Chapter 86 Guards
Although Bessie knew that the dragon egg was extremely important to Viserys, they still did not understand the real purpose of Pantos.
How could the little king have the courage to agree to go to the meeting alone?
"Your Majesty, do you want to reconsider..."
But Viserys waved his hand, interrupting what Bessie was about to say.
"It's okay."
"It's just that there is something to consider when going to a banquet. I believe in the credibility of the Governor-General."
Viserys spoke calmly.
"I just need to bring some personal soldiers for protection."
Then the little king turned his head to look at Illyrio again, and said.
"How is it, Lord Governor?"
And Illyrio stood there and blinked slightly, seemingly in a daze.
He didn't expect that Viserys didn't even hit a slap, and even if he agreed to the invitation to go to Pentos, he thought that he might need to spend more words.
Is this young king so daring?
Illyrio suddenly felt that Viserys could lead the family out of the previous predicament and start the current situation, perhaps relying on more than luck.
Although he had no ill will towards Viserys in the first place, it was the common will of several other governors to invite the little king to Pantos, and they all wanted to see the Targaryen heir.
In fact, since the rise of Andalos, the governors of Pantos have focused their attention on this newly built small city, and then carefully observed it. Watching it gradually grow, it has become a powerful force that is close to Pantos and cannot be ignored.
Even on the road to the rise of Andalos, there were some secret help from Pantos to help the city develop rapidly.
And the reason why Pantos made such a small move, no one may know except these governors.
"sure!"
Then the governor of Pentos nodded immediately, and now that Viserys agreed, everything was easy.
"Please rest assured, Your Majesty, Pantos also respects the rights of guests very much."
"Murdering a guest at a banquet is a heinous crime in Pentos, and even the gods will not forgive it."
Illyrio's chest snapped and he assured Viserys.
But then he thought of something, and then asked.
"Hey, that's right. Your Majesty."
"How many people did you just bring along some personal soldiers?"
Viserys just said that he would bring 'a little' personal soldiers for protection, but in Illyrio's view, there were only six or seven people, and no more than a dozen people at most.
This time, he had only taken fifty soldiers with him for this far distance in a carriage.
"right."
However, Viserys nodded calmly after hearing Illyrio's words and spoke.
"My personal soldiers are about 4,000 people."
"How many?!"
The governor of Pantos almost didn't jump up when he heard Viserys' words. Did the little king of more than 4,000 people come to make an appointment or come to attack the city?
Although it is impossible for more than 4,000 people to defeat Pantos, to storm a giant city-state like Pantos requires at least tens of thousands of elite soldiers and equipped with siege weapons.
However, Viserys would undoubtedly cause panic to the citizens of Pentos.
Seeing the expression on Illyrio's face, Viserys shrugged slightly.
"Lord Governor doesn't believe it?"
Then the boy turned his head and asked Bessie.
"Bessie, are my bodyguards four thousand?"
The young knight standing beside the throne held the hilt of the sword with one hand, and was slightly relieved when he heard the words behind Viserys. It seemed that the little king had not lost his calm.
Now Bessie knew that Viserys was brave enough to go to Braavos alone as a child.
But what he didn't know was that at that time Viserys was still like a frightened rabbit, who would turn pale with fright at the slightest disturbance.
Then Bessie nodded while holding the hilt.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
"There are indeed four thousand of your bodyguards."
This involves the composition of Andalus' military.
Today, the city's standing force for external warfare is more than 4,000 brave Andal warriors, all of whom are nominally Viserys' Guards.
While the Dragonstone navies are stationed in ports so far away, those traditional navy forces of the Targaryens are not counted.
Three or four thousand sailors and the navy were removed from the fleet, more than four thousand brave Andal warriors, and the guards who maintained the basic city defense of Andalos were less than two thousand.
For a city with a population of only 80,000 people, it is possible to piece together an army of nearly 10,000 people, and the ratio of population to soldiers is eight to one, which is already a very staggering number.
If you don't compare it with nomads like the Dothraki, it can almost be regarded as a national army.
And Viserys is now going to take the most elite 4,000 Andal warriors of Andalos and follow him to Pantos to make an appointment.
"Your Majesty, will there be too many guards with more than 4,000 people?"
Illyrio didn't seem to be joking when he saw Viserys' face, and then this big greasy face wrinkled into a bitter gourd.
He knew it was Viserys and didn't want to believe them.
"Indeed, more than 4,000 people is a bit too much."
And Viserys stood in front of Illyrio, smacked his mouth slightly, then nodded and said seemingly casually.
"How about I leave more than 4,000 people outside the city and only bring a hundred knights into the city?"
"Of course it can!"
Illyrio heard that Viserys changed his tune and only brought a hundred knights into the city, he was slightly relieved and agreed.
"Um?"
However, as soon as his voice came out, the rich merchant governor was stunned for a moment.
He suddenly felt that he had been fooled?
Perhaps Viserys' original intention was to bring a hundred elite knights into the city, so that even if he encountered danger, he might have some ability to resist. Even with the 4,000 people outside, there is a certain opportunity to seize the door and escape, so that it will not be completely captured.
"This"
"All right."
A wry smile appeared on Illyrio's chubby face. He didn't expect that Viserys was not only brave, but also clever.
"In this case, Pantos is waiting for His Majesty's great ride."
soon.
Several days have passed.
beep--
The long and desolate horn sounded, and the 4,000 Andal elite soldiers of Andalos set up their camp.
rumbling—
Horses galloped, flags fluttered, spears held high like a forest reflecting the cold light in the sun.
The soldiers, guarding their king's left and right, marched toward the Velvet Mountains, and pointed directly to Pentos, the pearl of the fertile bay.