Summer mornings come earlier, and the sky lights up quickly. Within ten minutes, it's full daylight.
Tens of thousands of Dothraki cavalry outside the city were waiting in formation, waiting for the moment when Pentos City Gate opened, they rushed into the city to kill the female Magister and her lackeys.
In this battle, they were not plundering, but simply helping their former allies.
Of course, the reason why they came all the way was because someone gave them a lot of money.
The early morning sun shines on the ground, illuminating Pentos not far away, allowing the Dothraki cavalry to see clearly their allies...
Huh? Strange, City Gate of Pentos did not open as promised.
Pentos In front of the city wall, there were more than thirty knights wearing silver armor. The plate armor on their bodies was very new and shiny, as if they were wearing it for the first time.
What's even more surprising is that the knights' mounts, which are also covered in silver scale armor, are obviously not horses. They are weird in size and larger than ordinary war horses.
Those mounts seemed to be wearing armor for the first time, and they kept using their forelimbs to pull at the neck protectors around their necks.
The knights comforted their mounts and let them gradually calm down.
After the mounts became familiar with the scales on their bodies, they looked curiously at the Dothraki cavalry in the distance. The number of the other party clearly frightened the thirty-seven mounts, causing them to take a few steps back uneasily.
The Dothraki cavalry on the opposite side didn't care whether the enemy's mount was a war horse or not. Under Khal's roar, they launched a charge and all rushed towards Pentos.
The dragoons held up their spears, their faces resolute and cold under their visors, showing no fear of the enemy who were more than a thousand times their number.
The wingless dragons are just fledgling, and they are not very courageous at first, but they are dragons after all, and they are arrogant by nature. How can they withstand the provocation of mortals?
Everyone roared, eager to rush forward and bite the enemy.
Dragoons have their own disciplines, and neither humans nor dragons are allowed to move without their permission.
The distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer, eight hundred meters, five hundred meters, two hundred meters, fifty meters...
The dragoons could already see Dothraki's evil smile and smell their stench. Just when the two sides were about to come into contact, the captain of the dragoon team suddenly shouted, "Dragon acid!"
"Dragon acid!" all the dragoons shouted in unison.
As if receiving some kind of instruction, more than thirty wingless dragons suddenly opened their big mouths and sprayed out a stream of green mucus.
A large amount of mucus sprayed into the sky, like a big green net, melting all objects that came into contact with it. In just one encounter, hundreds of Dothraki cavalry, including men and horses, turned into a smelly brown liquid, with no bones left.
Dothraki The cavalry are still charging, but the dozens of meters of land in front of the wingless dragon are like a restricted area, and no one can survive.
After a round of charge, no one of the dragoons was killed. However, all the Dothraki cavalry who set foot in the "forbidden zone" were killed, about a thousand or more.
Dothraki cavalry divided into two groups, intending to attack the dragoons from both sides.
But at this moment, Pentos's moat solidified instantly, forming a thick layer of ice. At the same time, the ice layer began to extend outward crazily like mercury pouring down the ground.
Dothraki The cavalry didn't know what happened yet, they just felt a cold wind blowing and suddenly remembered a strange noise.
"Puff, puff, puff..."
Countless ice spikes penetrated the bodies of the cavalry and their horses, and like white waves, they continued to roll towards the outside.
Unable to turn back in time, the Dothraki cavalry collided head-on with the "white wave", causing heavy casualties.
However, such huge Magic and Tysha didn't last long before they fell to the moat covered in blood. Fortunately, Davos caught her after catching her, otherwise it's hard to say whether Tysha would have survived or died after falling down the moat.
Next, it was time for the dragoon performance.
They charged towards the defeated Dothraki cavalry. The wingless dragons were not big in size, but powerful. They used the horn on their helmets to hit the enemy's horses, almost killing them with one blow.
In addition, their unique "dragon acid" breath also makes them invincible on the battlefield.
Dothraki After several rounds of cleaning, less than 20,000 people were left. Looking at the white ice waves as high as the city wall and the dragon acid that could corrode everything, they blew the retreat horn and fled Pentos in embarrassment.
The dragoons did not choose to pursue them. They waited for the enemy to go away and then silently returned to their cave.
Pentos There were cheers in the city, and ordinary people who didn't know the truth came to the streets to sing and dance when they saw the enemy retreating.
Those big businessmen who were still resisting could not help but look ashen. If Tysha Magister could repel tens of thousands of Dothraki cavalry, wouldn't it be easy to deal with thousands of them Mercenary?
Unexpectedly, when they were still hesitating whether to surrender, their subordinate Mercenary took the lead and sold them.
These Mercenary have no honor at all, and there is no way they would risk their lives to protect their employer. They value their lives more than gold.
A dozen fat-minded big businessmen were tied up by Mercenary and thrown in front of Martina. "Commander, we all work with money. I hope you can be lenient and let us go."
Martina sent people to pull down the noisy big businessmen, and then said to the thousands of Mercenary: "Your life and death are decided by Mr. Magister. The crime of participating in the riot is not a small one, so be prepared to pay a heavy price."
Mercenarys almost rioted on the spot when they heard this.
Martina added, "Your lives should be safe, but the deposit for violating the Pentos law will probably be a large fine."
Mercenarys breathed a sigh of relief. They had just raided the mansions of more than a dozen big businessmen, and each of them had a fortune. If they spit it out at this time, they should be able to pay the fine.
A few hours later.
Tysha woke up leisurely and found himself in the Magister's Palace, with Louise standing next to her with a melancholy face.
She held Louise's arm and slowly got up from the bed, "Ahem... how long have I been asleep?"
Louise said softly, "In two hours, Sir Davos came back protecting Lord Magister."
Tysha made a note of Davos's favor in his mind, planning to repay it when he has the opportunity in the future. Anyway, she and Davos are both vassals of His Majesty Luke, so they will definitely interact with each other in the future.
She opened the curtain and prepared to get out of bed sideways.
Louise hurriedly said, "Master Magister, the doctor just said that your body has been seriously damaged and you will have to stay in bed for a while."
Tysha frowned in displeasure, "I know my body, help me up."
"Yes." Louise helped Tysha put on his shoes, then supported Tysha and slowly got off the bed.
Tysha stood up straight and asked, "Where is Martina?"
Louise explained, "Martina has taken into custody the merchants who colluded with Dothraki and is being tortured in the dungeon."
Tysha coughed a few more times and said, "Take me there, I want to ask in person."
"Yes." Although Louise didn't want Tysha to work so hard, she didn't dare to disobey Tysha's order, so she could only help her out.
Louise looked at the frail Tysha, and her eyes suddenly became determined. Without Mr. Magister's rescue, we would still be in the hands of human traffickers, being ravaged, and life would be worse than death.
Such kindness can only be repaid with life!
She wants to learn more knowledge, save more gold, buy the most powerful army in the world for Master Magister, and defeat all the enemies of Master Magister!
In this way, Mr. Magister can enjoy his life with peace of mind and no longer have to work so hard.