In the hot air, the already dry surface was covered with baked dust, and an army of 10,000 Unsullied was stationed in a barren plain somewhere on the eastern coast of Essos, quietly awaiting their queen's orders.

Surrounded by troops, the Queen's tent was surrounded by a carpet of maids who lit incense and diffused the smell of dust in the air around them.

Two young dragons lay asleep on a pile of mats, and the third lay on the knee of a silver-haired girl, their white and gold wings fluttering occasionally, kicking up a cloud of dust on the ground.

Sitting in the tent, the silver-haired girl looked a little absent-minded, her fingers unconsciously scratching the young dragon's neck, but her eyes always looked out of her mind.

A brown-skinned maid sat on her knees and stood up after lighting incense, and when she saw the queen's appearance at this time, she couldn't help but comfort: "Kalixi, if you can conquer 10,000 unsullied people with dragons, you can use them to occupy Yuankai again, there is nothing to worry about." ”

"Trickery is different from war, trickery can be clever, but war means bloodshed." The girl replied absentmindedly, then sighed, "But I'm not worried about that. ”

Hearing her say this, the white-bearded old man on crutches on the side couldn't help but ask, "Are you still struggling with the oracle incident not long ago?" ”

The girl shook her head and did not speak.

Seeing this, the white-bearded old man was helpless.

All that should have been said had been said, but at the moment Her Majesty the Queen, who was full of potential, could not listen to anything.

Now, Whitebeard Astan doesn't think anything more will do anything, so he has to change his mind.

"Your Majesty, all I can say is to speak with facts."

His words were concise and to the point. Hearing this, the silver-haired girl couldn't help but glance at him, and a smile flashed in her eyes. Then she sat up straight, stared out of the tent and took a deep breath.

Not long ago, thanks to dragons and stratagem, she had obtained an army of 10,000 slaves from a city of Slave Bend, and now this is her first stop on the march into Westeros.

There are many cities around Slave Bend on the continent of Essos, but there are not many ports that have enough for her army to carry ships.

At the moment, the city named Yuankai is probably one, but despite the advantage in numbers, it is obviously impossible for the other party to give up the city.

So negotiations are inevitable, and today is the day of negotiations.

No one knows the outcome, but she is prepared for it - she is left with only two choices, kneel and surrender, or lie down.

Gazing waited, and soon after, Jorah. The Knight of Mormont arrived at the tent with three leaders of the mercenary group hired by the enemy.

One has black gray hair and a broad face and is tall, the other is bald and short with a scar on his face, and the last one is light and has a colorful beard.

Yuankai is known for his training**, and he is not good at armies and wars, so Daenerys is mainly facing these mercenaries who talk with money in this negotiation.

She had expected that the three of them would introduce themselves or pretend to be disdainful to provoke their opponents, all of which Whitebeard had already told her before, and she was prepared for something.

However, the first words they said were somewhat unexpected.

After glancing at each other, the gray-haired one of the three said, "The three leaders of the Raven Clan, the Titan bastard of the Second Son Regiment, and the nine Mavens of Yuankai are all our people at present. ”

"So?" Daenerys wondered why they didn't play their cards by the same pattern, and the old white-bearded man beside her looked at them warily.

"So, Yuankai is yours, beautiful queen." The man bowed.

There was a very large amount of information hidden in the understatement, and many people in the camp couldn't help but be stunned.

Even if you thought that the enemy would be timid when they saw their strength, or even surrender directly, no one would have expected them to surrender so quickly!

Is there a deception in it?

After being stunned for a long time, Daenerys couldn't help but ask: "I'm honored to accept your surrender, but, what do you need?" ”

Everyone knows that no matter where the good things are delivered, there will be no such thing, and even if you surrender, there will be demands, unless the other party is a fool.

"We don't need the Queen's benefits." However, the black-haired fool replied, "We only surrender." ”

Hearing this, Daenerys didn't answer, and the Knight of Chorah on the side suddenly spoke: "With all due respect, I find it hard to believe that you really surrendered, or if you are planning some kind of conspiracy. ”

He said this a little unkindly, and the silver-haired girl glanced at him reproachfully, but she didn't say anything.

This was also her question.

The three of them couldn't help but glance at each other, but instead of responding, they raised their arms and brushed their cheeks.

So in the blink of an eye, the original three mercenary group leaders turned into three strange men, with calm faces and polite manners standing in front of everyone.

"All the good lords in the city are our people, and their armies will not rebel against you."

The man repeated.

Daenerys was both dazed and stunned by the sudden change, and it was only after the maid whispered in his ear that she could react.

"You are...... The Faceless? ”

"We are nobodies." The man replied.

"I'm grateful that you guys helped me, but why?" Daenerys stared at them warily, "The price of hiring the Faceless is high, and I probably won't be able to pay your commission." ”

"You don't have to pay, beautiful queen." The faceless man with his beard dyed said, "The allies of the Nameless will pay for the Queen's victory. ”

"Allies?" The girl was stunned when she heard this, "Who is it?" ”

"An ally is an ally." The other person replied: "You are on the Great Wall, you are very clever, and your ally has asked someone to come and help you." ”

"Help me?"

"Yes, help you, the allies need the queen to go to Westeros as soon as possible."

"Who is he? My father's supporters? ”

"He's a wizard." The other party said knowingly: "The magical wizard is not from Char, nor is he a native of Westeros, he fell from the sky. ”

"Wizard?" Hearing this, the banished knight frowned, and after carefully glancing at the three faceless ones several times, he turned his head to look at the silver-haired girl.

"Karisi, wizards and the like cannot be trusted at all, there must be deception in them. And as far as I know, there are no wizards on the Wall. ”

"But in Westeros, there is indeed a wizard." Whitebeard on the other side took his crutches and said, "Knight Chorah, your news is outdated. A wizard who fell from the sky, no one knows where he came from, but his means are amazing. ”

"Like a lizard kind of wizard?" The girl asked curiously.

"It's different." Whitebeard replied, "That one doesn't pretend to be a ghost, he has real skills." ”

"Really?"

"That's right, real skills, black brings evil and chaos, and that wizard is black, with black hair and black eyes, and many people believe that he is a demon."

"Black hair, black eyes?" The girl was thoughtful.

"What does he look like?"

"This ......," Whitebeard hesitated.

In fact, he only glanced at Stark in the crowd when the Lannister beheaded him, and then left Westeros. I can't really describe the specific appearance, but I generally have a memory.

So the old man slowly recounted what he had remembered.

The silver-haired girl was calm at first, but the more she listened, the more strange her face became, confused, stunned, dazed, and finally thoughtful.

"Wizard ......"

Just when she was thinking a lot about it, a sudden change happened.

A dragon's roar suddenly sounded not far from the tent, interrupting her contemplation, the sound was full of pain and struggle, Daenerys heard this voice and her heart trembled, and she hurriedly turned her head to look, only to find that the young dragon Zhuo Geng, who should have been asleep, had begun to glow outward!

Dazzling bright light! Light like the sun!

As the light shrouded, the black young dragon's entire body grew bigger and bigger, originally no more than the size of a hound, but it continued to expand and grow wildly under the exclamation of everyone, and finally turned into a behemoth, and even completely opened the tent!

The crowd screamed in panic, and the monster that had transformed from a young dragon into a giant dragon roared angrily, and then kicked its hind limbs hard, flapping its wings violently and leaving the place!

This situation was unexpected, and everyone in the camp stared blankly at the black dragon shadow in the distance, all full of shock and confusion.

Everything they had just talked about was completely disrupted by this incident, and the three faceless men looked up at the dragon shadow that was getting farther and farther away

Whitebeard and Knight Chora were shocked: "Your Majesty, your dragon ......"

"My dragon ......" the silver-haired girl was equally at a loss.