"Which mercenary regiments are still resisting?" Danny looked up at Grey Worm and found that there was also some blood on his leather armor, but overall, it was much cleaner than hers. It seemed that the task of the Unsullied was completed more easily.
"There are still seven small strongholds left."
In this battle plan, the 2600 cavalry were responsible for cutting off the enemy's camp and then driving the horses from north to south to attack the camp.
The 5000 Unsullied led 2000 longbowmen to block the enemy's escape route at Poplar Slope. After all, the Gith Alliance was not stupid. Seeing thousands of horses galloping in the distance, they naturally knew to avoid.
When the horses bypassed Poplar Slope and left, the Unsullied set off from Poplar Slope and pressed towards Gith's broken camp, forming a pincer attack on the enemy with 2000 cavalry.
After cleaning up the stragglers, the 20,000 civil servants would carry sandbags and set up an isolation belt at the entrance of the enemy's small camp.
Well, to prevent the other party from escaping, the Unsullied had no horses and couldn't catch up!
"The Rose Regiment on the edge was the most intact. The Second Son Regiment was broken through by the horses and suffered heavy casualties. Only 200 people hid in the camp of Master Gith.
The Raven Regiment was even worse. They were powerful and had 500 armored cavalry.
But because their whole regiment was cavalry, the camp was connected to the stable. Nearly 2000 horses rioted with the horses and the camp was trampled to pieces. Almost no one survived. "
At this point, the eunuch warrior, who had always been reserved, could not help but sigh. "The strongest mercenary regiment was destroyed in the most cowardly way. They should have surrendered to His Majesty earlier."
Well, Danny's "old lover" inexplicably received a box lunch. How miserable.
"This is their own choice." She said lightly, pulled down her helmet, stood up, and shouted to the centaur cavalry who surrounded her in a circle to protect her, "Agger, let Sir Barristan follow the plan and cooperate with the Unsullied to clean up 10 kilometers to the north."
"Yes, Kalixi."
"Let's go. After finishing the work, we can rest for a while." Danny said to Grey Worm.
Seeing her come over, a centaur immediately led a tall horse with yellow fur.
Well, her little silver horse stumbled and hurt itself.
Less than five hundred Steel Cavalry guards once again surrounded Danny.
Little White also spat out the bone in its mouth. It flapped its wings and flew to Danny's head. It circled around the group and slowly moved forward.
"How many of our brothers did we lose, Cui Luo?" Danny asked the armored guard beside her.
Unlike Aggo and the other two Blood Brotherhood Guards, Kui Luo began to get used to the armor after joining the Queen's Heavy Cavalry.
"20 dead, 40 injured. Kalixi, how are your injuries?" The centaur youth asked with concern.
He had witnessed the entire process of Danny falling off the horse with his own eyes.
"It's fine. The inner armor cushioned most of the impact."
The process of putting on a full-body armor was very complicated. It wasn't as simple as just putting on a layer of iron.
Starting from close-fitting cotton-padded clothes, light and soft leather armor, flexible and elastic inner padding, silk or linen outerwear, and finally, iron armor. If one wanted to look better, one could put on an overcoat over the iron armor.
Of course, normal warriors didn't have the financial resources to put together a full set of armor. To them, a poor quality inner armor would affect their martial arts. In most cases, they would only put on a layer of leather armor over the iron armor.
The difference between a noble knight and a normal cavalry was that if they fell off the horse at the same time on the battlefield, the noble knight would be fine after recovering and would continue to swing his sword. On the other hand, if a normal cavalry didn't fall to pieces, they would bleed internally and would be unable to continue fighting.
There was another point. Iron armor with an excellent inner lining could partially resist hammering. On the other hand, if a normal iron armor met a fierce man wielding a spiked hammer, it would be damaged and would die.
In a battle between cavalry, the hammer was the most lethal weapon, followed by the fine steel spear, then the two-handed heavy sword, and finally the scimitar.
"How are the casualties of the Unsullied and the longbowmen?" Danny asked Grey Worm who was walking beside her.
"None of the Unsullied and the longbowmen died. Only a dozen warriors were grazed by the arrows."
In the end, Grey Worm respectfully praised, "Your Majesty, you have fought a battle that will be praised for thousands of years!"
This was not a deliberate compliment. Not to mention the Gith slave soldiers, the yellow silk cloaks were also trash, but the five thousand mercenaries were too terrifying.
Mercenaries had a bad reputation, but their combat strength was really strong. Whether it was the strength of a single warrior or the collective combat of a small legion, in this different world, they almost surpassed the regular armies of all countries and city-states.
Let's put it this way, five thousand mercenaries against five thousand Unsullied, and the Unsullied had a 50% chance of losing.
Unlike the Dothraki Roaring Warriors, mercenaries' combat skills were too high and they were very versatile. Many mercenaries could be both cavalry and archers. If they were equipped with armor, they could even become heavy armored knights.
For example, Jorah Mormont, who had once been a mercenary, signed labor contracts with several small mercenary groups that were not famous.
With Jorah's level, he could only be a small captain of a 50-man team. He had the highest position in the mercenary world, and in most cases, he was just an ordinary member of the mercenary group.
More importantly, the mercenary group was richer and better equipped than the Unsullied.
For example, the Raven Regiment that had been wiped out in the Gallop of Ten Thousand Horses only had five hundred cavalry on the surface, but they were equipped with fifteen hundred warhorses and five hundred workhorses, and the rest of the materials were innumerable.
"Khaleesi, you can add another bell! I dare say that there is no khal on the steppe who has a better battle record than you. "
Cui Luo was also very excited, deeply proud that he could be loyal to such a great Khaleesi.
"Khal Drogo will also cheer for you in the Night Kingdom."
If you didn't say that last sentence, this flattery would have been full marks. Now, I'll deduct forty points and let you pass. Keep up the good work.
Danny complained in her heart, but said with compassion, "It's all thanks to the lives of the soldiers. For the great cause of freeing the slaves, we have sacrificed many brothers today, and we will lose even more tomorrow."
"It is my honor to die for Khaleesi!" Cui Luo immediately said.
"We are willing to die for Her Majesty the Queen!" More than four hundred knights shouted in unison.
Very good, the morale of the army is high!
Perhaps she could change her strategy.
Previously, she had only wanted to repel this wave of attack, then wait for the dragons to grow for another year. At the same time, she would farm for another year, and finally sweep through Slave Bay.
However, the slave owners' hiring of mercenaries reminded her that the slave owners were very rich. Those fellows who should go to hell were using her money to hire soldiers to attack her city. This …
Danny thought angrily.
"Don't kill me, don't — Ahhh —"
Suddenly, a cry of agony woke Dani from her thoughts.
"What's going on?" She patted her horse's belly a few times and walked briskly to the front of the formation.
Not far away, a man in linen clothes with a large dragon head imprinted on his chest was lying on a corpse, desperately pulling at the chain around the corpse's neck.
Under the noon sun, the chain reflected bits of golden light. A golden chain as thick as a finger?
Danny had not had the time to "invent" printing and paper-making, but she had already made the printing and dyeing equipment that used large pieces of oak to carve patterns.
She had a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder, so she could not stand the messy uniforms of this era. The soldiers under her command, even the peasants, had the same uniform. Two linen shirts with black dragon heads imprinted on the chest.
Just like the man who was stripping the corpse.
Danny scanned her surroundings. The ground was torn apart by the galloping iron hooves of thousands of horses. The wild grass and flowers in the field were trampled into the soil. There were corpses of men and horses everywhere, smoking stakes, and tents that were trampled into the mud. She could smell the fragrance of the soil and the burnt smell of blood and fire.
A group of peasants were scattered across the land that had been "plowed" by swords. They carried baskets and held scimitars, buying the lives of the dying as if they were buying crops. They plundered their leather shoes, leather armor, helmets, iron arrowheads, swords, and other weapons, even the wallets and expensive jewelry they carried with them.
The scimitars were inserted into the necks of the dying. Occasionally, there would be a short and hurried wail. Danny's mouth opened and closed a few times, but she did not say anything. She patted her horse's butt a few times and continued forward in silence.
Perhaps she could save a few with her skills, but what was the point?
She could not even save her own subordinates. Was she going to waste her energy and scarce medicine for the enemy?
This was war!
Soon, she passed through the battlefield and arrived at the remaining seven villages at the front of the camp.
The reason why they had survived the trampling of thousands of horses was mainly because they were located closer to the west, in the recesses of the coastal rocks.
At this moment, there was a low wall made of gunnysack piled up around the outer perimeter of every small stronghold. It was only about 1.2 meters tall. If the light cavalry charged at high speed, they might be able to leap over it … if they ignored the Unsullied Spear Formation behind the sandbags.
"Which village is the Second Son Regiment hiding in?" Danny asked.
Before Gray Worm could reply, a familiar loud voice came from the top of a wooden tower 40 meters away. "Your Majesty, I surrender. I am willing to lead the regiment to rely on you!"
The back of the camp was against a continuous stretch of gray rocks. The tallest rock was four to five meters tall, and the shortest one was a meter square. The other three sides were surrounded by a "fence" formed by a mixture of carriages and wooden stakes.
It looked like it had just been built, but the carriages were connected by iron chains as thick as a person's wrist. It seemed to be quite sturdy.
Behind the wall formed by the carriages, there were two rows of warriors with shields in their left hands and short swords in their right. Behind the shield warriors were more than a hundred archers. Each archer had three or four loaded crossbows by their hands and feet.
Behind the warriors, near the rocks, there was a wooden tent with the top of the tent removed. It was similar to Danny's wooden palace. The walls were made of wood, and the roof was made of canvas.
At this time, in the tent where the roof was removed, there was a small four-meter-high sentry tower built by wooden tables and wooden stakes. Two people were standing on top of it.
The one who waved and shouted to Danny was the bearded "Titan's illegitimate son", Mero.
The slave owner next to him also met with Danny last night. He was a great master of Meereen, and seemed to be called Graz 'dan, but Danny did not remember his surname.
"Put down your weapons and come out to surrender," Danny shouted from behind the wall of sacks.
"We, the Second Son Regiment, are willing to serve Your Majesty," Mero said.
"Put down your weapons first."
"We are warriors. We can serve Your Majesty."
Danny was annoyed. She pointed to the big Braavosi man and said to the mercenaries and soldiers of Guise inside, "Cut off the head of this disrespectful man, put down your weapons, kneel down and surrender. Otherwise, you will be killed without mercy!"
"You —" The Titan's illegitimate son was shocked and angry. The long golden beard that dragged to his waist could not help but tremble.
He did not expect Danny to be so rude and unreasonable. His Second Son Regiment still had more than two hundred members at this time!
Two hundred elite mercenaries were almost equivalent to two hundred experienced cavalry. In the Westeros, it was more than two hundred knights.
"My members have pledged their loyalty to me. Mother Of Dragons, I apologize for my inappropriate words and actions last night. However, please understand that if you accept my allegiance, you will gain several hundred more warriors. If you choose to fight to the death, my brothers and I will take away a thousand of your Unsullied! "Mero suppressed his anger and tried to persuade him with both soft and hard methods.
At the same time, he swore in his heart that as long as he got out of this predicament, he would find a chance to take revenge on this silver-haired bitch.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The Second Son Regiment's swordsmen immediately knocked their shields with their short swords to express their support for their leader and also to show Danny the unity and courage of the Second Son Regiment.
"Titan's illegitimate son, Titan's illegitimate son!" They shouted in unison.
The big Braavosi man straightened his back and looked down at Danny behind the sandbag wall with a proud smile on his face.
In the shouts of the Second Son Regiment, Danny slowly withdrew from the Unsullied Army and said lightly, "Use the oil cans, don't leave anyone alive!"
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