Chapter 83: Chapter 83

Seven thousand years ago, the Old Empire of Ghis was one of the most advanced civilizations at the time. They prospered and ruled almost the entirety of the Essos continent.

But it only prospered for a millennia, the sudden rise of Valyria, Dragons, and its Magic civilization destroyed that empire in just several decades.

Unlike other Valyria Freeholds, the Ghis Empire was too close to the Valyrian Peninsula, leaving almost no pure blood descendant. At this time, the Ghis people in Slaver's Bay are all hybrids descended of the many races enslaved by the Empire and, later, the Freehold, with dense, dark amber skin and wiry hair with red highlights. They can't even speak Old Ghiscari as the tongue was forgotten long ago.

At this moment, the crazy haired Knight said to a fat Ghis man in accented Valyrian: "Good Master, I've helped bring them here.

Hey, those savage Andals cannot even speak in the Valyrian language, you should use a better translator."

Across the square is a 120-meter-high Great Pyramid, similar to a Mayan Pyramid in shape.

The Egyptian pyramids have a lot of steps, and the steps on each side of the pyramid can be climbed by people, but the number of steps in Astapor's pyramid is most commonly around 33, so each step is very high.

The Seven believe in the number '7', and the Ghis believe that '33' has the most mysterious meaning.

The pyramid is 120 meters high, and the leveled steps are 3.6 meters high.

In order to climb to the top, a normal staircase will be excavated on one of the large steps.

At this time, a comfortable and soft couch was placed on the large steps at the bottom, and there sat a tall fat man with brownish red skin who was wearing a Tokar robe with long gold tassels-like a long, loose, and drab bed sheet wrapped around his body and buckled at one shoulder. When walking, he needed to hold the robe with his left hand.

He's Kraznys mo Nakloz. Good Master, and slave dealer.

The slave-master's right hand holds a short leather whip and was pointing fingers at Dany and her entourage. His left hand picked up fruits and wine cups from the chopping board in front of him from time to time and sent them to his mouth, behind him there are a pair of twin girls fanning him gently.

"I have the best translator, she can speak all the local dialects in all corners of the world." Kraznys said, pointing to the girl beside him.

He also speaks in Valyrian, but with a strong Ghis accent.

Dany and the others have been standing by the fountain, waiting for the master's summon. When she heard their conversation, she couldn't help but wonder: 'Why do they think I can't speak Valyrian?'

A light flashed in Jorah's eyes, and calmly said: "I did it on purpose, I hope they think you only know the Westeros common language and Dothraki language."

Dany nods, and understands his caution.

"Hey, that Westeros bitch, look down," the slave trader Kraznys suddenly sat up and yelled at Dany by the fountain, "I sell meat, not iron, nor statues!"

The young girl interpreter shouted in a slightly lingering common language: "Mother of Dragons, from Lord Good Master, please appreciate the heroic appearance of the Unsullied Warriors!"

The girl is less than ten years old, a flat round face, dark skin, and a Naathi's characteristic golden eyes.

The Naathi live on Naath, an island near Basilisk Isles. Known as the "Peaceful People", and are considered the best slaves in the world by slavers.

Well they are considered cowardly more so than the Lhazar's "Lamb men".

Dany saw the Unsullied as soon as she came here.

On the left side of the square stood a row of soldiers wearing spiked helmets. They were lined up in ten columns, one hundred too each column. There was no emotion to them, their eyes were hollow, staring straight ahead, paying no attention to Dany or her group next to her.

"They stand neatly, but that doesn't represent battle strength. I want to know more about their training. It's not going to do me any good if their just trained too stand in line." Dany walked to the steps and said to the little girl with a smile.

The flat-faced little black girl glanced at her curiously and said to the slave-master: "The Westeros woman is very satisfied with them, but has no praise, she seems to want to lower the price, she also wants to know how the Unsullied are trained."

"Are Westeros pigs so ignorant?" the Good Master grumbled, wiping the sweat from his forehead, "Didn't her Barbarian husband tell her the '3000 Unsullied to protect Qohor' story?"

400 years ago, Old Valyria was destroyed in the cataclysm, and the political situation of the Essos continent thus changed dramatically. Gradually able to expand its power without restraint.

A Khal named Tenmo led his Khalasar, representing the Dothraki, westward into the Great Plains for the first time.

On the way, 20,000 screamers burned, looted, and swept through all the cities they passed.

Finally, they passed through the Forest of Qohor and stop under the city of Qohor.

Khal Tenmo used his light cavalry to overturn the heavy cavalry of the Qohor people, scaring the two sellsword organizations, Bright Banners and Second Sons, to abscond overnight.

Just a few hours before the city was destroyed, 3,000 Unsullied ordered by Qohor from Astapor finally arrived.

Astapor was more than 10,000 miles away from Qohor, and without a moment's rest, the battle of 3,000 light infantry vs 20,000 Arakh cavalry began immediately.

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In the end, Dothraki was perished of 12,000, and only the Unsullied with leather armor was perished of 2,400 people. Khal Tenmo, his sons, and Bloodriders all died in that battle.

The remaining 8,000 Dothraki walked to the Unsullied who still stood strong on the battlefield, and in turn took the initiative to cut off their braids and threw them at the feet of the Unsullied Warriors to admit defeat.

(P.S.: This story is true in "Song of Ice and Fire", but I personally feel that the author drank too much at the time, and he was confused. Even if the heavy cavalry turned stupid, but got beat ,however for the light infantry, both sides are just used frontal assault, no strategy was used, and the cavalry waits in leisure, and the infantry marches in a hurry… How is this possible?)

The defense of Qohor had become the Unsullieds promotional film, not to mention the Essos continent, even Westeros on the other side of the Narrow Sea has incorporated the legendary story into collection and had it widely circulated.

Kraznys ripped his huge mouth to smile exaggeratedly at Dany, "Tell her the story of the 3,000 Unsullied defending Qohor and make her startled. Tell it quickly, slave. Oh, it's so hot. Is Always Summer already here?"

The little slave girl vividly told the story in a lively tone, and finally concluded: "Dear guest, please rest assured, Unsullied in long lance and shields, everyone knows that their skill is incomparable."

Dany whispered to Jorah: "What happened to Khal Tenmo? Dothraki's face has been ruined by him for several lifetimes..."

She knows screamers very well, their martial skill is superb. They grew up on horseback, and are adept at bowing on horses, but are also fierce and unafraid of death, representing almost the strongest light cavalry.

She always thought that only the Westeros armored heavy cavalry could restrain them, but…

Looking at the Unsullied standing, wearing conical bronze helmets with a 30cm long spike on it, wearing only sleeveless leather armor, a 40cm long dagger hung at the waist, a 1 meter diameter wooden shield tied to the left wrist, and in their right hands a lance.

Standard light infantry attire.

How do they get to the Dothraki's cavalry that comes and goes like the wind and shoots arrows like rain?

"I guess that the first time Khal Tenmo saw the Unsullied, he underestimated the enemy. He probably sent the cavalry to directly attack the Unsullieds shields and long lances." Jorah considered his remarks.

3,000 Unsullied defending Qohor is a historical fact, not an illusory legend. They must have won the battle at that time. Otherwise, how can Qohor city be seen today?

Whitebeard stroked his beard and sighed: "The Dothraki are too direct, Khal Tenmo was the first to attack, which means that he may have been killed in the first wave.

The remaining Warriors wouldn't know how to change formation, so one wave after another went. If you switch to other armies, they may have collapsed when the casualties reached almost a third, but the opponent is the Unsullied. They don't back off nor panic."

Kraznys tapped the girl's little head with the short whip in his hand, and asked irritably, "What are those savage pigs talking about?"

"The two servants are boasting to the Unsullieds bravery," said the little translator.

"Hahaha, let them say it slowly, the more tempted that little bitch is, the more slaves will be bought later." The slave-master laughed a few times and clapped his hands and summoned a group of young female slaves in silk clothes and trousers, who walked up to Dany and the others and held up silk striped parasols for them.

Umbrellas don't help, Slaver's Bay is particularly hot and the sun has been beating down heat since Dawn. The thick red bricks of the Plaza of Pride are baked hot, and through the thick soles of ones shoes you can still feel the heat.

Waves of hot air rose, making Astapor's stepped pyramids around the square look like a mirage.

"Unsullied, my good slaves!" Kraznys shouted, raising the whip in his hand, "Put down your shield and lance, take off your leather armor, and let the Westeros women have a good look at your strong body."

"crash-bang!"

A thousand warriors like sculptures came to life at once, they bent down neatly and put down their shields and lances, and quickly undressed. They wore leather armor and silk trousers, leaving only the white linen wrapped around their waists and crotches and the spiked helmet on their heads.

Soon they stood up straight again so that the Queen of Westeros could take a closer look.

Dany really went to take a closer look, and sure enough, they all have strong and tall bodies.

The same eunuch, Belwas has a big belly like a sumo wrestler, but they all have more than four-pack abs.

The slave girl told her: "They are selected based on size, speed, and strength. They have been trained since the age of five. They practice every day from Dawn until dark, until they are proficient in the short sword, shield, and lance.

The training is so severe that only one of three boys survive, a fact as everyone knows.

There is a saying about the Unsullied – from winning the spiked helmet from that day on, the hardest life is over, and any mission from now on will be less severe than the original training."

Kraznys does not know the common language, but still listens while pretending to understand. Nodding, when the translator finished speaking, he said triumphantly: "Tell that Queen who lost her kingdom, my good slaves have been standing there since yesterday.

one day one night, without eating, or drinking.

Tell her that as long as I do not order the disbandment, the slaves will stand still until they fall; with her, even if nine hundred and ninety-nine fall on the brick and die on the ground, the last one will still stand motionless until his death. Tell her, this is the courage of the Unsullied."

When the serious-faced translator finished speaking, Whitebeard angrily used his hardwood cane and slammed into the ground and said to Dany in a low voice, "That's not courage, it's madness. Let's go, the people here are crazy!"

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