The Dothraki were at a disadvantage, unable to resist the brave Robert, Barristan, Lane and others leading their soldiers forward.

But Arthur's situation wasn't too good.

Expanding the buff range of the Aura of Strength was extremely expensive, and he was already feeling tired at this point.

"Your Majesty, there are too many people, and my aura of strength won't last long. ”

Robert, who has great strength and is enthusiastic and enjoys the battle, was stunned when he heard this, glanced at the cowardly Dothraki people around him, and showed a contemptuous sneer: "It's okay, this battle will end soon!"

Penelope, who had been following Arthur's side closely and holding the reins of his horse, looked at Robert, who was wielding a war hammer, and his eyes suddenly flashed with astonishment, as if he had found something.

But in the midst of a fierce battle at this time, she didn't say much to the Child of Light.

The killing continues!

Bodies fell.

Blood stained the loess and grass.

With broken spears, scimitars, and dead horses, in the sunlight that pierces the dust, they form a poem about war and death.

More than 30% of the battle damage in the era of cold weapons will collapse?

Sorry, this is only the case with a ragtag army of forcibly recruited farmers.

After so many battles, Arthur had never encountered such a situation!

Defeat the enemy to win?

Inexistent!

Any professionally trained professional soldier knows how dangerous it is to hand over his back to the enemy, and the same is true of the Dothraki who roam the world on horseback.

And the will of the Dothraki warriors was even stronger.

Because Arthur faced them, and every time he didn't get a prisoner, they all died in battle!

Knowing that these soldiers led by the Westeros were extremely powerful, and that the scimitars could not break through the shield's defenses, the Dothraki continued to attack without hesitation.

Then he was stopped by the shield, and when he saw the cold light flashing again, he felt his life drained and fell weakly.

"If this continues, the warriors will die. ”

"I don't believe they won't get tired!"

"Let's work harder, and if we work harder, we can break through their shield wall!"

The Dothraki who are not afraid of death follow one after another.

However.

It's just that in front of Robert, Barristan, Ryan, and the soldiers, they fell in vain, and the corpses that were half a man tall had been piled up!

The Dothraki are not afraid of death.

Everyone who faced them deeply felt the courage and fearlessness of their opponents in their hearts.

Gianna, who was less physically fit next to her, no longer had the strength to shoot arrows with a bow.

Seeing this, Hein Likai couldn't help but remind: "Next time, remember to keep the rhythm, you can't draw the bow with light strength and wait for death in archery." ”

Looking at the corpses piled up all over the ground that were taller than people, and the Dothraki who could still stand and wield a scimitar to kill most of the losses, Anne, who responded to the enemy with cold arrows, said: "It's okay, the battle will be over soon." ”

"Hopefully, I won't be able to last long. ”

Arthur, who was sweating profusely to maintain his aura of strength, was a little worried, and this time he faced many more enemies than he had encountered before.

Commanding the soldier Ryan beside him, he said: "Leave the battle to us, just continue to maintain the aura of strength, you don't have to worry too much." ”

The leaders of these Dothraki were hammered to death by the domineering Robert, who wielded a war hammer, not long after the battle began.

The Blood Guardian followed.

No one who qualified to become a cole recognized the gap, thinking that they could avenge their Kao, and continued to lead the warriors to storm the soldiers, who numbered no more than two hundred.

Then, in the blink of an eye, half of them died.

Robert and the others went all the way east, and the Dothraki who had plundered them were all dead*|Light, and all Karasa knew about these murderous creatures.

More than 2,000 warriors went out to take revenge!

It's a pity that they chose Arthur, who has extraordinary powers, as their enemy, and they can't take revenge, and they also put their lives on the line.

Kill them one by one.

Two thousand men stood and did not run, and the soldiers also cut softly.

The sun was setting in the west, and the dusk was sprinkled with blood and corpses, and everyone was exhausted and did not have much strength to fight again.

Brave and fearless, but not many people are really not afraid of death.

There were also dozens of Dothraki who fought stubbornly, and even when they lost two-thirds of their numbers, the hundreds of them were routed and fled, they still clung to their weapons and refused to give up revenge!

They are real warriors!

Robert, Eddard, Barristan, Francis, Lane and others were in awe.

"You still won't surrender?" Arthur asked, his mouth dry and he had forgotten how many times Dothraki had shouted.

The remaining eighty or so Dothraki warriors were silent, or shook their heads firmly, or drove their tired bodies to swing their knives with hatred!

"Don't persuade, save it, they are real warriors and will not choose to surrender. "The best outcome for them is to die in battle." ”

The soldiers have changed several batches, taking turns to face these tenacious Dothraks, admiring in their hearts, but not forgetting that they are enemies!

Heinrikai had already gone to rest with the archers.

Don't be prepared to let go of any of these stubborn enemies.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and both the enemy and himself were hungry and tired.

Hundreds of Slavs had fled earlier, not wanting to continue to entangle with the rest, Arthur was a little worried: "What if those fleeing enemies come back to attack us?"

"Your worries are redundant, war is not a game, and it is not so easy to reorganize the defeated soldiers. Barristan said.

"We are tired, they will be tired when they run back, and it will be at least tomorrow to counterattack." ”

"And we had enough time to rest for one night. ”

"Well, if you think it's okay. After all, they didn't have as much experience in military affairs, so Arthur had to sit down and rest to try to recover as soon as possible.

Gianna is seen talking to Penelope.

The main thing is to learn more about magic.

But the priestess deliberately steered the conversation to Rahlo, the Lord of Light, and Arthur wanted to remind her to stay away from these Red God priests.

But the thought of joining the Church of Rahlo and becoming their child of light, considered their person, and not being able to turn his face here in Essos, resisted the desire to speak.

"Gianna. ”

While talking to the dark-haired Penelope about magic, Gianna suddenly heard Arthur calling out to herself, but she looked over, but the boy was resting with his eyes closed.

"I'm telling you to be right, don't be silent, don't answer, this is the spiritual communication I have researched. ”

Learning spiritual magic, Arthur has a lot of experience in the research and development of holy light for a long time, and he dares to try to transmit sound to people with spirit when he has mastered it.

Of course, this kind of spiritual communication is very simple, it can only be transmitted in one direction, and the information is sent to the target's mind roughly, and the target's spirit cannot be reciprocated.

"Don't be tempted by magic to join the Church of Rahlo, believing in the Lord of Light Rahlo will have hidden dangers! If you want to learn magic, you can wait until you return to Westeros to go to the school city, don't rush at this time. ”

Hearing the transmission, Gianna, who received the spiritual message, was a little dizzy in her brain, and she was a little uncomfortable, and she had to shake her head slightly before coming back to her senses, wondering what hidden dangers there would be in believing in Laherlo, and she was still silent on the surface, but compared to Penelope, she believed in Arthur more, so she was already wary of believing in Laherlo.

The remaining dozens of Dothraki warriors had been ruthlessly slaughtered by this time.

None of them turned and fled, shouting loudly before the last warrior fell, "All Kao will avenge us!"

...... To be continued......