Game of Thrones: Battle Royale Game

"Is there anything wrong with the fourth article?" Ian asked after finishing reading.

"The armor rate of 60% is too exaggerated," Meereen envoy Mazdahan objected on the spot. "Meereen currently has only 3,000 slave troops. Most of our troops participating in the war need to be through mercenaries. To make up for it, I have never heard of any employer providing armor to mercenaries."

"If you want to defeat the Dothraki, I'm afraid you have to set a precedent this time."

After Mazdahan heard this, he couldn't help but look at Grazdan of Yunkai. Although he looked down upon this inferior nobleman, at this moment he could only hope that the other party would find a reason to refute Ian's point of view.

But Grazdan did not speak, acquiescing to Dorian's fourth condition.

Seeing this, Mazdahan did not open his mouth to refute.

"Then, the parts of the conditions of the three important ministers that you cannot accept are Finance Minister Celia's request for 400,000 Hui coins for military expenses and the Forbidden Army Commander Dorian's request for 2,000 war horses, 4,000 marching horses and Are these two ten thousand pack horses?" Ian then asked.

"Compared to the 400,000 brilliant coins, we think the trade plan proposed by Lady Celia is even more unacceptable." Mazdahan had to speak again. If Celia's trade requirements are met, Meereen will suffer the most. He couldn't stay silent.

"Let me go, friend. It's impossible for me to refute both of Celia's proposals at the same time. That would make her think that I'm looking for trouble for her. Therefore, you can only choose one between the trade plan and military spending. I I can only help you negotiate one condition." Ian said helplessly.

Mazda discussed the situation with Grazdan in a low voice.

"Help us discuss the terms of trade. Lady Celia's price is too low, and her attempt to meddle with Meereen's tax rate will be viewed as a humiliation by the Great Masters."

"What about military spending?"

"We will get it together as soon as possible." Mazdahan said through gritted teeth.

"That's okay"

"There is also the point that the command of the Allied Forces belongs to you," Reg saw that Ian was about to end the conversation and quickly raised this point again, "We do not deny your ability, but no matter what, you are still too young. There are many veteran generals in New Gith, Meereen and Yunkai, and it is simply impossible for them to submit to the command of a young man who is less than 20 years old. "

"So, do these veterans have any impressive records? To be precise, have they ever fought in a war?" Ian asked.

"There has been no war in Slaver's Bay for many years." Reg choked, "But I think you have probably never fought in a war, right? Given your age."

"Indeed." Ian inexplicably regretted that he thought he was so young. If he were thirty-five or even forty now, he could have selected some famous battles from Chinese and foreign history as a model and compiled a magical story. He came from his own experience of leading troops to fight in Dongfang Yi.

Similarly, if he was really that old, he would not have been able to gain Illyrio's appreciation and trust before, and he would most likely not be able to make Daenerys fall in love with him. Gains and losses are all relative.

"But the Unsullied trainers who know the most about warfare among the Gith are now serving me," Ian chose to use something that the messengers could understand as a bargaining chip, "I was the first to initiate this alliance, and I also provided More than half of the Allied forces and the most elite troops.

So, since I have never fought with your veterans, do I still have to obey their orders? "

"Perhaps, we can establish an equal command team. If there are any issues, you can discuss them and make decisions?" Rege thought for a while and said.

You'd better go back and be your property officer, Ian complained.

"This is a good idea," Grazdan of Yunkai immediately agreed. "The command team can adopt a voting mechanism. When we encounter disagreements, we will vote to make decisions."

Do you think you can't die fast enough when you play this game in the army? Ian held back his laughter.

"Meereen, Yunkai, New Ghis and Westeros" Mazdahan also joined the discussion, "There are four votes in total, which will easily lead to a two-on-two situation."

"Otherwise, we will add a position for Astapor." Reg spoke again, looking at Ian as he spoke, because in his opinion, this was a compromise for Ian.

The ruler of Astapor is now serving Ian, and giving Astapor a spot is equivalent to giving Ian two votes in the command team.

"This proposal is feasible," Grazdan of Yunkai understood Reg's thoughts and immediately agreed, "What do you think? Lord Darry?"

"Can this proposal be accepted by your senior executives?"

"I can guarantee that." Reg nodded first.

"Okay." Grazdan felt happy when he saw that Ian was planning to agree.

"If there is no better option, this will be an acceptable solution." Mazdahan said after thinking about it.

"Then let's do it." Ian nodded and agreed after pretending to hesitate for a long time. "The alliance will be commanded by a command team composed of myself and representatives from the four cities of Gis."

From the beginning, Ian never had the luxury of letting these arrogant Gith nobles completely hand over the command to him. But similarly, Ian has never entertained the idea of ​​bringing such an unpopular army to fight the Dothraki in the field.

"In this case, then I will talk to Celia and Dorian about trade and horses, and I will try my best to help you lower the conditions." Ian continued.

"Thank you, Earl Darry, you are a true friend." The messengers quickly thanked him.

"I'm also helping myself by helping you. I urgently need a big victory to prove myself now," Ian waved his hand, "Prove to the Queen my ability, and prove to my colleagues in the Royal Council that I have the qualifications to rule them. Prove to the nobles of Westeros that the Targaryen armies are invincible."

The three messengers thanked him again and then stood up to say goodbye to Ian.

It wasn't until they left that Celia stepped out from behind the curtain.

"Thank you, Lord Darry, you are a true friend." She walked up behind Ian and squeezed his shoulders while imitating Reg's tone.

"How do you think the terms of the trade should be modified appropriately?" Ian ignored Celia's weirdness.

"If you want to express your sincerity, of course you can do it as long as the envoys are happy. Anyway, your goal is only the military expenditure, right? The two-year trade agreement is just to convince the slave owners of Yunkai and Meereen that you will not attack It’s just their cover.”

"Forget it, you can just decide the specific terms."