Game of Thrones: The Drogon Voice

 Tyrion knew it couldn't be that aspect, he only had two experiences leading an army, once commanding the mountain clans and once in the defense of King's Landing.

"What are you trying to do by telling me this?" Tyrion was not stupid at all, he was very smart.

"Instead of being frustrated here, haven't you considered other places?" Varys looked at Tyrion meaningfully.

Tyrion's breathing stagnated, and he stared at Varys in disbelief. He didn't expect that Varys, as the chief intelligence officer of King's Landing, would dare to say such things to him, a Lannister.

His nephew is the Lord of the Seven Kingdoms, his sister is the Queen Mother, and his father Tywin controls the government, but Varys asked him to surrender to the enemy!

Although the Targaryen girl is not against King's Landing now, she will definitely become a threat to King's Landing as she grows stronger in the future.

"It seems that you are very satisfied with the position of Chancellor of the Exchequer, and are happy to assist your good nephew." Seeing Tyrion staring at him, Varys was not afraid at all, and did not seem to be afraid that Tyrion would tell on him.

After Varys finished speaking, Tyrion thought about his current situation. Joffrey's actions gradually emerged in his mind, and he didn't know how to answer for a moment.

"I would like to wish you a happy wedding in advance!" After saying this, Varys turned and walked out of the room.

Looking at Varys's broad back, Tyrion had long lost his excitement about the upcoming negotiation with the Queen of Thorns. Shae's matter and Varys's words just now made him very upset, so he picked up the wine glass and took another sip.

In order to complete the task assigned by the mysterious man, Varys had to visit Tyrion, but he did not get the exact answer he wanted. Now is not the time to send Tyrion to Slaver's Bay, so he can only think of another way.

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On the way back from the North, Drogon went to the grassland for a big meal and harvested a wave of power of faith.

The divine light grew bigger and bigger, and his physical strength also increased little by little, but the growth rate was extremely slow, far from comparable to when he first obtained the divine light.

When he returned to Daenerys, the army was approaching Yunkai. Jorah and Barristan were unable to change Daenerys's mind about conquering Yunkai, so they began to plan how to take over Yunkai.

Three hours later, it was getting dark and the army reached five kilometers outside Yunkai. Daenerys ordered the army to set up tents and camp.

She and her four men, Jorah, rode to a mound near Yunkai and observed the situation in Yunkai city from afar.

The entire city was built on a small hill. At the foot of the hill was a circular wall filled with houses of various sizes.

There are two huge pyramids at the highest point for slave owners to live in. The slave owners of Yunkai call themselves wise masters, which is different from the good masters of Astapor.

At this time, the walls of Yunkai were already covered with patrolling soldiers, and figures holding weapons could be seen moving around inside the walls. There was a circle of tents outside the walls, and there were quite a few people.

"It looks like they already know we are coming." Jorah said after taking a rough look at the situation in Yunkai.

"Can you tell the approximate strength of the troops inside?" Daenerys asked Jorah and the other two.

"It's too far away and the walls are too high. The preliminary estimate is that there are about three thousand people in the city and about two thousand outside the city." Barristan replied. Although he was a member of the Kingsguard, he had led troops into battle and had considerable experience in group battles.

"Who are those outside the city walls?" Daenerys asked again.

"It should be a mercenary group, but I don't know which one it is. I'll check it out later." Jorah said.

After estimating the number of people and combat power of both sides, Daenerys asked, "If we fight them, what are our chances of winning?"

"We will definitely win, but the losses will also be great, and we will lose more manpower in the subsequent siege." Barristan had seen the training methods and combat level of the Unsullied on the march, which was indeed impressive.

They are no match for me if they fight alone, but it would be hard to defeat them if I had to deal with three of them at the same time. Grey Worm, the leader of the Unsullied, is even more powerful. Barristan believed that he could definitely beat him when he was still young, but it's hard to say now.

"Jorah, tell the wise lord to leave the city and surrender. If they don't surrender, we will attack them. Then none of them will survive. The mercenary group will also come to negotiate with them to act as the wise lord's thugs. If we capture Yunkai, they won't get a single penny."

Daenerys doesn't want to lose too many Unsullied in the fight against Yunkai, as these are the capital for her march into Westeros.

After returning to the army, Jorah and his companions did not return to their tents, but discussed other details.

After the discussion, everyone returned to their own tents. Wherever Daenerys was, Drogon would be there. Jhiqui even made a soft nest in the corner of the tent.

Let him stay in bed, drogon has no objection to this. It would be a waste to give him the bed.

After the others left, Daenerys did not go to bed immediately. Instead, she lay on her side on the bed, stroking her dragon and thinking about her problems.

After being petted many times, drogon finally understood why the cat he used to own loved to rub against him and lie beside him. It turned out that being petted was such a comfortable thing.

Sometimes I feel so good when being rubbed that I fall asleep without realizing it, and when I wake up the next day I find the Mother of Dragons lying next to me.

In the morning, Jorah delivered the news of the negotiations to Yunkai City. In the afternoon, the gates of Yunkai opened, and a sedan chair carried by eight people came out of the city, followed by four people carrying two large boxes.

Knowing that the wise lord of Yunkai was coming, Daenerys had already ordered people to build a temporary reception room.

Sitting in the sedan chair, Razdal, the wise lord of Yunkai, looked from time to time at the neatly arranged Unsullied around him. As a fellow slave owner, he knew the fighting capabilities of the Unsullied and measured the gap in strength between Yunkai and them in his mind.

"Ang!"

A dragon roar interrupted his thoughts. In the sky, Rhaegal and Viserion were circling above his head. Thinking of the rumor about Astapor burning the good master with dragon flames, Razdal's face changed slightly. It seemed that the rumor about the real dragon was true.

After getting off the sedan and seeing Drogon on Daenerys' shoulder, Razdal subconsciously took a half step back, wondering why this dragon was so small and so different from the two in the sky.

But he didn't dare to be careless, because who knew if the little dragon would spit fire on his face.

"The one who comes is Lord Razdar mo'Eraz, the good lord of Yunkai, from an ancient noble family..."

After Missandei informed Razdal, she continued to introduce Daenerys to him.

"You stand before you Stormborn, the Unburnt, the Khaleesi of the Grasslands... Daenerys Targaryen, Mother of Dragons."

"Mother of Dragons, I have come to negotiate peace. To show my sincerity, I have brought you generous gifts." Wise Lord Razdal said and clapped his hands.

Four slaves carried two bronze boxes and placed them on the ground. Razdar opened the boxes, revealing one box full of golden coins and the other full of colorful diamonds and jewels.

Looking at the two large boxes of gold, silver and jewelry, drogon's eyes suddenly became sparkling. He had never seen such a scene in his past or present life.

Razdar suspected that he was hallucinating. He did not see greed in Daenerys's eyes, but he saw a different light in the eyes of the little dragon on her shoulder.