Of course, Liu Jian couldn't just let Dario go.

I finally found a way to enhance the power of my hypnosis, Dario itself is a very suitable test subject, how can Liu Jian let it go gently, it must be enough to play thoroughly from head to toe. As for the bald Saluo, he was also dealt with by Liu Jian in the same way, and then thrown back into the black prison to continue to torture. Through the interrogation of the two, Liu Jian also basically grasped the current situation.

The situation is slightly more serious than Liu Jian predicted.

This time, a large slave hunting team of about 20,000 people led by the second sub-group was led by two large mercenary groups, the warrior group and the wind blowing group, which are known as the 'blood opera troupe', and the second sub-group, the tyranny group and the bright banner group participated, with a total of about 7,000 people. As for the other part, there were as many as 12,000 Dothraki people, and the names of their leaders surprised Liu Jian slightly.

The leader of the Dothraki was called Koso.

This is not a very familiar name, but Liu Jian has a little memory. Because he is one of Drogo's three Blood Guards, and he is also the best and closest to Drogo's three Blood Guards. Drogo's other two Blood Allies, Hago and Cohoro, were both dead, and Hago was killed by Liu Jian on the battlefield, while Cohoro accompanied Drogo all the way to the city of Pantos, and was shot under the city of Pantos with Drogo when ordered by Illyrio, the governor of Pantos, to shoot with sharp arrows, and his head was also sent by Illyrio and Drogo's to Liu Jian's station in Kohor.

The only person whose whereabouts are unknown is Corso.

Liu Jian originally thought that he had died in the chaos, and even Drogo was dead, and he expected that even if Corso was still alive, he probably wouldn't be able to make any waves.

What he didn't expect was that Corso not only survived the war, but seemed to be alive and well, and he gathered some of the Dothraki Roaring Warriors of the original Drogo who were scattered in the war. In the name of avenging Drogo, he used the identity of Drogo's blood alliance and his own great strength to reunite these forces that had been scattered due to defeat.

Also, Dondothraki seems to have moved.

At the same time that Liu Jian defeated Drogo and almost unified the whole of Sidothrak, in the field of Wis. Dothraki, the 'Doshikarin' who lived in the city of the King of Horses, but there were many old women who refused to recognize Liu Jian's legitimacy as the ruler of Sidothraki. Categorically refusing to admit that he was a Dothrakkao. Unlike some Dothraki people under Liu Jian who believed that Liu Jian was riding a horse in the world and would surely dominate the world, the Dothraki people began to claim that Liu Jian was the incarnation of the wolf god and the enemy of the horse god, and if Liu Jian's development was not stopped, the Dothraki people would perish because of Liu Jian.

Some of the old women in Doshikarin unite to call on all Karasa to unite and work together to destroy the great enemy of the horse god.

But...... The situation is not so dangerous either.

Doshikarin's 'old woman' has no political or military power, but religiously 'Doshikarin' has a very high status, if all the 'Doshikarin' unanimously declare that Liu Jian is the incarnation of the wolf god. It is the great enemy of the horse god. Then there will inevitably be two situations under Liu Jian's command, either the Dothraki under his command will abandon the horse god on a large scale and convert to the wolf god who doesn't know what it means, or the Dothraki under his command will have a large-scale defection.

But so far, neither of these has happened.

This shows that the 'Doshikarin' promoted in this way is only a small part, and the other Doshikarin either deny it or avoid talking about it.

"Wolf God? Hehe......" Thinking of the title that Doshikarin had given him, Liu Jian couldn't help but smile, although this is not a good thing. But if you use it well, you might be able to do something good. Deify yourself. Every ruler wants to do this, and Liu Jian is no exception.

The key is how to take advantage of this without becoming a target for someone else's attack.

"Wolf God...... Inugami, the attacker...... Guardians, a little bit interesting. ”

Summoning all the generals such as Kali, Age, Xuanwu, and others to his side, Liu Jian announced the next strategy to them: "Inform everyone to rest and prepare today, and we will attack south tomorrow." Hunt them down. ”

"Kao, please be careful, with all due respect, our enemy is twenty thousand men." Jorah. As soon as Mormont spoke, he saw the mocking looks in the eyes of the other people in the camp, and he immediately understood that this suggestion was valid. For the average monarch and general. 5,000 to 20,000, a four-fold difference in strength may make them cautious, even terrified to escape.

But for Liu Jian and the generals under Liu Jian, there is no difference between a four-fold gap and no gap, and some people even think that they have an advantage in such a gap in strength.

That's right, it was the Titankao who commanded them, not to mention four times, even if the difference in strength was tenfold, the Titankao still easily won the war.

This war took place not so long ago. Although Mormont had not personally participated, he had heard a lot about it in Pantos.

However, that doesn't make Jorah. Mormont was reassured.

Jorah, who is familiar with history books and war books. Mormont believes that winning more with less is a few coincidences after all, and cannot be inferred as common sense. There are some examples in history where less is more, but only a handful of them. In the vast majority of wars, the final decision is always the number of people and weapons of both sides.

"Kao, even so, they have a ship." Seeing that Liu Jian was noncommittal, Jorah. Mormont continued to persuade, but this time he changed his perspective: "Once they are on board, there is nothing we can do with them." ”

"Don't worry too much, Sir Mormont." Liu Jian looked at Jorah a little strangely. Mormont glanced at Jorah's behavior was undoubtedly a little strange. As a Varys's moving eye, he should have remained silent. This time since Jorah. Mormont is also relatively silent, but today, there is no doubt that he has broken the limitations of this silent role as a moving eye. In the original book, Jorah. The key to Mormon's change in attitude before and after appears in Daenerys. His growing affection for Daenerys forced him to continue in his former role.

But now......

"Maybe it's a bet on both sides, and on the other hand, to keep in touch with Varys. On the other hand, you are eager to get the opportunity to make a career here? ”

Liu Jian thought about it, no matter what. Mormont's willingness to contribute is always a good thing, especially when he is a little blindly confident under his own command, and a role that pours cold water is a must. It can calm down a little for the generals under his command who have been carried away by victory.

"I don't have the idea of going head-to-head with those 20,000 people. I'm sure I can win, but it's a waste to waste the lives of my precious warriors on these dishonorable mercenary bandits. ”

"You are wise, Kao." Jorah. Mormont bowed his head.

"I'm sure the mercenaries who are greedy for money and have no sense of honor in the Wind Blowing Regiment, the Second Son Regiment and the Warrior Pattern should have the same thoughts." Liu Jian said lightly: "The battle of Kohor has already scared their courage, and it is impossible for them to have the idea of fighting us head-on. ”

When Liu Jian said this, there was nothing but Jorah in the tent. Heads held up outside of Mormont, they were all participants in the Battle of Kohor, which had undoubtedly become a new epic chapter in the minstrels' mouth, and they would all appear in that epic as victors and heroes.

"When they knew we were going south to chase and kill. They would rush to take everything they had looted and board the ship docked in the south. From the sea with their harvest to Slave Bay. But how many ships can come from Meereen? It was certainly not enough to transport themselves and the booty away, and their large army had to take the banks of the Worm River along the Caeser Pass to Meereen. And ......" Liu Jian said without hesitation: "Ke Suo will definitely not be willing to leave!" He's Drogo's Blood Alliance, and I know he's always dreamed of avenging Drogo. It was Illyrio, the governor of Pantos, who killed Drogo, but I was the one who defeated Drogo. Knowing that I'm coming, and that I only have five thousand men with me, he can't help but attack me. Then they would be divided, and there would be no more than 12,000 Slavic cavalry. The remaining mercenaries are vulnerable in front of us! ”

Liu Jian looked at several of his own descendants, and finally fixed his gaze on Jorah. Mormont's body.

Liu Jian stood up: "Jorah. Mormont. I have authorized you to be my temporary commander, and I want you to lead my Cowardly Army and all my Dothraki Rangers to the Kaiser Pass to stop the mercenaries who retreat from there to Meereen, and not to let any of them go, and I will also assign half of the Assassins to your command to help you attack the enemy in the dark night, can you do that? ”

Jorah. Mormont immediately knelt down. The palm of his hand in the glove couldn't help but tremble slightly from the excitement, as if swearing, Jorah. Mormont said in a deep voice, "Your wish is my command, Kao. ”

"Good." Liu Jian nodded, and then said to Carly, "Carly." Leave your warriors under the command of Eig, and I want you to return to Kohor as quickly as possible to inform Ancaro and let him lead the cavalry south. I don't need him to attack anyone, I don't need him to defeat anyone, I just need him to watch the Kaisai Pass, intimidate Meereen, and not give Meereen's army a chance to come out of the city. ”

"Yes, Kao, I'll go!" Carrie replied respectfully, and immediately left the tent, and before leaving, he couldn't help but look at Jorah with a strange gaze. Mormont glanced. Although she knew that Kao seemed to value the Westeros man, Carrie didn't think that this newcomer was qualified to command the Dothraki cavalry.

It's just that this is Kao's order, this is Kao's will.

In any case, only obedience!

"The rest of the Assassins and Unsullied are guarding this town, and that's the battle plan."

That's it?

At this time, the generals discovered that Liu Jian's battle plan seemed to have a fatal problem in some respects.

"Kao, you're going to use a thousand against twelve thousand of Corso?" Jorah. Mormont couldn't help but ask, he felt that Liu Jian was simply crazy to do this.

"No, these thousand men remained in the town to reassure the Razarins, and at the same time to prevent the slaves in the city from rebelling. As for Ke Suo......" Liu Jian smiled: "It's enough for me to deal with him alone." ”

"Alone?"

"Yes, I'm alone, plus an accompanying guard, it's completely enough!"

"Kao, please calm down and think about it, ...... do this"

"Don't think about it anymore. And I'm calm. Liu Jian waved his hand and signaled the generals under his command to calm down: "I don't need to worry about my safety at all, if I want to leave, no one in this world can stop me." And I'm not dealing with 12,000 of Cossau's men. To a large extent...... It's just Corso! ”

…………………………… Dividing line ......................................................

Lazarin's moor. A large Dothraki army marched north.

It was exactly as Liu Jian expected.

As Drogo's Blood Alliance, Drogo's 'Blood of My Blood'. Corso's loyalty to Drogo is unquestionable, and when Drogo, Kohoro, and Hago all died, Corso was the only one who was lucky enough to survive. From the moment he survived, there was only one purpose left in his life, revenge!

Revenge for Drogo!

So, everything was as Liu Jian expected.

When the news that Liu Jian personally led his troops to Lazarin came from the north, the mercenaries were full of grief and fear, and they couldn't wait to press all the loot on the southern ships. Do everything they can to escape the gaze of the mighty Kao, who seemed almost invincible to them. But Ke Suo's eyes turned red, and the ** of anger and revenge burned from his heart like fire and rushed straight to his mind.

Especially when Ke Suo heard that Liu Jian only led an army of less than 5,000 people, Ke Suo felt that this was simply a gift from the horse god to him, and it was an opportunity for revenge given to him by the horse god.

So ignoring the mercenaries, Corso couldn't wait to lead his 12,000 men towards the north. From the bottom of his heart, Corso didn't look down on these mercenaries. If it weren't for the revenge of Drogo. Jin Kenneng was able to increase the strength of his side, if it weren't for the too much pressure on him from Liu Jian. There's no way Corso can get in with these mercenaries.

Therefore, when these mercenaries were panicked and ready to flee because of Liu Jian's arrival, Ke Suo abandoned them without hesitation.

But everyone knows that this is his chance to take revenge on Liu Jian, because although there are 12,000 people under his command, they are getting smaller and smaller.

Initially, after Drogo was defeated and died. He gathered 20,000 people, and these 20,000 people were basically Drogo's original men. But after only four months, only 12,000 people remained with him, and the three coles of Rologo, Ogo, and Karl took 8,000 from his Karatha, and the remaining 12,000 did not go. But there are already signs of instability.

Corso is not as good as Drogo, he is not a good Kao.

In these four short months, Corso once again understood what he had already understood.

Although he is second only to Drogo's strength, he does not have the ability to gather everyone around him and obey his orders. Ruling a Karatha, even if it's just a gang of bandits, has too many things that cannot be solved by force but require wisdom, and these things are beyond the reach of Corso.

This is also the reason why he decided to wreak havoc on Lazarin with the mercenaries, at least looting can boost the morale of his army and temporarily stabilize his Karatha.

It is precisely because of this that when Ke Suo heard that Liu Jian had entered Razak with less than 5,000 men, he couldn't wait to lead his 12,000 men to attack Liu Jian.

Because he knows that this is his only chance, and if he continues like this, his manpower will become less and less, and in the end he will not have any chance to avenge Drogo!

This is his only chance!

While Cosoze was galloping his horse, a flag appeared in the endless wilderness of Lazarin.

It was a rectangular red flag, and on the red banner was a giant black wolf roaring in the sky. The flag hung on a long flagpole and hunted in the strong wind, like the roar of the giant wolf. A figure shrouded in black robes, riding a horse with a flag in his hand, rode slowly in the direction where he was.

The unidentified flag, Corso didn't know what it meant. But that black robe, Ke Suo couldn't be more familiar!

Titankao's personal bodyguard, a member of the Assassin Brotherhood!

Corso's eyes turned bloodshot red, and he gasped as he stared at the black-robed assassin with a roar of rage: "Kill him for me, kill that despicable assassin!" ”

Corso angrily gave the order, but the order from Corso was not carried out. Some people seemed to want to move, but they were stopped by the people around them.

No one carried out his orders!

Anger swept Cortso's mind, and he did not hesitate to draw his Arak scimitar and attack to kill the black-robed and banner-holding Assassin.

But at this point, a tall Dothraki warrior stood in the way of Corso.

"Corso. He came alone with a flag, and he came to talk to us. Serok drove his horse to Cossoe's confront, "We should hear what he has to say." ”

"Get out of the way, Serok!"

"Calm down, Cosso, it's not right for you to do this."

"Yes, yes, it's not right to brutally kill the messenger like this."

"Like Serok said, we should hear what he's talking about and then decide whether or not to kill him."

Beside Corso, a buzzing voice rang out, and the warriors were babbling. But the meaning is the same.

Looking at Serok, and then at the others who had stopped him in the same way as Serok, looking into their eyes, Corso suddenly understood something, something that he had chosen to forget. It's not just those shameless mercenaries who fear the Titankao, but his brothers, the Dothraki people, also fear the Titankao!

The mercenaries didn't have the guts to fight the Titankao head-on, so did the Dothraki have the guts to fight the Titankao head-on?

The facts gave Corso the answer.

"Drogo. O blood of my blood, can I avenge thee? Corso suddenly felt despair. It was the despair of the final goal of life being defeated: "Can I rely on these cowards to avenge you?" O blood of my blood! ”

No matter what roar Corso felt inside, he was isolated at the moment, and there was nothing he could do with the others around him.

He could only watch as the assassin he had so frantically wanted to kill came all the way to Calassa with his banner in his hand. He saw the Assassin look up. An incomparably young face was revealed, and in those ice-like blue eyes, there was a mocking look that would never be misunderstood.

Cosso was furious, he wanted to kill, but he was sad to find that he couldn't do anything.

It was at this time. Coso was shocked and angry to see Cerokze immediately take a step forward, as if he was the master, and said: "I'm Serok, and you are the messenger of the Titankao?" ”

None of them reacted, as if it was a matter of course for Cerok to come out and respond.

Defector!

Corso yelled angrily in his heart, but the people around him stopped him from making a sound, and the Dothraki brothers' hands were on the hilt of Arrak's scimitar, their eyes fixed on him, and he knew that if he moved a little, these people would definitely stop him.

In any case, he could not deal with so many people alone.

"Serok?" Xuanwu tilted his head, the unfamiliar name made him flutter slightly, and he quickly noticed Corso surrounded by other Dothraki, Xuanwu knew Corso, although he had never seen it, but the Dothraki who had returned to Liu Jian had described Corso's appearance.

"I thought your Kao was Corso." Xuanwu stared at Serok curiously

Almost instantly, he understood what was going on here, and what the purpose of this Serok was in front of him.

"Sure enough, as the master said, a bandit army like the Dothraki has no value to rely on at all. Even if they are strong individually, as a whole, they are extremely cowardly and incompetent. ”

Regarding these political intrigues, Liu Jian handed over a lot to Xuanwu. After all, Liu Jian's right to sleep has been deprived of half of the changes in his body, and as a human being, he has too much time to be extremely awake, which makes him have to do something to kill his time.

Chatting is a good way to pass the time, and Xuanwu is an excellent listener.

Maybe when Liu Jian was talking, he was just talking nonsense. But as an extremely good listener who is extremely enthusiastic about Liu Jian, Xuanwu keeps every word of Liu Jian firmly in his heart and recalls it whenever he has time. Naturally, what kind of thoughts a person has, what kind of words will he say, Liu Jian's boring nonsense about Xuanwu naturally revealed his serious historical materialist tendency, as well as his views on the army. Spiritual thoughts, views, and so on.

Liu Jian wanted to transform the world, but the first one to be transformed by him was Xuanwu.

"You're good, you're pretty good." Looking at Serok, Xuanwu said lightly: "According to the master, you are an excellent talent. ”

See people and talk to people. Hell talking, the essence of politics is to deceive, to make as many people as possible think that they stand with him, which is also taught by Liu Jian.

After saying this, Xuanwu no longer paid attention to Serok, but focused on Corso: "You are Corso. ”

Corso moved, and the betrayers, led by Serok, stared nervously at Corso.

"It's okay, let him come over." Xuanwu smiled and signaled that it didn't matter. Then he gently clamped the horse's belly and came to Corso.

Corso didn't pay attention to Xuanwu, his eyes as red as flames stared at Serok, stared at the others standing beside him, and let out a vicious curse: "Cerok, you have betrayed your oath and betrayed your brother, I curse you, curse you for falling from your horse. Curse you to be shot with a bow and arrow from behind, curse you and me. Like the blood of my blood, killed in betrayal. The horses will drag your corpses, and the stones will scrape your bodies to pieces, and everyone will know, behold, this is the fate of the betrayers! ”

When Corso cursed loudly. Xuanwu keenly noticed the change in the atmosphere of the scene.

Some, like Serok, have the same complexion.

Others, with their faces changed dramatically, shouting to stop Corso from continuing.

Some people. There was a look of shame on his face.

There were even some people who reached out and grabbed the Arak scimitar, their faces cloudy and uncertain thinking about something.

Obviously, the traitors, led by Serok, have not been able to subdue everyone in this Karatha. Not everyone in this Karasa has made up their minds to betray Corso and Drogo.

The vast majority of people, except for Cyrok and other Kou who are in the ruling class, the vast majority of ordinary Dothraki warriors, they don't really have any ideas.

A small group of people insisted on avenging Drogo and followed Corso.

It's just that the vast majority of Kou are unwilling to continue this hopeless path of revenge.

This is undoubtedly a bad thing, but it is even more good.

It is convenient to split these Dothraki soldiers next, elevate the cowards, and then swallow them completely, turning them into a part of the Titankao, and swallowing them completely.

Until then, though, it's Corso who matters.

That's right, Corso had to die.

This is not only because of Corso's unquestionable loyalty to Drogo, but more importantly, his identity as Drogo's Blood Alliance and the organizer of Drogo's revenge.

Cossel's death will become a symbol.

A symbol that marked the end of Drogo's dominance over the western region of Dothraki.

So, Corso must die, and it is quite valuable to die.

He can't die of betrayal, but of death...... Well, there is glory.

That's what the host said.

Corso's death was the end of the old king's last glory. Drogo Kao's last loyalist, the desperate blood allies, the last tragedy of my blood. Liu Jian didn't mind giving Corso this lofty honor, as long as it could erase Drogo's last influence on Sidothraki.

Under the background of a powder keg, Xuanwu said lightly: "Kesuo, you want to avenge Drogo?" ”

"It's not that hard to do."

"Drogo has many enemies, but there are only two specific targets. One is my master, Titankao, who routed Drogo's army at Kohor and pushed him off the throne of the ruler of Sidothraki. The other was Illyrio, the governor of Pantos, who ordered Drogo to be shot under the city of Pantos. It is a sad and disappointing that such a mighty warrior, such a respected commander, should not die on the battlefield head-on, not in a duel with my lord, but by the intrigues and betrayals of his friends. Xuanwu shook his head slightly, as if he was genuinely saddened by Drogo's death at the hands of Pantos.

Ke Suo calmed down a little, he was not a smart person, otherwise he would not have been able to hear the trap in Xuanwu's words.

However, it was precisely because Corso was not a smart man that he would desperately lead the remnants of Drogo to try to take revenge on Liu Jian, so that it eventually led to the betrayal of the Kou led by Cerok. If Drogo was still alive, of course they wouldn't mind dying for Drogo, but now that Drogo was a dead man, they were to die for a dead man. Corso is Drogo's Blood Alliance, but they are not.

In fact, according to Dothraki's rules, Drogo ceases to be their Kao from the moment he dies.

"Drogo's death at the hands of his allies is sad and regrettable. The death of a powerful ruler in such a posture is undoubtedly not consummating. Good thing you're still alive...... Corso, this is the word that my master wants to pass on to you. Xuanwu smiled, and his eyes revealed an extremely serious look.

"In three days' time, in this very place, under the witness of the heavens and the earth, and under the witness of all the Dothraki, my master will come here in person. If you want revenge, then wait here, my master will give you a fair duel, and give you a precious chance for revenge. If you can succeed, of course...... This is just your humble hysterical thought, and we will follow the orders left by our master to break through Pantos for you and destroy that city once and for all! ”

This is Liu Jian's purpose, a decision that is undoubtedly crazy.

All the people who miss Drogo in their hearts, and all the people who might avenge Drogo have almost all been gathered by Corso. Now Liu Jian focused all their hopes of revenge on a duel, a duel with Corso, a duel that was extremely unfair to Liu Jian, the ruler of Sidothraki.

Next, as long as Liu Jian kills Ke Suo in this duel, this idea of revenge will suffer a very serious blow.

Of course, this madness is only relative, for Liu Jian, who is almost invincible in this life. Single-handedly with Corso, that's pure bullying. (To be continued.) )