Gao Wunan's Legend of Wushuang

Threatened by whips and butcher knives, the surrendered Dothraki warriors threw down their scimitars one by one, cut off their braids with a dagger and threw them on the ground. The black braids piled up into a hill.

Wu Feng ordered someone to bring a torch, and all his hair was lit with a fire. There was a scorched smell in the air, and the humiliated and resentful expressions of the surrendered Dothraki warriors faintly appeared in the firelight.

However, Wu Feng didn't care about this at all. As a foreigner, he would never be able to gain the true loyalty of the Dothraki. He only needed them to fear him, obey him, and stab the enemy's heart as his sharp knife.

As for how many Dothraki warriors would die in battle and how many Dothraki families would be torn apart, he didn't care at all.

"Doro!" Wu Feng roared loudly.

"Here I am, the great Kaa." Doro, the Dothraki leader who first surrendered to Wu Feng, knelt on the ground and looked at Wu Feng with fanatical eyes.

"To receive the results of this battle, everyone must migrate, including women and children, and draw a pasture for them near our original camp."

Like other grassland peoples, the Dothraki also herd herds, but they never do this lowly thing themselves, but use slaves to graze for them. There are some of their own race, and more of them are from other races.

The Dothraki do no work except tending to their horses, which are their most important possessions, preferring to plunder and kill rather than produce.

"Your will, Kayo!" Doro stood up and beat the newly joined slaves with a whip to carry out the relocation work. His deployment automatically assumed the job of the warlord, and anyone who dared to resist was killed on the spot.

Before the great khal gave orders, these defeated Dothraki were just lowly slaves, unless the khal needed to use them and give them the status of warriors to be equal to them.

As for their own transformation from slaves to warriors, it is deliberately ignored.

Wu Feng watched the embryonic form of the class with cold eyes and was happy to see it. He didn't need monolithic subordinates. Dividing into small groups was the best choice for ruling. It was foreseeable that as his conquest progressed, such small groups There will be more and more.

The migration would last for several days. After explaining the relevant matters, Wu Feng rode back to the camp early alone.

As soon as he came back, the priestess had already made a special trip to wait for him at the door.

"Master, the elders are waiting for you."

Wu Feng noticed that there was a girl kneeling next to the priestess. She was still very young and looked less than 15 years old. Unlike the rough skin of her people who had been honed by the harsh environment, the exposed skin was as white and smooth as milk.

"Who is she?"

"The great king, her name is Melunti, she is one of my nieces. Both her parents died in the war. I ask you to take her in as a maid who takes care of your daily life and serves you."

When the priestess was speaking, the girl raised her head at the right time, revealing her innocent and delicate face. Her eyes were like the morning dew when the first ray of sun rises, radiant and flawless.

Regarding Priestess Mora's request, Wu Feng agreed after a moment of consideration. After all, as the first Lazarin tribe to seek refuge with him, he would give him special treatment.

"From today onwards, you will live in my tent, get ready, I will take a bath later." Wu Feng picked up the girl's fair face with a horsewhip, gave orders and turned to leave.

What he didn't know, after he was away, Mo La looked at the girl in front of her with a complicated expression, and sighed: "Melu Enti, in your capacity, there is no need to do this at all. Although the adult is strict, he will definitely Receive you and your people."

"He will accept us, but only as a vassal." The girl's eyes flashed with wisdom, and she said with a soft voice like singing a poem, "On this vast prairie, Lazarin is too weak, even if A grown Razarin warrior is no match for a Dothraki child, and our riches, if not safeguarded with power, are the culprits of our ruin."

"But that lord has already agreed to protect us..." Mo La Na Na said.

"Stupid! The Dothraki also succumbed to this lord's feet. Do you think the Lazarin who can only shepherd or the Dothraki who are good at fighting will have a greater effect on him! Time and war will It will flatten our achievements, and the power struggle will make the Dothraki see us as cattle and sheep to be slaughtered..."

"But... how does this relate to you as his maid?"

The girl's cheeks were slightly flushed, and she looked even more beautiful under the morning light. "My role is to prevent the Lazarines from becoming outcasts who can be discarded at will. We will prove that the Lazarines are also useful."

The priestess understands the girl's intentions, but she is not optimistic that the other party can seduce the king. Although he also enjoys the beautiful girl, she can see the ruthlessness deep in the other party's eyes. This is a man with a firm will like steel. king of

"You said earlier that he alone killed more than a hundred Dothraki warriors." At this moment, the girl suddenly asked.

When Mora heard this, there was a strong look of fear and shock in his eyes, "Yes, this lord is definitely not human! Because no one can face nearly a thousand Dothraki warriors and kill them to death, even if the history books There has never been a hero in the world who can dominate a battle by himself..."

"He is a demon god who descended into the world... Even the supreme shepherd is afraid of his existence... Woohoo... The revelation I received not long ago...was indistinct...I only saw war and blood in the world...The flames are burning... ...steel streaked across the human body...human beings screamed and wailed..."

The girl ignored the words of the gods and gods behind the priestess, but as her eyes became brighter and brighter as she described her, she whispered softly: "If he is really a god, he can only be the god of the Lazarin people, the god of war. God! He is the God of victory! He is also the god of the world who destroys all enemies..."

"Great warrior! You are the savior given to us by God! You are the incarnation of the supreme shepherd walking in the world! Please accept this as a token of our clan."

Inside the campfire burning tent, high-level elders from various Lazarin tribes fell down at Wu Feng's feet in fear.

They had already received the news that not long ago, the man in front of them had wiped out the most powerful Yehou Kao in this area. This kind of power frightened them and made them determined to take refuge in him.

Some of the elders who came took out longbows, some scimitars, and some silk with beautiful patterns.

The Lazarin people have a strong atmosphere of religious belief. These are the sacred objects of their clan. The offering of these symbols proves that the power of the king is greater than the power of the gods, and represents complete surrender.

Chapter 8

Wu Feng didn't show any joy, his eyes were real, making everyone present uneasy, he suddenly asked, "How did you live before?"

"Report to your lord, we shepherd sheep and livestock, make handicrafts and city-states in exchange for food and supplies for living."

Wu Feng sneered: "You missed the most important point, that is, you survived by offering money and women to the Dothraki. Starting today, stop all of these!"

The faces of these elders immediately showed fear, "It is absolutely impossible, my lord! Once we stop worshiping, those greedy and cruel khals will definitely launch swords and loot us!"

"Then let them come!" Wu Feng stretched out a palm and shook it suddenly, "Anyone who dares to stretch out their claws will be chopped off!"

The elders looked at each other, and the thought of this brave and frightened heart calmed down a little, but some people couldn't help asking: "But my lord, the Dothraki army is far more than ours, how should we resist them?" cavalry?"

"This is exactly the second order I want to issue: All adult Lazarin men must put down their labor and learn the skills of fighting and killing!"

An elder said: "But, we are not good at fighting by nature, and we can't support so many people with young children alone."

Wu Feng stared at him, causing him to kneel down in sweat: "No one is born a warrior, and his temperament will change with the environment. I don't need useless people under my command. Don't worry about the labor force. A khalasar was recently captured, and they will work in place of the Lazarin."

The elders looked at each other in blank dismay, using Dothraki as slaves, which they had never thought about before, abandoning the Dothraki who are good at fighting and using Lazarin, is this lord saying that he is stupid or wise?

But none of them dared to raise objections, and they bowed their heads one by one.

Wu Feng nodded, "Very well, go back and recruit people from your tribe and tell them that they will become honorable soldiers."

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The Dothraki Sea does not mean the ocean. She is a vast and boundless prairie in the middle of the continent of Essos. Zal and Slaver's Bay.Lives nomadic Dothraki and other ethnic groups.

The Lazarin were originally a huge ethnic group on the prairie, but after thousands of years of continuous massacres by the Dothraki, the number has been far smaller than that of the Dothraki. It is less than ten thousand.

With the progress of the great migration, more than [-] Lazarin people have gathered under Wu Feng's command, forming a huge tribe.This has accounted for almost half of the total population of the Dothraki Hailazarin.

Nearly [-] Lazarin men lined up in a crooked queue. They had bronze skin, flat faces, and almond-shaped eyes. They were very similar to the Dothraki, but most of them were shepherds before, and their eyes were blank in this environment. , shivering.

As for the fighting literacy of these so-called Lazarin soldiers, it can only be said that they are a group of farmers carrying weapons on the battlefield, and there are many people who are not fully clothed.

Moreover, most of them are infantry, and few have horses. This is very deadly on the vast prairie, which means that the enemy can attack them at will and they can't even touch the shadow of the enemy.

The surrounding Dothraki warriors laughed at this army wantonly, and bet with each other that as long as there are as many people as one hourglass, this "goatman army" can be slaughtered!

Even Doro, who worshiped Wu Feng as a god, was puzzled, "Great master, the brave Dothraki warriors can fight for you, and the cowardly Lazarin are only worthy of herding livestock and offering female slaves for you."

"No one is a born warrior." Wu Feng looked down on him on a tall horse, and Doro knelt down under the pressure of his gaze, "Are you questioning my decision?"

"No! I will never dare!" Cold sweat broke out on Doro's forehead.

Wu Feng snorted coldly, and suddenly shouted: "Where is my instructor?"

Ten men in spiked helmets, shields, and spears stepped out in a neat procession, heads bowed, kneeling on one knee.

There was a commotion in the crowd. This is the Unsullied, a gift from the Lazarin tribe to Wu Feng.

Every Unsullied is the most elite soldier. They were castrated from childhood and underwent the most severe training in Astapor. The high elimination rate has created this mercenary army that absolutely obeys the master and is fearless in the face of war.

The most famous battle of the Unsullied was the Battle of Qohor. Only [-] Unsullied resisted the attack of more than [-] elite soldiers led by a Dothraki khalasar. respect.

Therefore, each Unsullied is worth a lot, and these ten Unsullied have exhausted all the money of the Lazarin tribe.

"They will be your instructors." Wu Feng's first words made the Lazarin people tremble. They raised their heads and opened their eyes wide to look at the man in front of them.

"I don't need you to train strong combat skills, but everyone must absolutely obey orders, learn how to stand and line up, and everyone must become qualified soldiers within a month." Wu Feng rode his horse and walked in the Lazarin team In front of him, his eyes were deep and dark, and his voice was heard far away in the wind, "If you can't do it, you and your family will be expelled from the tribe and left to fend for yourself."

There were bursts of noise among the Lazarin, but under the suppression of the Dothraki, no one dared to act rashly. As a perennially patient nation, blood and courage had long since disappeared in their bones, leaving only the instinct of obedience.

No objection.

"Very good, go! They are your subordinates from today on."

After receiving the order, the ten Unsullied people saluted with their right fists to their chests, quickly lined up and separated, and each was responsible for training a thousand Lazarin people according to Wu Feng's request.

They grew up under the guidance of the most outstanding instructors, and training soldiers is not a problem for them.

The new army quickly got on the right track. The first thing Wu Feng did was to reform the army. He divided the [-] Lazarin soldiers into tribes, and asked them to nominate a commander for every [-] people, and the commander appointed ten The centurion commander, and the next is the superintendent, with distinct layers and ranks. You only need to master ten thousand commanders to completely control the army.

As for political affairs, Wu Feng is not interested. He selects political talents from below, first of all, literacy and numeracy. The original leaders of the various tribes in Lazarin contribute their children to fill the team. At the same time, Wu Feng issued an order to recruit talents, as long as they pass the assessment It is very tempting to be able to hold a position in his tribe, and soon someone participated in the assessment and was successfully selected.

This will be the first family property that Wu Feng controls in this world.

Chapter 9 Bows and Crossbows

Accompanied by a loud eagle cry, a vigorous eagle flew high in the sky. Under the blue sky was an endless green grassland. This grassland was tall and thick, rolling and surging like sea waves in the breeze.

It is the rainy season now, and the grass is tall and green. When the dry season comes, plants dominated by Helana grass will occupy a large area of ​​the Dothraki Sea, turning the entire grassland into a bronze color.

The eagle flew faster and faster, soaring freely in this vast prairie, and soon, a continuous tent appeared in its field of vision, black spots as small as ants shuttled around in the tent, faintly, there was a burst of sound.

"Whoosh!" A sharp arrow pierced the eagle's body with lightning speed, and the eagle fell from the sky with a whine. propose.

"Master." The newly promoted maid, Milu Enti, said in military uniform, her vigorous posture highlighted her vigorous fitness, she returned on horseback and presented her prey with both hands. The children of the grassland are all good at riding horses, and this woman's riding skills are even comparable to ordinary hunters.

As a monarch with the supremacy of force, Wu Feng couldn't help but give her a high look.

Wu Feng put down the longbow in his hand, and the Dothraki guard on the side immediately took it. This longbow was also presented by a certain Lazarin. It was the most precious thing in the whole family. human arm strength.

Hunting is just a casual thing, Wu Feng is mainly here to inspect the army this time.

"How is my army trained?"

Since appointing Unsullied as the instructor, he threw him over there and retreated alone, and now half a month has passed before he paid attention to this matter again.

Milu Enti replied respectfully: "Master, the soldiers have been training according to your instructions, and now they can distinguish between left and right and direction, but..."

Wu Feng glanced at her, "Just what?"

Melunti asked directly: "Master, just teach them to stand and move, will such simple training be useful?"

Wu Feng shook his head, "Your thoughts are normal, but you have entered a misunderstanding. Combat is not purely a fight of martial arts, and sometimes using tools is also very important."

When Milu Enti was wondering, Wu Feng had already brought her into a busy workshop.

Melunti noticed that the guards here were very strict, and there was a sentry every few steps, and two Dothraki archers with bows were always watching the surrounding movement.

Walking into a workshop in a tent, Melunti was surprised to find that there were many carpenters from Lazarin inside. These people were said to have a lot to do with her, and they belonged to her "dowry" and went to "Xinyu" "Li" is Lazarin's most precious wealth.

"Xinyuri" is the name of the faction built by Wu Feng. It is not the traditional Karasar of the Dothraki, and it is closer to those commercial city-states in the initial stage.

The only difference between the two is that one has a city and walls and the other doesn't.