"There are probably more than five hundred warships!" After estimating the number of ships, Daario said to Daenerys.
"Keep an eye on their distance, and issue a warning if they get close." Daenerys gave the order with a gloomy face as she watched the approaching fleet.
There are more than 500 ships, which if fully loaded with soldiers would mean more than 50,000 soldiers.
There are nearly ten thousand Unsullied, mercenaries and Yara's men in Meereen, nearly fifty thousand recruits and five thousand unstable Ghis soldiers. If a war breaks out, the disadvantage will be obvious.
"It's the fleet of my uncle Euron from the Iron Islands. He's coming for you." Before everyone could see the flags on the ships clearly, the Iron Lady Yara recognized her own fleet and said to Daenerys.
[It seems that in Euron's eyes, Daenerys is much more attractive than the Queen! ]
Upon hearing that Euron would come to see Daenerys instead of going directly to the Alliance Queen Cersei, Drogon couldn't help but say in his heart.
Queen of color?
Daenerys, who was watching the fleet nervously, suddenly heard Drogon addressing Tyrion's sister, the Queen Regent Cersei, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly.
Looking at the huge fleet that was three hundred meters wide and more than one thousand meters long on the sea, everyone on the city wall felt a sense of oppression.
The soldiers on the city walls were on high alert, ready to execute attack orders at any time.
When Tyrion heard what Yara said, he couldn't help but look at Daenerys who frowned slightly.
When Yara arrived in Meereen, Tyrion knew the purpose of Euron Crow's Eye coming to find Daenerys. It was obvious that the queen would not agree to his request. Looking at the overwhelming black ships, Tyrion slowly frowned.
The fleet did not break through the warning distance, but stopped far away, with only the lead ship heading towards the city wall.
Everyone also saw the large flag on the bow. It was different from the sea monster flag on the bow of Yara. The pattern on it was a red eye with black pupils wearing a black iron crown supported by two black crows.
The large ship approached. The man on the bow was of medium height, with his thin clothes half-open, messy brown hair, and a black leather eye patch on his left eye. He had a defiant expression, and stared at Daenerys on the city wall with a wanton look.
"That's great! It's worth coming all the way from the Iron Islands!"
Euron tilted his head, held his forehead with his hand to block the sunlight, and spoke as he looked at Daenerys.
"That... that's your dragon! Why is it so small?" When Euron saw Daenerys for the first time, he thought she had an exquisite work of art on her shoulder. It was only when he felt Drogon moving that he realized it was a living creature.
His original defiant demeanor disappeared, and he frowned and stared at Drogon, as if everyone else on the city wall was just a decoration, and even Daenerys was temporarily ignored by him.
Although Euron didn't know why Drogon was so small, he had never imagined that there would be such a beautiful and delicate, yet majestic dragon, and it was as big as a newborn, which left him puzzled.
Moreover, he had just seen a green dragon and a golden dragon circling in the sky, and thought the other one was about the same size as them, but he didn't expect it to be so small.
He had also seen pictures of newly born dragons, but none of them were as perfect as Drogon. He would surely be very powerful when he grew up.
Drogon was squatting on Daenerys' shoulder. Euron didn't realize that he had evolved into a four-legged dragon, otherwise he would have been even more surprised.
When Euron stared at Drogon, Drogon was a little confused. He felt a different aura from Euron.
He had no idea what it was exactly, as he had never sensed that kind of aura before.
"Who are you? Why are you here?" Daenerys was very uncomfortable with Euron's recklessness and his increasingly greedy look at Drogon.
"Isn't that my good niece? How come she stole my ship and came here? She should be able to tell you who I am!" Euron did not directly answer Daenerys' question, but looked at Yara before speaking.
Looking at her uncle Euron, Yara frowned and didn't say anything.
"I wonder what you are doing here?" Knowing Euron's purpose here, Daenerys naturally would not agree to an alliance with him.
"Your Majesty, I am here for you. Look, I have built more than 200 large ships just for you. My soldiers and I will fight for you."
Euron said as he opened his arms towards the densely packed ships behind him.
Euron's words did not bring a single smile to Daenerys's face. Even though she had not heard Yara's story about Euron's purpose in coming to her, she knew that so many ships and people were not easy to obtain.
"What will it cost me?" Daenerys asked again.
"You don't have to pay anything. Just agree to marry me and all these will be yours." Euron said, glancing at Drogon intentionally or unintentionally.
Even if he did not know exactly how many troops there were in Meereen, he could guess roughly how many there were.
As long as the Queen of Meereen agrees to his marriage, it won't take long for him to have the confidence to rely on his own people and swallow them all up. Then, including Daenerys and the dragon, they will all be his.
In Qarth, Daenerys almost traded herself for a few ships, but she wouldn't do that now even with five hundred ships.
It's no longer a question of increased value, but that she no longer needs to sacrifice herself for those benefits. What's more, Drogon seems to have opposed her trading herself since Qarth.
"I'm sorry, I can't agree to your request. Please go back!" Daenerys refused decisively.
Daenerys's refusal surprised Euron a little, because he had 500 ships, not the 50 that Yara stole from the Iron Islands.
Euron didn't expect Daenerys to be so decisive, as his men were all capable and skilled soldiers who could influence the ownership of the Iron Throne.
And wasn't she afraid that she would attack Meereen in anger and make her unable to be the queen?
Thinking of this, Euron looked up at the two figures in the sky in the distance.
She didn't think that she could resist her 50,000-man army with just two dragons, did she? Euron had automatically ignored Drogon's beautiful little dragon. No matter how beautiful it was, it would take until it grew up to show its power.
"Hehehe!"
Looking at Daenerys, Euron sneered twice. Regardless of whether he had that thing or not, even if he didn't, he had a way to deal with the two dragons that had not yet grown up.
"There is something I believe Her Majesty should have heard of." Euron didn't want to get to the point of life and death unless it was absolutely necessary.
He decided to wake up this somewhat self-righteous queen and tell her not to think that she could conquer the world by having three dragons like Aegon the Conqueror.
After hearing what Euron said, Daenerys suddenly had a bad feeling. She hesitated and asked, "What is it?"
"Dragon Horn!"
These four short words instantly changed Daenerys's expression and her breathing quickened. She suppressed the shock in her heart and managed to stay calm.
[What is that? ]
Drogon, who was sitting on Daenerys' shoulder, was also a little puzzled. It was the first time he heard of the Dragon's Horn and didn't understand why Daenerys' expression changed drastically after hearing it.