The one who was encouraging the Unsullied to rebel was Danny's "old friend", Krazny. He wasn't the number one slave master in Astapor, so the black dragon didn't treat him as the first target.
After coming down from the pyramid, the first thing he did was to bring the eight old Harpy's Fingers to the tower above the city gate.
He hid behind the shield and raised the Dragonbone Whip and shouted.
Once, the eight good masters used their respective ancestral Harpy's Fingers to control the Unsullied for decades. Each whip represented the supreme authority of the good masters over the slaves.
Countless slaves gave their unconditional loyalty under that whip.
But now …
"Tap, tap, tap …" Apart from the fluttering of the military flag, there was the crisp sound of horse hooves.
The center of the Unsullied's formation silently opened up a path on both sides. Danny rode her little silver horse slowly to the front of the army.
About 30 meters away from the city gate, Whitebeard and Missandei followed behind her. The brawny Bevos held a wooden shield that was two meters tall and 1.4 meters wide in front of the little silver horse.
Today, Danny still wore her Dothraki braid with three bells tied to the braid … Well, Jiqi and Irri agreed that she had conquered 13600 Unsullied yesterday afternoon.
Perhaps, after today, she would add another one?
However, she didn't wear a painted vest. Instead, she wore a set of dazzling armor. A two-handed greatsword with seven-colored gems in its scabbard hung at her waist.
The carving was complicated, with porcelain scales. A three-headed dragon was carved on her chest. The white dragon and green dragon on the left and right, and the black dragon in the middle. The three dragons shared a blood-red body.
A pure white cloak hung over her shoulders. The cloak was like the flag of the Unsullied, with a pattern of a Megalosaurus spreading its wings in black dotted lines. The cloak was very long. It hung down from her back and covered the little silver horse's hips.
The three-headed dragon armor and the jeweled greatsword were gifts from the Quarles Blacksmith Guild.
Well, when Danny opened the "Megalosaurus Zoo", the weavers gave her all kinds of silk and satin and sewed her a cheongsam.
The armor looked gorgeous, but it wasn't very practical. It wasn't even a full body armor. It didn't have a mask, throat armor, gauntlets, skirt armor, leg armor, knee pads, or iron boots. It was full of holes in battle.
However, it was still acceptable to wear it on this occasion. There was a bit of heroism in its beauty, and it had a valiant temperament.
"Krazny, save your strength." Danny smiled at the slave master who was still shouting and waving his whip. She pulled out the greatsword at her waist and pointed at the city gate tower and's gate and shouted, "Soldiers, tell the slave master, who are you!"
"Warriors of freedom under the White flag!" Five thousand people shouted in unison. Their voices were loud and clear, like a tidal wave that swept through this old and dilapidated city.
"Freedom!" Dani raised her sword and shouted.
"freedom! Freedom! "
"Boom boom boom boom!"
"freedom! Freedom! "
The Unsullied rhythmically hit the ground with the spear in her hand. Every time she hit the ground three times, she shouted "freedom" twice. More than half of Astapor City heard it.
Krazny's face was ashen. His eyes were full of despair and disbelief. It was clearly agreed that the Unsullied would not be tempted by anything. Money, women, freedom, and all kinds of worldly goods and spiritual desires.
Was that bitch possessed by the Seven Gods?
The Good Masters had trained them for more than ten years. They should have wiped out the slaves' will long ago.
"Woman, what do you want?" Krazny shouted behind the wall.
"I want the slave master to be punished. I want Astapor to have no more slaves."
"Impossible, this is Slaver's Bay, Slaver's Bay, Slaver's Bay! The slavery system has existed since the Harpies created the Gith people. Valleglia's Dragon King needs slaves. Free cities need slaves. Great maritime trade needs slaves. As long as humans exist, slaves are indispensable. "
The slave master seemed to be announcing a universal truth. His voice was hoarse and righteous.
"Haha, it's not up to you. Freedom needs blood and fire to fight for. We have this awareness. What about you?" Danny scorned.
"Did you hear that?" She pointed to the place where the smoke rose. "Your slave kingdom is wailing. It's about to die. My army doesn't even have to do it."
Danny's leaflet gave the slave master fear and gave the slaves hope and courage.
The Unsullied's cry of "freedom" was like a torch lighting a fuse. Finally, someone cut off the shackles in their heart and began to resist.
With the black dragon in the sky acting as a reconnaissance plane, Danny could see the situation in the city like the lines on the palm of her hand.
"You are treacherous." Krazny looked at the slave warrior who held the shield for him with some fear. His fat cheeks were extremely distorted and his voice changed.
"How can I be treacherous?" Danny laughed.
"We agreed that you would plunder the small city and then sell the slaves to us." Krazny roared towards the outside of the city, then turned back, took a few steps back, waved to the Gith guards not far away, pointed to his slave and said, "There's something wrong with his eyes. Take him down!"
"I …" The slave warrior plopped down on the stone wall, his face red. He opened his mouth several times to argue, but he couldn't say a word.
Because just now, he had two very inappropriate thoughts: Should I kick this damn fatty off the city wall? Or, the Mother Of Dragons quickly let the Megalosaurus come over to kill these Gith people. At that time, I will not stop it.
It's over! Just like countless years before, countless times, the shrewd master saw through my inner thoughts.
He thought desperately.
"Stand up, those who don't want to be slaves!" Danny shouted at the right time.
If possible, she would like to let the five thousand Unsullied sing a chorus of "La Marseillaise" … Well, the lyrics must be changed. Can't resist the tyranny of Her Majesty the Queen …
"I'll fight with you!" The slave warrior suddenly woke up from his stupor, as if he was blessed by the Mother Of Dragons, the bronze shield in front of him, regardless, buried his head to the slave owner.
Krazny retreated and shouted in horror, "The slave soldiers are rebelling, kill them!"
Danny held her forehead and was worried about his IQ.
When the Gith guards caught the rioting slave, the rest of the slaves had retreated far away. But at this moment, when they heard the slave owner's shout, their faces immediately changed wildly. They looked at each other, and no one knew who started, but they shouted "Long Live the Mother Of Dragons". Almost all the slave soldiers rioted.
The slogan "Long Live the Mother Of Dragons" was connected with shouts and wails on the wall.
"Your Highness, you can attack now," Whitebeard said.
"To be honest, I was going to besiege the city for two days." Danny smiled bitterly at the old man.
At least they would cut down trees and build a batch of siege weapons.
She gave the black dragon an order in her heart, and Dahei fell straight down, drawing a beautiful arc in the sky above the city gate.
"Boom!"
Several Gith people braved the raging flames and jumped down from the 10-meter-high tower, howling, and the wooden pavilion also billowed with smoke.
"Dragon, True Dragon! Long Live the Mother Of Dragons! "
The slaves cheered, and the Gith guards' morale plummeted. Some soldiers even threw away their weapons and ran in the direction of the pyramid.
Seeing that the arrows of the Gith people were as few as the hair on a bald head, and the bowstrings were as weak as noodles soaked in water, Danny directly let Dahei land in front of the gate outside the city, and several Megalosaurus guards held up their shields to protect his head.
"Boom —"
The dragon flame with faint smoke roasted the iron plate on the edge of the gate red, and thick black smoke rose from the door panel. The exclamation of the Gith people sounded in the gate hole.
Dahei's mouth was like a welding torch, and the hot column of fire burned through the thick wooden door in ten seconds.
"Click!" The thick hardwood bolt behind the gate was burned, and the gate creaked open to both sides.
"The gate is open, let's go!" Gray Worm raised his spear and was the first to rush to the gate. The Unsullied poured into the ancient city of Astapor like a flood.
"Hiss!" Dahei jumped up and flew into the sky again.
"Long Live the Mother Of Dragons, kill!"
Through the eyes of the black dragon, Danny saw that the Unsullied and the rebellious slaves were like a gray tide, gradually drowning the ancient red city.
On the city wall, on the streets, and in the square where the Unsullied had been trained, men and women in Toka robes could be seen being killed one by one, and the blood once again soaked the land that had swallowed countless souls.
A debt of blood must be paid in blood. The blood of the slave traders and their families washed away the resentment of the undead who lingered in the slave city and refused to leave. They were freed from the wails of their enemies.
However, the cause and effect of this debt of blood did not end today. The ghosts of the Astapor people replaced the position of the evil slaves. They wandered in the streets, in the square, and in the pyramids and refused to leave. Only the blood of the woman and her dragon could wash away the resentment of the dead.
But Danny had already realized that today was only the first step. Her song of blood and fire had just played the prelude!
"Your Highness, I didn't expect you to be so bold. We destroyed the birthplace of the Unsullied." Whitebeard was filled with emotion. "You are the first person who dares to use such cruel means to say 'no' to slavery. But what about the Westeros?
You swore that you would only use the power of the Unsullied to do righteous things. Obviously, you don't intend to rely on them to seize the Iron Throne — although I think your return to the Iron Throne is the most righteous thing in itself. "
"I can't go back to the Westeros." Smelling the thick smell of blood and smoke from the city, Danny sighed. "This is just the beginning. Once it starts, it can't be stopped.
Kaiyuan, Meereen, and New Gith are the first wave. Volantis and Queers are the second wave. The entire trading city-state that relies on the slave trade to keep the city running is the third wave.
They will come in no particular order, and even form an alliance.
Astan, I don't want to destroy Aposta or kill the Benevolent Lords. My ultimate goal is to completely end slavery!
Today, I can give the people of the city freedom. But as soon as I leave tomorrow, a new batch of Benevolent Lords will emerge from the ground faster than bamboo shoots in the spring rain. "
"Then what about the Westeros?"
The old man knew that she was right, but the Westeros were his homeland. He missed his homeland and could not bear to see the country he loved being trampled on by a few rascals.
"You said that this year is the Summer of Ghosts?" Danny asked.
"Yes, I received a warning from the scholars of the City of Knowledge that winter is coming," the old man said.
"The summer of 2011 has passed. This year is the Summer of Ghosts, next autumn, and the year after that, there will be at least four years of winter.
So, do you understand?
If I really bring 13,000 Unsullied back to the Westeros, what I bring to the people of the Seven Kingdoms will not be peace and prosperity, but a winter comparable to the Long Night. "
Looking at the old man's shocked face, she slowly said, "Man-made disasters are greater than natural disasters, and war is the greatest manmade disaster!"
"Your Majesty, you have the wisdom and courage of a king, but also the benevolence of a king. You are the child of the prophecy, the reincarnation of Yasuo Ahai, the natural queen!"
At this moment, the old man's eyes were shining with Danny.
Throughout his life, how many kings had he met?
But it was only today that he met a wise king!
Danny's mouth twitched a few times. Under the old man's burning gaze, she forced a smile and said, "The city is in my hands. Let's go in."
Four years of winter?
Dream on. The Long Night is coming. Am I going to the Westeros to feed the other ghosts?
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