Chapter 112: night
soon.
After half a day of fighting during the day, night finally came down.
The bloodthirsty and hyperactive Dothraki like a stimulant finally couldn't hold on anymore, the howling gradually weakened, and the tiredness gradually poured into the whole body, the feet were like deep mud, and the machete in his hand could not be swung.
toot——
Then accompanied by the retreat horn sounded from behind Karratha, all the Dothraki finally stepped into the afterglow of the dusk, dropped the corpses all over the floor and began to slowly retreat.
And Andaloth's army was already exhausted, unable to chase the retreating enemy, and could only watch the Dothraki group withdraw from the battlefield with numb and stiff eyes.
"Doctor!"
"Doctor!"
"Come on!"
is in the ruined city-state of Ge Dohe.
The sound of footsteps was chaotic. A group of soldiers hurried past. The air was full of pungent blood. The wounded soldiers kept wailing, as if they were in a seven-layer hell.
And Visiris was also covered with blood, and some of the long sword in his hand was curled up, panting heavily, and then threw it to the ground aside.
clang 啷啷——
At the last moment of the war, and the Andalus army was about to collapse, the little king also personally raised his sword to resist the last wave of Dothraki's offensive, boosting the morale of the whole army.
In the end, he led the Andaloth army to win the competition of will between the two sides. They have been proactively attacking, and the Dothraki, who suffered extremely heavy losses, finally couldn't stand it. They took the lead in sounding the horn of retreat and gave the Andaloth people some respite from the collapse. The opportunity.
Now that the string that is highly tense in the brain finally relaxes, Andaloth's soldiers feel intense fatigue rushing to their hearts, and all the pain of fear and injury came out of their brains.
The soldiers who had gone through a round of rest in the rear replaced the soldiers who had just withdrawn from the battlefield. Many people leaned on the wall and fell asleep next to the big tree. Some even found a soft piece of land and then lay on the ground. Don't want to get up.
The soldiers who suffered minor injuries were given boiled wine and cloth bandages to treat their wounds by themselves, but were seriously injured. Soldiers with missing arms and legs were either being rescued by doctors or were carried away by the rest of the soldiers to find a place where no one was waiting. The coming of death does not allow them to affect other people's emotions.
this moment.
Click...
Viserys removed the armor of his upper body, and the elegant silver-gold hairs of the past have some felt at this moment, wetted by the sweat accumulated in the armor, and now they are close to the cheeks and back.
He was sitting alone on a rock in a ruined city, silently sorting out his outfits, and at the same time looking up at the hell-like appearance of the surrounding world, he didn't know what he was thinking.
At this moment, a voice rang from behind him.
"This is the real war, Visiris."
"It is not comparable to the encirclement and suppression of some villages and bandits."
Oberon had also removed his armor and wiped away the filth all over his body. For the first time, clear tiredness appeared in a pair of snake-like dark eyes.
Just now, Oberon has been fighting on the front line, and even the short-term Zogokao fought against him, preventing the opponent's arrogant arrogance.
However, in the chaotic battle formation, neither side can stretch their fists and feet, and can only be held up by the general trend of the army.
In the end, in the midst of the chaos, Zhuo Gokao evacuated the front line of the battlefield under the protection of his blood ally, and the fight between the two came to an abrupt end.
When Viserys personally entered the battle, the war had come to an end, and the Dothraki had only the last wave of madness. Drogokao had already withdrawn to the rear under the protection, and the two did not face each other.
"Well, you are right."
Veserys heard Oberon's voice and slightly raised his head to look at him.
then lowered his head again, took off his greaves from his legs, and threw it on the ground.
"But why do you suddenly appear from behind me every time?"
Weselis even suspected Oberon would deliberately walk around in a circle every time he saw him.
just to... scare yourself?
And his words obviously made the Prince Don's cheeks stiff slightly, and then he shrugged helplessly.
"Believe me this is just a coincidence."
Then sat side by side on the rock beside him, turned his head to look at the little king.
"However, I am relieved to see that you are not terrified by the tragic appearance of this war."
Oberon’s words are obviously ridicule. Visiris has witnessed the tragic wars since he was very young. He had already killed several people by himself when he was seven or eight years old. Naturally, he would not be frightened at this time. Lose.
However, Oberon was also reminding him to use ridicule to remind Viselis not to be dazzled by the tragic war, and to maintain the most basic calm.
Although Veselis is not very old, he seems to have become the backbone of the entire Targaryen interest group ~www.NovelMTL.com~ is the most indispensable person.
Neither Reness nor Daenerys can replace Visiris's important role in this interest group, which is why King Robert has been deliberately trying to kill him.
And the reason why Oberon stayed in Andaloth was that he hoped that one day he could avenge his sister, and this hope was accompanied by the growth of Visery's age, and Andaloth's gradual growth became more and more real.
However, Veserys only shook his head for Oberon's concern, and he was naturally not frightened.
"I'm just thinking about how to win this battle."
Even if the destiny is aside, the future will become the most powerful Karratha on the Dothraki Sea, and the contradiction between Veselis and Zogo will not simply be disconnected.
"I want to find a way to kill this guy!"
finally.
The little king clenched his fists slightly and made up his mind.
...
far away.
A man with a strong bronze skin and a strong figure is sitting on a black war horse, with his naked upper body showing his coiled muscles, his long braids tied with small bells and the wind rang lightly.
He has a pair of deep black eyes. He rides a horse to stand on a high place and looks at the battlefield in the distance. There is no wave in his eyes. Then he raised his hand, and his mouth made a sound similar to ‘hum’.
The expression is very simple but the meaning is very clear, and the blood ally guard Kohoro who follows him naturally knows Zhuo Gokao very well. Kohoro is his father’s old department, and he was in Zhuogo’s childhood. Saved him from the hands of mercenaries.
Then the short, chubby, bald man with broken teeth nodded slightly, turned his horse's head and ran down.
