Chapter 17 My Khals
After washing, Dany gathered her people at the foot of the hill. She rode on her little silver horse, holding a baby dragon in her arms and one on each shoulder. The
Silver horse walked past the people on the dry red sand. She shouted loudly: "From this moment on, my Khals will be reorganized into Khals, and I will not go to Horseking City to join the dosh khaleen. Are you willing to follow me into the future of 'no one knows'?"
"I do."
"Yes."
"We all do."
There was a chaotic and loud response from her Khals.
"Okay!" Dany nodded with satisfaction and shouted to the crowd again: "Jhogo, Aggo, Rakharo."
The three seemed to have guessed what would happen next. Not only did they not hesitate or resist, but they were full of excitement and unconcealed joy.
Quirrell, who was not named, looked depressed and gray. At this moment, he especially hated the tradition of the three blood guards that "everyone knows".
Sure enough, Dany dismounted, walked up to the three centaurs, and handed Jhogo the long whip with a silver handle hanging from the saddle.
"This long whip with a silver handle is my bride gift. I give it to you and appoint you as a bandit. At the same time, I ask you to swear to be the blood of my blood, to live and die with me, to fight side by side, and to protect me from danger."
Jhogo solemnly took the whip and hung it around his waist, then with a "swoosh" he drew out his arakh, knelt on one knee, and held the arakh with both hands at the level of his forehead.
"Blood of my blood." He said loudly.
It was like a promise.
Dany took his scimitar, then personally pulled Jhogo up and put the scimitar back into the scabbard.
"Blood of my blood." She promised in Dothraki style.
Then came Aggo and Khalalor, who gave them double-curved dragonbone longbows and gilded arakhs respectively.
The three weapons were Dany's bridal gifts. They were given to her by Drogo's bloodriders when she got married. Haggo gave her a whip, the scimitar came from Coholro, and the longbow, which was taller than the Dany people, was given by Qotho.
It was only a year ago, but now the three new bloodriders left the crowd and stood behind Dany. She looked at Quirrell.
Facing his dim and hopeful eyes, she said, "Quirrel, I have an important mission for you."
"Do you see my dragon?" She deliberately held the white dragon in her hand high up, and the white dragon clumsily flapped its translucent membrane wings in her palm.
"In the future, they will be able to control the entire world, but now they are so fragile that they can't even fly. I need a loyal and brave 'dragon guard' to protect them. Are you willing?"
"This is my honor, Khaleesi." Quirrell excitedly drew his scimitar and swore loudly.
"Sir, you have sworn allegiance to me," Dany finally looked at the knight who had changed back into Dothraki clothing, "One day, you will receive from me a unique longsword, which will be forged by a real dragon and cast with Valyrian steel."
Jorah did not repeat the previous oath process, but nodded seriously.
"It is noon now, and the weather is too hot. Everyone go to your tents to rest first, and we will leave here in the evening." Dany made a decision.
"Where are we going?" Ago asked.
Dany thought about it. In the original plot, they seemed to be calibrated by the comet in the sky.
But the question is, has anyone seen a comet that does not move in a fixed direction?
The reason why comets are comets is that they do not have fixed observable coordinates. They appear suddenly and leave in an uncertain time.
For example, the weeping blood star at this time - the name given to it by the Dothraki people.
It suddenly appeared in the east near the horizon last night. It was blood red, a coin-sized dot, dragging an almost undetectable small tail. If you don't look carefully, you can hardly find it.
After one night, it has risen a lot, and its direction and brightness have changed.
In broad daylight, you can also see a touch of blood red in the east, slightly south, at an angle of 30 degrees to the horizon, like a long scratch on the blue face of the sky.
Following it is almost like circling the earth. This is a red wasteland, and circling here is to seek death.
In fact, in the original plot, Dany's Kas suffered heavy losses, and the elderly and children were almost all dead. She left corpses along the way, almost using blood and death to wade out a "journey of elimination" - those who were not strong were eliminated, even her maid Doria died.
Well, the weird thing is that Dany, whose husband had just died and whose ten-month-old son was sacrificed to the devil by the witch, did not take a confinement, and finally survived after crossing thousands of miles of the Gobi Desert.
This the effect of the dragon dream is too good.
Dany came back to her senses from her thoughts, smiled at her men, and asked, "Where can we go first?"
Ser Jorah said first, "We can't go north. Not to mention that Odor's khals are waiting for us. Even if we avoid them, the first khals we encounter when we enter the Dothraki Sea will devour your shattered troops. All the warriors will be killed, and the rest will be enslaved.
The land of the "Sheepmen" south of the river is also not feasible. Your troops are too weak to even face that non-warlike people. We can't resist. The Laza people hate the centaurs, they have no reason to treat us well.
Avoid the sheep people's villages, go downstream along the river to the southeast, and go to the ports of Meereen, Yunkai and Astapor."
Rakharo immediately warned: "Martin told me that Bono's khal is driving thousands of slaves there, and he plans to sell them in the slave market along the Slave Bay."
Martin is a newly joined centaur warrior. Well, he is not a newcomer. He was originally a howling warrior of Drogo's khal, and left with Oddo in the chaos.
Now it is considered "returning to the original owner", and he was conquered by Dany's identity as the "Unburnt" and "Mother of Dragons".
Well, the Dothraki are secretly calling her "The Unburnt" and "Mother of Dragons".
"Those slaves were taken from Khal Drogo. Bono didn't like the gold medals left by the khal because slaves are more valuable." Ago added.
"The only way is to go south and cross the red wasteland." Dany looked at their solemn faces and sighed, "When we get to the seaside, we can either go to a trading city-state or find a place with abundant resources to farm."
"Farming?" Jorah was puzzled.
"My dragon is too small." Dany said vaguely.
As a super late-stage "hero", of course, you have to develop as slowly as possible and not waste time.
No matter how miserable you are in the early stage, when the three dragons grow up, won't you be able to travel the world at will?
By then, let alone restore the country, whether to be Genghis Khan or Alexander is up to her.
Doreah, who was standing behind Dany, said with fear on her face: "Khaleesi, that is the Red Wasteland, a desolate and terrifying demonic land! Not only the horse-riding people know about it, I have also heard of its terrible reputation from sailing merchants in Lys. Almost no one can pass through that place where demons and hell creatures are entrenched."
"I am not afraid of demons, and you don't have to be afraid of any ghosts if you follow me." Dany comforted her, and pulled her hand over to touch the dragon in her arms, which was as hot as iron sheets that had been burned for a long time under the scorching sun.
After the maid's emotions were appeased, Dany ordered her subordinates: "Although our khals are small, I still decided to reorganize it."
"What is the most important thing for a unit?" She asked after scanning everyone.
"Courage, the courage to not fear death in battle." Ago said.
"The strongest khal," Kalaro immediately followed, "Under the leadership of the strongest khal, our team will be invincible. This is how Khal Drogo conquered the entire Great Grass Sea before."
"And the war horses and tribes, there is strength in numbers," Jhogo added.
The three bloodriders said everything that the centaurs could think of with their knowledge and wisdom. Quirrell frowned and thought hard for a long time, but still did not say a word.
"The skills and tactics of the soldiers are more important than the coordination of different arms," said Sir Jorah seriously. "In Westeros, every knight must receive training from a young age. The martial arts instructor teaches them swordsmanship, riding, spearmanship, and archery.
The maester teaches the young nobles arithmetic, literature, astronomy, geography, and the genealogy of the major nobles. The art of arranging troops is taught by their fathers, brothers, or feudal lords."
There is no doubt that from this conversation, it can be seen that the barbaric centaurs are far behind the knights.
"Do you have the command skills for large-scale wars?" she asked curiously.
There is an old saying in China: It is easy to get thousands of troops, but it is difficult to get a general.
Dany's little Ka LS only has dozens of soldiers, and does not need a brilliant general to lead them, but what about the future?
"I have commanded a maximum of 2,000 troops, and that was..." His expression changed and he stopped talking.
"That was when I followed the Duke of the North, Eddard Stark, to overthrow my father's dynasty?" Dany said lightly.
"I'm sorry, Princess." Jorah bowed his head and whispered.
"Don't be sorry, you are serving your own lord, there is nothing wrong with that." Dany waved her hand and continued the previous topic, "I think the most important thing for an army is a perfect system."
"What system?" Aggo asked in confusion.
"First establish the sergeant major system, and then improve it step by step." Dany smiled at the horseman's puzzled eyes and said, "From today on, the Dothraki warriors under my command will abandon all the previous messy flags and raise the dragon flag uniformly. Men will automatically be incorporated into the warrior team when they are 14 years old."
This can't be blamed on Dany's cruelty. She herself is only 14 years old. Her maids and blood guards are all horsemen and girls who are about the same age as her, deliberately selected by Drogo.
If she makes the army at the age of 18, she will have no one under her command.
Of course, it is just a stopgap measure now. When she is strong enough in the future, she will greatly increase the number of years of enlistment.
"Ten men form a squad, and the strongest is chosen as the captain; five squads are combined into a battalion, and one leader is chosen from the five captains based on their military achievements; five battalions" Dany stopped talking because she saw that her four centaurs looked confused.
That expression was as if they were listening to a foreign book.
"What's the problem?" she asked.
"Khaleesi, I can understand that ten warriors form a squad, but how many warriors are there in five squads and five battalions?" Aggo asked in confusion, counting on his fingers.
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