Game of Thrones: I am Dothraki, not a barbarian

Chapter 72 Kill the Traitor

When the cleanup was almost complete, Laharo ordered the gates of Pentos to be opened.

The city gate opened slowly with a dull sound, and then a group of prisoners were taken to the city wall.

Harry Strickland, the leader of the Golden Company, walked in front, his hands bound with ropes, his armor stained with blood, and his bangs covered in dirt.

Jon Connington was next, pushed forward by the Dothraki.

The knight's eyes were full of anger, and there was a wound on his arm, which was hastily bandaged and still bleeding.

Among the other captives were Baqu, Bened Berene, Chain, Marco Mandrake, Moreau Jean, and Tristan Rivers, all of whom were sergeants.

There was also the treasurer, Gorys Aidoin, who, although he stayed in the rear, still could not escape the pursuit of the Dothraki cavalry.

Old Mosso came to the city wall and reported to Laharo: "Blood of my blood, we lost 332 warriors, killed 3,340 enemies, and captured 3,510 prisoners.

We also captured countless weapons and armor, enough for every warrior to have one."

Laharo nodded and said, "Leave all the spoils and captives behind for now. I can exchange them for my cattle, sheep, silk, gems, gold and silver. The warriors can choose whatever they want!"

The warriors of the Golden Group are all elite warriors who have fought in many battles. Their victory today is purely due to luck. They are also the infantry that Rahalo needs the most. It would be a pity if they were turned into slaves.

Every Dothraki warrior is an individual business owner. They graze sheep in peacetime and follow the khal into battle during wartime. They provide their own weapons and supplies, and obtain slaves and spoils according to their merits. They are responsible for their own profits and losses.

Even Kaa had to convince others with reason and could not arbitrarily withhold the spoils from the warriors.

Moreover, the distribution of spoils had to be carried out outside the city, and the army could not be allowed to enter the city, otherwise Pentos would be looted and all his efforts would be in vain.

After arranging the spoils, he turned and walked towards the inner edge of the city wall. At this time, more and more people from Pentos were gathering below.

"People of Pentos!" he cried in the Standard Tongue, standing by the inner wall, looking down, "your governor, Illyrio Mopatis, has betrayed you!
He colluded with the Golden Group, hoping to overthrow this city-state and take away your freedom and wealth! But today, his conspiracy has completely failed! "

He paused for a moment, his eyes sweeping across the many faces below the city looking up at him. Some were surprised, some were angry, but most of them looked confused.

Rhaharo pointed his scimitar at Illyrio, who was hanging on the wall.

"This is what happens to traitors! The Golden Company has been destroyed! The rebellion has been quelled! From this day forward, there will be no more fear, no more betrayal! Everyone will be free to live in Pentos!"

The people looked up in the direction of his scimitar, all with shocked expressions. After a moment, a noisy discussion broke out.

Those governors usually looked down on them as worthless, but now they were hung on flagpoles and watched by everyone like prisoners!
In this world, strength often represents justice. Trial by combat is a typical example. Whoever stands to the end is right, and everyone will believe that this is the will of the gods.

Rhahalo defeated the Golden Company and Magister Illyrio, and slew the sea serpent. The massive skeleton was displayed in the harbor for all to see.

Rumors have long been circulating among the people that Laharo is a man blessed by the gods. Such a reputation is enough to make ordinary people believe that he is the embodiment of justice.

Moreover, the nobles controlled all profitable businesses, including grain fields, mines, shipping and trade. The common people could only do menial jobs to barely fill their stomachs, and serve the nobles and their descendants for generations, never seeing any hope.

The nobles can hire the Golden Company and the Unsullied for a large sum of money to protect their own safety, and even use them to suppress rebellions and kill civilians. However, this money is also exploited from the civilians.

They had all heard of the Dothraki's reputation for burning, killing, and looting, but so what? The Dothraki weren't robbing them, but the exploitation they endured by these nobles was painful, and there was no hope of recovery. Therefore, the common people were happy to see Illyrio, or even any noble, executed.

A ragged civilian was the first to shout, "Kill that traitor!"

After the first one, there was a second one. The civilians became bolder and more people started shouting.

"Execute the traitor Illyrio!"

"Rahalor brings peace to Pentos!"

The angry and excited shouts grew louder and louder. Some people raised their hands high, and some people hit the ground with farm tools and implements, making crisp sounds!

In the end, the children cheered along with the adults, not even understanding what was happening.

Laharo pressed his hands down, signaling everyone to be quiet.

This action seemed like a silent command, and the crowd quickly quieted down.

"I, Laharo, am not your enemy, but your ally! Today's victory is for every one of you!

Tell your friends and family, tell your neighbors that Pentos belongs to you, to every hardworking person! The era of traitors is over! The new era will be created by your own hands!

The crowd erupted in thunderous cheers, which turned into terrifying waves of sound and spread throughout the entire city!

When Eklis Varian heard Laharo's shameless remarks, his face turned pale. He cursed him in his heart, but did not dare to show it.

Simon Ruth felt as if he was struck by lightning. His head was dizzy, his body was shaking, and he almost fell down.

Laharo openly bribed people's hearts and plotted to seize power in Pentos, but they could only watch helplessly and could not stop it!

Who made him win?

The corners of Leon's mouth rose slightly, and he was excited about his choice!
Laharo is not a brainless reckless man, but a politician who knows that in a place like Pentos, problems cannot be solved by fighting and killing.

Moreover, the panic among the people due to the war was calmed down by his speech without causing any chaos. Even Leon had to admire Laharo's political skills!
At one point, he even suspected that Rhallor should not have been born a Dothraki, but should have been born in King's Landing, in the King's House!
At this time, Laharo continued, "Although we have won, we still cannot relax.

To ensure the prosperity and stability of Pentos, I will dispatch 3,000 warriors to station outside the city for vigilance. The military expenses during this period..."

He glanced at Ecclesiastes and Simon. "Let Lords Varian and Russ shoulder the responsibility. I trust you two will contribute generously, won't you?"

Since these two suckers opposed him openly or secretly, they should pay a price and bear their share of his spoils.

It’s a pity that there are not enough pastures here to feed his khalasar, otherwise he could call all the khalasar over and eat them to death!
"As you wish, Lord Kaa..."

After the two governors finished speaking, their faces looked as ugly as if they had swallowed a handful of dead flies.

Again, who made him win?

(End of this chapter)