“…… Cappadocia, in eastern Anatolia, surrendered to the Serians, and on the morning of August 19, launched a sweep of Pontus and the western part of Silesia, and on the evening of the 25th, the main force of the Serius arrived in Galatia, where the commander Sectosus put up resistance, and two days later, the whole of Galatia fell, after which ..... was slaughtered. ”

"In September, two detachments of cavalry of the Cylius inflicted on Pafaragoria."

"In the same month, Bithynia, Asia ......"

The night was quiet, the flying insects flapped their wings and fluttered on the torches on the wall, the maid holding the tableware hung her head and walked quietly through the corridor covered with the red carpet, in the half-hidden door, the sound of reciting the war report came out, the words of the official holding his hands stopped abruptly, his eyes moved away from the sheepskin, quietly looked at the big bed placed in the middle, swallowed his saliva, and squeezed out the last two words: "...... surrender." ”

The wind squeezed through the window gaps, and the oil lamps swayed.

The dim fire was extinguished, and he lay on the bed covered with wool and down, and quietly stopped the last word with his eyes half-closed, his eyelids blinked as if he was tired, "How can I say that all the east of Constantine has fallen into the hands of the Cylius?" ”

He turned his head to look at the official over there in a hoarse voice, his body couldn't help but struggle for a while, his right arm was no longer from the elbow down, and the bandaging position was red with blood. At this time period, the old man has just woken up, and his consciousness is still quite clear, and he can survive a month after cutting off half of his arm at such an age, which is already a good foundation laid in the army.

It's just that Severu never thought that he would be today.

"Anatolia is not a Roman place, and it was also snatched from the Greeks, since they want to take refuge in the new master, let them go......" The old man felt a little hot, and struggled weakly to sit up, but after all, he did not succeed, and the other hand that was intact trembled and clenched his fist, and slammed it on the bed suddenly, his pale face was flushed with a hint of ruddy, and his voice suddenly rose: "...... These lowly Greeks, the Bithynians, who once crawled at my feet like pigs and dogs—what a lowliness they were! ”

The smashed fist bounced up and fell, Severus stared straight at the top of the tent, gasped for a moment, and his voice sounded faintly: "They heard the broken wings of the eagle, saw the rout of the Roman warriors, and thought of me, the Roman emperor, lying in fear on a warm bed waiting for death like a poor weakling...... Do they think that the rulers of Rome fell so easily? ”

In the quiet dormitory, the attendants were waiting outside, and the official of Constantine listened to it as if he were talking to himself, and it was like a command, and he whispered tentatively: "Your Majesty....."

"Listen..... Rome won't be defeated so easily, the Celeus have done their best, and we still have many cities and armies...... Send to the south of Parthia, deliver this letter to Ardashir of Sassanid Persia, and tell that descendant of the Persian Empire, I! Severus, the Parthian conqueror, could no longer advance eastward, and Parthia was at its weakest...... His chance came. ”

The official took a quill pen and wrote down the contents on the sheepskin, and on the bed, the old man's weak voice sounded again: "..... In addition, send a message to my son Korakola, and let him come to Constantine, as the successor of the emperor, no matter how young he is and how weak his shoulders are, he must shoulder the heavy responsibility of a country...... I'm going to watch him fight off the Selius and return to Rome to put on the crown..... that's all, and hopefully the Olympian gods will make ..... the aged Severus...... Witness miracles happen. ”

The faint voice fell to the last syllable, as if draining all of Severus' strength, and the dormitory fell silent again. Over there, the official finished writing, bowed respectfully, quietly withdrew from here, and then ran up quickly, conveying the order in his hand at great speed.

In more than a month, Rome's 230,000 men and 21st legions suffered an unprecedented defeat in Anatolia, and the entire 230,000 people returned to Constantine less than 50,000.

And in the name of Pannonia, Clark City, compared to the complex minds of other places, everyone here can finally let out a long breath. Sweeping away the decadent atmosphere of Prince Dimat's kidnapping and sending to the Roman emperor some time ago, the whole city seemed lively for a while.

In the past few years, the city of Clark has been at the forefront of the struggle against the Romans, building a wall for all the Germanic people behind it, but not all Germans will accept such a city with only high walls and a ruined interior, on the contrary, there are many Germanic warriors who joined the Roman camp as mercenaries, hoping to one day fight in the battle formation, seize the battle function and become Roman citizens, but when they heard about the defeat of Emperor Severus on the Eastern Front a month ago, they perceived that the whole situation may change differentlySpeculators, young people with ideas for the future, and seasoned veterans began to migrate to the city.

The wide gates, the empty streets of the city, everything became different, warriors with long swords and armor were everywhere, and from time to time there were quarrels, which then turned into brawls, and the onlookers cheered loudly, and then they were dispersed by the patrolling Clark City soldiers, who took the brawlers and threw them into prisons, and on the streets, the people who came and went with peddling power shouted, and the carriages from the further north were also carrying goods in and out of the place, bringing fresh things, and for a while, there was a faint atmosphere of prosperity.

In the middle of the city, in the palace built on the mountain, the atmosphere was warm, and the few officials and nobles in the city happily told the news from outside, and said that there were some opportunities to seize this stage...... And so on and so forth.

The woman sitting on the first throne was dressed in a white robe, her long golden hair hung down her shoulders like a waterfall, some of which were on her full breasts, under the loose robe, her round and slender legs were close together, her hands were folded like a lady, pressed on it, and she listened motionlessly to the voices of advice below, with a smile on her face, but the pale blue eyes under the laurel crown had a faint coldness.

"I already know some news from outside, but I don't have a definite certainty, you should manage the city first......

Cold words ended the discussion, and Stephanie dragged her robe into the apse in the midst of the crowd's salute, and then the door slowly closed, cutting off everyone's sight.

In the hall where the torches were burning, the burly and tall Gerald waited against the wall for a long time, and when he saw his sister passing in front of him without saying a word, the man took a deep breath and followed. The brother and sister quarreled a few times about Dimatt before, and Gerard chased back and was even more angry with Stephanie, which made the two unhappy, and they met at this time, which was the first time in two months.

One after the other walked into the spacious study, the maid put on the wine utensils and snacks, and when the two of them were seated, they withdrew. Gerald, who was sitting in his chair, looked at his sister facing the fireplace, and finally spoke first.

"What is outside has been convinced to be true, Severus was defeated in Anatolia, the two hundred and thirty thousand Roman troops were defeated by Gongsun, hiding in Constantine and not daring to come out, our people saw everything ahead, and Severus's messengers are running everywhere these days."

The man's soft plain speech also seemed rough and heavy. Looking at the flames burning in the fireplace, Stephanie's eyes moved slightly, the long legs under the robe were gently raised, rested on the other leg, and the toes kicked the edge of the robe and shook lightly: "He can defeat Severus, but he may not be able to fight it, you must know that the Han Dynasty is so far away, even if the supply can be solved on the spot, it will be difficult to replenish the soldiers, and although Rome has suffered a heavy defeat, they still have many soldiers who can be conscripted to participate in the war." ”

"I'm here to remind you." Gerald looked at his sister's back, the glass was playing in his hand, and he was silent for a moment: "....... don't underestimate that man, beware of it, put away your careful thoughts when the time comes, the previous things may be settled with you." ”

He put down the cup, got up and walked out with the friction of the iron armor, and when he opened the door, he turned his face to look at his sister in front of the fireplace: "..... Also, Dimatt may also be in the hands of your man." With that, he stepped out.

The door was closed. The cold face of the woman sitting in front of the fireplace, the corners of her mouth suddenly hooked a curve, staring at the flickering flames and laughing: "...... It's good he's here. ”

Then the laughter became palpable, a little crazy: "Two hundred and thirty thousand Roman troops...... We worked hard for several years to barely resist the next legion....... 230,000 people..... haha...... One is gone......."

When the news first came, she thought it was a joke, if the Romans were able to deal with it, they would not have traveled long distances with her brother Gerard with hundreds of men, through many countries, over dangerous mountains all the way to find reinforcements, and then reached the East, and after going through a lot, she thought that the knowledge she had learned from the Eastern country and that person could fight against the Romans, and one day she would be able to build her own city on this land, but Severus cleaned up the civil strife, The Parthians, who were still fighting, lost the valley of Ctesiphon and the Euphrates, and after two years of resistance, they gradually realized how far they were from the Roman eagle.

But...... When the news of the destruction of the 230,000 Roman army came, she suddenly felt that everything was not something she knew, and even became unfamiliar.

"...... the Han Dynasty in the East really cultivated a group of devils."

She looked at the firelight and whispered.

……

The news of the terrifying information continued to spread west of Constantine, and when the monsters from the east tore apart twenty-one legions, equivalent to half the strength of half a country, and such uneasy, panicked, and surprised emotions fell into a struggle, the Great Han Western Expeditionary Army, which swept through the entire territory of Anatolia, finally had a chance to rest.

The war that spread in Anatolia and the encampment on September 11 after the surrender of Bithynia and Asia Minor was actually a carnival of victory.