Needless to say, the Gith people were really optimistic.
If this was a 'normal' war, Danny would definitely lose.
However, this was not a simple war, but a revolution. Danny, who grew up under Marxist philosophy, was 100% sure that as a revolutionary martyr, she might really become a martyr, but as long as the general trend was formed, slavery would definitely be eliminated.
Marx would not agree that feudalism could not defeat slavery.
The arrogant slave masters only saw the Unsullied, but ignored the hundreds of thousands of free people who were getting used to freedom and the 'beautiful feudal society'. They were the fundamental support of Danny's future, while the Unsullied belonged to the present.
As she continued to win, the number of free people under her command would increase, and the Free Guards would become stronger and stronger.
The mercenaries fought for money, while the Free Guards fought for freedom and their families. Who was more resilient and determined to fight?
Danny would definitely win.
Using the power of the old slaves and the new free people to break the slavery system, creating a snowball effect. This was the difference between Danny and the original Danny Rize.
The original Danny Rize sympathized with the slaves and hated the slave masters. She only let the Unsullied free the slaves because of her personal feelings. She did not bring a new and stronger system to the free people who were temporarily freed from their chains.
All along, the hundreds of thousands of newly freed slaves had been Danny Rize's burden. The immense pressure made it hard for her to breathe. She had to provide them with food and clothing, provide them with the protection of the Unsullied, and marry the slave masters so that they would not be killed … Uh, yes, the liberated slaves finally married a slave master.
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Seeing that Danny understood their plan but did not show any signs of panic, Grazidan's heart sank. He immediately had a bad feeling.
"You are the Targaryen born of the storm, the true heir to the throne of the Sunset Continent. Why don't you return to your country? Under the teachings of the Seven Gods, there are no slaves and no slave trade. You should return to your paradise. "He calmed himself down and said slowly.
"I will return, but not now," Danny said calmly.
"If you return now, we will allow you to take away Astapor's wealth. At least ten million gold royals, right? It's enough for you to restore your country. "
Graz 'dan's eyes turned sharp as he threatened, "When you run away in defeat, not only will you lose the Unsullied army at its peak, you won't be able to take a single copper coin with you."
"Oh, Honorable Masters, Honorable Masters," Danny suddenly smiled and said softly, "I think you have misunderstood something."
"What?" Glasz was puzzled.
"You're different from the Benevolent Lords of Astapor. The way they treat the Unsullied … They even did something as demonic as killing babies. Naturally, I have to send the demons back to hell.
Although you treat your slaves cruelly and bear many sins, your sins do not warrant death.
I want to tell you that even if I take down Kaiyuan and Meereen, I won't punish you like the other Virtuous Lords, "Danny said with a smile.
Glazdan said coldly, "You are very arrogant, but tomorrow, our army of 100,000 will kill all your Unsullied."
Danny waved her hand and said with a smile, "We'll leave the war for tomorrow. Right now, we're just discussing our bottom lines. If there's an accident in the war, we can't blame anyone.
But if you find that the situation is unfavorable, there's no need to panic. You can surrender to me, and I promise that I won't harm you.
If you surrender before the war, then it's best. I'll only take away the slaves under your name as well as the rewards for their years of service.
What do you think? Very generous conditions, aren't they?
Without slaves, you can hire contract workers!
There are no slaves in Westeros either, but have any of you ever heard of a noble lord farming and cooking on his own? "
"Your so-called generous conditions are the greatest insult to the great Sons of Harpies," Glazdan said angrily. Graz 'dan roared angrily, "Listen up! As long as we still have a breath left in us, we will never surrender to the lowly bitch queen!"
"The Sons of Harpies will never bow to anyone!" the other nine slave masters said in unison.
"Very good, as expected of the great bloodline of the Gujis Empire!" Danny applauded.
"Hmph, as long as you understand," Glazdan said proudly.
"Yes, I understand your pride. Please remember the tradition of us Westeros. Only by raising the flag will it represent surrender and peace," Danny said with a smile.
Glazdan and the nine slave masters …
The great masters and virtuous masters led a hundred guards and left angrily on their white camels.
When they left, the moon was hidden and the stars were scarce. The sky was in the deepest darkness.
The noisy camp at the foot of the hill was also quiet. Only the dim bonfire flickered in the breeze.
"Aiya …" Dani stretched lazily and groaned, "Dawn is coming. Grey Worm, wake up all the warriors and civilians. Eat breakfast first, then change into armor. Remember, be gentle. Don't make loud metal clashing sounds. "
"Your Majesty, don't worry. The armor is covered with a layer of linen. It won't reflect light or make too much noise. According to your instructions, the horse's hooves are also wrapped in soft fur. The horse's mouth is also stuffed with hard wood … "
The eunuch warrior's iron-like face was expressionless. But when he said the last sentence, his eyes showed a strange look.
"Your Majesty, your method is really effective. After the horse's mouth is stuffed, it really stopped crying," he said.
The precious experience left by the ancestors could not be wrong.
After Gray Worm left, Barristan looked at Danny with a complicated expression. "I've been in the military all my life, but I've never fought such a battle."
"How did you fight?" Danny squatted in front of the camp gate and took a steaming beef bun from Iri. It was a big, thin, and pure beef bun. She ate it until her mouth was full of oil.
Since she had become the queen, how could Danny not use her privilege to make the exquisite food of the Celestial Empire?
All she needed to do was to move her mouth a little more, and the kitchen maids under her would be able to make the original meat buns.
Not only buns and steamed buns, dumplings, spring rolls, and youtiao had become the favorite breakfast food of the Astapo people.
The beef bun was steamed yesterday evening. When Danny received the mercenary group leader, the soldiers under her were all sleeping.
From seven o 'clock last night to three o' clock in the morning, they should have rested enough. Breakfast was still warm meat buns.
"We will gather our forces and set up a battle array in an open area. Soldier against soldier, general against general, and attack each other openly." The white knight said.
"Hehe, in the process of a life and death battle, if you have an iron sword in your hand and the opponent only has a wooden stick, will you throw away the iron sword and pick up a wooden stick to fight the opponent fairly?" Danny drank a mouthful of milk and asked with a smile.
"We are not pedantic." The old man also took a bowl sized bun from the maid's tray and said vaguely as he chewed.
"Let's not talk about the Unsullied. Our soldiers train three times a day in the morning, morning, and afternoon. They only rest once every seven days. Even the militia that organizes the transportation of grain has military training twice a week.
In terms of discipline and formation proficiency, we are far superior to the other side. Since we know that our strengths can counter the other side's weaknesses, why don't I make use of them? "Danny said with a smile.
"That's true." The old general sighed and said, "Your Majesty is not only a natural queen, but also a natural general."
"I'm only in charge of local assaults. You are the true commander of our army."
Danny was very self-aware. During the process of tactical formulation, she only gave suggestions. The details were left to the experienced old general.
Not long after, Grey Worm led forty to fifty fully armoured soldiers over in a hurry.
"Kalixi, the brothers are ready." Agg said.
Dozens of commanders, including the Unsullied, the Centaurs, the Mother Of Dragons' guards, and the militia that managed the civilian camps, lined up neatly in two rows according to their ranks.
"Let's go inside the tent to talk." Danny nodded to the Blood Alliance Guard and led the way to the wooden palace.
100 square meters to accommodate forty to fifty soldiers was a bit crowded, especially after a large round table was placed in the room.
"This is the new defensive map of the enemy camp." Danny pointed to the wide parchment on the table.
Barristan held a stack of parchment in his hand and distributed it to every general who entered the room.
He said, "The places marked with red lines are the targets of your teams. If there's anything you don't understand, you can look at it yourself on the map, or you can ask me."
"Your Majesty, my mission has changed?" A bald man in gray plate armor with a scar on his face looked at Danny in confusion.
This person was called "Scar-Back" Simon. Although his face was covered with whip scars, the whip scars on his back were even more terrifying. They were so densely packed that it was almost impossible for people with trypophobia to see them.
It was all because he was disobedient and had been taken as a slave master. He was a very rebellious Loirnese man.
When he was registering, he found Danny in the square to meet the petitioners. He recommended himself to her, saying that he had some military talent and could become the Queen's Guard.
He was not bragging. Because of his excellent performance in the Free Guards' training, he had now become the commander of the Mother Of Dragons' cavalry brigade. His position was only below Barristan.
"Haha, last night, the Rose Regiment's camp was changed to the southwest corner. And they drank more than half of the 200 barrels of 'Great Wall Dry Red' I gave them … You only need the militia to surround them, and your elite cavalry regiment will attack the Raven Regiment's camp. "Danny said with a smile.
Danny's army was located in the south, the slave army was one kilometer away in the north, and the west was a bumpy coastal rocky area, which was very unsuitable for marching.
According to the slave masters' expected pattern of war, the Rose Regiment in the southwest corner could only attack the Mother Of Dragons head-on. It was impossible for them to escape.
Similarly, if the Rose Regiment really intended to destroy the excellent reputation that they had accumulated over hundreds of years and secretly turned to the "evil Mother Of Dragons", they, who were located in the southwest corner of the battlefield, would be less of a threat to Gith's camp.
"The three dragons are here, what about Astapor?" A fat general who looked like a clerk asked.
The fat man's name was Morono Ioz Dubo. He was a very smart guy.
He used to be a poor slave. After being liberated by Danny, he first joined the militia, and then stood out in the militia. He was transferred to the Free Guards by Jorah Mormont, and now he was the commander of the Mother Of Dragons' infantry. He was one of the few intelligent generals under Danny's command.
The longbowmen were part of the infantry and were now under Morono's command.
"It's only 20 kilometers. We can fly back in ten minutes," Danny said to him.
Through the open roof, he saw that the eastern sky was already turning white. Barristan frowned and said, "Is there a problem?"
"No."
"The drawing is very detailed. We have also surveyed the terrain before."
The generals and officers spoke sparsely.
"Set off immediately!" The old general ordered.
"Yes!" The generals answered in unison.
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