Author: Xiashan Tianshi

Krazny Mo Nacroz did not speak the common language, but he listened, nodded, and occasionally poked the slave girl who acted as translator with the end of his whip.

"Tell him that these guys have been standing there for a day and a night without eating or drinking; tell him that as long as I don't order to disperse, they will continue to stand until they fall; tell him that even if nine hundred and ninety-nine

Nineteen fell dead on the brick floor, and the last one would stand motionless until his own death came. Such was their courage. Tell him this."

"That's crazy. It has nothing to do with courage!"

As a veteran nobleman, Jon Connington couldn't help but became furious when he heard about the training methods of the Unsullied. He felt that this was a blasphemy against the Seven Gods.

If Aegon hadn't revealed before that he didn't really want to buy these Unsullied troops, he would have definitely left immediately and asked Aegon to leave with him.

"Then what did the old man say?" the slave merchant asked the translator. When she finished speaking, he smiled and said:

"Tell him that we call this 'submission'. Other warriors may be stronger, more agile, or taller than the Unsullied, and may even be as skilled with swords, shields, and spears as they are, but in this world

You won't find soldiers in the world who know how to obey better than they do."

"Only sheep know how to obey."

After Jon Clinton's words were translated, the slave trader couldn't help but hum: "Tell that idiot that these sheep are the most powerful sheep in the world."

Daenerys didn't want to listen to the slave owner's crazy words anymore, and turned to look at the Unsullied below.

More than half of them were Dothraki or Lazarim with bronze skin and almond-shaped eyes, but she also saw Free Cities people, fair-skinned Qarthans, ebony Summer Isles people, and others.

I don’t know what race they are.

Some have the same amber skin as Krazny mo Nakroz, and the upright red and black hair unique to the ancient Gith people - they call themselves the "Sons of the Harpy", which is a pride

bloodline symbol.

The soldiers ranged in height and height, and as far as she could tell, they ranged in age from fourteen to twenty years old.

They all had smooth cheeks, and the look of their eyes, black, brown, blue, gray or yellow, was the same.

These men were all cut from the same mold, Dany thought, then remembered that they were not men at all, but eunuchs.

"Why castrate them?" she asked Krazny through the slave girl, "They say men are stronger than eunuchs."

"A eunuch who has been castrated since childhood will not have the brute strength of you Westeros knights. This is a fact." After the question was translated, Krazny replied.

"But don't forget, bulls are also very strong, and in the arena, they are the ones who die every day. Less than three days ago, a nine-year-old girl killed one in the Yosir Arena. Wu Gu

There is something more important than strength - discipline.

We train them in the fighting methods of the ancient empire, and they are the rebirth of the ancient Ghis army in unison.

Absolute obedience, absolute loyalty, and no fear."

Feeling that these people didn't quite believe what he said, he walked up to a slave soldier who was strong and strong and looked like a Lazarin. He suddenly raised his whip and gave the man a hard blow on his bronze cheek.

A trace of blood.

The Unsullied blinked and stood still, letting the blood flow. "Want to come again?" Krazny said.

"As long as the master is happy."

Aegon didn't want to waste any more time with this guy. Before Krazny raised his whip again, Aegon stopped him. "Tell the good Lord, I understand their courage, but I just need an army that can fight."

"

Krazny became even more crazy after hearing Aegon's words. "Tell this ignorant fool that he doesn't understand the courage of the Unsullied. They are the most suitable army in the world."

"The good Lord said they are the most suitable army in the world, Your Majesty."

"Let him open his dog eyes and take a good look."

"He asks you to keep an eye on him, Your Majesty."

Krazny walked up to the next Unsullied, a tall young man with Lysian blue eyes and flaxen hair.

"Your sword," he said.

The Unsullied knelt down, drew his weapon, and held the sword hilt forward.

This is a short sword, better suited for stabbing rather than slashing, but the blade is still very sharp.

"stand up,"

"Yes, Master," the Unsullied stood up.

Then Krazny Mo Nacroz slowly drew the sword across his torso from bottom to top, leaving a thin red line from the ribs to the abdomen. Then he pierced the tip of the sword into the flesh and began to cut back and forth.

Blood flowed from the slave's chest like a gush of blood.

"Stop." Daenerys has a soft heart and cannot bear to watch this happen in front of her.

"Tell that cow not to mutter," Krazny said without waiting for an interpreter.

"It won't do much harm. Men have no need here, and eunuchs certainly don't."

He slashed hard, causing it to roll onto the brick floor.

A red circle appeared on the Unsullied's chest, and blood gushed out, but he did not move until Krazny handed the sword back with the hilt facing forward. "Okay, that's it."

"The little man is happy to serve his master."

Krazny turned to face Dany. "You see, they don't feel pain."

"How is this possible?" she asked through a translator.

"It's the wine of courage," he answered.

"That is not real wine, but a drink made from belladonna, blood fly larvae, black lotus root and other secret ingredients.

From the day they were castrated, they drank it with every meal, day after day, year after year, until their feelings became numb, until they became fearless in fighting, until they were not afraid of any torture.

Tell those fools that any secret can be safely entrusted to the Unsullied for safekeeping, and they can be arranged to guard the conference hall or even the bedroom without any worry of being eavesdropped."

"In Yunkai and Meereen, eunuchs were made by removing their eggs. Such people would be infertile but still capable of sex, which would only cause trouble.

We remove all the Unsullied and leave nothing behind. The Unsullied are the purest animals in the world." He showed an exaggerated smile to Aegon and Daenerys again.

"I heard that in the Sunset Kingdom (Westeros is to the west), some people solemnly swear to remain chaste, not to have children, and to live only for duty. Is this true?"

After the question was translated, Aegon slowly said, "Yes, there are many such organizations: the bachelors in the city, the monks and nuns who serve the Seven Gods, the silent sisters who mourn the dead, the Kingsguard, the Night Watch..."

"They are so pitiful." After the translation, the slave trader said in a low voice.

"People shouldn't live like this. Any idiot knows that you will be tortured by temptation every day, and most people will eventually succumb to their base self.

Our Unsullied are different. The way they combine with the sword is something that no one else can compare to even if they have made thousands of oaths. Neither women nor men can ever tempt them."

"There is no one who cannot be tempted." Jon Connington turned his head and sighed.

He really couldn't stand this bastard, and he would have killed him right now if he wasn't afraid of ruining Aegon's plan.

"You can seduce people, yes, but you cannot seduce the Unsullied, because they are not human.

Neither robbery nor rape interests them."

When Daenerys heard this, she couldn't help but ask: "According to what the Lord Good Lord said, these Unsullied ones will not be tempted by money or flesh, but if my enemies use freedom to lure them into betrayal..."

"They will kill him immediately and offer his head to you, that's all," the slave trader replied.

"Other slaves would steal and hoard money in the hope of buying their freedom, but even if the little she-ass offered the Unsullied their freedom for free, they would not accept it. They have no life outside of their duties, and are only soldiers.

That’s all…”

"I'm going to buy them."

Seeing that this lunatic wanted to continue boasting about how he trained these Unsullied, Aegon quickly interrupted him.

"Tell him that he made the right move by coming to Astapor. Ask him how big an army he wants to buy."

Krazny saw an exaggerated smile on Aegon's face when he wanted to buy it. He thought it was his unique selling method that attracted him.

"How many Unsullied do you have for sale?"

"There are currently eight thousand fully trained Unsullied. We only sell them by units, whole thousand or whole hundred.

In the past, we sold ten units to customers as personal guards, but it turned out to be ineffective. Ten units were too few, and they mixed with other slaves and even free people, forgetting who they were and their identity."

Krazny’s words were translated into common language, and he continued, “This fool must understand that such a magical army is naturally expensive.

Since he wants to buy it, he must pay according to our price.

In Yunkai and Meereen, it may even be cheaper to buy slave swordsmen than to buy their swords, but the Unsullied are the most sophisticated infantry in the world, each with years of training.

Tell him they are like Valyrian steel, folded and beaten over and over again until it is stronger and more resilient than any metal in the world."

In order to prevent this lunatic from noticing anything strange, Aegon could only suppress the anger in his heart and continue:

"I know Valyrian steel. Ask the Good Lord if the Unsullied have their own commander."

"Officers must be sent to command them. We train them to obey, not to think. If he wants wisdom, he should buy paperwork."

"How do they count their equipment?"

"Daggers, shields, spears, sandals and jackets are all provided with them," Krazny said, "and, of course, spiked helmets. They can also wear any style of armor you wish, but the armor must be yours.

supply."

"I want to buy them all! Including the other slaves."

After finishing the process with this lunatic, Aegon spoke impatiently, not wanting to waste any more time with him.
Chapter completed!