Blood of the True Dragon

Chapter 28 Stormcrows

Just three leagues south of Yunkai City (one league is equal to three miles or five kilometers), a birch forest grows lonely on this somewhat desolate yellow land.

The [-] Unsullied Legion are setting up their camps in an orderly manner, and they will not rest in undefended camps.

The trench around the camp was more than half dug, and the woods were full of Unsullied, cutting branches from the birch trees to make stakes.

And just about one league away from the Unsullied Legion, three legions with different banners were also setting up camp, and Aegon and the others stood on a high place and looked at the enemy army ahead.

"Those Yunkai's slave soldiers should have 500 people, and the Stormcrows and the Second Sons next to them are about [-]!" Jon Connington analyzed, and then turned to look at Aegon:
"Your Majesty, according to what I said, we should build enough ships and lead the Unsullied Legion and the Free Folk Legion to Westeros, instead of fighting these endless wars with these slave traders here !"

In his opinion, these slave traders are hateful, but the entire Slave Bay and even the entire Free Trade City are basically supporters of slavery.

If Aegon keeps fighting like this, I don't know how long it will be before he can return to Westeros.

And what he hopes more is to return to Westeros with Aegon and capture Storm's End together. He will use his sword to chop off the head of the Snatcher!

Aegon turned his head and said coldly: "Ser Jon, I swore to fight for these slaves, and you suggest that I leave?

This was once the territory of the Valyrians. I, Aegon Targaryen, bear a name as great as Aegon the Conqueror. Like Aegon the Conqueror, I will reclaim the land here.

Not only here, but the Free Trade City and the Dothraki Sea are all lands that I want to conquer.

As long as there is slavery, I will break the shackles there!
The light of the Targaryen dynasty should rest on all heads! "

Jon Connington blushed a little at what Aegon said, but his self-proclaimed chivalry was not as good as that of a teenager.

"Your Majesty, you are indeed Prince Rhaegar's child! You are as wise as him!"

Daenerys standing aside was a little curious:
"My brother, Rhaegar, what kind of person is he?"

"Your brother, Prince Rhaegar is a brave and fearless warrior, and an extremely kind prince! He has a pair of lavender eyes and a very handsome appearance, just like His Majesty!"

When Daenerys heard this, she looked curiously at Aegon beside her, as if she wanted to see Rhaegar's shadow on Aegon's face, but after staring at it for a while, she turned her head a little blushing.

"You mean a brave and fearless warrior?" Daenerys was puzzled, "But he still lost to the Snatcher!"

"Your Highness, Robert is definitely not a fearless warrior. I can't even imagine how he won Prince Rhaegar. Maybe he used witchcraft and evil magic."

Seemingly afraid that Daenerys would not believe it, Jon Connington continued to add:
"When His Majesty the Crown Prince was young, in a tournament at Storm's End, he defeated Lord Stephen Baratheon, Lord Jason Mallister, the Red Viper of Dorne, and what was later proved to be Kingswood The mysterious knight of the notorious bandit leader Simon Toyne, who broke a dozen lances in a match against Arthur Dayne that day and eventually defeated him.

Arthur Dayne is the bravest knight in the Seven Kingdoms, and people call him the Sword of Dawn! "

As Jon Connington spoke, it seemed as if he was recalling some beautiful picture.
Aegon also felt a little funny when he heard this, Rhaegar was so fierce but was hammered to death by Robert!

This shows that fighting still depends on luck, and it is obvious that Robert's luck is better than Rhaegar's.

"He won the tournament?" Daenerys asked.

"No! That time the champion belonged to another Kingsguard, but he won another, more important tournament!
Honestly, I'd rather he never won that title! "

This time, Jon Clinton's expression became heavy, and then he sighed:

"It was the tournament held by Lord He'an at Harrenhal by God's Eye Lake, in the year of the 'Wrong Spring'.

It was a splendid event, which, besides the joustings, had joustings of seven parties according to the ancient custom, with bows and ax-throwing contests, horse races and singers' contests, puppet shows, and many banquets and entertainments.

Master He'an has a lot of money and is even more generous. The huge bonus he announced attracted hundreds of challengers.

Even your venerable father, the Mad King, came to Harrenhal, and he had not left the Red Keep for many years.

The greatest lords and best warriors of the Seven Kingdoms gathered to gallop across the battlefield, only to be upstaged by the Prince of Dragonstone (Rhaegar's title). "

"Then he put the queen's laurel crown of love and beauty on Lyanna Stark's head! I heard Viserys say it." Dany went on:

"His wife, Princess Elia, was there, and Rhaegar gave the Stark girl the laurels, and later abducted her from her betrothed. How could he do that?"

When she said this, Daenerys thought of Aegon's presence again, and turned her head and said:
"Your Majesty, I didn't mean to slander your father!"

Daenerys regretted her actions just now. Aegon was Elia's son, but she told him that Rhaegar loved another woman in front of him!
Aegon shook his head lightly: "It's okay, I know about it too! Maybe my father loves Lyanna more?"

"Viserys said it was all my fault for being born so late," Daenerys whispered.

She remembered vehemently denying it, going so far as to tell Viserys that it was his fault that he hadn't been born a girl.For the insult, he beat her hard.

"He said Rhaegar would have married me instead of Elia if I had been born earlier, and it would have been all the same. If Rhaegar could take pleasure in a wife, there would be no need for a Stark girl."

"Your Highness, don't say that, you can still marry Your Majesty, I believe he will be more wise than Prince Rhaegar!"

Daenerys blushed a little when she heard this, and turned to glance at Aegon.

Although she is not too resistant to becoming the queen of her nephew in her heart now, she still feels a little shy to say this in front of others.

Aegon quickly uttered a voice to defuse the embarrassment:
"Let's get rid of the army in front of us first, let someone report to them, just say that I want to meet them, and at the same time invite the mercenary captains to visit - but don't come together, let them separate."

Slave owners are keen on negotiating, or in other words, the entire continent of Essos is very keen on negotiating.

These people think that the price of some gold for a transaction is far less than going to war with an opponent.

So the Dothraki often blackmail the free city-states of the continent of Essos.

But Aegon just wanted to instigate these mercenary groups. After all, he had relatively few manpower now, so if he could reduce bloodshed, he would have to reduce bloodshed.

In the camp established by the Unsullied, the tents were lined up neatly, and in the center was the tall golden tent that belonged to the king.

Strong Belwas was sitting cross-legged in the nearby grass, eating a bowl of figs, when Aegon called him in.

When facing those people later, having such a fierce god can scare them even more.

Raistlin spread the rug, and Missandei lit a stick of incense, scenting the dusty air.

"Missandei, you should understand the language the Yunkai'i speak?" Aegon asked.

"Yes, Your Majesty," said the girl. "Although the accent is different from Astapor's, it is not far from it. You can understand it. The Yunkai slave traders call themselves 'Lord Lord'."

"Sage Lord?" Daenerys couldn't help snorting: "It's really ironic."

Ser Jon Connington returned an hour later with the three captains of the Stormcrows.

All three wore polished helmets with black feathers, and claimed equal honor and power.

Puranda na Gison was a stocky Ghis, with a broad face and black hair that had faded to gray.

The bald Salo had a crooked scar, which straddled the uniquely fair cheeks of the Qarthites.

Dario Na Harris' beard was trimmed into three and dyed blue to match the eyes and curls that fell to his neck.The pointed mustache is painted gold.

His eyes were the hottest on Daenerys, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

Speaking on behalf of the Mercenary Corps was Puranda Na Jisen.

"Take your rabble elsewhere, you took Astapor by trickery, but Yunkai'i is different."

"Five hundred storm crows against ten thousand Unsullied, even the most stupid people should understand that with such a disparity in strength, the chance of winning is very slim."

"Storm Crow is not alone," Puranda said.

"Stormcrows won't hold up at all. At the first sign of thunder and lightning, they'll flee—just as you're supposed to do now.

I've heard that mercenaries have a bad reputation for being disloyal, if the Second Sons change sides, what good is your persistence?"

"That's impossible," Puranda said unmoved. "Even if it happens, it doesn't matter. The Second Sons are nothing. We will fight alongside the steadfast Yunkai'i forces."

Aegon took a sip from his glass, "The slave masters of Yunkai only know how to train bed slaves, they don't know how to fight at all.

Once there is war, there will be no mercy, but if you join us now, you will not only keep the money paid by the Yunkai people, but also share an extra share of the spoils. Help me restore the country in the future, and it will be rich and rich, and the enjoyment is endless.

Think about it, the reward for fighting for the lords will be death.

Do you think the Yunkai'i will open the gates and help you while my Unsullied slaughter you from below the walls?"

"You can't shake the Stormcrows with these sweet words! You're nothing but a brat!"

"Little brat? If I hadn't promised your safety, I would have chopped off your head by now."

Aegon laughed and said, "I am Aegon Targaryen, King of the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros, descendant of the Dragon King of ancient Valyria.

If you choose not to surrender, my army will tear you to pieces! "

"Valyria is long gone, you're nothing more than a ragged king in exile!" said Puranda na Gison. If they are interested in you, they will even rape you."

Belwas immediately drew his arakh. "Your Majesty, let Strong Belwas cut out his disgusting tongue."

"Belwas, I have guaranteed the safety of these people." Aegon waved him back, then got up and said:
"This is your last chance. If you are willing to surrender to me, my conditions remain the same, but if you are still stubborn, I will lead the army of the Unsullied to tear you apart. I will wait for your reply tomorrow."

The captains of the Stormcrows stood up at the same time.

"Our answer is no." Puranda na Jisen said, and then led his companions out of the tent.

Dario Na Harris glanced back at Daenerys as he left, and gave Daenerys a wink.

(End of this chapter)