Danny said, "Jon, your mission isn't just to form an alliance with the Laza. I hope that they can collectively move to Slaver's Bay and become my allies, as well as my people.
I will make a sacred vow to keep them safe and provide the Laza with a bountiful and vast land.
They will also need to swear eternal loyalty to me, to Targaryen, in the form of farming and food. "
Jon Bolton asked, "What if they're unwilling? After all, the Laza River is their homeland for thousands of years. "
"Tell them that if the alliance attacks Slaver's Bay from the Jade Sea, they will definitely take food along the way and even capture the Laza as slave laborers.
Secondly, the Laza River is next to the Great Sea of Grass. Almost every khal will go there to hunt after leaving Centaur City. They should know this better than I do.
With me at Slaver's Bay, no centaur can cross Meereen except for my khalasar. The Laza can enjoy unprecedented peace and tranquility in the White Dragon River.
Lastly, the Long Night is coming. They are harassed by centaurs year after year, so they definitely have no food reserves.
Only by forming an alliance with me and pledging their loyalty to me can the Laza avoid the danger of destruction in the Long Night.
Tell them, tell all the Laza that I, Danny Liz Targaryen, am their savior! "
Jon Bolton nodded thoughtfully and asked, "Farm at the White Dragon River? You don't plan to let the Laza come to Astapor? "
"It's too much of a waste of time to let the Laza migrate to the Worm River. It will probably take a year or two. The Laza live upstream of the Black River. If they follow the river downstream, they will reach the intersection of the White Dragon River and the Black River in a week, which is where I want you to build the city.
After that, they will migrate south along the White Dragon River. The water route is convenient and fast. In about two months, the Laza will be able to start farming in the White Dragon River. "
After arranging the tasks for the guards, Danny turned her gaze to the centaurs again. "Quiro, work with Rakarlo. From now on, build three fodder fields around Meereen, Astapor, and Kaiyuan. Each field can hold at least ten thousand cows."
"Cows?" Rakarlo was puzzled. "Why not healthy horses?"
"When the long night comes, the warhorses will be of no use. We'll just kill them and make them into bacon. Instead, we need cows to provide milk, cheese, and butter for daily necessities. "
"Are ten thousand cows enough?" Kui Luo asked doubtfully.
"It's barely enough to supply the city. From this day on, I will store an unlimited amount of butter and cheese. The pyramid in the city will be the storehouse.
Moreover, the farmers outside the city also raise cattle. I will also issue an edict for them to start preparing early. At the very least, they must be self-sufficient. "
"How long can the food in Slave Bay last?" Clinton suddenly asked.
Chora looked at him deeply and said, "Do you know about the 'great leap in food production'? More than a million people had opened up tens of millions of acres of fertile land, and the progress had not stopped even now.
Rice could be harvested three times a year, and barley and turnips could be harvested twice a year.
Under extreme conditions, the annual food production of Slave Bay is enough for at least two million people to eat for ten years. "
"Ten years? This is crazy, "Clinton said in shock.
Danny smiled faintly and said, "Why else would it be called 'Great Leap Forward'? A million people only grow food, rest for two and a half days a week, and repeat the cycle of reclamation and farming … Then, they buy the rice that they planted three months ago, reclaim it, and farm again … "
"They are so obedient. Aren't they tired?" Clinton said in disbelief.
'Scar Back' Simon, the commander of the Liberty Wings Cavalry, said, "It's much easier than when they were slaves. There are even art troupes performing for everyone. Who knows how prosperous their lives are now?"
'Fat Scholar' Morono, the commander of the Liberty Wings Infantry, said proudly, "Even if the long night really comes, and it lasts for twenty years like last time, not a single person will starve to death."
"Twenty years? In just two years of winter, more than half of the people in the Northern Territory will die. If this continues for four years, 70% of the Westeros will die … After twenty years, I think only a group of nobles guarding the castle will survive, "Clinton said in despair.
"Danny prepared a batch of food, about two hundred thousand tons, and stored it on Dragonstone Island …"
Old Yimont's voice became softer and softer as he spoke. Finally, he sighed. Silence did not speak.
If this long night was really like last time and lasted for a generation, close to twenty years, then two million tons of food would not be able to save the Westeros.
"This long night will definitely not last for twenty years," Jorad Mormont looked at Danny and said confidently. "With Her Majesty the Queen, five dragons, twenty Tile Swords, and two sets of Tile Armor, we will be able to kill the Deviant Ghost King no matter what."
"There is also the Light Bringer. That sword is able to suppress deviant ghosts. After Stannis dies, Danny can inherit it," Old Yimont said excitedly.
"Old Master, why do you think Stannis will die?" Danny's mouth twitched.
"He is not the true owner of the Light Bringer, but he has the Light Bringer. If he doesn't die, where will the Child of Prophecy get the sword? "Yimont said confidently.
What he said …
It seemed to make sense!
"The Light Bringer is nothing." Danny smiled proudly. "I have recorded seventy percent of the magic runes in the sword. In two days, Big Black will bring the blacksmith Bhutto back.
When I master the magic spell to reforge the Tile Swords, I will immediately melt down all twenty Tile Swords and reforge them. All of us will have a Light Bringer made of Tile Swords. We are all saviors! "
"Uh …" Everyone was surprised and happy, but Old Yimont fell into a daze.
If everyone had a Light Bringer in their hands, then how much would the Child of Prophecy, who had been devalued by the Dragon Queen, be worth in the future?
"Can ordinary people use magic swords?" Jorad asked doubtfully.
"I will try and see if I can make you become a Magic Swordsman. Let's test your talent first. If you have extraordinary talent, you can learn fire magic directly. If you don't have talent … "
"Maybe, we can try to create talent with blood magic," Danny said uncertainly.
"Blood magic? Danny, you know blood magic? "Old Yimont frowned.
Danny shook her head and said seriously, "I saw Jenny in Mataris. She has Belerion's spirit in her body. I plan to find a chance to kill her and steal her treasure! She must know the most advanced blood witchcraft. "
Clinton, Old Yimont, Jon Bolton …
Everyone was stunned. They looked at the serious Dragon Queen with their mouths wide open.
"Kill … Belerion …?" Old Yimont's face turned pale. His body swayed as he supported himself on the table. He said in a trembling voice, "That is the ancestor god of Valleglia. We Targaryens have believed in her for six thousand years!"
"She is already with the allies. Of course, she must be killed," Danny said firmly.
"But, she is a god …" Old Yimont murmured as if he was about to break down. "How can a human fight a god?"
"What are you saying? Have you forgotten about the rat chef?"
"Uh …"
。。。。。
The meeting ended, and everyone dispersed.
When Danny was about to return to her room to rest, Little Aegon came to the top floor and found her.
Little Aegon and Tyrion had just arrived at Slave Bay. They did not understand the situation and did not have the position of commander, so they did not participate in this' war mobilization meeting '.
Aegon looked around at the people who were packing up the map and preparing to leave. He said, "Aunt Danny, I want to talk to you alone."
"Your Majesty, I'll take my leave first. Take your time."
Old Eamon took the lead and was the first to bid farewell. Although the others wanted to watch the show, they also hastened their footsteps.
Soon, only Danny and Aegon were left on the top floor. Little Green, Little Gold, and Little Red were sleeping on the thick wall.
"What do you want to say?"
Danny picked up a glass bottle from the table and poured herself a glass of pink peach blossom wine.
Aegon stood upright, looking at the dragon queen who was sitting leisurely on her throne. "I want a dragon," he said stiffly. "I want to be a dragon. I want to be a dragon knight. A Targaryen without a dragon has no right to be a king!"
"Hehe …" Danny smiled meaningfully and asked, "Didn't we agree to wait until the Long Night is over before we consider the Iron Throne? Anyway, I promised that if we really meet the King of Deviant Ghosts, I'll definitely give you my head. "
"This has nothing to do with me becoming the Dragon King. With a dragon, I don't need your help to kill the King of Deviant Ghosts." Aegon pursed his lips and said stiffly.
Danny shook her head and sighed. "Your thoughts are very dangerous. You don't know how scary Deviant Ghosts are, and you don't know how dangerous Westeros are."
"I know that Westeros have dragon-slaying crossbows. I'll be careful," Aegon said.
"Dragon-slaying crossbows? Hehe … "
The Dragon Queen's scornful laughter made Aegon's handsome face turn red.
Seeing this, Danny didn't take it too far and asked curiously, "I didn't forbid you from interacting with dragons. Haven't you been accompanying Scholar Yimont to feed Little Red recently?"
"He doesn't like me."
"I think he's very good to you! He let you attend his little class with Missandei and Larissa. He even tutored you in the history of the Targaryen family alone every morning. "
"Scholar Yimont is very good. He's a red dragon. He doesn't like me." Aegon was a little embarrassed and said hesitantly, "When I touch him, he bites my finger. He's closer to Scholar Yimont.
A dragon can only have one dragon knight. Maybe Little Red recognizes Yimont. "
Danny's violet pupils shrank and she asked softly, "He really bit you? Did you try a few more times? "
"I tried, but he didn't let me touch him."
Being rejected by a young dragon made Aegon feel inexplicably ashamed and angry. Now that he was repeatedly questioned by the Dragon Queen, he said irritably,
"I said, a dragon can only have one dragon knight. Little Red met Scholar Yimont first. You can't have forgotten that Yimont is also a Targaryen, right? "
Danny's eyes flashed and she advised, "You're very anxious now. That's not right. I suggest that you take a peaceful attitude and cultivate a relationship with Little Red for a while, then try a few more times. "
This Aegon even despised the Targaryen ancestral Megalosaurus. Was he really Rhaegar's son?
And Jon could make Little White have a good impression of him!
Aegon scratched his head and said anxiously, "Little Red was just born and is too young. I can't wait. Aunt, you said it yourself. The night is coming, and I don't want to be idle in Astapor. "
"Then which dragon do you want?"
The emotions in Danny's eyes turned cold, and her smile became gentler.
You want my dragon?
See if I don't take your life first!
"Has Big Black established a dragon knight connection with you?" Aegon asked.
"I'm different from ordinary Targaryens. No Megalosaurus will reject me."
This silly child, he likes Big Black?
"Then, can I choose a black dragon as my partner?" Aegon asked expectantly.
"Big Black is on a business trip. Try again when he comes back," Danny said calmly.
"Then I'll try the green dragon first, okay?"
Aegon sighed and turned his gaze to Little Green on the wall.
As if sensing his gaze, Little Green's emerald green vertical pupils suddenly opened.
"Ah —" Aegon took a step back in panic.
"Hehehe …" Danny took a sip of the peach blossom wine and laughed like a bell.
He didn't even have the courage to face the might of a true dragon, and he wanted to subdue a Megalosaurus?
Aegon's face flushed red, and determination flashed in his purple eyes. He strode forward and said loudly, "Little Green, I am the son of Rhaegar and Ilya, Aegon Targaryen. I have the blood of a true dragon. Be my partner!"
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