Kapitel 258: Chapter 257: Pirates
However, the Dothraki certainly had more than one tactic to deal with city walls.
Their strategies had become muscle memory, even if their Khal was a simple-minded fellow, he would know what to do.
"First, they cut off our connection with Castle Valor, creating panic," Jon Connington began to explain.
"Pentos won't know the situation at Castle Valor, and Castle Valor won't know what's happening in Pentos."
"As long as we don't dare to fight outside the city and keep hiding behind the city walls, it's hard to communicate with the outside world."
Fortunately, Pentos was adjacent to the sea, so the Dothraki's blockade was not complete.
Even if the war was unfavorable, Viserys would not be in danger of his life. The defenders and commanders of Pentos could escape by boat, not to mention the dragons.
Of course, this was an extreme situation. Perhaps the Dothraki were also thinking along these lines. If they could scare off the enemy without losing a single soldier, they wouldn't want to fight a hard battle.
Jon paused slightly, then continued.
"Block all news, every day when you open your eyes, the city is surrounded by Dothraki, even a raven can't fly out."
"In such a situation, anxiety and worry breed. If one side can't bear it and wants to fight out of the city to rescue the other side, it falls right into the Dothraki's trap."
The Dothraki were able to intimidate the continent of Essos with their unparalleled mobility and combat power in field battles.
If the Unsullied hadn't fought with their backs to the city walls in the past, perhaps the outcome of that legendary war would have been uncertain.
"The Dothraki are too good at... playing with the psychology of their prey. They understand what people fear," Jon Connington finally sighed.
"So we just need to remember one thing, no matter what, don't fight the Dothraki outside the city."
Although the Dothraki were said to be simple-minded, they were very good at psychological warfare, including the Roaring Warriors.
They were constantly making noise to intimidate their prey, eventually leading to a collapse in morale.
Perhaps this was a tactic they learned from the wolf pack.
When Jon's words fell, the meeting room was silent. Everyone looked at each other, then Dick Straw couldn't help but ask.
"Lord Connington, do you mean... we can defeat the Dothraki just by holding out in the city?"
After Dick finished speaking, all eyes fell on the man with grey-red hair.
Now they all knew his identity, knew that Jon was an experienced and excellent commander.
Jon Connington coughed lightly in response to this question, then turned to look at Viserys.
And Viserys was still looking down at the map, not sure if he noticed Jon's gaze, he shook his head slightly.
Jon Connington immediately understood, then sighed and nodded.
"Yes."
"Correct."
"So everyone just needs to hold out in the city, don't go out without permission, and you will definitely defeat the Dothraki."
...
Actually, Jon Connington and Viserys certainly didn't tell the truth at the daytime war meeting.
If the Dothraki had no way to deal with them just by hiding in the city, they would probably underestimate these destroyers of civilization.
Since the Dothraki came out of the Mother Mountain, they have destroyed countless cities and civilizations.
They used their low level of civilization to destroy more advanced civilizations through barbarism.
Although Viserys had commissioned Jon to start coordinating war supplies from a very early time.
However, the population of Pentos was too
large after all. These hundreds of thousands of people in the city would consume an unknown amount of food and fodder in a day.
Fortunately, Pentos is a city near the sea, and the Dothraki cannot block their water surface.
But...
The Braavosi can.
Outside the bay of Pentos, some Braavosi fleets have appeared.
They have taken off their flags and openly disguised themselves as pirates, robbing some merchant ships that want to sail into Pentos without any background.
Now.
The night is deep.
Viserys is clad in bright armor, his silver-gold hair shimmering in the moonlight, hanging on the cold armor.
At this moment, he is standing in the palace's training ground, arranging his armor, while still thinking carefully in his mind.
Stockpile supplies, clear the fields.
Jon has done everything he can, but the Dothraki still have ample supplies.
Anyone who has the power to summon five Dothraki horse kings and supply such a large army, the person standing behind the Dothraki is of course clear at a glance.
Of course, it's not to say that the Dothraki are the dogs of the Braavosi, but they have stirred these people together to make them enemies of Viserys.
"Braavos."
Viserys took a deep breath, clenched his fist slightly, the steel glove reflected the moonlight, and the knuckles made a sound.
Undermining in secret, sending assassins, Viserys and Braavos have long been at odds. When he gets free, he will make these arrogant Braavosi pay in blood.
At this time.
"Roar—"
Under the dim moonlight.
A huge figure descended from the sky, making a low roar.
Balerion, who was resting outside the city of Pentos, received Viserys's summons, flew to the city of Pentos, and landed in the spacious training ground of the palace.
Jon Connington is now on the city wall, stepping up defenses overnight to prevent the Dothraki from launching a surprise attack under the cover of night.
Just as the daytime policy specified, everyone else must hold out in the city, taking advantage of the city walls to resist the enemy's attack.
However, Viserys and Jon both knew that the Dothraki could not be defeated by holding out alone.
And if the siege lasts too long, the ten thousand Andal soldiers in Castle Valor might be in danger, which is something Viserys can't accept.
Even knowing that the other side is planning to encircle and fight for aid, they can't help but fall into the trap.
So.
The best solution is definitely to seize the opportunity to crush the Dothraki's main force in Pentos and stabilize the victory in one battle.
In this way, the siege of Castle Valor will naturally be resolved.
This time he is fully prepared, a big net is gradually opening, he wants to swallow all these fifty thousand Dothraki in one gulp.
Then.
Viserys mounted Balerion's back, the black dragon let out a roar, its legs exerted force, and its wings spread to the sky.
Whoosh—
Under the dim moonlight.
Balerion's huge figure quickly disappeared into the clouds.
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