Game of Thrones: The Strongest Dragon Mother

Chapter 153

In the early morning of the next day, the fences that had been burned once were scattered on the yellow mud floor, and wisps of white smoke emerged from the hot black carbon, carrying the choking burnt and disgusting stench, spreading across Yunkai. In the mist on the outskirts of the city.

You can vaguely see groups of yellow silk cloaks rummaging for something on the ground through the mist, and you can vaguely hear rustling walking and low-pitched voices

Soon, the first ray of golden sunlight broke through the white mist, bringing warmth and light to the ravaged land, and also brought a broad and clear vision to the Gist generals surrounding the camp.

The charred traces stretched for 10 kilometers. Except for the first kilometer, the land behind was relatively empty and tidy. There was only an orderly arrangement of black spots, like the ring scars on the monk's head, which were all traces of bonfires.

"Well, it's obvious that most of the space in the front and middle camps doesn't even have camp tents at all, and the countless traces of bonfires are naturally not soldiers' stoves, um, empty stoves.

General Grazdan, we have been fooled by a neat little trick. "

The Tattered Prince sat tall and straight in his high saddle, and his voice was so loud that the whole venue could hear him.

He was riding on a tall and strong gray war horse. There were countless strips of cloth dragging around the two hind legs of the big gray horse. They were all cut and sewn from the enemy's burqa by the commander himself after killing the enemy. of.

"Prince, we need victory. At the special moment of the fall of Meereen, our soldiers need victory to rebuild their confidence." Grazdan said in a low voice.

"We all understand the importance of morale, so we didn't expose your lies." The ragged prince looked around and lowered his voice, "Soldiers blatantly announced your great achievements in the city: the company was burned for 20 miles, and you paid 500 gis The elite cavalry destroyed 3000 enemies, and the Mother of Dragons left only [-] Unsullied who were besieged by the Yunkai army."

"Ahem, ahem, the rear camp is indeed surrounded by us." Grazdan blushed and said unnaturally.

“500骑兵围困1500无垢者和2500民兵？”褴衣亲王瞥了渊凯战神一眼，淡淡道：“真实情况却是你昨晚砍死、烧死1万个稻草人和47个佣兵、364个吉斯卫士。

If it weren't for the fact that you only brought 500 people and your troops were insufficient, our more than 900 captured soldiers tied to the front battalion would have died. "

"At least this time we finally found out the truth of the enemy, and let Yunkai's army and civilians be high-spirited, and regained their confidence in defeating that woman." His Excellency the God of War said, poking his neck.

"So, the back camp must be won?" Zidane asked.

"Of course." Grazdan said seriously: "The woman will return to Yunkai with a large army and countless provisions at some point, so we can't besiege the rear camp for a long time.

But if we leave the rear battalion alone, not only our morale will be severely hit, but also the enemy's arrogance will be increased, and the soldiers and siege equipment in the enemy camp will be used by that woman. "

The Ragged Prince nodded in agreement: "From a tactical point of view, Yunkai and the Mother of Dragons will have a head-to-head battle sooner or later, and we should eat some of her elite soldiers while the enemy's main force is away.

I think that when the Mother of Dragons returns and sees the heads of fifteen hundred Unsullied beings planted on both sides of the road, as proud as she is, she will become angry and become less rational. "

Meris and Danzuo on the side all changed their complexions drastically when they heard the words. They never thought that the leader would deal with the Mother of Dragons in such a ruthless way.

You must know that they signed a contract before, the Windblown can stay in Yunkai, but they must work without any effort, and they must not be stained with the blood of the Mother of Dragons soldiers.

What happened to the leader?

The two were puzzled.

"Hahaha, that's it! 4000 slaves didn't disturb her mood, but the heads of [-] soldiers must have made her furious—whether she really loved the soldiers or protected the reputation of the 'Legendary God of War' from being tarnished, she We will no longer be able to maintain a state of mind that is as cold as ice, and if we make mistakes in the chaos, we will have a chance of victory." Grazdan laughed.

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency! You have completely grasped that woman's mind." A general of Guise praised.

"Of course, I am also the God of War." Grazdan looked up at the rising red sun in the east, looking lonely as a hero, "Only a hero can understand a hero. Don't admit it, we are both lonely people - on top of everyone, can we not be lonely and arrogant?

In the past few decades, I have experienced thousands of battles, big and small, and I have won every time. I am very lonely and very proud.

Therefore, after the defeat in Baiyangpo that day, my mood was almost frantic to the point of collapse, and I could not relax for a long time.

Such a state of mind caused me to make successive mistakes in judgment in the following days, until the great and sacred victory last night—"

The Prince in Ragged Clothes said with a wooden face: I have a big ear, I wonder if you want to eat it?

Grazdan, who finally defeated the Dragon Queen once and was about to defeat the second time, didn't notice the constipated expressions of the people around him, and said with emotion: "I can best understand her mood at this time, and I have beaten her several times in succession. You must be proud and proud when you win a battle, but as long as you encounter a major setback, it is like falling from the top of the mountain to the bottom, and it is difficult to have a chance to stand up."

"Your Excellency, the opponent's military strength is quite large, more than 4000 people, including [-] Unsullied, I'm afraid they won't be able to win in a short time." Meris couldn't help interjecting.

"Hmph, can't the [-] elites of our Windblown Brigade take down a thousand Unsullied?" The Ragged Prince blankly glanced at the torturer, then looked at Grazdan and said, "I don't know how many troops your lord intends to send out? "

"all!"

"All?" The Great Wise Lord propped his palms on the table and shouted out of composure: "Grazdan, are you crazy? Our purpose is to defend Yunkai. If you take all the troops out of the city, what will Yunkai do?"

"My lord, please listen to my analysis"

This time, Grazdan, who had the draft in hand, systematically explained the "psychology of the ever-victorious God of War" to all the sages and great masters present here.

Seeing that everyone showed signs of enlightenment, he concluded: "Maybe her heart is more solid than mine, but she is only 15 years old, and she just miraculously defeated Meereen, and suddenly saw the heads of 4000 confidant soldiers. Are you angry?

Don't forget the 'crazy blood' gene of the Targaryen family!When she goes crazy, we have a chance to win. "

"Is there something wrong with your brain?" Yazan stared at the yellow eyes and shouted: "If the city is broken, the dragon queen who is driven crazy by you is likely to massacre the city."

"Hiss..." Everyone gasped and looked hesitant.

The great sage suddenly spoke, and said lightly: "Yes."

"what?"

"Grazdan, [-] newly formed Ghis militiamen remain in the city. They are new recruits, more than enough to defend the city, but completely unqualified to fight in the field.

You can take [-] gladiators, [-] Ghis warriors and [-] mercenaries out of the city, and the remaining [-] mercenaries will cooperate with the Ghis recruits to defend the city.

I only have one request, to kill those Unsullied! "The Great Wise Lord looked at the Yunkai God of War, and the words popped out from between his teeth, with a cold and decisive expression.

"Mourinho, are you crazy?" Shit Yazan said in disbelief.

"It's not that I'm crazy, it's you, you"

The great sage nodded at Yazan with his right index finger, and then scanned all the sages and great lords one by one, "You seem to have forgotten one thing, we have killed [-] slaves!

The way she's done with Astapor, almost every male in our family will be executed after the fall of Yunkai.

The worst result is like this, even if she is crazy, can she kill us twice or three times? "

"This..." Even Yazan was silent.

After a while, he smiled wryly and said, "I told you earlier, don't be so extreme, Yunkai is different from Astapor, you guys

Alas, it's too late to say anything now.

Grazdan, are you confident that you can take down the camp of 4000 people in one day? "

The Yunkai God of War waved his hand domineeringly, and said proudly: "It doesn't take a day, with absolute strength, you will be able to see my messenger before dark today."

"Report—————————"

It was only three o'clock in the afternoon, and all the sages and great masters were sitting silently in the hall in a daze. A yellow silk cloak was rushing up from the bottom of the pyramid under the bright and scorching sun.

"Oh, so fast?!" The slave owners stood up in unison, and looked towards the gate of the palace with a happy face.

The Great Sage took a few steps forward from his seat, and hurriedly shouted from a long distance: "Are you the messenger of General Grazdan?"

"I, I, I am..." Huangsi Cloak's cheeks were flushed, and he was sweating profusely. The intense running almost made him breathless.

"Very good, I understand!" The Great Wise Lord turned around, held up his hands, and shouted, "Congratulations to the Yunkai God of War Grazdan!"

"Grazdan, Grazdan! God of War Grazdan!"

All the sages in the palace, the great masters, the commander of Guise, and the yellow silk cloak all raised their hands and cheered wildly.

Even Yazan the Shit Man barely raised his right hand, and sighed to the sweetheart beside him: "Although I don't like that guy, Grazdan also deserves this great name. He is strong, brave, fearless, and unyielding. Quick thinking is a rare famous general in Yunkai in the past thousand years, 'Yunkai God of War', Yunkai's white jade pillar!"

Well, "Grazdan" was the name of a great man of the Gughis Empire.

"God of War Grazdan!" Gradually, even the guards outside the pyramid shouted.

Grazdan led an army of tens of thousands out of the city. Everyone saw it and knew what they were going to do.

Hearing such a cry from the Great Pyramid in the center of the city at this moment, the citizens naturally understood that Grazdan, the God of War, had once again defeated the evil Mother of Dragons.

As a result, the cheers of "God of War Grazdan" resounded throughout the city.

The city of Yunkai was immersed in a sea of ​​joy, and young people in toka robes even took to the streets to dance with strange girls on the road.

"Wow!" Amidst the laughter, the messenger burst into tears.

The Great Worthy Lord was stunned for a moment, but immediately understood that although Grazdan had won the battle, but the opponent had fifteen hundred Unsullied after all, this young man must have relatives who died in the battle.

"Hey, don't cry. To die for Yunkai is the best destiny for the sons of the Harpy," he comforted.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" the yellow silk cloak cried even harder.

"Look, this kid..." the great sage said to the sage beside him with a smile, "he lacks experience, so he should learn from our Iron-Blooded God of War."

"Great Lord, the Mother of Dragons is here! We are finished, and General Grazdan's army will be wiped out again!" the messenger wailed.

(End of this chapter)