Chapter 190 Don’t Choose Any of Them

Chapter 188 Choose None

Hearing Mungo's slow and lifeless words, the great lord with winged hair realized the crisis and shouted:

"I am Hizdahr zo Lorak, the noble Lord Lorak, just some dirty slaves, you can't do this to me."

Mungo laughed, stopped, waved to the blood guards behind the marble lamppost to come forward, then stared at Hizdahr and said:

"Maybe, but now in my eyes, slaves are the same as you, life is unfair, only death can end everything."

The blood guards were silent, their faces covered by heavy helmets could not see their expressions, they ignored the harsh wailing and begging, dragged Hizdahr, and chopped off his head with a knife.

The other great lords looked at this scene with extremely shocked eyes, as if they didn't believe what they saw.

It is rumored that the great khal of Dothraki is very cruel and likes to chop off people's heads. They all said they wanted to see it with their own eyes, but they never thought that all this would be verified on themselves.

Mungo walked around the great masters who were already shaking like sieves, and walked to a great master whose hair was made into two horns.

The clothes he wore were pink and white, and his armor was made of copper and black jade scales. The clothes were very special and the armor was very beautiful, but it was hard to believe how much protection it had.

Most importantly, the stubborn look on his face attracted his strong attention.

"What's your name?"

"Oznak."

"Oznak Zor Pal, from the noble Pal family, the hero who protects the city of Meereen."

Oznak considered himself a noble who valued honor. After reporting his name, he kept his mouth shut and said nothing, his eyes full of ferocity and hatred.

Although he didn't speak, the other great masters around him were not so stubborn, and they spoke in unison to make Oznak's information clear.

"His father is the commander of the city defense, and his uncle is the richest in Meereen."

"Yes, great khal, look at his eyes, his father and uncle died at the hands of your warriors, he hates you."

The great lords who were eager to survive ignored Oznak's gnashing teeth and the fierce eyes he cast at them.

As if they wanted Oznak to die as soon as possible, they rushed to continue:

"The 237 slave children who were killed were all the evil deeds of the Parr family."

"Yes, Oznak is cruel and bloodthirsty, and he used to do this often."

"He just killed a guard named Skarpo the day before yesterday because Skarpo used his eyes to rape a lady. He beheaded Skarpo and dug out his liver alive."

"This vicious man shamelessly claimed that he did this to protect his honor."

Oznak couldn't bear it anymore and shouted:

"You guys, you maggots, ugly, lazy guys, from my father to my uncle, the Parr family almost killed all the men in the battle, just to save Meereen and you!"

"After we have experienced battles and deaths, you are still destroying our honor here!"

The Dothraki leaders watched this drama with interest. Although they didn't understand what the great lords were saying, it didn't prevent them from seeing that these people were fighting among themselves.

"This must be the ugliest scene in the world!"

"I don't know the roles they play, but I really find it hard to like them."

"Dear maester, do you know what they are saying?"

Bass Porter was in no mood to translate for others. He grinned and said casually:

"Just looking at the scene in front of you, you don't want to know what else they will say. Human behavior is really strange!"

Indeed, Mungo didn't want to listen to these great masters anymore.

There was no good person or useful person among these great masters. Killing them all would not be wrong.

So, the great khal, who felt that he had listened to a lot of nonsense and wasted a lot of time, decided to make the most of these wastes.

Mungo ordered all the great masters to be brought to the square and let the soldiers execute them in front of all the people.

The soldiers dug open the stomach of the great master, pulled out the intestines, and nailed them to the rack for public display, avenging the 237 slave children who suffered the same evil under the order of the great master.

He and the slave owners were originally opposed. Being tolerant of these great masters would not win him any respect. Killing them would win the hearts of the people.

The next day, the Great Pyramid was cleaned again.

Mungo looked at Bas Porter, who had been working all night and was still trying to count the spoils, and said with a smile:

"Master, take a break and tell me, what is our next goal?"

Before Bas Porter raised his head to speak, the Dothraki captains gathered in the hall became excited and shouted in unison:

"Yunkai!"

Slaver's Bay is the absolute center of the world's slave trade and is extremely rich, while Meereen is the largest and most prosperous of the three slave city-states.

After the Battle of Meereen, Mungo confiscated all the property of the great master's family. Until now, it has not been fully settled, but the number has opened the eyes of the Dothraki people. These captains can't wait to march to Yunkai.

However, Bas Porter, a maester, has a different opinion.

"Our soldiers and horses need to recover, the wounded need to be healed, and the same strategy cannot work twice. We do not have enough siege weapons to attack Yunkai."

"Master, I don't agree with you!"

Norhat stood up and saluted Bas Porter, then turned to the great khal and said:

"We can select warriors who are not injured and have more than two fast horses. These troops are enough."

"Call all the craftsmen in Meereen and dismantle some wooden buildings as materials. If there are no siege weapons, we can make them ourselves."

"The most important thing is that we must seize the opportunity. The Yunkai coalition is still besieging Astapor, and the enemy does not know the news of the fall of Meereen."

"If we stay here too long, the enemy will receive the news and withdraw to Yunkai to defend. Everyone has seen the walls of Meereen. I think Yunkai should not be much worse."

"In that case, how much blood will the Dothraki warriors shed under the walls before they can take down Yunkai."

Norhat will never forget how helpless they were under the city of Meereen, and what he said made sense.

However, Mongol could see that the capture of Meereen made the stewards a little proud and felt that some things were taken for granted.

Therefore, the great khal did not make a conclusion for them, but got up and returned to the palace at the top of the pyramid and fell asleep.

He had not experienced such a good sleep for many days after traveling day and night.

The great khal was not present, and the stewards also dispersed, telling their subordinates to seize the opportunity and have a good rest.

Based on their understanding of the great khal, if they did not make a decision on the spot, everything was possible. Maybe they would go to perform a difficult task tomorrow.

The next day.

Mungo summoned all the stewards again. He did not ask for anyone's opinion, put his hands on the throne, and said firmly:

"We will not stay in Meereen, nor will we attack Yunkai."

There is only one chapter today. I haven't figured out how to write the next chapter. It's a bit troublesome to explain the situation of the Yunkai coalition and the overall situation.