The snow fell for a day and a night, and the sky and the earth were all white colors.

A horse-drawn carriage came out of the royal palace of Hekadonbiru, drove through the streets, leaving a long chariot mark, the city officials lifted the curtains, the cold air mixed with the slight smell of blood came in from outside, the market entrance not far away was crowded, and the Parthian commoners hiding in their homes did not dare to go to the streets until the new emperor Ardaban reached a peace agreement with the Celestians.

Above, kneeling rows of officials with bowed heads.

The official with the proclamation stood in front and told the onlookers below that these people were the co-followers of Vologis, the culprit of the murder of the messengers of Cylius, and that they were the ones who caused this war that should not have been avoided, and that the new emperor had brought them out of the way and tried them in public..... and so on.

"...... these people deserve to die, I'll say that the old emperor is merciful, how can he suddenly become brutal."

"...... and the cavalry who went out to kill that day should also be found out and killed together. It was these people who plunged Parthia into war, killing and wounding hundreds of thousands......"

"Their sins, after death, the gods will continue to punish ......"

In the whispering of the head to ear, the soldiers executing above had already passed, wielding knives to cut off the heads of ten people in a row, and the people standing in the front row suddenly turned their heads, and a stream of blood splashed on his face, some people did not dare to look at it, and hurriedly squeezed out of the crowd, and the voice clapped in the crowd, and then, the second batch of ten officials dragged up like dead dogs, and in the indictment read, they cut off their heads, rolled under the high platform, and were picked up and thrown into a wooden frame.

The carriage passed by, and then stopped at another junction on the right side of the execution ground, where the new city official came out in his coat, glanced at the Vologis party official who had his head cut off there, snorted, unfolded the cloth in his hand, stood on the carriage, and loudly announced to the Parthian people around him, and the announcement of a truce with the Cylius outside the city.

Before leaving the palace, the proclamation had already been read by the nobles in this city, and even drafted together, and read out in front of everyone, but it was a formality, so that the people below could see that the new emperor was different from Vologis after all, and he was full of vigor and confidence in reviving the Parthian Empire.

In the following afternoon, an army from the Han Dynasty entered the city and took over the defense of Simen.

The domed gold-edged palace is full of faces from the east, the wolf guards with bows and swords occupy the main roads, and the wolf king in black armor stands on the terrace, quietly looking at the snow-covered garden below the palace, every place here has been seen after entering this palace, which can be described as exquisite and luxurious, just like the terrace under the feet now, are woolen blankets spread from the inside, even if you walk through the palace barefoot, you don't feel cold.

Slowly, there was a sound of footsteps approaching, Li Ke came from behind and draped a large piece of cloth on the other party's broad shoulders, "Chief, that Emperor of Rest is already waiting in the main hall, and there are many nobles who are resting in peace." ”

"Two days ago, whether this city could be defeated or not, in fact, I was gambling on ......"

Gongsun Zhi took the collar and looked at the scene of the heavy snowfall, and the white qi rose into the air with his sigh: "...... fortunately, I made the right bet this time." ”

"Don't ..... understand too much, how big is the leader's gamble, and how much is pressed in?"

Gongsun Zhi turned his head to look at him, patted the young man's shoulder, and smiled and walked towards the main hall. Outside the terrace, the snow was still falling quietly, connecting the sky and the earth, a white expanse.

In the main hall, the eight braziers were burning vigorously, and the stone steps under the eight pillars on the left and right were filled with nearly 300 nobles and officials, of which nearly 100 officials had just been promoted. At this time, everyone did not have the casual and wanton behavior of the past, and did not stretch out their palms to play with the scantily clad maids, waiting for something with bated breath, and occasionally there would be quarrels or whispers.

For everyone here, it doesn't matter who the emperor sits, as long as they don't move their interests, but the commander of a foreign army entered the city and took over the defense of the entire city, although only temporarily, and it has never appeared since the founding of Parthia, more or less a slap in the face.

On the throne carved in the shape of the sun, Ardaban looked down on the courtiers below, even if he heard some bad words, he didn't care, and when he stabilized his power, he would come to cleanse it, as for the commander of Cyrius, he waited patiently, and when there were still many places in the future that needed to be used by the other party, he could not be offended.

"Your Majesty, what is that Eastern Commander doing?" On the stone steps in front of the right, a slender woman, wearing a white holy gold-rimmed robe, her long brown hair coiled high behind her head, with gold accessories inserted, holding a ceremonial staff inlaid with blue gems occasionally lightly touched the blanket and made a muffled sound, she turned her face slightly, and her voice was cold: "..... won't be playing with women behind the palace." The corners of his mouth turned slightly: "...... But those Cyrius people are really tall...... Robust ....."

Ardaban frowned, a little dissatisfied in his heart, but before he could speak, only they could understand the words at the door of the side hall shouted: "Commander Celeus has arrived-"

The original stumbling hall suddenly quieted down, and the frowning Ardaban also stood up with a smile, and everyone looked in the direction of the past, and the sound of neat steps came to this side of the temple door, and the armor leaves on the armor made a clattering collision, and a group of oriental soldiers who pressed the handle of the knife and carried a bow and crossbow walked in, and then lined up in two columns on the left and right sides of the entrance, pressing the handle of the knife with one hand, and knocking the breastplate with a fist with the other hand, it was a loud sound, setting off a picture of iron and blood.

In a solemn atmosphere, a group of Parthian nobles and officials sitting subconsciously stood up, and in everyone's intertwined sights, the figures dressed in big hats had already walked in, with a large and a huge guard on the left and right, and a thin and swarthy follower behind them, especially the Cylius with a huge physique, even if they stood on the stone steps, the other party could still look at it with eye level, and the fierce eyes brought everyone a huge sense of oppression.

In the strange silence, step by step on the stone steps to stand in front of the smiling Parthian emperor, Gongsun Zhi looked at him expressionlessly for a moment, the giant man came over, lifted the still smiling Ardaban like a chicken, put it on the side of the standing woman, and sprayed the young emperor in a thick voice: "Laughing is a fart, I don't know how to put an extra chair." ”

Gongsun Zhi waved his hand at Dian Wei, pulled over the somewhat stunned Ardaban, pressed him to the throne, and then asked Li Ke to take off the big coat on his body, beside the Parthian emperor, at the other end of the throne, the big horse golden knife sat down, pressed the handle of the knife with one hand, pressed the knee with the other, and smiled with a smile: "I am used to a bad problem, I don't like to sit down, Your Majesty will take care of it." ”

Uti puffed out her chest to translate the words.

The aristocrats below dare not come out, although they usually are presumptuous in front of the emperor, but most of them are arrogant in life, where is the situation like now, even if it is the emperor who has just succeeded, it is also the emperor of Parthia, the first high priest on the stone steps, Bala Erxin, pulled a strand of hair behind his ears, his cold face, his eyes flashed with strange emotions, he bit his lower lip, and was about to open his mouth to defend the dignity of the emperor, while Ardaban on the other side of the throne just smiled awkwardly and said to the Parthians around: "..... Eastern Celeus is not what we are used to, and this commander from the East may be equal to their emperor there....." After a pause, he continued: "..... to drive out my brother Vologis and return my father's honor, it is all up to the Cylius to contribute, and here, on behalf of the Parthian royal family, I greet the commander of Cylius in the east. ”

Saying that, Ardaban stood up, Gongsun Zhi listened to the words translated by Utti, stretched out his hand to stop Ardaban's salute, he got up and sat down the emperor, and looked at the nobles and officials below: "My Han Dynasty expedition here, not intentionally to settle hostile to An, the previous slaughter of the city was the killing of relatives and soldiers, and the anger in my heart blinded my eyes, but now the misunderstanding is resolved, everything in Fandou City will not be touched except for the conditions I have set before." ”

The shadowy figures below obviously let out a sigh of relief, but then the other party's heart lifted again.

".......However, Anxi must send two 10,000-strong troops to cooperate with our Han expeditionary army to attack Daqin." Gongsun Zhi's gaze swept over them, his armor rubbed against him and made a squeaky sound as he walked, and raised his hand: "Don't be in a hurry to veto it first!" Someone on the side pushed the map that had been prepared on the shelf, causing the nobles and officials on both sides of the stone steps below to stretch their necks. In the silence, the majestic voice continued.

"..... not only you, as early as when I came to your city, I have sent people to Guishan to send valuable gifts, and I have also hired an army of tens of thousands of people, and Dawan will also gather here after the spring is warm, do you understand what I mean? After all, you have been fighting Rome for many years, and it is time to decide the winner. ”

He opened his mouth, a smile turned into a smile on his indifferent face, and added softly: "........ the military capital that was taken away by the Great Qin people two years ago, Tai Xifeng, join me in holding up the bow and arrow, stepping on the war horse to take it back from the hands of the Great Qin people, and restore your honor." ”

The whining of the wind and snow outside, now sounding like the whisper of the devil in people's ears, stirred the thorn in the hearts of the Parthians, including Ardaban........