Chapter 304: Grey Worm

"No matter."

However, Viserys shook his head.

He then took the reins in one hand, nudged the horse's belly with his legs, and urged the warhorse forward.

Clatter—

The sound of the horse's hooves and the bright silver armor echoed as Viserys, alone, rode his warhorse to the front of the Unsullied formation. The biting cold wind stirred his silver-gold hair and cloak.

The young man squinted slightly at the neatly arranged Unsullied soldiers in front of him, while simultaneously calling to his black dragon, Balerion, in his heart.

"Roar—"

Suddenly, a huge dragon roar came from behind the Unsullied army, echoing across the entire sky.

A massive dragon, large enough to blot out the sun, flew in from a distance. The faces of the Unsullied soldiers, who had just been resolute and meticulous, changed instantly.

"This is..."

Although the Unsullied had undergone brutal training and could remain calm in the face of any dangerous situation, this was their first time seeing a dragon, and this dragon was incredibly large.

The shadow of the black dragon covered the ground, its wings stirring up a huge wind. The monstrous dragon head let out a low roar, its pair of crimson eyes locked onto the tiny figures below.

The Unsullied army below also experienced a moment of slight chaos, but no one fled. The chaos only lasted a few seconds.

The next moment.

The Unsullied officers, with two or three spikes on their helmets, began to shout loudly.

In the middle stood a stern and resolute Unsullied senior officer with three long spikes on his helmet, standing still.

His brows were furrowed tightly, looking up at the dragon overhead without fear.

Unlike other senior Unsullied officers with three spikes, the middle spike on his helmet was like a young feather, reaching straight up into the sky.

Then, this Unsullied officer in the center with the long spikes on his helmet suddenly shouted.

"All of you!"

"Form up!"

"Protect the master!"

His command was like a ray of light in the darkness.

At least it let the other Unsullied soldiers and officers know what they should do now in the face of this creature they had never seen before.

"Form up!"

"Form up!"

"Quick, quick, quick!"

All the Unsullied officers wearing two or three spiked helmets began to shout according to his command.

Commanding their soldiers to form a formation to face this enemy descending from the sky.

Whoosh—

The Unsullied, who had been immovable just a moment ago, turned into a surging tide, surrounding Viserys on his warhorse.

"Quickly!"

All the Unsullied soldiers were running, able to quickly find their positions in the formation.

They were well-trained, showing no confusion or fear in this situation.

Outside the formation.

The Ragged Prince, Master of Finance Illyrio, Master of Justice Jon Connington, the commander of the First Legion Bessie Joyce, the commander of the Fourth Legion Missandei, and many citizens of Pentos, all were watching from the outside.

"Your Grace!"

Viserys' guards, seeing their king surrounded by the Unsullied, became anxious.

They gripped their sword hilts, ready to rush over to rescue Viserys.

But Bessie, wearing an iron mask, raised her hand slightly to stop them.

"His Grace is fine."

She knew that this was Viserys intentionally testing the strength of the Unsullied.

At the same time, it was also a show of force to these Unsullied soldiers who had just arrived in Pentos from afar

.

It was to tell them what kind of person their 'master' is, and what kind of power he possesses.

Now, Bessie, draped in a white cloak, had bright eyes beneath her mask. The strength of the Unsullied amazed her. She had seen Unsullied guards in Pentos.

Due to their high price, the Unsullied often became the guards of some kings, good masters, or Magisters, and rarely formed such a large army.

In fact, the greatest power of the Unsullied was on the battlefield. Single combat was not their strong suit. The more Unsullied soldiers there were, the stronger the formation they could form, and the full strength of the Unsullied could be brought to bear.

In the center of the formation.

Viserys' feelings were even stronger than those of the spectators outside. The phrase 'absolute obedience' perfectly encapsulated his impression of the Unsullied army.

He was now surrounded by the soldiers of the army.

"Raise shields—"

Then, that Unsullied officer with the three-spiked helmet shouted again.

"Raise shields!"

"Raise shields!"

The next second, commands were quickly passed down, and all the Unsullied raised their shields like a wave.

At the same time, they all let out a deep and powerful chant.

"Ha!"

Boom—

Countless shields instantly formed an unbreakable shield wall.

"Raise spears—"

"Ha!"

Whoosh—

All the spears were placed in the gaps of the shield wall, and the unbreakable shield wall instantly turned into a hedgehog bristling with thorns.

"This man"

Viserys also looked at the man who had been giving orders from within the Unsullied formation, who seemed unremarkable. The orders of the Unsullied had always come from his mouth.

But like other Unsullied, he had no decorations on him and didn't look much different.

Just a fitted waistcoat, a short sword, three long spears, a shield, and a spiked helmet were all he had.

But he had the most spikes on his helmet, and the longest spikes. This was his difference from other Unsullied. It seemed that he should be the leader of these Unsullied.

From the moment he opened his mouth, Viserys had noticed him.

"Could he be Grey Worm?"

Viserys stared at him, thinking to himself. It was possible, but it might not be him.

The man only gave him a side view.

Boom—

Then Balerion landed heavily from the sky, stirring up dust.

It landed right in front of the Unsullied formation, raised its neck, and let out a deafening roar.

"Roar—"

A strong, foul-smelling wind blew in their faces.

But all the Unsullied soldiers, facing the dragon up close, did not retreat a step, only gripping their spears a little tighter.

"Enough."

At this time, Viserys finally spoke. He waved his hand to interrupt Balerion's continued roaring.

The black dragon, roaring majestically, was interrupted by Viserys and choked for a moment. Then it snorted out white mist from its large nostrils, looking somewhat dissatisfied.

Viserys' gaze fell on the Unsullied soldier who had been giving orders, and he spoke.

"Come here."

"What is your name?"