I Became the Mother of Dragons

      Around nine o'clock in the morning, Grazdan was authorized by the Wise Masters joint meeting and began to gather soldiers from the city.

About eleven o'clock, the soldiers of Yunkai had a hearty lunch, sat and rested for another half an hour, and left the East City Gate of Yunkai at half past twelve.

Meereen supported 10,000 Yellow Silk Cloaks, 10,000 Pit Fighter slaves, and 2,000 Windblown.

Later, the fleet of the Ghis coalition forces successively transported more than a dozen small sellsword groups that were not well-known, adding about 2,000 more sellswords.

With the implementation of the scorched earth strategy in the Yunkai Plains, countless slave farmers were killed and a large number of manor owners moved to Yunkai.

The Grand Wise Master recruited another 15,000 Ghis men from the estate owner's family and put them in yellow silk cloaks.

In addition to the huge coalition…

Yunkai in its extreme state, its force is actually very strong, under normal conditions, the Ghis coalition is not afraid Dany in siege warfare.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Grazdan led 23,500 men to the entrance to the former camp, five kilometers away.

Without any delay, they stepped into the front camp, passed through the middle camp, and charged towards the rear camp 10 kilometers away with full energy.

"…Don't worry, they can't escape, I've already sent two thousand light cavalry to guard there." Grazdan comforted the Tattered Prince calmly.

"How can two thousand light cavalry stop fifteen hundred Unsullied?" Denzo frowned.

For some reason, from the moment he walked out of the city gate, he always felt a sense of unease. Even though the troopers from the front came to report many times, everything in the rear camp was as usual, there was no ambush, no Dragons, but he still...

Suddenly, the Warrior Bard's eyes narrowed, and he pointed to the ditch on the left that extended infinitely to the east, and asked, "Have you noticed, the ditch on the left and right sides are a bit strange, it seems wider?"

"Really?" Grazdan looked left and right, said with a smile: "It narrowed...?"

The camp of the Northern Expedition liberated army is located northeast of Yunkai Five kilometers away, the front, middle and rear camps continued to stretch for 10 kilometers to the northeast. Depending on the terrain, the width of the camps was not uniform.

If you were to ride a Dragon and look down from the sky, the Yunkai Plains look like a dinner plate painted in black and green, black charred farmland, cyan-green wilderness and forest.

Yunkai is a meat bun on the gray and dark side of a dinner plate, and Dany's camp is a twisted fritter on the other side.

A deep and wide gully was dug on both sides of it, and the loess dug out formed a soil slope more than one meter high on the outside, and the inside was a sparse wooden fence surrounding the camp.

"I mean the distance between the ravines, the width of the camp has gotten bigger," Denzo said.

"The Mother of Dragons built her camps according to the terrain, and the width keeps changing." The scar-faced man with a tall horse on the other side said nothing.

His name is Caggo, a tall, Dothraki and Braavos half-blood, and like Denzo, is also a Windblown Vice Commander, two people, one civil and one military, jointly assist the Tattered Prince.

"But…" Denzo frowned, but he didn't know what to say. In fact, he didn't know what to express.

After a while, he muttered, "We should fill those two trenches."

"Are you confused? For such a large amount of work, the entire army must be dispatched, but do we have the time? The army doesn't even carry dry rations, and the Wise Masters want to go back to the city for dinner!" Caggo said impatiently.

"The amount of work is huge!!!" Denzo's mind seemed to sound like explosions of thunder, and his whole body seemed to hit a wall as he made no movements.

"There's a problem, there's a problem with the long ditch outside the camp!" He yelled madly.

"What's the problem?" Tattered Prince, alarmed, leaned over and asked.

"There are only 4,000 people in the rear camp, how could they dig such a long and deep trench?" the veteran said with a face full of fear.

"I…this," A sellsword next to him said awkwardly: "We dug it."

"What?" Most looked towards him in unison.

"What do you mean?" Denzo asked hastily.

The sellsword named was in his forties, stocky, and wearing iron armor similar to Jorah Mormont's before he got the Valariyan Steel armor.

An armored heavy cavalry.

The sellsword scratched his thinning forehead and said with a bitter smile: "After we were captured, except Meris, both sellswords and Ghis soldiers were driven to dig trenches overnight.

I told the overseer that I'm from Westeros like Meris and a Lord from the North, but…"

Denzo interrupted him irritably, "Are you sure? It took 900 of you only two days to dig a wide ditch of more than 20 kilometers?"

"Not only did we dig, but there were also thousands of people from the Mother of Dragons camp digging with us, and it was only in the middle of the night. They completed most of the project, and the rest was to be handed over to us."

"It doesn't make sense? Are the soldiers of Mother of Dragons not tired? They had just finished a 600-kilometer rapid march and then worked hard in the middle of the night before continuing to march towards Meereen early in the morning… Are they all iron men?" Denzo said blankly.

The Tattered Prince pointed to Grazdan who was giving orders to the soldiers not far away, and calmly said: "Denzo, go to the flank to adjust the formation of shieldsman and crossbowmen, wait for the arrival of the slave infantry in the rear, and launch an attack immediately."

"This…" Denzo was stunned, he pulled the Northern Knight who was riding away, and finally asked: "It is common sense to dig trenches outside the camp, but it is generally a small canal to keep the camp from flooding during torrential rain.

The Mother of Dragons' trench is almost as wide as a creek, why?"

"Is it not obvious? The trench in addition to dredging the rain, also has the function of defending against the enemy. You can see it, it is not only wide but also very deep." The sellsword said casually.

This also makes sense, Denzo waved his hand with a wry smile and told Knight to leave.

"Am I getting old, or am I intimidated so badly by the Mother of Dragons?" Denzo muttered to himself and began to direct the Legion's formation.

Around 2:30 in the afternoon, the Yunkai Legion set up an offensive formation. On the ground, more than one kilometer wide, 10,000 Pit Fighters were in front, with only leather vests, a short sword, and one side of skinned wood, a shield.

A thousand shieldsmen are behind the Pit Fighters, followed by a thousand long Lancers, four thousand yellow silk cloaks with swords, and longbows.

There are 6,000 light and heavy cavalry on the left and right sides.

The reason why Grazdan dared to claim that he could defeat the back camp in half a day was because of the 10,000 Pit Fighters escorted from Meereen.

He intends to consume these people as cannon fodder.

Obviously, when the news of the Mother of Dragons' liberation of Meereen comes, the Pit Fighter slaves will become Yunkai's biggest destabilizing factor.

"Unshackle the Pit Fighters." Grazdan in silver armor shouted loudly.

Slave soldiers must also wear shackles when they go to battle.

As the name of the Dragon Queen Daenerys "slave liberator" became more and more famous, the Wise Masters were afraid that the Pit Fighters would defect, so they locked the Pit Fighters who didn't know each other together—— Both ends of the shackles are locked on the left leg of one Pit Fighter and the right leg of the other Pit Fighter.

In this way, 10,000 slaves can be connected together, and they can't run even if they want to.

Of course, there's no battle strength this way.

In the defense of the city, the slaves need to stand up and not run, so the Pit Fighters are connected together to increase stability.

But now they are not defending the city, Grazdan needs them to rush to use a Pit Fighter's individual combat capabilities, so they need to lighten their load.

Well, with only one foot dragging the chain, they can use gait tricks in a small area, but can't run for long.

500 meters in front of the gate, Grazdan rode on a purplish red horse, looking down at the Pit Fighters who were squatting rubbing their ankles, as he loudly said: "To win today's battle, each person will have a bucket of wine, five pounds of meat, and two-bed slaves!"

He promised the impossible freedom to the Pit Fighters, otherwise, what is the purpose of the Ghis Alliance and Dragon Queen fighting to the death?

The Pit Fighters ignored Grazdan's words and did warm-ups seriously.

Seeing his words has no effect at all, Grazdan frowned and shouted again: "An Unsullied head holds the worth of 50 Gold Honors, an ordinary soldier, 10 Silver Honors.

As long as you can survive, even if you don't behead any, you will have five guaranteed Silver Honors per person."

This time the Pit Fighters reacted, all raising their heads and staring at the Wise Masters.

"I swear! I will keep my promise." Grazdan drew his sword and swore.

"Bang, Bang, Bang…!"

10,000 slaves slapped their shields and shouted loudly: "Long live the Wise Masters, long live Grazdan!"

"Bang, Bang, Bang…!"

The excited Pit Fighters seem to have forgotten that the people they will deal with later are the ones who are trying to save them…

"Prince, why?" Falling into a fanatical slave, Denzo whispered to his head.

Although he is a bit clueless, the Tattered Prince knows his Old Partner too well.

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the grey-haired old man and coldly said: "Because that woman deceived me, the person who signed the contract with you is not Daenerys Targaryen at all. You said, does that contract still have meaning? "

Denzo was silent.

The Tattered Prince knew him well, and he understood the character of the old leader very well.

Being deceived is his most hated act

"Hoho ——Ding ding! "

"Hoho ——Ding ding! "

10,000 Pit Fighters bent down and approached the camp step by step. With a roar, they vigorously swung their weapons and slapped their shields.

The Unsullied lined up behind the fence of the camp, unresponsive to the provocation of the Pit Fighter slaves.

Waiting for the Pit Fighters to enter within 50 meters of the camp, Grazdan waved his hand and roared wildly: "Kill—"

"Da-dum-da-dum…da-dum-da-dum" The drums of war ring!

"Squeak—" At the climax of the atmosphere, the gate of the camp suddenly opened.

Following the focal point of ten thousand men, the Unsullied in the front row behind the door gave way to the left and right…

"Sizzle——" A ferocious Black Dragon came from the ground buzzing a terrible roar!

"Ha…haha," The Pit Fighter closest to the camp gate uttered meaningless syllables in his throat, and finally collapsed and roared: "Dragon! The Mother of Dragons!"

"Bang….Bang....Bang" Big Black took heavy steps, each step made a rumble as he moved towards the Pit Fighters who were standing there.

"The Mother of Dragons…it's true, she—" Denzo widened his eyes, staring at the silver-haired woman on Black Dragon's back, fascinated.

There is no doubt that the only one who can control the Black Dragon is the Dragon Queen.

She was the Queen I saw the night before yesterday!

Under the sun, her silver golden hair was so dazzling, they could even see the sly smile on Maiden's face as if asking: Are you surprised or fearful when you see me?

"She…was waiting for us….!" The Tattered Prince broke out in a cold sweat on such a hot afternoon. A day to remember, for it's the day of their deaths

"I…" Grazdan, the Great General, felt fear and humiliation grab hold as tears threatened to pour from his eyes from the stinging once more.