Game of Thrones: I am Dothraki, not a barbarian

Chapter 54: A Sword Enters the Soul

Garland clung to the side of the boat tightly, a drop of cold sweat running down his forehead.

The sea serpent's huge body blocked the moonlight, and its bloody mouth was so close that if it hit them, all of them would die, leaving no trace behind.

The sea snake seemed to have learned its lesson. The tiny human was an excellent archer. If it attacked head-on, its other eye would also be damaged.

Just as it was about to rush over, its huge body suddenly rolled and disappeared under the sea, leaving only a black whirlpool.

The sea gradually returned to calm.

But everyone knew that this was just an illusion. They had completely enraged it. After a brief period of calm, it would be met with a torrential attack!
A tense atmosphere spread in the air. The warriors held their breath, stared at the water, drew their bows with their left hands and rested their bowstrings with their right hands.

Rhaharo stood at the prow, Valyrian steel sword held across his body, eyes closed, and listened with bated breath.

The waves hit the side of the ship, the deck swayed slightly, and the sea breeze blew through the clothes, bringing with it a hint of salty sea water.

All the sensations appeared in his mind one by one. He could hear the warriors' breathing, feel the slight change in the wind, and sense that the behemoth under the sea was approaching.

It is not a magical creation, but a beast.

And the beast will die if it is killed!
Suddenly, Laharo opened his eyes wide, his eyes flashing with brilliance, and his gaze was fixed on the sea below his feet.

At this moment, the water surface exploded, and a sea snake suddenly rushed out from the waves. Its huge head was wrapped in huge waves, and its bloody mouth rushed straight to the bow of the ship!
Laharo pushed hard with his feet, and his whole body bounced upwards. Then he pushed hard on the arrow on the snake's body, and used the force to jump upwards again!

With a flash of cold light, the Valyrian steel sword pointed directly at the other eye of the sea snake!
With a "puff" sound, the sword tip pierced in, and the remaining force did not stop, penetrating deep into the snake's eyes and piercing the brain!
The sea serpent let out a shrill scream, its body rolling in pain on the sea surface, its tail sweeping across the water, overturning another longboat.

After an unknown amount of time, the sea snake's struggles became increasingly weaker, and finally, its body stiffened and it floated in a pool of blood, motionless.

But the people did not feel the slightest bit of joy, as their khal was missing.

Several warriors took off their armor and prepared to jump down to save people, but at this moment, someone screamed.

"There's Kaa!"

Everyone looked at it, only to see a figure climb up the snake's head and pull the Valyrian greatsword from its eye!
The surroundings were silent and everyone looked dazed. Everything that had just happened seemed like a dream, which was hard to believe.

Then, cheers broke out.

"Rahalo! Rahalo!"

From ship to ship, from warriors to crew members to rowers, everyone was roaring, the sound was rolling, weapons were brandished wildly, and awe was written on their faces.

Their khal had slain the overlord of this sea! This wasn't just a victory, it was a conquest!
Garlan looked at Rahalo standing on the sea serpent's head, complex emotions surging in his chest.

He was born into a noble family and had seen countless knights, lords and even kings, but he had never seen someone like Rahalo, who could drive people completely crazy for him.

Laharo was like a beacon in the darkness, a light that drew people involuntarily. For a moment, Garland felt as if he too was illuminated.

The body of the sea snake floated on the sea surface, and its blood spread in the sea, dyeing a large area of ​​the sea red.

Rhahalo glanced at the warriors and ordered, "Drag the sea serpent back! Let everyone see that the sea belongs to the Dothraki too!"
I will plate the sea serpent's head with gold and take it to Vaes Dothrak to pay homage to the Mother of Mountains!"

The warriors responded with a roar, throwing out ropes to tie up the sea snake and pulling it to the center of the fleet.

Laharo took the big sword and pried it along the gap of the snake scales. After a lot of effort, he finally pried off a piece of scale.

The scales almost cover the entire chest, but weigh only two kilograms. The surface has strange dark patterns and feels cold to the touch.

The key is that it is very tough and hard enough. An ordinary scimitar can't even leave a mark on it. At a glance, there are at least hundreds of scales. If you select the most elite warriors to wear snake scale armor, who can stop them?

"Ship! Black sails!" The lookout's voice cut through the noise on the sea. Garland followed his gaze and his heart sank to the bottom.

At the junction of the sea and the sky, a row of black sails broke through the waves at an extremely fast speed, as if dark clouds were pressing in.

Beyond Broken Arm is the Stepstone Islands, which were once part of the Arm of Dorne.

There is a sea monster at Broken Arm Corner,
The Stone Steps Islands are home to many pirates!
Alas, I encountered them all in one voyage. What kind of luck is this?
Garlan said anxiously, "It's a fleet from the Iron Islands! If I'm not mistaken, the captain is Euron Greyjoy!"

He was afraid that Rhallor didn't understand the situation, so he quickly explained: "Euron is a madman. He pulled out the tongues of all the sailors on his flagship, the Silent, so it sails silently, that's why it is called the Silent.

Moreover, he is a ruthless killer and a plunderer, and is now the most dangerous pirate in the Seven Kingdoms."

In fact, Laharo knew better than Garland that this guy was definitely the world's number one villain. Not only did he kill his own brother, he also attacked his three younger brothers. The oldest was only ten years old and was nicknamed "The Whole Family Stab".

The most outrageous thing was that he tied his pregnant mistress to the bow of the boat and dragged her to death, just for entertainment.

Rumor has it in the Iron Islands that Balon of the Greyjoy family is a madman, that Erron is even more of a madman than Balon, and that Euron is countless times crazier than both of them.

He was also a blasphemer who had captured many priests and monks and sacrificed them to gain certain powers.

If you tell this to Garland, just the last one will shatter his seven-sided crystal.

Euron's fleet was getting closer and closer. The Silencer was a long and narrow ship, sixty meters long, painted blood red. Two ravens were embroidered on the black sails, supporting a black iron crown, and below was a scarlet eye.

...

At the same time, on the opposite flagship, Euron Greyjoy stood at the bow, his leather boots stepping on the side of the ship, his hand on the hilt of the sword, and a hideous smile on his blue lips.

Watching the fleet approaching, he suddenly looked surprised:
"Dothraki? It seems the rumors are true. The drought in the Grass Sea has caused these horse thieves to turn to piracy?"

He scoffed contemptuously. "What a shame! I'll show you who owns the sea! Charge the fleet and slaughter those barbarians!"

Pirates like to act at night and usually do not confront the enemy head-on. They prefer to hide in bays or behind small islands to ambush, waiting for lone merchant ships or warships to pass by and catch them off guard.

But the Dothraki had only sixty ships, while he had a hundred.

Moreover, they were all Ironborn longships, which were known for their speed, while most of the ships on the other side were flat-bottomed boats, which were not suitable for deep sea.

We have absolute advantages in both quantity and quality. Since we encounter them, we must kill them. There is no reason to lose!

The flag bearer received the order, raised two sheepskin lanterns, and crossed his arms to send a series of signals.

At the signal, the ironborn longships leaped forward like predators upon their prey. The rowers shouted their commands and moved in unison, their oars churning the sea water and sending their narrow hulls plunging through the waves as they swooped down upon the Dothraki.

The bow of the ship was filled with pirates in various outfits, some wearing leather armor or mail armor, and some were even naked.

The weapons they used were also varied, including axes, scimitars, rapiers or crossbows, and even daggers and short swords.

The Iron People were born in storms and grew up in the ocean. When faced with a group of Dothraki landlubbers who had just entered the water, their morale was greatly boosted!
The Silent was leading the way, with a spooky, mouthless girl at the bow and black sails fluttering in the wind.

There was no sound on the boat, only murderous intent!
Seeing the pirates on the opposite side getting closer and closer, Lahalo gave a signal, and the warriors quickly opened the iron box on the deck and took out ceramic bottles from it.

These ceramic bottles have cloth strips stuffed at the mouths and look like wine bottles, but they are filled with flammable liquids instead of wine.

After exchanging a round of arrows, they were about to engage each other. At this moment, Rahalo shouted the order:

"ignition!"

(End of this chapter)