Chapter 4

Essos

Near the Ruins of the Valyrian Freehold

274 AC

Daeron's P.O.V

Waking from my sleep I had been visited in the night by Death she had told me I had one final gift that she wanted to give me before I was to begin my conquests, my knowledge of combat from my past life but my true gift would only come to me when I called him.

But now it was time to get going packing my small campsite I took to my Horse and made my way closer to my target and my future legions.

Even with the aid of Oberyn it still took 2 years to find a credible source on the location of the Legion apparently, they went to the borders of the Freehold to mourn the loss of their Ancient Homeland their leader was a man called Tazal who according to talk was a cunt, the only reason he was still there commander was no one dared challenge him.

Well not yet anyway I needed an army and he had one but the closer I got to the borders I felt a strange energy pulling me to get stronger and stronger what in the Seven Hells was going on.

"Hold it there move and will kill you." came a voice from the front as I saw 4 men 3 of them archers the other a swordsman their weapons were drawn at me.

"Who are you and what are you doing here speak before we cut you down" the swordsmen who I guessed was an officer because of the Golden helmet he wore demanded from me slowly I raised my hands to my hood lowering them to reveal my Valyrian features.

"Greetings legionnaires I am Daeron Targaryen Blood of Dragon Lords of old I have come to challenge your Commander for the Leadership of the Legions."

I responded in High Valyrian shocking the legionnaires who agreed to take me to their camp.

2 hours later

Turing to Rhogar the officer of the group of men that found me I gave him a look.

"When you said camp I did not expect the camp to be the size of Kings landing." seriously I had never seen such a large amount of people gathered in one place and the capital had a population of half a million people there weren't just the soldiers but there family's blacksmith's farmers healers whores money lenders it was a mobile Empire with no land to call their own.

We arrived at the Centre of the camp and there he was Tazal sitting on a Throne like a Dragon Lord of old he gave me one hell of a sneer as he stood drawing his Valyrian Steel Blade.

"so, you are the boy who dares challenges me the king of the Legion that steel Blade won't last long against this Boy are you Ready to die."

Wow, what a speech just to piss him off I laughed while drawing my blade.

"your petty threats don't scare me Tazal you call yourself a King yet you have no lands your people are forced to travel the land I will help them forge a new Nation while you will be dust in the wind."

There was no talking after that as Tazal charged at me swinging wildly it was times like this I am glad I had Ser Barristan teach me the soldiers and civilians gathered to watch the fight while he had brute strength and experience on his side I had speed and marshal training and my memories of combat from my previous life.

standing back with my arms held to my side daring him to strike and the fool fell for it hoping to pierce my Heart he stabbed straight forward at the last second I twisted my Body around the blade while smashing my own into it causing my desired effect.

He dropped his blade only for mine to shatter using what was left of the blade still attached to the hilt my blade made its mark in his neck in the back of my mind I heard a very familiar voice in my head. "well-done master now I offer you my final gift call his name and he will appear".

The crowd was in complete silence not including the gurgling sound coming from Tazal or Daeron's panting they watched as he picked up Tazal blade holding it in the air.

"I am Daeron of the House Targaryen by right of conquest I claim command of the Lost Legion join me and together we will forge a new Nation a new Empire The time of the Dragons has Returned Balerion!"

When he shouted that name no one expected to hear a response especially coming from the direction of the Freehold it was only when it was sighted flying from the clouds of smoke was a beast from the days of old a Black scaled Dragon flew over the camp before turning and landing just behind Daeron letting out a roar so loud people at castle Black could probably Hear it the soldiers and civilians dropped to the knees and chanted together.

"long live Daeron Targaryen Dragon Lord of the Empire of Valyria.!"

3 hours later

Command tent

Camp of Daeron Targaryen

Rhogar's P.O.V

Daeron had ordered all commanders to gather for a meeting but not before naming me the new commander of the legions we had maps of Essos and the Stepstones laid out before us deciding on what to attack first while we could not occupy the Freehold we could take back the former colony's

"So General how many men do we have ready to fight," Daeron asked looking at me.

"your Grace we have 250 thousand legionnaires Ready to fight divided into legion 10 Legions of 25 thousand."

he nodded looking back down on the map. "right now, lys, Myr and Tyrosh are at war again over the disputed lands leaving only one viable option for us." My fellow officers looked at the map attempting to figure out where he was going to strike, we didn't have to wait long.

"We shall take the Stepstones ready the men we march at daybreak have our ships meet us near Pentos."

"Your Grace, wouldn't that force the cities to turn there armies against us instead". One officer said it was an honest question and the King seems to agree with his question.

"Normally you would be right commander but with the islands being used as a pirate haven proper surveys of the islands have not been done since before the doom, the Disputed lands are far more valuable to them and unless all 3 cities agree to withdraw there troops to invade the islands we will have no issues as the cities do not trust each other."

"Now you have your orders carry them out at once"

snapping to attention we bowed walking out of his tent to ready our forces and break down camp, of course, Balerion had to decide to rest right next to where I had to go his eyes followed me as I walked past him which was bloody terrifying but also satisfying soon our new Empire would rise to rival both the Seven Kingdoms and the new ghiscari Empire.

Our King would Burn them all in Fire and Blood our new banner was a nice change it was the original 3 headed Red Dragon on a black field but with a golden wreath around the dragon we kept the words of our Kings house as Fire and Blood had such a nice ring to it.

The next day our legions marched it would take a few weeks to make it to the coast by then the war in the Disputed Lands would be in full swing leaving the Stepstones open for conquest the King had sent Balerion ahead as it would shock the world to see a Dragon but only when the time was right. Personally, I believe he did it to spite his father turns out I was right.

Authors note: hello people yes Daeron now has a Dragon more information about him will be in the next chapter also sorry about the duel not being very detailed when it comes to large scale fights it's easier to write then one on one fights also not to worry this is not the last time we will see the Freehold.

Revan Shan 2077