeared, leaving only dead silence and darkness. The cries of death on the battlefield gradually subsided, replaced by the groans of the wounded and the occasional neighing of horses.

This brutal battle is finally over. The Unsullied Legion began to clear the battlefield, collecting Dothraki weapons and placing the wounded and dead separately.

The surrendered Dothraki were gathered together, their heads lowered, their eyes full of fear and uneasiness. Without their braids, they seemed to have lost their souls and looked particularly lonely.

Gavin rode Chi Shadow after some pursuit and returned to the battlefield. Chi Shadow circled around the battlefield and then slowly landed on the ground.

Seeing this, Jalal hurriedly stepped forward, saluted respectfully and said: "Your Majesty, I made a brief count. We have about two thousand casualties, mainly the Unsullied Legion blocking the front. Fortunately, we have armor. With the protection, nearly half of the personnel were only injured to varying degrees, and they should be able to recover as before with a period of careful cultivation. "

Gavin jumped off the dragon's back nimbly, nodded gently with a calm expression, and then asked with bright eyes: "So how are our gains this time?"

Hearing this, Jalal hurriedly continued to reply: "We haven't had time to make a detailed count of the corpses on the ground, but at present, there are probably more than 3,000 Dothraki captives. According to the past practice in Essos, these Once the Dothraki are captured, it will be difficult for them to be absorbed by us because they will refuse to fight on horseback. However, the good news is that we also harvested 5,000 Dothraki horses this time."

Gavin nodded slightly, he had already heard about this. The Dothraki have always been stubborn. Once the roaring warriors are defeated and captured, they will often just be slaves. Unless a new Kaa appears for them to follow, it is possible for them to mount their horses again and become the roaring warriors again.

Gavin glanced around the battlefield, and finally focused on the group of dejected Dothraki prisoners.

When riding a dragon in pursuit just now, Gavin relied on the convenience of the air to roughly judge the Dothraki who were fleeing in panic. Most of the 40,000 roaring warriors left the battlefield. Even with the help of dragons in the air, it is still difficult for infantry to annihilate them all when faced with highly mobile cavalry.

However, Gavin's main purpose of expelling the Dothraki this time has been achieved. Once Khal Drogo dies, his once-gigantic khalasar will surely soon fall apart. Countless new Khals would return to Vaes Dothraki with their khalasars under the Mother Mountain on the other side of the Dothraki Sea.

There the new Khal will be certified by the "Doshikalin" and predict a new war.

In this process, these new tribes and other tribes will inevitably plunder and annex each other. In this way, Lazarin will gain a short period of peace without the Dothraki intrusion, which is crucial for Gavin's subsequent activities in Lazarin.

Gavin slowly said: "Let Kyle take all the prisoners back to Meereen and try to make them available to us. I will leave Kairos and two thousand cavalry to you. During this time, you will be responsible for purchasing food here. At the same time, Take the opportunity to carefully examine the Lower Lazarin area and find a suitable location with difficult terrain and rich resources. In the future, we will build a city here and completely control it. "

When Jalal heard this, he couldn't help but feel uneasy, and said with a worried look on his face: "Your Majesty, do you plan to withdraw to Meereen now? There are still most of the Dothraki here. If they attack again, they may do something to us. adversely affect subsequent plans.”

Jiaba nodded confidently, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and chuckled: "I guess tonight the Dothraki will fall into fierce internal fighting because of power, and they will leave here soon after deciding the winner. Wait until you return. Meereen, we will march into the land of dispute."

After hearing this, Jalal still felt hesitant in his heart, but Gavin had never made mistakes in his decision-making for a long time. He still instinctively chose to trust Gavin's judgment, nodded vigorously and said, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will definitely complete the mission as soon as possible and return to Meereen with enough food."

In the following time, everyone was busy treating the wounded soldiers, carefully counting the number of prisoners, and rationally allocating various tasks. In this way, it was busy until the third day before Gavin's army slowly set off and marched towards Meereen. go ahead.

After Gavin made all arrangements properly, he rode on the dragon and took the lead on the road back to Meereen.

After only two days of flying, Gavin, sitting on the dragon's back, saw the iconic pyramid of Meereen from a distance. The entire pyramid shines under the bright sunlight, as if it is emitting a charming light.

As Chiying continued to lower his flight altitude, the clear outline of the city gradually appeared before his eyes like a picture scroll. Chiying let out a loud roar at the right time, and the sound seemed to announce the glorious return of its master to the entire city.

People in the city stopped what they were busy doing, raised their heads, and looked to the sky with reverence. Some people who were former slaves could not restrain their excitement and cheered warmly.

The Blazing Shadow landed steadily on the wide square in front of the pyramid. As soon as Gavin jumped off the dragon's back, he saw Melisandre, dressed in a gorgeous red dress, walking towards him. Her figure was graceful, as if she had known that Gavin had returned and had been waiting here respectfully in advance.

"Your Majesty, congratulations on winning this war. Not only did you successfully drive away the Dothraki, you also cleverly solved the troubles you faced." Melisandre bowed slightly, her tone full of respect.

After hearing this, Gavin's mouth curled up slightly, and he said with a bit of joking: "How can you be so sure that I won? What if I was defeated and fled back in a panic?"

Melisandre shook her head slightly, her eyes revealing great piety, and slowly said: "I saw the glorious scene of your victory in the flames, which should be the sacred omen of the Lord of Light."

After hearing this, Gavin shook his head slightly and said confidently: "I have the help of dragons, and the other side is just a group of Dothraki with only bows and arrows. There is no reason for me to fail." Then , he looked at Melisandre again and said teasingly: "This is just a speculation based on established facts, not some mysterious prophecy. Can you see my future self in the flames?"

Melisandre didn't seem to hear Gavin's teasing, and still maintained an elegant posture, saying: "Unless the Lord of Light grants, ordinary flames can hardly see the foggy scene of the future. However, if you are willing to provide a little king's blood to the flame, the magical flame will surely help you to clear the heavy fog."

Gavin couldn't help but curl his lips after hearing this. He thought to himself that it would be better to communicate directly with the charlatan. However, thinking of the various magical things that Melisandre showed in the original play, Gavin couldn't help but have some thoughts of testing. Now that R'hllor has taken the initiative to come to the door, it is not a long-term solution to always deliberately avoid him.

Thinking of this, Gavin decisively pulled out the dagger he carried with him and gently cut his finger. However, his powerful self-healing ability made the wound heal quickly after just squeezing out a drop of blood.