"I'm afraid we won't be able to go back." As he spoke, scarlet blood foamed from Dario's mouth, leaving a rich mark on his pale face.

The pungent smell of blood permeated the gloomy sewers, and the staggered passages flickered in the firelight, and countless figures flickered everywhere, and everywhere the people of the children of the harpy had surrounded the place.

The clash of soldiers was still audible in the darkness, and the elites of the Unsullied had not yet given up resistance.

Barristan backhanded the sword into the chest of a Harpy Son, and then pulled it twice hard before pulling it out, "How many people have you killed, how many Harpy Sons are here?" City-wide? ”

The once sharp knight's sword was full of tiny chips and faint cracks in places, and Essos's steelmaking skills were much better than Westeros's.

Although it was a slave system, it was not as war-torn as Westeros, and as the birthplace of an ancient civilization, the merchants were more willing to advance in technology for the sake of gold coins, and the pressure point of the scimitar was originally different from that of the longsword.

Of course, it is a bit inappropriate to consider these things at this time, because in the darkness, the dense surging figures are all the sons of the Harpy.

The torches of the Unsullied had long since been extinguished, and in the high-intensity battle, they had repelled wave after wave of enemies, but when the light once again illuminated the sewers, they were desperate to find that reinforcements from the Harpy Sons had blocked the passages on all sides.

"I never thought there were so many Harpy Sons in Meereen." Barristan leaned against the wall, holding his hand against the wall and gasping for breath, his body dripping with blood. The abdomen and shoulders were torn and there were several wounds.

There aren't many people left of the Unsullied. The team of nearly 100 people who came at this time only had a few dozen people left. This means that the command system of the Unsullied Legion is going to undergo a major overhaul, if there is still a Legion of the Unsullied.

But on the other hand, the people of the Harpy Sons kept pouring into the sewers, in all directions, endlessly, and it seemed that the entire people of Meereen had come here.

If you can catch all these Unsullied, even if you kill more children of the Harpy, it will be worth it, and Daenerys's forces will be greatly damaged after this attack. In the face of the chaotic Unsullied, if the good lord is properly contacted, it is not impossible to overthrow Daenerys's rule in one fell swoop.

She didn't know which nest Daenerys had found, but it wasn't a good idea to let all the elites sneak up the sewers, and she didn't know that the eyes of the harpy were always on Meereen.

A child of a harpy with an even more ornate mask hid in the shadows, shaking the scimitar in his hand.

The Unsullied who were surrounded by them were already bruised and exhausted, and although these people were strong in combat, they ...... He looked around at the large number of companions, and the Harpy Sons were even more numerous.

"You don't want to think about how many people Meereen has." Dario leaned against Barristan and replied with a wry laugh. The same blood drenched in the same fatigue, but unfortunately tobacco is not popular in the world of ice and fire. Otherwise, he would have lit one at this point.

The Unsullied protected the two of them in it, and they did it unknowingly in the combat power just now, although they may both die here, but they will also be the last two to die, and it is the responsibility of the Unsullied to protect the commander.

"Cheap that wizard." Barristan sighed, and the Harpy's formation changed again, apparently preparing for a final attack.

"Those good lords are not easy to deal with." Dario smiled, raising his scimitar as well, the only weapon he had left.

Amid the strange cries of the Harpy Sons shouting to each other, they raised their scimitars in the air, like mad believers, and launched a fierce attack in the shadow of the torches.

"For Her Majesty the Queen!" Barristan also shouted in a hoarse throat, clenching his sword as he did the Unsullied, facing the white-robed men with the masks of eagle heads......

The clash of spear and scimitar burst into sparks, starlight in the dark sewers, and the dying roar and roar of the Unsullied reached Daenerys' ears and into her heart.

She sat in front of the bed in a daze, motionless as she looked at the huge crystal ball on the table, the expression on her face was neither happy nor sad, and she didn't even notice that Missandei had entered the room.

"陛xià." Missandei called softly.

Daenerys turned her head to see Missandei standing aside, retracting her gaze, and she asked softly, "What new requirements does he have?" ”

"Nothing special, just a market to set up a spice processing workshop." Missandei brought food to Daenerys, and learned from the Unsullied at the door that Daenerys had locked herself in the house for an afternoon, and that Barristan had been fighting in the sewers for an afternoon, and she had watched all afternoon, all the time, without falling behind.

Taking the food, Daenerys took two bites, the bloody scene on the crystal ball did not affect her appetite in the slightest, she was a woman who had lived among nomads, "He had better do this, and he should keep his promise." ”

"What promise?" At this time, Yi Huan, the protagonist of the two talks, pushed the door in, and Winnie followed him, glanced at Missandei and Daenerys in the room, and Yi Huan asked casually.

Daenerys frowned, the Unsullied in front of the door didn't stop him, she hadn't greeted them, "Spice Mirrors and gold coins to help me take control of Meereen and build an army to attack Westeros." ”

"I didn't expect you to be an impatient." Yi Huan picked up the fruit on the plate and ate two bites, thinking that it tasted strange, and put it back in Missandei's glare, "One by one, don't worry, you better sort out the place behind the port first, you need to establish a spice processing workshop." ”

"I'll help, there's no good master there, and after the spice processing is completed, you still need the good lord's customers, but don't worry, they also agreed."

Towards evening, Yi Huan visited several good lords near the port in the city, and under the persuasion of the Imperius Curse, they abandoned their houses and moved to other places in the city.

And with the clues they provided, Yi Huan visited several good lords in the city who controlled the merchant ships, and as long as the initial market was opened, the spices would soon attract a large number of merchants by themselves.

"So what are they going to do?" Daenerys stared at the fruit on her plate that had been nibbled on her plate, and pointed to the crystal ball on the table.

"Don't worry." Yi Huan's gaze glanced at the crystal ball, "Reinforcements have arrived." (To be continued......) R1292