Gao Wunan's Legend of Wushuang

Tonight, doomed to sleepless.

Chapter 14 Buying a Slave

Astapor, a city on the coast of Slaver's Bay, at the mouth of the Worm River, is the city of the Sons of the Harpy, whose emblem is a harpy: a woman's body, bat's wings, eagle's legs and scorpion's Tail, its claws clutching open manacles, the statue is carved into the crumbling wall of the harbor gate where the Good Lord ruled the city.

Compared with the slave trade of other city-states, this city is famous for a special kind of slave it produces - the Unsullied.

Slave masters from Pentos, Myr, and Volantis, the three island cities of Loras, Tyrosh, and Lys, and the two inland cities of Norvos and Qohor, with their guards and Female slaves, they paid gold, spices, and slaves, and paid a high price just to choose their favorite guards—the Unsullied.

"Anyone can see how excellent this batch is." The fat and tender slave trader made an exaggerated expression, and his big fleshy hands patted the slave's body vigorously, as if showing the teeth of an animal to a customer, " Don't be fooled by appearances, Outlander, other warriors may be stronger, quicker, or taller than the Unsullied, perhaps even equal in their skill with swords, shields, and spears, but you won't find them anywhere in the world. Soldiers who know better obedience than they do."

The object of the trade was a group of warriors in leather armor and spiked helmets. Their races covered all over the world, the Free Cities, the white Qarth, the ebony Summer Islanders, and some other races I don’t know people.

Even standing in front of them, their faces remained unchanged, expressionless, as if they were punched out of the same mold.

The man touched his chin, and behind him stood a row of Dothraki warrior guards, like a customer who came from afar to select slaves. He asked the translator to translate the content he needed to express into Valyrian, "I have I just heard about the loyalty of the Unsullied, but I heard that they were all castrated, will this affect their strength?"

"Old-fashioned bargaining skills." The slave trader thought to himself, and he skillfully said another set of rhetoric, "It is true that eunuchs are not as strong as knights, but they have no unnecessary troubles, except for training, which they have been trained since they were five years old. Practice from dawn to dusk every day, until you are proficient in dagger, shield and three kinds of spears. And with eunuchs as guards, you don't have to worry about them climbing up the bed of the mistress or your concubine one day."

After finishing speaking, the slave merchant laughed wretchedly, "If you buy this batch of goods, I will give you a pair of twin female slaves, guaranteed to be virgins."

The man nodded, "Yes, you really impressed me. How many Unsullied do you have?"

The slave trader was ecstatic in his heart, and made a pitiful expression on purpose, "I am just a little son of the Harpy, one hundred Unsullied, this is the most quota I can take out now."

"Then, it's a deal!" The man motioned, and a Dothraki walked out behind him, pointing out that a box of gold was still under the feet of the slave trader, "This is yours, and besides that, I have other questions for you." .”

"At your service, my lord." The slave trader grabbed the gold, and after confirming that it was real gold, the fat on his face wrinkled into a ball.

"Very good." The man was very satisfied with the attitude of the other party, and said, "You know, the Dothraki Sea has always been unstable, and a hundred Unsullied is far from enough to protect my caravan. I need more Unsullied, Can you tell me, who can sell it to me?"

The man, or Wu Feng, is currently a merchant who buys slaves in the Dothraki Sea. In order to ensure the safety of himself and the caravan, he needs to buy more Unsullied guards.

"One hundred Unsullied is enough to protect you! My lord!" The slave trader tried hard not to show doubts, "Even for the Battle of Quhor, there are only three thousand Unsullied."

"No one thinks too much gold, and nothing is more precious than life." Wu Feng flicked his nails, "I never think too many guards, and I will never be stingy with gold for my own safety."

A bag of gold coins is still in front of the slave trader, "Introduce me, this is yours."

"It's a great honor." A greedy gleam appeared in the eyes of the slave trader. He whispered a few words to the butler beside him, and warmly invited Wu Feng to his mansion as a guest. big names in the city.

In the evening, the step-shaped pyramid stands tall, with all kinds of trees, vines, and flowers planted on it. The good lords light up silk lanterns of various colors, covering Astapor with a layer of Gorgeous halo.

Yachts are cruising in the Worm River, and the laughter of men and women can be heard from time to time. The streets are made of red bricks, and the red bricks also have stepped pyramids, deeply dug into the ground and seats with circles that gradually descend. Colosseums, sulfurous fountains, dark wine shops, and ancient walls surrounding the city.

The city suddenly became lively. Elephants carrying lattice boxes and being driven by the driver passed by one after another. Children in scantily clad clothes ran after them happily. Most of them were children of citizens, dressed in yellow silk Soldiers in cloaks and linen coats looked more like a ghostly outing than a patrol, their straight red and black hair twisted into weird shapes like ugly horns.

In the punishment square in the main gate of Astapor, they saw wooden stakes being erected one after another, and rebellious slaves were cut off and bound to them. Blood loss and exposure to the sun made some surviving slaves dying, but more had already died. Dead, the stench of corpses filled the air.

A group of dragging slaves stopped in front of Wu Feng. The slaves kept a humble look and knelt down. They were all naked. There were women, but no children. There were signs of whipping on their bodies. The overseer was a strong Doss The Rak, holding five tangled whips, proudly tattooed a harpy in chains on his muscular chest.

"Bricks and blood made Astapor, and bricks and blood made her people." Brian murmured beside Wu Feng, "Your Majesty, this is an ancient poem taught to me by a bachelor. So true are the bricks of Astapor red with the blood of the slaves who made them."

"Are you pitying them, Brian?"

"In my hometown, those convicted of crimes can choose to wear black robes, garrison the Great Wall, or pay the price according to the law, but even the king has no right to deprive anyone of their freedom."

"The change from slavery to feudalism." What Wu Feng said was more like some kind of prophecy or declaration, "The backward system has become a weapon used by oppressors who want extravagance to ravage slaves, but when the time for change comes, injustice and hatred It will be the fuel that burns everything, and the city will be reborn in blood and fire."

"My lord! You are so merciful that even the weak Lazarin people can be saved by you. Your subject Brian begs you to show some mercy to these poor people." Brian hated this scene so much, this It reminded him of the cattle and sheep raised in his hometown.

"True freedom is never bestowed by others." Wu Feng answered him like this, "You need to know that the salvation of the body alone cannot change everything."

Brian showed doubts, but the king obviously had no interest in talking anymore, so he could only follow behind him step by step.

Chapter 15 The Good Lord

After a while, a group of people came to an ivory-white room next to the tower. Two girls dressed in translucent gold-painted gauze, revealing creamy white delicate skin, looked exactly the same, delicate and beautiful, with light blue eyes and blond hair bowed their heads kneel.

The slave trader's steward handed over the chain representing the owner to Wu Feng's hand, and the other side was the collar connecting the necks of the two girls.

"They are yours now, I hope you like this city." The butler, who was also a slave but with a higher price, bowed and saluted, with a humble and flattering smile on his face.

Brian noticed that the two girls said something hastily to the butler, but in exchange for the other party's complete indifference, he hurriedly saluted and went to the kitchen to prepare tonight's feast for the distinguished guests.

"What were they talking about?" he asked the interpreter next to him.

"They call him father, my lord," replied the interpreter.

Brian showed disbelief, "He just gave his daughter to someone else with his own hands."

"A slave has no property, not even his own children."

"But his expression is not sad, and even joyful." The king who didn't care about serving was beside him, and Brian couldn't help asking.

"Because he has accomplished the task entrusted by his master excellently, this will help him win the favor of the master and prove his loyalty." The translator has obviously been familiar with such a scene, "In Astapor, can It would be a privilege to be a slave to serve sons and daughters to honored guests."

Brian fell silent for a moment, and suddenly remembered what the king said just now: "Salvation of the body alone can't change everything!"

Brian bowed his body humbly, touched his forehead and said, "Your Majesty, compared to yours, my pathetic wisdom is like a torch next to the sun, insignificant."

Wu Feng waved his hand, he stepped over the courtiers who worshiped on the ground, stepped into the white house, enjoyed the dinner specially prepared for him, bathed under the costumes of two beautiful maids, and put on the clothes that Astapot had. Bright clothing.

In the backyard, he received the hundred Unsullied he had purchased.

The Unsullied were arranged in a neat phalanx, their faces expressionless, as motionless as a rock.

"Not long ago, you were bought by me. According to the rules here, your freedom, life, and loyal subjects from now on belong to me. Now, tell me your names."

The Unsullied looked directly at them. They were indeed the most elite soldiers, and they called out their names one by one, "Black bugs, green grasshoppers, wasps, green slugs, blood flies..."

The Unsullied do not have a fixed name, they decide their name for the day by randomly drawing a name tag from a bucket every day.There are two words written on each nameplate, one for color and one for bug.

But they are the best guards, they never rob or rape, they have no sexual desire because of being castrated, they obey orders completely, and their pain is extremely weak compared to ordinary people.

"From today, you can have a fixed name." Wu Feng's first order made the eyes of the Unsullied people flash, but the instinct of obedience made them obey.

"The second order, from today onwards, you will have a more noble status and fight for me as Xinyuli's soldiers."

The Unsullied stirred slightly at this order, which meant that they were no longer slaves, but free men.

In fact, as the best soldiers in the continent of Essos, some Unsullied were once freed, but they were all obtained by making contributions to their masters.

"Yes, my lord!"

The Unsullied agreed and waited for the third order.

"Very good." Wu Feng nodded, "The last order, I don't care what method you use, contact your colleagues and tell them that when the next morning comes, they will have a new identity, and then let them hold the spear Target the right people."

These words made it difficult for the Unsullied to remain calm. An Unsullied said, "My lord, the Unsullied will not betray their master, just like we did to you."

"Of course, I respect the tradition of the Unsullied, but what if I buy all the Unsullied?"

"That's impossible, my lord!"

"Nothing is impossible. Now, do my bidding."

Despite doubts, the Unsullied still resolutely carried out Wu Feng's order. They walked out of the mansion one by one and went to every corner of the city.

When dusk fell, the slave trader returned to the mansion excitedly. He said loudly to Wu Feng: "Oh! My friend! After my persuasion, the great benevolent Lord is finally willing to receive you. Get your gold ready. I come."

They stepped up the steps from the pyramid, and under the watchful eyes of the Unsullied guards, they reached the center of the largest one, and pushed open the stone doors on both sides. This was a huge and empty hall, and the dark space was illuminated by the grease torches on both sides. .

On the high platform in front of the hall, the obese bodies of the three benevolent lords glistened under the firelight. The one on the left said in a shrill and high-pitched voice, "Strange foreigner, you want to buy the Unsullied?"

Brian took the initiative to take a step forward, bowed and said, "Respected good lord, my master has come with sincerity and gold. He is willing to spend huge sums of money for the loyal name of the Unsullied, as long as you are willing."

The good lord on the right also said in his greasy voice: "But you have already bought a hundred Unsullied, each of them is a warrior of one against ten, and the combination is even stronger. These 100 people are enough to resist a Doss army." Kou of the Lakk."

"The Dothraki Sea is not peaceful. There are Dothraki, mercenaries, robbers and even beasts. What's more, my master is a big businessman who shuttles between various city-states. He needs enough warriors to protect the caravan."

The good master nodded, he naturally knew that what the other party said was not wrong, the reason why what he said earlier was just a means of raising the price, they looked at each other, this time it was the good master who was in the middle who spoke: "We can I will sell you 500 Unsullied, but the price will increase by [-]%. Of course, as a difference, we can provide you with food for [-] people for ten days."

"500 people..." At this time, Wu Feng said, "This is far from enough, I need all the Unsullied in your hands."

The good lords made mocking voices, "Gentile, do you know how many Unsullied people there are in Astapor?" Before Wu Feng could answer, he shouted sharply, "7000 people! We have seven thousand Unsullied people , They exchanged gold enough to fill a large ship, do you have so much gold?"

"Since I open my mouth, I can naturally pay the same amount of wealth. I wonder if a few of you can meet my small request?"

Wu Feng's answer was obviously beyond the expectations of the Good Lord. They looked at each other, and finally the highest-ranking Good Lord answered: "We can't trust you, Gentile, but for the sake of gold, you can get up to three thousand unlimited Defiler, if you can afford it."

"I want everything." Ignoring the other party's refusal, Wu Feng said slowly, "I will pay a price that you cannot refuse."

"Ha! There is nothing in this world that we can't refuse! Our gold is like an iron vault, we have countless servants and slaves, young and beautiful female slaves for us to choose, what else in this world we don't have!"

"If it is eternal life!"

"...We are the true rulers of Astapor, and the lives of countless people are under our control. Even the most powerful khal in the Dothraki Sea can only stop under the high walls of our city-state... what? ……What did you say?!"

"I mean, I can give you eternal life, a young body, an immortal body, and a long lifespan." The man's black eyes shone with an unknown light under the dancing light of the fire.

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Chapter 16 Lies

eternal life!How tempting!Throughout the ages, countless powerful people have pursued something, and how many kings are willing to exchange land and laurel crowns for it, but now some people say that it can be used as a bargain.

However, the faces of the good lords showed anger, and they roared down: "Eternal life is just a lie of those blue lips of Qarth! Despicable wizard, your lies can't deceive the great good lord!"

boom!The gate was opened, and a row of Unsullied rushed in. They surrounded Wu Feng and his party in a circle, pointing their sharp spear points at each other, waiting for an order before piercing the offender on the spear point.

The slave trader leading the way was so frightened that he scrambled and rolled out from under the feet of the Unsullied, shivering in a corner.

The Dothraki warrior next to Wu Feng drew his sword and let out a threatening roar. The situation at the scene was about to explode, and the hall was about to be soaked in blood.

"Why don't you witness it with your own eyes! Everyone!" A sudden voice interrupted the tense atmosphere, and the speaker was Wu Feng, "I will demonstrate this miracle live, and you will use your own eyes to witness whether what I said is true."

The Good Lord communicated in a low voice. Although he didn't believe what the foreigner said, the temptation of eternal life was too amazing, and they quickly discussed a countermeasure.

"Stupid lie, we should hang him, along with those bloody slaves."

"Agree!"

"Wait a minute, my friend, he looks confident. What if it's true?"

"Why don't we give it a try, there is no loss to us anyway."

The last of the Good Lords gave their reply: "I hope you have not deceived us, Gentile, or you will realize what a terrible mistake it is to deceive the Good Lord."

After a while, an old slave is brought up, your white hair is disheveled, your teeth are loose, you are bony, covered with sores and brown spots, he has served his master all his life, but when he was old, he was once The owner ruthlessly abandoned it and lived on food waste and bad water.