Ice and Fire: Reign of the Dragon.

Chapter 6 The Young Men of the Silver Blood Army Manor

Orange Coast.

This vast land was still Volantis territory, and despite its defeat in the wars of the Age of Blood, Volantis was still powerful. At least she still held on to a large portion of the territory.

The Silver Blood Army Manor is located here. It is the largest manor of the Varese family. Cleolius generously used the output of the manor land to support 6000 brave and combative Silver Blood Army soldiers.

Of course, the output was not just from this manor. It was just that the Silver Blood Army manor accounted for the majority. The families of the warriors also settled here. The Varese family built houses for them and paid their salaries and subsidies on time.

This is also an important reason why the Silver Blood Army is so powerful.

At this time, in the courtyard in the center of the manor, several young men were training hard under the shouting of a eunuch warrior with a shrill voice.

In addition to the Silver Blood Army, the Vareses family also has a large number of Unsullied warriors. These eunuch warriors produced in the new Ghis city in Slave Bay are absolutely loyal and obey discipline. They are known as the most powerful heavy infantry regiment in the world.

Among the Vareses, with the reforms of Cleolius, the Unsullied also removed the shackles of slavery and the humble names bestowed upon them by their former masters.

The best among them even became spearmanship instructors for the Silver Blood Army and even Longzel's retainers.

Like this young eunuch warrior in the center of the courtyard.

Silver Scorpions come from Astapor, a city of Gis that is famous throughout the known world for the production and training of the Unsullied. Slave owners select strong and outstanding boys for harsh training. The boys are completely castrated and take poisonous courage wine. During the long years of training, they wear away all their personalities as people and become "steel" in the true sense.

As long as the buyer is willing to spend money to purchase a complete unit of Unsullied infantry and equip them with heavy armor and spears, the warriors trained in this way can even fight head-on with heavy cavalry until the last man falls. Of course, winning or losing is another matter.

The Silver Scorpion, wearing a silver-white breastplate and a silver spiked helmet, was leaning on a six-foot (1 foot is approximately equal to 30.48 cm) long iron spear. He quietly watched the young men in the courtyard waving wooden spears and training their martial arts with sweat pouring down their cheeks.

The leading boy was about the same age as Longzel, and even looked 80% similar to him. The only difference was that this boy had neat short silver hair and his eyes were also a bit blue-purple.

Compared to his twin brother Longzel, Valar Vareses is taller and more muscular than his brother. Despite his young age, his bare upper body already has quite strong muscles.

The cast iron spear pierced the training straw man like lightning. Valar retracted the spear, took the silk brocade handed to him by the black-haired boy who had also retracted his spear, and simply wiped the sweat off his body.

"Hoffa, any news from home?"

The black-haired boy Hoffa has a pair of unique golden eyes. He and his brother Adams are both from the distant Westeros. They were captured by Rees's pirate ship during the burning, killing and looting, and it was Longzel's warship that rescued them.

In fact, during that period, Longzel snatched thousands of young men and women from the Rees pirate ships. Some of them were sent back to their hometowns, and some remained in the Varese family.

Hoffa, Adams, Sebastian Jieyan and Amos Fizer all remained in the family this way.

"The Lord has returned to the family." Hoffa carefully wiped off the dirt and sweat on his body. "Amos, Sebastian and Ago have already arrived at the manor and are organizing the return of the Silver Blood Army with several commanders."

"Return to the team?" Valar remembered his brother's instructions before he was sent to the Silver Blood Army Manor. "Brother has finally made up his mind to go on an adventure to Valyria." The boy was actually a little excited.

Hoffa nodded.

"Adams has already followed Lord Aslan Longdel and led 1200 Silver Bloods to the port and shipyard controlled by the family. The next group will be Sebastian and Lord Gunthor Jieyan. They are the main force and will lead 3000 Silver Bloods and 1500 Unsullied to follow Lord Aslan's team."

"What about us?"

“We are the third group.”

"what?"

Valar was a little dissatisfied, "I thought we would be the first batch."

Hoffa shook his head. "We are responsible for the last group of elite troops and for confusing those with ulterior motives in Volantis."

Valar frowned in confusion, not quite understanding what Hoffa meant.

"My young master, you are the twin brother of the Lord. If you are here, neither the Tiger Party nor the Elephant Party will realize what the Lord really wants to do."

"I understand." Valar didn't care whether he understood the reasoning behind these things or not. He just wanted to stay here and not mess around so as not to interfere with his brother's plan. "Hoffa, practice lance with me."

Hoffa looked at the Silver Scorpion who had been silent.

The eunuch warrior nodded and signaled the groom beside him to go and get the horse.

The courtyard was large enough to accommodate a cavalry charge.

The young attendants put on protective gear for Valar and Hoffa and brought out their lances.

"I have to admit that the Andals' heavy-armored knights are indeed a powerful army." Silver Scorpion looked at Hoffa and Valar, who were fully armed, picked up their lances, and took small steps towards the other side.

"If we face a lance charge of 1000 Andal knights, I'm afraid only several times as many heavily armored Unsullied can resist it."

The warhorse began to speed up. "Boom!"

The lance broke.

Valar squeezed his horse's belly and picked up the new lance. Hoffa swayed a bit but did not fall down. He also took the lance handed to him by the servant.

Second round of charge.

Valar was hit in the chest by Hoffa's lance.

The lance broke, but Valar just shook his body as if nothing had happened.

The third round of charge.

This time it was Hoffa who was shot in the chest and abdomen, and the black-haired boy was almost knocked down by the bullet.

It was almost there, but Hoffa remained firmly on his horse.

"Good job." Valar was very strong, and the twelve-foot lance was like a toy to him.

Fourth round of charge.

Valar and Hoffa were hit in the chest by each other almost at the same time.

The lance broke.

This time only one boy remained on the horse.

Valar rode his warhorse around Hoffa, who was lying on the ground carelessly without caring about his image, and circled around twice. Then he climbed down from the horse with a smile on his face, stretched out his hand, and pulled Hoffa up.

"I heard that in your hometown, the nobles like to play this very much?"

Hoffa spat a few times and spat out all the dirt he had eaten.

"Hmm." Hoffa seemed to have remembered something bad. "In my hometown, the knights would even force everyone in the village to pay money in order to participate in the great lord's tournament. The knights in our village were like this. They loved to gamble with others, but they would lose their horses and armor every time, and they would only ask for money when they came back. By the way, when the Lys people attacked, they also asked everyone to contribute. My father died at the hands of the Lys people."

"Although I heard Adams say that." Valar gritted his teeth and patted his friend on the back. "But every time I hear it, I feel that the guy from your hometown is really a piece of shit."

"So we are all very grateful to the Lord and the old master." Hoffa said. "They made us not worry about going hungry, not worry about being captured by the Lys or Ironborn at any time, and not worry about not being able to buy salt and medicine."

Valar suddenly thought of something. "Hoffa, if you go back to your hometown now, are you still afraid of that guy in your village?"

Hoffa laughed.

"How is that possible? I can beat ten of those losers now. On my warhorse, I can fight even a knight from the Bucks."

"The Bucks?"

"That guy I mentioned is the lord of the lord of the lord of the lord, a knight of the Duke of Westeros. I heard that they live in a big castle with a big round tower taller than the mountain." Hoffa tried to gesture the scene in his memory. "The flag held by their knights when they travel has a stag with a crown on it."

Valar searched his memory.

Then I gave up decisively.

"Haha, Hoffa, I believe you will be able to beat ten knights from the Bucks family in the future, and even fight against that duke you mentioned."

Hoffa scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly.

At this moment, a man in the uniform of the Silver Blood Army ran into the courtyard. He looked around, ran a few steps, and saluted in front of Valar.

"Sir, there is a letter for you."

Valar looked at the man with confusion.

"My letter? Is it from the Blackwall Varese House?"

Silver Scorpion stared at the man for a while.

Suddenly he shouted, "Who are you? Don't come near the little master."

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