"Let the guards let them in, they're all guests. Ma Shen said and gently placed the wine glass in his hand on the tray of the passing attendant.

Since the other party's intention is unknown, and he is also the messenger who claims to be Dzeko Kao, it doesn't hurt to meet them.

"Outside are the Dothrakis. ”

"What are the Dothraki doing here? ”

Hearing a lot of movement outside, the nobles who were leisurely attending the banquet whispered one after another, and then all of them approached the gate, I don't know if it was to join in the excitement or what, in short, the atmosphere of the banquet was gone.

Few aristocratic merchants would have a good impression of these savage Dothraki, they do not produce, they like to plunder other people's property, their economy is largely supported by plundering the surrounding countries, and in order to survive, they will also attack each other, on this continent, the Dothraki represent destruction and war.

"Your Majesty, I may know something about this Dzeko Kao. As the nobles gathered, the Kohor emissary Saurova who was not far away walked quickly to Ma Shen's side, with a worried look on his face.

"Do you know where this Dzeko Kao came from?"

"Yes, Your Majesty. "Every three or four years, a Dothrakkao named Dzeko will lead his Karasa to the outskirts of Kohor, and in order to send him away, we will pay him a tribute of some gold each time. ”

"Is it because you can't beat this Dzeko Kao?" Ma Shen turned his head slightly.

"Part of the reason is that this Dzeko Kao used to attack Kohor with 10,000 Dothraki of their tribe, and they couldn't break through Kohor's walls, so they plundered the city, and they were all on horseback, and Kohor had few horses, so they couldn't pursue them at all, so we didn't bother us so much, so that we had to pay some price for peace. ”

Saurovar looked a little unspeakable, in fact some gold was not enough to satisfy the greedy Kao, and Kohor often offered a hundred pure maidens in addition to some gold.

Ma Shen nodded understandingly, the contradiction between nomads and farming people is the same in both the East and the West.

Nomads generally follow the principle of the law of the jungle, and when they don't have enough food, they often go to the farming people to gather grass.

Any dynasty in China is a history of war with the nomads, when the farming dynasty is strong, the nomads will retreat, but when the farming dynasty is weak, then it is a feast for the nomads.

In the world of ice and fire, the Dothraki people, as a typical representative of the nomadic people, are of course indispensable for burning, killing and looting, and a large number of cities, villages and towns have disappeared in their hands, sometimes they are not to rob each other's property, but just to satisfy their desire to burn and destroy.

They didn't have to wait long.

"Gah. "The fine oak door made a slight sound and began to open to the sides, letting the night breeze blow into the warm hall.

An influx of unsullied men armed with black spears followed, followed by the emissary known as Dzeko Kao.

Ten tall Dothraki walked through the door in the candlelight, they generally had bronzed skin, pale yellowish brown eyes, black hair, and long thick braids on their backs, not money braids, but a bit like the braids of the late Qing Dynasty, especially the leader one, the braids were the longest and thickest of the ten Dothrakiks.

Seeing these Dothraki people striding towards them, the nobles pushed them to the sides with some fear, leaving a wide passage for the Dothraks.

The leading Dothraki held his blood-soaked scimitar and looked disdainfully at the nobles around him as he walked, he hated these noble rats who were gorgeously dressed but behaved worse than the dirtiest mares, and incidentally, he also looked down on the so-called king of the Stormwind Kingdom.

In front of the brave warriors of Dothraki, the king of the Stormwind Kingdom deserves nothing more than to hide behind the walls and shiver.

"Good day, Your Majesty the King of the Stormwind Kingdom. Not far from Ma Shen, the leading Dothraki waved his hand casually, "You can call me Randy, a messenger sent by Dzekokao, and also a blood guard of Dzekokao, who has come here to convey some requests to His Majesty the King. ”

"Damned barbarians, how dare you be so rude. Before Ma Shen could speak, the officers in the banquet couldn't hold back, the Unsullied officers were fine, they didn't talk much, they just picked up the spears from the hands of the guards with expressionless faces, but the officers who followed Ma Shen from Harrenhal to this strange place and the officers who surrendered directly pulled out their two-handed swords hanging from their waists, and then opened their voices and roared angrily.

The Dothraki were also not to be outdone, and fiercely pulled out the scimitar they carried with them, and their bodies were slightly bent to prepare for battle.

The Unsullied in charge of the guards also neatly raised their swarthy spears.

Seeing this tense scene, the onlookers of the aristocrats suddenly held their breath and quietly took a few steps back.

Just like not seeing the Dothraki holding a scimitar in front of him, Ma Shen quietly spread his hands and said, "If Dzekokao has any requirements, please say." ”

Randy, the Dothraki in the lead, shook his head: "According to the agreement between Dzekokao and the Ruler of Meereen, the Ruler of Meereen needs to give five thousand gold dragon coins and three hundred slaves to Dzekokao every three years as a sign of friendship, and at the same time, we will also sell the captured prisoners to the Ruler of Meereen in the future."

"It's been almost three years since the last time the slavers handed over gold to Dzhekokao, and though His Majesty has become the ruler of Meereen, he wishes to carry on this sacred covenant. ”

The Dothraki envoy's exhortational, warning tone made the officers glaring at them furious, and if the king had not given the order, they would definitely tear these barbaric Dothraki to pieces.

"Well, it's only five thousand gold dragon coins and three hundred slaves for three years, so it's not very demanding. Unlike the angry officer, Ma Shen just nodded expressionlessly, "Is there anything else?"

Apparently, the great masters of Meereen have made the same choice as Kohor, and in order not to make trouble, they will do some "small business" with this Dzekokao every year

The slave owners paid some price every three years and then avoided war, and usually the Dzekokao would sell the captives they captured in battle to the slave owners in Slave Bay, well, very "witty" approach.

Randy, the Dothraki man in the lead, was not surprised by Ma Shen's choice at all, he was used to the appearance of these high-ranking nobles with their faces like eating a lump of horse manure, but they didn't dare to do it.

This may be his misunderstanding, the rulers of Slave Bay are merchants, and the rulers of the free trade city-states are also merchants, and they are absolutely willing to pay a price they don't value to avoid war with Dzekokao, but the problem is that in this place where all merchants are nobles, there is a king who is not a merchant.

"Your Majesty, one more thing. Randy, who thought he could see clearly, turned his head directly and shot his gaze at the dazzling Daenerys, "There is a custom among our Dothraki tribe that when Kao dies, his Kalixi will join Doshikarin, and together with the wise men of Doshikarin, he will govern the vast Dothraki kingdom, even the most powerful Kao, he must submit to Doshikarin's wisdom and authority." ”

"Well, I know Doshikarin. Ma Shen nodded cooperatively.

"But Dragonkao's wife, Daenerys Callihy, didn't go to Doshikalin!!" Randy said with a slight anger in his tone, "So allow me to take Kalixi to Doshikalin, that's Dzekokao's request, and that's what all Dothraki demand." ”

"And then, does Dzekokao have any other requests?" said a small smile on Ma Shen's face.

"No more. ”

"Then allow me to decline both requests. ”

"What!"

"The first request, I refuse, the second request, I also refuse. Ma Shen emphasized in an unwavering tone.

"You will regret it, King, and I will relay your words to Dzekokao. Randy said with an ugly face, not even bothering to say the honorific that was not very sincere, "Please think about it." ”

"Then I'll bother you to tell me. Ma Shen clapped his hands indifferently, "By the way, I have always had a question about the Dothraki in my mind, and I wonder if the messenger can answer it for me." ”

Without waiting for him to react, Ma Shen said to himself: "We all know that the Dothraki know everything about horses, and other than that, they are complete fools, but I have also heard in private that you all eat everything, and you like to talk to stallions when you are in heat, I don't know if Randy's messenger has this habit." ”

What did we hear, did the Dothraki really have this habit, the onlookers pricked up their ears.

"Bastard, how dare you insult us!" A young and vigorous Dothraki on the team didn't react at first, but the young man was quick to react, and before Randy could stop it, he rushed out of the group and pounced on Ma Shen.

"Boom!" a spear flew and pierced through his chest.

The young Dothraki, who hadn't yet run a few steps, looked blankly at the spear on his chest and threw himself to the ground.

"Gadi!" Randy's eyes widened as he looked at the young man who had fallen to the ground, this was his son and his only son, his anger had burned his sanity, he didn't want to rush out of the messenger group directly, "Nobleman!

Perhaps because of the violation of his dignity, or because he was carried away by anger, almost all of the messengers behind Randy followed him and rushed towards Ma Shen angrily.

In the face of nine Dothraki who had killed countless people, Ma Shen stood motionless as a large number of Unsullied ones rushed out from his flanks and stood in front of him.

"Kill!!"

"Ahh

"Bang!!"

The sound of weapons colliding and screaming kept ringing out.

Ticking, I don't know where a drop of crystal blood flew in, and it happened to fall between Ma Shen's shoes, and a trace of tragic feeling grew out of thin air.

"If it's a friendly guest, then we'll entertain it with the utmost hospitality, but if it's a bad enemy, then we don't mind swords. ”

"There are too many of you, it's enough to keep one person back. ”