Chapter 103 Queen of Astapor
Chapter 103 Queen of Astapor
The one who was inciting the Unsullied to rebel was none other than Dany's "old friend" Kraznys. He was not the first slave owner in Astapor, and the black dragon did not regard him as the first target of attack.
After coming down from the pyramid, he immediately brought eight old 'Fingers of the Harpy' to the high tower on the city gate.
He hid behind the shield, holding up a dragon bone whip and shouting loudly.
In the past, the eight good masters used their ancestral harpy fingers to control the Unsullied for decades, and each long whip represented the supreme authority of the good masters over the slaves.
Countless slaves delivered unconditional loyalty under that whip.
But now.
"Tatt, tatt" In response to him, in addition to the fluttering of military flags, there was a crisp sound of horse hooves.
The center of the Unsullied queue silently opened a passage to both sides, and Dany rode a small silver horse slowly to the front of the army.
About 30 meters from the city gate, Whitebeard and Missandei followed behind her, and the strong man Belwas held a two-meter-high and 1.4-meter-wide wooden shield to block the little silver horse.
Today, Dany still wore a long Dothraki braid with three bells tied to it. Well, Jhiqui and Irri agreed that she conquered 13,600 Unsullied yesterday afternoon.
Maybe, there will be one more after today? However, she did not wear a painted vest, but a set of shining and gorgeous iron armor, and a two-handed sword with a scabbard inlaid with seven-colored gems hung at her waist.
The scales were intricately carved and enameled, and there was a three-headed dragon carved on the chest, with white and green dragons on the left and right, and a black dragon head in the middle. The three dragons shared a blood-red body.
A pure white cloak hung from her shoulders. The cloak was like the flag of the Unsullied, with a black dotted line outlining a pattern of a flying dragon. The cloak was very long, hanging down from her back, covering the buttocks of the little silver horse.
The three-headed dragon full body armor and the jeweled greatsword were gifts from the Blacksmith Guild of Qarth.
Well, when Dany opened the "Dragon Zoo", it was like the textile workers gave her all kinds of silk and made cheongsams for her.
The armor looks gorgeous, but it is not very practical. It is not even a full body armor. There is no face armor, throat armor, hand guards, skirt armor, leg armor, knee pads, or iron boots. It is full of loopholes in actual combat.
However, it is still qualified to wear it for an occasion like today to pretend. It is gorgeous with a bit of heroic spirit, and the temperament is extraordinary.
"Kraznys, save your energy." Dany smiled at the slave owner who was still waving his whip and shouting. She drew her sword from her waist with a "swish", pointed it at the city gate tower, and shouted: "Soldiers, tell the slave owner who you are!"
"Free warriors under the white flag!" Five thousand people shouted in unison, their voices were uniform and loud, like a tide sweeping over this ancient and decaying city.
"Freedom!" Dany raised her sword and shouted.
"Freedom! Freedom!"
"Boom boom boom!"
"Freedom! Freedom!"
The Unsullied beat the ground with their spears rhythmically, shouting "freedom" twice for every three strikes, and most of Astapor could hear it.
Kraznys on the city wall looked ashen, his eyes full of despair and disbelief: It was clearly agreed that the Unsullied would not be tempted by anything, money, women, freedom, and all the worldly things and spiritual desires.
Could it be that the bitch Seven Gods were possessed?
The good masters have trained them for more than 10 years, and they should have erased the slaves' personal will long ago.
"Woman, what do you want?" Kraznys shouted from behind the wall.
"I want the slave owners to be punished, and I want Aposta to have no slaves anymore."
"Impossible, this is Slaver's Bay, Slaver's Bay, Slaver's Bay! Slavery has existed since the harpy created the Gith. The dragon king of Valyria needs slaves, the free cities need slaves, the great sea trade needs slaves, and as long as humans exist, slaves are indispensable."
The slave owner seemed to be declaring a universal truth, shouting at the top of his lungs, with a clear conscience.
"Haha, this is not up to you. Freedom needs blood and fire to fight for it. We have this awareness, what about you?" Dany said contemptuously.
"Did you hear that?" She pointed to the place where the fireworks rose in the city, "Your slave kingdom is wailing, it's going to die, and my army doesn't even need to do it myself."
Dany's leaflets gave fear to the slave owners and hope and courage to the slaves.
The Unsullied's cry of "freedom" was like a torch lighting a fuse, and finally someone cut off the shackles in their hearts and began to resist.
With the black dragon acting as a reconnaissance plane in the sky, Dany could see the situation in the city clearly.
"You are treacherous." Krazny looked at the slave warrior holding up his shield beside him with some fear. His fat cheeks were extremely distorted and his voice was out of tune.
"How did I betray you?" Dany said with a smile.
"We agreed that you would plunder small cities and sell slaves to us." Krazny shouted outside the city, then turned around, stepped back a few steps, waved to the Gis guards not far away, pointed at his slave and said, "There is something wrong with his eyes, take him down!"
"I" the slave warrior knelt on the stone wall with a plop, his face flushed, and he opened his mouth several times to argue, but he couldn't say a word.
Because just now, he had two very inappropriate thoughts: kick this fat guy off the wall? Or, the Mother of Dragons quickly let the dragons come to kill these Gis people, and then I will definitely not stop them.
It's over! As countless years and countless times before, the shrewd master saw through my inner thoughts.
He thought desperately.
"Stand up, you don't want to be slaves!" Dany shouted at the right time.
If possible, she would like to have five thousand Unsullied sing the "Marseillaise" together. The lyrics must be modified. They cannot resist the tyranny of Her Majesty the Queen.
"I will fight you!" The slave warrior suddenly woke up from his confusion, as if he was blessed by the Mother of Dragons with the God of War buff. The bronze shield blocked his front, regardless of anything, and he buried his head to push the slave owner.
Kraznys retreated while shouting in fear: "The slave soldiers are rebelling, kill them!"
Dany held her forehead, worried about his IQ.
When the Ghis guards captured the rioting slave, the other slaves had already retreated far away, but when they heard the slave owner's shouting, their faces changed immediately, and they looked at each other. I don't know who started it, but shouted "Long live the Mother of Dragons", and almost all the slave soldiers rioted.
The slogan of "Long live the Mother of Dragons" and the shouts and wails merged into one on the city wall.
"Princess, we can attack now," said Whitebeard.
"To be honest, I was planning to lay siege for two days." Dany smiled bitterly at the old man.
At least they would cut down trees and build a batch of siege equipment.
Giving orders to the black dragon in his mind, the big black dragon fell straight down with a Mengzazi, drawing a graceful arc above the city gate tower.
"Boom!"
Several Gis jumped down from the 10-meter-high tower with wailing flames, and thick smoke billowed from the wooden pavilion.
"Dragon, real dragon! Long live the Mother of Dragons!"
The slaves cheered, and the already low morale of the Gis guards collapsed. Some soldiers even threw away their weapons and ran towards the pyramid.
Seeing that the arrows of the Gis were as sparse as the hair on a bald head, and the bowstrings were as weak as noodles soaked in water, Dany let Big Black fall directly in front of the gate outside the city, and the strong man Belvos and several giant dragon guards, Quirrell, held shields to protect his head.
"Boom--"
The dragon flames with light smoke roasted the iron plate on the edge of the city gate red, and bursts of thick black smoke rose from the door panels, and the Gis screamed in the city gate.
Big Black's mouth was like a welding torch, and the hot column of fire burned through the thick wooden door in a dozen seconds.
"Click!" The thick hardwood bolt behind the city gate was burned off, and the gate creaked open to both sides.
"The city gate is open, charge!" Grey Worm raised his spear and rushed to the city gate first. The Unsullied poured into the ancient city of Astapor like a flood.
"Hiss!" Big Black jumped up and flew into the sky again.
"Long live the Mother of Dragons, kill!"
Through the eyes of the black dragon, Dany saw the Unsullied and the rebellious slaves like a gray tide, gradually submerging the ancient red city.
On the city walls, on the streets, and in the square where the Unsullied had been trained, men and women in tokar robes could be seen being hacked to death, and blood once again stained this land that had swallowed countless souls.
Blood debts were paid with blood. The blood of slave traders and their families washed away the resentment of the undead who lingered in the slave city-state and refused to leave. They were freed in the wailing of their enemies.
However, this blood debt and blood retribution did not end today. The ghosts of the Astabolkis replaced the former slaves. They wandered in the streets, squares, and pyramids and refused to leave. Only the blood of that woman and her dragon could cleanse the resentment of the dead souls.
But Dany has realized that today she has only taken the first step. Her song of blood and fire has just begun!
"Your Highness, I didn't expect you to be so courageous. We destroyed the birthplace of the Unsullied." Whitebeard was filled with emotion. "You are the first person who dared to say 'no' to slavery with such cruel means, but what about Westeros?
You swore that you would only use the power of the Unsullied to do just things. Obviously, you don't intend to rely on them to seize the Iron Throne - although I think your return to the Iron Throne itself is the most just thing."
"I can't go back to Westeros." Dany sighed as she smelled the strong smell of blood and fireworks wafting from the city. "This is the beginning, and there is no way to stop it once it starts.
Kaiyuan, Meereen, and New Ghis are the first wave, Volantis and Qarth are the second wave, and the entire trading city-state that relies on the slave trade to maintain the operation of the city 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 good masters. My ultimate goal is to completely end slavery!
Today I can give freedom to the entire city, but tomorrow as long as I leave, a new batch of good masters will drill out of the ground faster than bamboo shoots in the spring rain."
"What about Westeros?"
The old man knew that what she said was correct, but Westeros was his home. He missed his hometown, and he couldn't bear to see his beloved country being ravaged by a few villains.
"You said this year is a ghost summer?" Dany asked.
"Yes, I got a warning from the maester of the Citadel that winter is coming." The old man said.
"After the summer of 11, this is a ghost summer, next autumn, and the year after next, there will be a winter that will last at least four years.
So, do you understand?
If I really bring 13,000 Unsullied back to Westeros, what I will bring to the people of the Seven Kingdoms is not peace and prosperity, but a winter comparable to the long night."
Looking at the shocked face of the old man, she slowly said: "Man-made disasters are worse than natural disasters, and war is the greatest man-made disaster!"
"Your Majesty, you have the wisdom and courage of a king, and the kindness of a king. You are the son of prophecy, the reincarnation of Azor Ahai, and a natural queen!"
At this time, Dany in the eyes of the old man was simply shining.
Throughout his life, how many kings has he met?
But it was not until today that he met a wise master!
Dany's mouth twitched a few times, and under the old man's burning gaze, she forced a smile and said, "The city has fallen into my hands, let's go in."
Four years of winter?
It's too good to be true. The long night is coming soon. Should I go to Westeros to feed the White Walkers?
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