Unlike modern people who usually stayed up past midnight, Ma Min went to sleep at dusk and woke up before dawn. When Danny Riise got up, dressed and walked out of the tent, Drogo's Khalasar was already boiling.
Women were shouting to children, soldiers were giving orders to pull out the tent, horses were neighing …
The grayish-black smoke and the steam from the iron pot blurred Danny's vision. The horse meat boiling in the hot water, the fresh and warm horse dung outside the tent, and the broken grass under the horse's hooves mixed together to create a strange and lively atmosphere.
According to the yolk red sun that just emerged from the horizon in the distance, Danny guessed that it was not more than five o 'clock in the morning … Uh, she did not know if she guessed correctly, because she did not even know the season here.
The world of "Ice and Fire" did not have fixed seasons. The maxim of the House of Stark, "Winter is coming", was not a joke, but the most severe warning.
Here, it was often a season for several years. If the cold winter with no harvest lasted for too long, humans would die of hunger even if they did not freeze to death.
Every time there was a "Long Winter," more than half of the Westeros in the Northern Region would die. If they were even more unlucky, the "Long Night" would come, and 90% of the entire continent's population would be wiped out.
Breakfast was mutton soup with barley, onions, carrots, turnips, and mutton sprinkled with pepper, saffron, and other seasonings. It was stewed for more than an hour. Long before Danny woke up, her maid had already started cooking.
Danny ate a big red copper bowl that was as big as a lunchbox in the canteen. After eating, she was surprised by the appetite of a pregnant woman.
Or was it because she had awakened the constitution of the Mother Of Dragons and resonated with the soul of the black dragon in her dream last night?
She was not sure if her constitution had been strengthened, but she was full of energy when she woke up early in the morning …
Danny Riise, who was following behind Drogo's black horse, looked down at the black dragon egg in her arms and thought.
Less than half an hour after breakfast, bathed in the golden-red morning light, the huge Khalasar slowly moved forward like a dark cloud, leaving a mess behind. It was as if a brown stain was smeared on a green curtain.
Kao's hooves pointed in the direction of Khalasa's advance.
Zhuo Ge was even more groggy than the day before. When he woke up in the morning, he did not even recognize Danny. Not to mention mutton porridge, he did not even drink much mare's milk. His once tall and sturdy body was visibly shriveled, and it was almost only his skeletal frame that did not collapse.
By noon, the lush green grass and wheat fields of the farmers gradually became sparse, and finally disappeared without a trace. Instead, they were replaced by low hills and yellow-brown gravel.
The merciless blazing sun was like a local tycoon who had suddenly become rich, wantonly releasing light and heat.
The ground in front of her formed a distorted air fold in mid-air. Sweat flowed down from Danny's chest like a thin stream.
The only sound left in the world was the steady clatter of the horse's hooves, the soft ringing of the bells in Drogo's hair, and the whispered conversation behind him.
Zhuo Ge, who was in a daze, lost his sense of direction. He deviated from the Raza River Basin and gradually went deeper into the Red Wastelands in the south.
However, the direction in which Khal's horse head was facing was the direction in which the horse people were advancing …
The horse people only had breakfast and dinner. If they were hungry at noon, they would gnaw on jerky on the horse's back.
The reddish-brown horse jerky was light and thin, and the muscle fibers were clearly visible. It was completely original. It was something that could not be eaten even if you had money in your previous life, but it was so hard that it almost cut Danny's mouth open.
She could only suck on a mouthful of mare's milk, puff out her mouth, and wait for the jerky soaked inside to slowly soften … In the end, she actually tasted a strange sweetness.
"Thud thud thud …"
The sound of horse hooves approached from afar. Danny looked up. Ah Ge's warhorse stepped out a thin line of reddish-brown smoke and ran from afar to Zhuo Ge.
"Khal … Kalixi, it's a wasteland ahead. There are no signs of people or danger, but it seems like we're going in the wrong direction," Ah Ge said to Danny after glancing hesitantly at Zhuo Ge.
The Khalasar did not blindly charge forward with Khal. At every moment, there would be scouts scattered in all directions. While they were scouting the environment, they were also trying to prevent other Khalasars from ambushing them.
Danny Riise rode her horse to Zhuo Ge's side. Just as she was about to remind him to change the route, her pupils suddenly contracted. She pulled the reins and made the little silver horse turn in a circle. During that time, Danny Riise looked at the situation around her. The horse people were struggling to move forward in a dark red desert.
She immediately had an idea. "Don't ask anything. Continue forward … Hmm, go ahead and find a suitable place to set up camp."
After Ah Ge left, Danny Riise looked at Khal Zhuo Ge beside her worriedly. Their conversation was not soft, but he did not react at all.
Swarms of bloodflies slowly circled around Zhuo Ge. The buzzing sound of their wings reverberated around Danny's ears.
Bloodflies were as big as bees. They were heavy and slightly purple in color. They gave off a sticky and disgusting light. They lived in swamps and dead ponds, feeding on the blood of centaurs and horses. They also laid eggs on rotting corpses and dying animals.
Zhuo Ge used to hate them. Every time a fly approached, he would reach out like lightning and grab it. He had never failed before. He would then hold the fly in his large palm and let it buzz wildly. Finally, he would squeeze it tightly. When he opened his hand, the fly would become a red mark on his palm.
At this time, a bloodfly was crawling around his horse's hip. The horse angrily swung its tail, trying to chase it away. The other flies flew around Zhuo Ge, getting closer and closer. However, the khal did not react.
His gaze was fixed on the brown hills in the distance. The reins hung loosely in his hands.
Later, a bloodfly landed on his bare shoulder. Another circled for a moment before stopping on his neck and crawling towards his mouth. Khal Zhuo Ge swayed slightly in his saddle, the bells at his hairline ringing softly. His mount continued forward at a steady pace.
Finally, a bold bloodfly crawled up his long beard and onto his cheek, stopping in the crease next to his nose.
Khal Zhuo Ge swayed in his saddle and slowly leaned over … Danny, who had been watching him, reached out with her left hand like a snake and pulled him back.
The swarm of bloodflies was startled. They scattered for a heartbeat before circling back and stopping on him.
The next moment, the whispers in the crowd behind them turned into a clamor. All the centaurs were shocked.
"Khal almost fell off his horse!"
"Khal who fell off his own horse …"
Khal was the leader of the Khalasar. He was the focus of everyone's attention. His actions seemed to be under a magnifying glass.
A Dothraki who couldn't ride a horse didn't even have the right to be a normal centaur, let alone the leader of the tribe.
"Shut up. Khal is still on the horse." Danny turned around and yelled. She even let go of Zhuo Ge's right hand after she finished speaking.
Zhuo Ge had already woken up from the fright. He could now control the reins.
"The moon of my life …"
For the first time in a few days, he consciously looked at Danny. It was also the first time he called out to his "lover."
Danny Rize felt awkward for a moment. She searched her memories and said, "My sun and stars, do you want to stop and rest?"
Her face must have been twisted at that moment.
However, no one paid attention to her expression. Zhuo Ge's Bloodriders had already rushed over.
"Blood of my blood."
"Blood of my blood, how are you?"
Danny Rize didn't wait for Zhuo Ge to speak. She immediately announced, "Khal has orders. It's already late. We'll set up camp here."
"Here?" Hago looked up at the sun hanging high in the sky. It was about two or three in the afternoon. He then looked around. The plants were withered and brown. It was uninhabitable.
He glared with his ferocious triangular eyes. "We can't set up camp here."
"Women have no right to order us to stop," Keso said. "Even Khaleesi is no exception."
"It's Khal Drogo's order." Danny Rize faked an imperial edict.
Old Bloodrider Coholo looked at her deeply and said to his two companions, "Find the nearest water source and set up an oval-shaped camp between the khal's palace and the lake."
Keso was stunned. He then left with Hago.
Then, Coholo began to order people to build Zhuo Ge's grass curtain palace in the shadow of a hill.
Soon, news of a stream being found came from the front. The large group of people passed by Danny Rize and continued to move toward the water source.
"Save me, water … I want to drink water, save me …"
A faint cry for help came from a wooden carriage passing by. The voice was weak, but it gave Danny a sense of familiarity.
Silver-haired Rize!
After returning last night, she had heard about Rize from Doriana.
Like Doriana, she was a prostitute that Illyrio had bought from Riis. She was a gift from Drogo to Jakko when he got married.
However, Doriana was the current top prostitute. Rize was almost thirty years old and could only be considered the former 'top prostitute.'
Now, she was lying alone on the rattling wooden carriage. Blood dripped from her lower body and soaked her dress. One of her golden sandals had fallen off. Her pale calf swayed unconsciously with the shaking carriage.
"Wait." Danny Rize stopped the woman driving the carriage. Covering her nose to cover the pungent smell of blood, she asked, "What's wrong with her? Why aren't you treating her? Where's her maid? She keeps asking for water. Didn't you hear her? "
"Khaleesi, Madam Rize fell off the horse …" The black woman looked hesitant. She did not know how to continue.
This … Danny Rize was stunned. Did Rize really try to ride a horse today because of what she had said to provoke her yesterday?
In fact, even the bravest Dothraki woman could not continue to travel long distances on a horse when she was close to giving birth.
Therefore, in the tradition of the horse people, pregnant women would not be discriminated against in carriages.
Danny Rize was a special case. She had always had Long Meng's help to heal her body. Her skin was a mess.
Seeing that Danny Rize was still looking at her, the woman continued in an ambiguous tone, "Because of her inappropriate words, Jakko stripped her of her status as his wife. Now, she is just like me, a slave. Naturally, she has no maid. The hairless people also do not know how to treat slaves …"
"What did she say?" Danny Rize asked. In fact, she had some guesses in her heart.
Before the skinny black woman could reply, Rize on the wooden carriage groaned in a daze, "My child, Khal Jakko's son. Save him … He is the future khal of the Jakko tribe … I am Khaleesi. Save me …"
Uh, is this woman really from a brothel? Why is she so unsophisticated?
The black slave immediately fell to the ground in fear. His numb face was filled with fear. "Spare me, Khaleesi. I … I will drag her out and feed her to the dogs."
"Feed the dogs?" Danny Rize asked in disbelief.
"Jakko asked me to drag her to the outskirts of Khaleesi and feed her to the wild dogs," the woman said.
"Is Jakko crazy? She is pregnant with his child! "
"She can't give birth." The black slave pointed at Rize's slightly deformed belly and explained, "She fell off the horse in the morning. Jakko originally sent the hairless people to take care of her, but she kept bleeding. The doctor also said that she could not be saved. But she insisted on not dying. She kept saying some outrageous things … "
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