I Became the Mother of Dragons

        I have to say, the Ghis think beautifully.

If it's a "normal" war of peers, Dany loses.

But this is not a simple war, but a revolution. Dany, who grew up under a different lifestyle, is 100% sure: as a revolutionary, she may really become a martyr, but as long as the general trend is formed, the slave system will definitely be eliminated.

The feudal system cannot do the slave system.

The slave masters are aggressive and conceited and only see the Unsullied, but ignore the hundreds of thousands of peasants who are getting used to freedom and a 'beautiful society'. They are the fundamental support for Dany's future.

As she continues to win, she will have more and more commoners under her command, and the freed slaves will become stronger and stronger.

The sellswords are fighting for money, but the Freedom Fighters are fighting for freedom and family. Who is more tenacious and who is more determined to fight?

Dany wins.

Using the power of the old slaves and the new Small Folk to break the slave system and form a snowball effect is the difference between Dany and the original Daenerys.

That Daenerys sympathized with slaves, hated slave masters, and only set off from personal feelings, allowing the Unsullied to free slaves, but did not bring a new and stronger system to the people, temporarily freed from chains.

until now, hundreds of thousands of newly freed slaves are all burdens to Daenerys, and the enormous pressure overwhelms her: to provide them with food and clothing, to provide them with protection, to provide for them by marrying a slave master without being killed … er, yes, the slave liberator ended up marrying a slave master.

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Seeing that Dany understood their plan but didn't show panic, Grazdan's heart sank immediately, and he immediately had a very bad premonition.

"You are Targaryen of Stormborn, heir to the Sunset Continent, why not return to your Kingdom and land? Under the doctrine of The Seven, there are no slaves, no slave trade, you should return to your paradise." He stabilized and slowly said.

"I will go back, but not now," Dany said indifferently.

"Go back now, we will allow you to take away Astapor's wealth, at least 10 million Golden Dragon, right? Enough for your recovery."

Then Grazdan's eyes became sharp, and threatened: "When you are defeated and run away, you will not only lose the Unsullied army, but you will not be able to take a single copper."

"Well, Lord Wise Masters, Lord Great Masters," Dany suddenly laughed she got up and said softly, "I think you all misunderstood something."

"What?" Grazdan wondered.

"You're not the same as the Good Masters in Astapor, in the way they treat the Unsullied.

Although you are cruel to slaves and bear many sins, your crimes are not deserving of death.

I want to tell you that even if I take down Yunkai and Meereen, I will not treat all Wise Masters and Great Masters like the Good Masters." Dany laughed and said big words.

Grazdan coldly said: "You are aggressive, but tomorrow our 100,000 large army will kill all of your Unsullied."

Dany waved her hand and said with a smile: "Leave War for tomorrow, now we only discuss our respective bottom lines. In the event of an accident in the war, neither of us should blame anyone.

But if you find the situation is unfavorable, don't panic, you can surrender to me, I promise, not to harm you.

If you surrender before the war, that's the best, I will only take the slaves under your name and the rewards for their many years of service to you.

How about it, the conditions are very good?

Without slaves, you can hire contract workers!

Westeros does not have slaves either, but who of you has heard of a noble going to the ground farming, or cooking?"

"Your so-called loose conditions are the greatest insult to the great Sons of the Harpy." Grazdan roared angrily: "Listen, As long as we breathe, we will never surrender to a lowly bitch!"

"The Sons of the Harpy will not bow to anyone!" said the other nine slave masters in unison.

"Very well, worthy of the great bloodline of the Old Empire of Ghis!" Dany applauded.

"hmph, you understand," Grazdan said proudly.

"Well, I understand your arrogance, and I ask you to remember our Westeros tradition – only raising a bunting represents surrender and peace." Dany smiled.

Grazdan and nine slave masters…

The Great Masters and Wise Masters took a hundred guards, rode white camels, and left angrily.

When they left, the moon and stars were sparse, and the sky fell into the deepest darkness.

The previously noisy camp below the hillside was also quiet, except for the dim bonfires that flickered on and off in the breeze.

"Aiya…" Dany stretched and groaned, "Dawn nears, Gray Worm, wake up all the Warriors and have breakfast first, then put on the armor. Remember, move lightly, and don't make loud metal collisions."

"Your Majesty, don't worry, the armor is covered with a linen cloth that doesn't reflect light and doesn't make too much noise. As you ordered, the horse's hooves are also wrapped in soft fur, and the horse's mouth is stuffed with hardwood knots…" In the last sentence, there was a strange look in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, your method really works, the horse really don't neigh," he said.

You can't go wrong with the invaluable experience left by her old world.

Waiting for Gray Worm to leave, Barristan looked at Dany with a complicated look and said, "I've never fought such a battle in my life."

"How did you fight?" Dany squatting in front of the camp gate, took a steaming beef slab from Irri's hand. It was a nice slab of pure beef, which made her mouth oily.

When Dany met with the head of the sellsword group, her Warriors were all asleep.

From 7:00 last night to about 3:00 in the morning, it was almost time for them to rest enough, and the breakfast was still warm.

"We will gather our troops and take up positions in open areas, soldiers against soldiers, commander against commander," Ser Barristan said.

"heh, in the process of life and death, 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?" Dany took a sip of milk and asked with a smile.

"We're not pedantic." The old man also took a bite of food and said vaguely while chewing.

"Not to mention the Unsullied, our soldiers practice three times a day in the morning, morning, and afternoon, and have a day off every seven days. Even the militia who organizes the civilians to transport food has military training twice a week.

In terms of discipline and formation proficiency, we are far superior. Since we know that our own strengths can restrain the opponent's shortcomings, why don't I make good use of them?" Dany said with a smile.

"That's right." The Older man sighed and then said, "Your Majesty is not only Queen but also a good strategist."

"I'm only in charge of local assaults, You are the real commander of our army."

Dany is very self-aware, she only gives advice during the tactical formulation process, and the details depend on the experienced Barristan.

A short while later, Gray Worm walked over with the forty-fifty name of the forty-fifty soldiers.

"Khaleesi, our brothers are ready," Aggo said.

Dozens of Commanders, including the Unsullied, Dothraki, Mother of Dragons guards, and militiamen who manage the people, are neatly arranged in two rows according to rank.

"Let's go to the tent and talk." Dany nodded to Bloodridder and took the lead toward the wooden room.

One hundred square meters to accommodate forty-fifty soldiers is a bit crowded, especially after there is a big round table in the room.

"This is the new defense map for the enemy camp," Dany said, pointing to the large parchment scroll on the table.

Barristan holds a stack of parchments in his hand, which he distributes to every general who enters the house.

He said: "The places marked by the red lines are the targets of each of your squads. If you don't understand anything, you can check it against the bigger map yourself, or you can ask me."

"Your Majesty, my mission changed?" a scarred-faced bald robust man in gray plate armor looked towards Dany suspiciously.

This person is called Symon Stripeback. Don't look at the scars on his face. In fact, the stripes on his back are more terrifying. Densely packed is almost impossible for people with intensive phobias to see.

All because of being disobedient and beaten by the slave masters, a Rhoynar and a man with a very rebellious spirit.

When he registered his household registration, he found Dany who met the petitioners in the square and recommended himself to her, saying that he had some military skills and could become a Queen Guard.

He didn't brag either, because he excelled in training with the Free Guards and has now become the commander-in-chief of the Mother of Dragons cavalry battalion, just below Ser Barristan.

"Heh, last night, the company of Rose's camp was moved to the southwest corner. And they drank half of the 200 barrels of 'Wall's Dry Red Wine' I sent…only all you need is a militia siege, and your elite cavalry regime will attack Stormcrows' camp," said Dany full of smiles.

Dany's army is located in the south, the slave army is a kilometer to the north, and the west is a rugged coastal rocky area, which is very unfavorable for marching.

According to the war mode envisaged by the slave masters, the Company of the Rose located in the southwest corner is impossible to escape in addition to attacking the Mother of Dragons.

Similarly, if the Company of the Rose really intends to destroy the excellent reputation accumulated over hundreds of years, and secretly takes refuge with the "Mother of Dragons", they are located in the southwest corner of the battlefield, less of a threat to the Ghis camp.

"The three Dragons are here, what about Astapor?" asked a fatter general who looked like a secretary.

his name is Mollono Yos Dob, a very smart guy

Before he was also a slave, after being liberated by Dany, he first joined the militia team and then stood out from the team, He was transferred to the Freedom Guard by Jorah Mormont, and now he is the infantry Commander of the Mother of Dragons Guard. He is a rare intelligent general under Dany's command.

Longbowmen are part of the infantry, at this time commanded by Mollono.

"There is little time difference, it's only 20 kilometers and can fly back in ten minutes," Dany said to him.

A glimpse of the eastern sky through the open roof is gray dawn, Barristan frowned: "Is there a problem?"

"No."

"Very well for details, we have also surveyed the terrain before."

The generals said sparsely.

"Set off immediately!" Barristan ordered.

"Yes!" The generals agreed in unison.