I Became the Mother of Dragons

After grooming, Dany gathers her men under the hills, and she rides a small silver horse, holding a young dragon in her hand and one on each shoulder.

Her silver horse walked past people on the dry red sand, she loudly shouted: "From this moment on, my Khas will be changed to Khalasar, and I will not go to Vaes Dothrak to join Dosh Khaleen you all. Would you like to follow me to a future where no one knows?"

"I do."

"Yes."

"We all do."

There was a chaotic, loud chorus of chorus from her Khas.

"Okay!" Dany, satisfied, shouted to the crowd again: "Jhogo, Aggo, Rakharo." There was no hesitation and resistance in them, only excitement and unconcealed joy.

Quaro, who wasn't named, looked dejected and disheartened. At this moment, he especially hated the "it is known" tradition of the three-person Bloodrider.

Sure enough, Dany got off her horse, walked over to the three young Dothraki, and handed Jhogo the silver-handled whip that hung from the saddle.

"This silver-handled whip is my bridal gift, here I give it to you, and appoint you as Bloodrider and ask your oath that will live and die as blood of my blood, riding at my side to keep me safe from harm."

Jhogo solemnly took the whip and hung it around his waist, then pulled out the Arakh with a "swish" one-knee kneels, the Arakh held in both hands at the level of the forehead.

"Blood of my blood." He said loudly.

As a promise.

Dany took his Arakh, then pulled Jhogo up herself, and put the Arakh back in its scabbard.

"Blood of my blood." She promised back in Dothraki fashion.

Then followed by Aggo and Rakharo, who sent their double arc dragon bone longbow and gold plated Arakh respectively.

The three weapons are Dany's bride gift, Drogo's Bloodriders gave her when they got married, Haggo gave her a whip, the Arakh was from Cohollo, and the longbow, which was taller than Dany was given by Qotho.

It was only a year ago, but now these people are gone…

The three new Bloodriders left the crowd and stood behind Dany, she looked up towards Quaro.

Meeting the hopeful look in his dimness, she said, "Quaro, I have an important mission for you."

"Have you seen my dragon? "She deliberately held up the White Dragon in her hand high, and the White Dragon awkwardly flapped its translucent membrane wings between her palms.

"In the future, they will be able to control the whole world, but now they are too fragile to fly. I need a loyal and brave 'Dragonsguard' to protect them, will you?"

"It's my honor, Khaleesi." Quaro raised his Arakh excitedly and swore aloud.

"Ser, you have sworn allegiance to me," Dany finally looked towards Knight, who had changed back to his Dothraki costume, "you will one day get a sword from me that is unparalleled in the world, and it will be made by true made Valyrian steel."

Jorah didn't repeat the oath process, just seriously nodded.

"It's noon, the weather is to hot, everyone go to your tent to rest first, and we will leave here in the evening." Dany made a decision.

"Where are we going?" Aggo asked.

Dany thought about it, in the original plot, they seemed to be marked by a comet in the sky.

But the question is, has anyone seen a comet that does not move in a fixed direction?

Comets are comets because they have no fixed observable coordinates, appear suddenly, and leave indefinitely.

For example, the Bleeding Star at this time – the name Dothraki gave it.

Last night, it suddenly appeared in the east near the horizon, a scarlet dot the size of a coin, trailing a tiny trail that was barely discernible, and it was almost impossible to find it without looking carefully.

As the night went by, it had risen a lot, changed direction and brightness.

In broad daylight, you can also see a tinge of blood red slightly south of the east, at an angle of 30 degrees to the horizon, like a long scratch on the blue face of the sky.

Following it, almost circling the ground. This is the Red Waste, and in this circle death looms.

In fact, in the original plot, Dany's Khas suffered heavy losses, the elderly and young children almost died, walking all the way, leaving behind all the corpses, almost a "elimination journey" with blood and death – All non-combatants were eliminated. Even her maid Doreah died.

Well, the weird thing is that Dany, whose husband just died and ten-month-old son was sacrificed to the devil by Maegi, didn't even confine herself to confinement, and walked through the Great Gobi for thousands of miles…and finally survived in one piece.

This…Dragon Dream works very well.

Dany came back to her senses from thinking, smiled and looked towards her subordinate, and asked, "Tell me where we can't go?"

Ser Jorah said first: " Can't go north, not to mention that Odo's Khalasar is waiting for us, even if we dodge, when we enter the Dothraki Sea, the first Khalasar we meet will devour your battered team and the Warriors will be slaughtered, the rest will be reduced to slaves.

The land of "sheepmen" south of the river is also not feasible, your team is too weak to resist even the ill-warranted nation. The Lhazar people hate the Dothraki and they have no reason to treat us well.

Avoid the goat villages and go down the river southeast to the ports of Meereen, Yunkai and Astapor…"

Rakharo warned immediately: "Martin told me that Khalasar of Pono was driving thousands of slaves there and that he was going to sell them at the slave market along Slaver's Bay."

Martin is a new Dothraki Warrior…well, can't be considered a newcomer, he was originally Drogo Khalasar's screamer, and left with Odo in the confusion.

It is now considered "return to the original owner" and has been subdued by Dany's "The Unburnt", "Mother of Dragons" identity.

Well, Dothraki is secretly calling her "The Unburnt" and "Mother of Dragons".

"Those slaves were taken from Khal Drogo, Pono doesn't like the gold medal left by Khal because slaves are more valuable," Aggo added.

"The only way is to go south and pass through the Red Waste." Dany looked at their solemn expressions and sighed: "When you get to the beach, whether you go to Free Cities or find a place rich in products to farm..…"

"Farming?" Jorah weird.

"My dragon is too small." Dany mumbled.

As a super late-stage "hero" of course, one should try to develop as vulgarly as possible and not be rash.

No matter how miserable the early stage is, when the three dragons grow up, isn't the world hers?

When the time comes, let alone the resumption of the country, whether she is a Genghis Khan or Alexander the Great, let her be happy.

Doreah, who was standing behind Dany, said with a face full of fear: "Khaleesi, that is red earth wasteland, a desolate and terrifying devils land! Not only riding people know it, but I also learned from sailing merchants in Lys. Hearing its terrifying reputation, almost no one can get through the place where the devils and Hell creatures are entrenched."

"I'm not afraid of the devil, and you don't have to be afraid of any ghosts when you follow me." Dany reassured her, and also pulled her hand over, stroking the dragon in her arms, like a sheet of iron that has been scorched for a long time under the scorching sun, hot and fiery.

Waiting for the maid's emotions to be appeased, Dany orders to her subordinates: "Our Khalasar is small, but I decided to reorganize it."

"A force What's the most important thing?" she asked, looking around the crowd.

"Courage, courage without fear of death," Aggo said.

"The strongest Khal ," Rakharo immediately followed, "under the leadership of the strongest Khal , our team will be invincible, as Khal Drogo conquered the Great Grass Sea before."

"There are also war horses and tribes, many people and horses are powerful." Jhogo added.

Everything that could be thought of with Dothraki's knowledge and wisdom was said by the three Bloodriders. Quaro frowned for a long time, but still kept his mouth open and closed without saying a word.

"It's more important to coordinate the skills and tactics of soldiers with different arms," Ser Jorah said earnestly: "In Westeros, every Knight has to be trained since childhood, and a Master-At-Arms teaches them sword skills, riding skills, etc. movements for spears, bows and arrows.

Maesters teach the young nobles to count literature, astronomy and geography, and the genealogy of the major nobles. The art of arranging troops was taught by their fathers and brothers."

There is no doubt, from this dialogue, that the savage Dothraki are far from the Knight civilization.

"Do you have the command skills for large-scale wars?" she asked curiously.

There is an old saying in China: an army of a thousand is easily gained, but a good general is difficult to seek.

Dany's little Khalasar only has dozens of Warriors, so she doesn't need a brilliant commander, but what about the future?

"I have commanded an army of up to 2,000 people, that's…" His expression changed and his words stopped.

"That was when you overthrew my Prince fathers dynasty with North Duke Eddard Stark?" Dany indifferently said.

"Sorry, Her Highness." Jorah lowered his head and whispered.

"Don't be sorry, you are serving your monarch, there is nothing wrong with you." Dany waved her hand and continued the previous topic, "I think the most important thing in an army is a perfect system."

"What system?" Aggo wondered.

"First establish the Sergeant Head system, and then improve it step by step," Dany smiled at the doubtful eyes of Dothraki, "From today, the Dothraki Warrior under my command will give up all the messy flags before. Unifying the dragons flag, and men are automatically included in the Warrior team when they reach the age of 14."

One can not blame Dany for being cruel, she is only 14 years old, and her maid and Bloodriders are all deliberately selected by Drogo to be about her age.

If she has an army of 18-year-olds, there will be no one under her command.

Of course, it's just a stopgap measure now. When she has enough strength in the future, she will greatly increase her enlistment period.

"10 people make up a squad, and the strongest one is the Captain; the five squads are combined into a battalion, and a Commander is chosen from the five Captains by merit; the five battalions…" Dany stopped talking, because she saw the her four Dothraki brothers had blank faces.

That expression, as if listening to esoteric knowledge.

"What's the problem?" she asked.

"Khaleesi, I can still understand that ten Warriors make up a square, but how many Warriors are there in five squares and five battalions?" Aggo asked in confusion with his fingers crossed.