Game of Thrones: I am Dothraki, not a barbarian

Chapter 53 Giant Beast
After a few days of monotonous sailing, the warriors were no longer as excited as they were at the beginning, and no one pointed at the sea anymore.

When they left Westeros, everyone was happily carrying two pounds of gold and ten pounds of silver, which was a great harvest.

This amount of money could even buy a castle in Westeros, but now no one is talking about what to do with the money back home.

More than half of the people were vomiting badly, and Lazar was lying on the deck and couldn't get up. They would rather throw away these burdens as long as they could return to the Grass Sea immediately.

Laharo stood at the bow, looking at these demoralized warriors. They had come here on a ship from Pentos, where the crew was skilled in sailing and the warriors were not that susceptible to seasickness.

But when he left, in order to prevent Illyrio from having any inappropriate thoughts, he spent a lot of money to rent ships from Dorne. However, he could not find so many skilled crew members in a hurry, and now he could only waste his warriors in vain.

It is indeed better to rely on oneself than on others.

It is imperative to establish a navy.

With a navy, there must be a port. Laharo thought that it might be a good idea to take Pentos for himself!
"Where are we now?" asked Rahalo.

"Lord Kao, we have already passed Cape Broken Arm and will reach Pentos in another week's voyage!" the boatswain replied respectfully.

"Broken arm horn..."

Rhahalo had heard of this name. Twelve thousand years ago, this place was still land, called the Arm of Dorne, connected to the continent of Essos.

The First Men came to Westeros through the Arm of Dorne and fought a war with the indigenous Children of the Forest for hundreds of years.

According to folklore, in order to stop the invasion of the ancestors, the Children of the Forest used magic to destroy the Arm of Dorne, and this place became the Broken Arm Horn.

Scholars believe that folk legends are not credible and that the formation of the Broken Arm Horn is purely a natural disaster.

Garland also heard the conversation. He wanted to speak, but in the end he said nothing.

According to legend, there are sea monsters at Broken Arm Cape!
Moreover, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that there was something swimming under the deep sea, hiding from everyone's sight and staring at them. This feeling made his neck feel cold.

As night falls, the moonlight shines on the sea, making the waves sparkle. There is deathly silence all around, with only the sounds of waves and oars hitting the water.

He listened, and then the sound came.

There was a muffled sound coming from the sea in the distance, followed by the sound of bubbles bursting. Garland held his breath and looked around, but saw nothing.

At this moment, a strong wind swept across the sea, and dark clouds quickly covered the sky, covering the stars and the moon, and the surroundings suddenly became dark.

The waves hit the ship fiercely, and the deck creaked under the heavy weight.

The boatswain, sweating profusely, clutched the rope tightly and roared, "Reef the sails!"

"Blessings from the Horse God!"

A warrior also shouted, but his voice was quickly drowned out by the wind.

The warriors clung to the side of the boat, their faces frozen, as they watched a whirlpool appear on the water.

Immediately afterwards, a black shadow rose from the vortex. Everyone looked up, but their vision was blocked by the giant creature.

It was a sea snake, its head alone was as big as an adult bison, covered with barbs, its pale golden pupils glowed coldly, and its scales were layered with metallic color.

It growled, revealing a ring of spiral fangs that led all the way to the esophagus, and the breath it exhaled was full of a foul odor.

The waves surged, and several ships collided with each other, making a teeth-grinding friction sound, and the fleet was in chaos.

Garland lay on the deck, holding on to it to keep his balance.

He wanted to pray to the Seven Gods, but his throat was dry and he could no longer make a sound.

Scenes of legends flashed through his mind. The people of the Iron Islands said that sea serpents were messengers sent by the Drowned God, specifically to devour offenders who dared to enter the deep sea.

The great adventurer, Captain Corlys Velaryon of the Nautilus, whose adventures spread throughout the noble halls of Westeros,
He claimed to have seen a sea serpent while sailing, but everyone said he was drunk and it was an illusion. But now, no one was drunk, and the legendary monster was right in front of him. It was definitely not an illusion!
He looked at Rhaelor, who was standing at the bow, holding high his Valyrian steel sword, staring at the monster, neither of them making any rash moves.

Laharo wanted to move, but where could he move in the vast ocean?
Fake!

He was just lucky enough to command the largest khalasar in the Grass Sea, lucky enough to kill two of the strongest warriors in the Grass Sea, lucky enough to defeat the invincible Randyll Tarly with a small force, and lucky enough to make a fortune in Westeros.

But he is just a level 1 newbie time traveler after all.

This sea serpent was probably attracted by the smell of horse heart blood. Offering sacrifices to the horse god in the Drowned God's territory is indeed a bit arrogant...

At this moment, the sea serpent swooped down suddenly, causing huge waves. The sea water hit the deck and the warriors were pushed back repeatedly, unable to stand steadily.

It bit a long boat next to it!
The side of the ship was bitten off, and the whole ship broke into two pieces. The sails were blown into the sky by the strong wind. The people on the deck fell into the sea before they could shout, and were swallowed by the sea snakes one by one.

The sea was blood red, and the waves rolled, pushing the wreckage in all directions.

The Dothraki conquered the steppes, and their warhorses could take them anywhere.

But there is no land or horses here. They can only hold their scimitars, stand on the shaking boat, and wait for fate to decide their life or death.

"Harras! Harras!"

Shouts came one after another, but no matter how much they shouted, they could not dispel the fear in their hearts.

Then, a loud voice came from the bow, suppressing the wind and waves, and also suppressing the fear of the warriors.

"The horse god has received our sacrifice and has sent us a test! The Dothraki have conquered the land, and they can conquer the sea as well!"

The waves crashed against Rhaharo, but he remained motionless, holding his Valyrian steel sword high, the blade gleaming coldly in the darkness.

"Look carefully! It's just a beast! And we are the warriors of the Horse God! The warriors of the Horse God will never bow to a beast! Defeat it, and all the khals in the Star Land will pay tribute to us!"

The Dothraki warriors looked at Rahalo, stood up straight unconsciously, and gripped their scimitars tightly. The fear in their eyes gradually faded, and their fighting spirit gradually rose!

"Rahalo! Rahalo!"

The shouts spread from one ship to another, more and more people joined in, becoming more and more frequent, and finally resounding through the sky!
Garlan had never seen anyone's words so inflammatory that even he, a believer in the Seven Gods, couldn't help but feel his blood boiling after hearing them.

But the sea snake seemed to feel that it was being despised, its eyes turned cold, and it suddenly swooped down, causing huge waves. The ship tilted sharply to the stern, as if it was about to be swallowed by the waves.

Rhahalo swung his sword down fiercely and roared:
"Grab your bows and arrows! Release!"

Closing one's eyes and waiting for death has never been the Dothraki's style. The warriors quickly came to their senses and drew their bows and arrows. After a burst of dense sounds of breaking through the air, a rain of arrows fell and hit the huge body of the sea snake.

The arrows hit the scales, but it was as if they hit a thick layer of armor, and they bounced off and fell into the sea. Only a few arrows penetrated the gaps between the scales, but the sea snake seemed to have no sense of pain and did not care at all.

As a result, the sea serpent was enraged by the arrogance of these tiny creatures and roared, making everyone's head buzz.

The next moment, it swung its tail violently and smashed it hard into a longboat.

The hull was torn apart, and the people on the deck fell into the sea with screams. As soon as they fell into the water, they were swallowed by the surging waves.

Laharo took out a dragon bone longbow that was larger than an ordinary animal bone bow. This kind of bow not only required great strength to pull it open, but also had height and arm span restrictions. Ordinary people could not unleash its power at all.

He nocked an arrow, bent the bow to its limit, and aimed at the sea snake's golden eye.

Then, the fingers suddenly loosened!

The arrow tore through the air and whizzed away. The next moment, the feather arrow accurately pierced the sea snake's left eye. The tail of the arrow trembled slightly and almost sank into the entire eye socket!

The sea serpent's painful roar shook the earth, and its huge head swung back and forth fiercely. Its only remaining eye stared at Rahalo, and it suddenly turned around, opened its bloody mouth, and rushed straight towards Rahalo's longship!

(End of this chapter)