Chapter 171 Kaiser Pass

In the early morning, the sky turned white again, and the west wind blew on the barren mountains.

The surrounding area was cold, and all the terrain was made of gray sand and gravel. It was uniformly monotonous, desolate, and lifeless, and looked as lifeless as a gloomy cemetery.

This is the Kesai Pass, located in the south of the Dothraki Sea. It is an important transportation route connecting Lazar and Meereen. It is also the location of the Dothraki Lazar Ten Thousand House Camp.

At this time, Mo Suo, the leader of the Ten Thousand Households, was standing on a high place, looking at the mountains a few miles to the northeast. There was a lot of thick smoke rising there, like low-hanging dark clouds, covering the entire mountain top.

He tried to deduce the number of enemies based on the smoke, but his mind couldn't help but drift to half a month ago, recalling the intelligence he received at that time.

The Qarthian fleet arrived at Slaver's Bay without landing on any coast. The enemy marched eastward along the Skazhadan River and burned the cities and pastures of the Zalarim.

Thinking of this, Mosso secretly cursed the Zalarim people, those cowardly "goat people" who were accustomed to being oppressed and exploited. When he led the army to arrive, they quickly accepted the rule of the Dothraki.

Now facing the soldiers of Qarth, he did not dare to resist at all. Like a flock of sheep attacked by wild wolves, they were driven towards the Kaiser Pass to seek his protection.

He shook his head, wrapped his body tightly in a shabby cloak, and muttered:

"Even if the satyrs persist for one more day, I will teach the Qarthens a painful lesson. Defense is not the way Dothraki are good at fighting.

It was the chaotic crowding of the Zalarim into the Kaiser Pass that caused him to miss the initiative and opportunity, and was eventually blocked here by the combined forces of Meereen and Qarth.

He thought carefully, took the leather bag and dry food handed over by the soldier, took a sip of water first, and then took a big sip. He chewed a whole piece of hard meat with his teeth and forced himself to swallow it.

After staying up all night, the old man didn't have any extra energy to do anything else, so he just sat down on the ground to rest.

But he couldn't sit still. The strong wind kept taking away the body heat from his body, and the sharp stones made his body extremely painful.

After regaining his energy a little, he finally recognized the bitter fact:

Even in the most optimistic situation, their supplies are only enough to last them for a week. When the food and water are exhausted, they will be alone in a deserted mountain with no reinforcements or supplies.

However, Mosso had long since developed a strong heart. His fire of hope had never been extinguished, and the pressure had turned into a new force.

His ordinary and wrinkled face became very serious, with firm belief supporting him behind him, and nothing in front of him could make him flinch.

The Dothraki Khal, who was once very good at escaping, stood up, with a stronger sense of responsibility, and focused his eyes back on the front, studying what to do next.

As the light gradually increased, he was surprised to see those Qarthen warriors wearing bronze scale armor and long-beaked helmets with bronze teeth and black feathers on their heads. They were like gravel scattered all over the Kesai Pass. Spread out and seize the dangerous terrain.

He turned around quickly and looked to the other side of the mountain pass. Meereen soldiers dressed in tunics and pleated linen skirts were also reinforcing and repairing the border trenches.

The enemy did not seem to want to fight with the Dothraki army in the field, and gave up the attack on their own initiative. They planned to rely on the terrain to prevent their breakout and trap them in the Kesai Pass.

Because this land is indeed a natural barrier. The entire mountain pass is full of large and small rocks, with uneven potholes everywhere, and many fissures extending from the middle, which can make the Dothraki cavalry useless. , very suitable for strict defense.

Mosuo stared at the sky and meditated silently. After thinking carefully several times, although he still maintained his original posture, he had already made up his mind.

If the enemy commander continues to adopt the method of dividing the enemy into dangerous positions at the Kaisai Pass, this war will not be a big challenge to him.

Although the mountainous terrain can strengthen the army's defense capabilities, it also disperses its own forces, reduces the efficiency of generals' command and communication, and greatly reduces the speed of mutual rescue between armies.

The most important thing is that Dothraki will turn from passive to active in the war.

After making up his mind, Mosso could finally take a break. He put his cloak on the gravel, tiredly looked away from the mountains in the distance, and yawned.

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Time passed slowly, and early the next morning, although the enemy still did not launch an attack or gain a greater advantage, it still placed extremely heavy pressure on the hearts of the people in the Dothraki Zara camp.

According to the latest arriving intelligence, the enemy they faced had twice their strength, and the enemy had disassembled the giant crossbows on the battleships and used them for defense.

The person who brought the news was a scout who led a handful of cavalry back. The horses were covered with corpses. These were the remains of his comrades that he had barely brought back from the mission.

He immediately rushed to Mo Suo's side. Wanhu was sitting in the tent in the Zala camp waiting. His dark eyes kept peeping at the northeast, as if he could penetrate all obstacles and see the horses on the grassland in the distance. .

"The Qartheans have taken over all your outer defenses."

The head of the household was covered in blood, angry, and spoke very rudely, with obvious accusations.

He didn't seem to approve of the elderly Mosso, and wanted to anger him, and continued to shout:

"We have to break out, that's our only hope."

But his idea failed. Mosso would not be offended by this and responded softly:

"Maybe! But the real war has not yet come, and a wise leader will not rush forward with his army."

"Also, are you coming back just to tell us this news? Do you want to spread fear in the camp? Or are you just running away because you can't defeat the enemy?"

The commander's gentle words were like a basin of ice water in the ears of the head of the household, extinguishing all the anger in his heart and reminding him clearly of the strict military laws enacted by the great Kaa.

He couldn't help but shudder, quickly lowered his head, his voice became softer, and he explained respectfully:

"According to my observation, at present, the enemy's cavalry is still their weakest link. When we retreated, the enemy did not send troops to chase us. Therefore, if the soldiers rush out of the mountain pass on horseback, they will not be able to stop us."

Mosso shook his head and expressed his rejection of the hundred-household leader's proposal. He would not waver in his determination. He must not give up the Kesai Pass because it was the main route for the Dothraki to march into Slaver's Bay.

He knew that all the dangers and obstacles would reach a peak before his eyes. Tomorrow would be the beginning of the conflict, the prelude to the war, and the fight for the final ownership of this place.