Chapter 149: The aftermath and the spoils
"Wooooooo." The mournful call of war horns rang out in every direction. The earth was torn again and again by the iron-shod hooves of warhorses, those of the Twin Cities cavalry and the Dothraki Screaming Warriors. War left layer upon layer of scars across the land, with corpses strewn everywhere.
"The Khal is dead."
"The Khal is dead." With Khal Drogo's death in battle, Drogo's Khalasar had fallen apart completely.
The Dothraki had wasted too much time against the solid shield formations. Now their Khal's death had utterly crushed their confidence, and they wanted only to flee the battlefield.
"Fire!"
"Fire!" An even more frightening sight awaited the Dothraki Screaming Warriors. Fires burned directly ahead of Myr Wall, thick black smoke billowing into the clear blue sky. The cavalry led by the Red Viper had charged into Drogo's rear camp, killing and setting fires.
The Khalasar's rear camp held the Dothraki's women and children, their slaves, and the wealth and slaves they had painstakingly accumulated. With it under surprise attack, the Dothraki Screaming Warriors locked in desperate combat at the front were utterly distraught, no longer knowing where to turn.
The Twin Cities cavalry cut the Dothraki apart like a black flood. Seven thousand heavy cavalry, four thousand light cavalry, and more than a thousand vassal Dothraki screaming riders-these were Gendry's hardest-hitting cavalry forces.
The infantry formations led by Grey Wolf and Steel Fist, the main cavalry force led by Gendry, and the reserve cavalry led by Jilo advanced together, their crescent-shaped formation sweeping forward with irresistible force. Some Dothraki Screaming Warriors were slain by swords, others trampled by hooves, and still others shot down by arrows. Their defeat became a rout.
Facing them head-on, Gendry watched the enemy's disordered formations. The panicked