When Rome set up the Thracian defense line and drove Sun Ce and others on the south bank to the west with 7,000 expeditionary troops, Gongsun Zhi set out Jia Xu's plan, and a large number of translated scholars wrote and called for documents to spread in the eastern and western directions of Constantine, both the Thracians in Thrace and the peoples entrenched in Greece and Macedonia.

Before that, after Stephanie's funeral, the short period of peace would last for a while, Gongsun Zhi walked on the continuous city wall, Gerald followed him, and many people in various costumes could be seen in and out of the city gates, markets, and streets in the distance, and some went to the huge school field to choose to join the alliance army, and the Roman colonies exploited a lot of local resources and fed back the senator provinces and provinces, causing many people to have a bad life.

"There are still many people waiting and watching in the ....., the Great Qin people have been in power for too long, and their military strength has discouraged the surrounding tribes and small countries, but as long as someone takes the lead, there will always be someone to make a choice." Gongsun Zhi dragged his cloak, pressed his hands into fists on the wall, and watched the bustling crowd spread across the street in the distance, "And my western expeditionary army has taken the lead, Severus was defeated and died, and the second largest city in Rome was taken, which is already a very good signal, and the rest is up to you to fight for it, freedom or continue to be enslaved, and the right to decide is in your hands." ”

The autumn breeze is slightly cool and blows across the city.

"The Germans will never compromise with the Romans!" The fluffy blonde hair stroked in the wind, and the tone that suddenly erupted was full of anger, and Gerald slammed his fist on the wall tile, his burly body trembling, "My sister must sacrifice the head of the Roman emperor." ”

Stephanie died, and the burden of maintaining Clark City fell on his shoulders, and his sister's feud seemed to flow through his veins, burning his whole being.

"I will train Dimatt to be a qualified Germanic king, and I will help him cut off the thorns in the road for the rest of my life."

Gongsun looked into the distance and did not speak, and after a long time, he just nodded.

On October 20, when Gerard returned to Clark City with Dimat, the flames of war began to burn ferociously in the east and west directions, centered on Parthia.

Ardashir of Sassanid Persia had a letter tied to the city and shot it from all four walls, calling on the Persians in the city, and even all the Persians living in Parthia, to rebel against the rule of Ardaban IV, and three days later, the eastern gate was opened, and the besieging 150,000 Persian troops spread in.

The bloody city defense turned into street fighting.

Outside the city, the Persian light cavalry began to attack the other Parthian provinces and to call on the Persian civilians, naturally with the aim of disrupting the reinforcements as quickly as possible.

The street fighting went on until night, the Persian army advanced the streets and alleys, almost all the people who hid the Parthian soldiers were killed, the corpses were dragged to the streets to warn the rest, and in the direction of the palace, the sound of fighting broke out again, after several attacks, the Persians launched a surprise attack at the moment of night, the soldiers rushed to the city gate with shields to escort the crashing car, the Persian archers kept throwing arrows at the city wall, and the city walls seemed to be shaken in the shouts of killing.

Ardaban sat on the throne with a frightened face holding the triple crown, the previous imperial majesty had long been gone, and the shouts of the imperial city were faintly heard in the empty hall, and his body couldn't help but tremble, he saw a figure walking by on the side of the hall, and when he showed his face in the firelight, it was like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw and getting up from the throne and rushing over.

"What can the governor of Gongsun come to, I can't hold it here."

The figure was tall and wearing a loose robe, but the stunning side face looked indifferent in the dim light, and he lightly stepped sideways, let go of the grabbed hand, and was wiped by the back of the other party's hand, Ren Hongchang flicked the cloth lightly, and when the other party was about to catch it, she slapped her backhand and knocked it to the ground, and the crown inlaid with gems rolled down the steps.

"An emperor asked a woman for help in a panic, and there was no blood at all." The Parthian emperor who stepped over the ground with long legs under his robe and walked inside: "Although you don't understand what I'm saying, the emperor of a country must do things like an emperor, even if it is death." Even the fake Liu Xie is not as good as ...... Hmph......"

Ignoring the roaring Ardaban behind him, Ren Hongchang's footsteps gradually quickened, and soon turned into a corner, Mani greeted her and invited her into a certain room, where more than a dozen people were busy carrying sheepskin scrolls, and the boxes next to the wall also contained documents of various religions and Sabbath cultures, which were being packed and taken away from here.

"I'm afraid it's too late, first take it away, pull it out of the palace to find a secret place to hide, and the other fires are burned...... In addition, after going out, inform the Manichaean followers in the Parthian army that the granary was burned, and that it could not be cheaply given to the guy in Sassanid Persia who claimed to be the king of kings..... this title was really a headache, and actually stood on the head of my man. ”

In a rather unhappy tone, there was a loud noise from the imperial city ahead, and the cheers of the Persians, the woman pulled out a blade, and the three sisters followed, "The palace is broken, the imperial chief, let's leave quickly." ”

The flames of war lit up the night, the surging sea of people spread, and in the main hall, Ardaban staggered in front of the throne, lifted his crown above his head and knelt down, "...... I am willing to surrender!" However, the Persian generals who rushed him pushed him to the ground, struggled to raise his head, and the Persian, wearing a round iron helmet, raised an iron spear and pierced him in the stomach, the tip of which protruded from the back and nailed it into the floor tiles, and then drew his sword and slashed it down neatly.

The flesh was torn and splashed, and the painful and distorted faces were lifted up and raised above their heads, and the Persian soldiers who crowded every corner of the hall around them excitedly raised their blades and iron spears and roared: "Allah—"

At night, the entire city of Hekadong Biru was ablaze, and soldiers raged everywhere here, just to celebrate the return to the ancestral territory—

At the same time, leaving the state army to defend Constantine, Gongsun Zhi rushed to Parthia in the east with the rest of the army, and in the days when Sassanid Persia raided Hekadonbiru, the caravan route in the rear was also cut off, causing a lot of shock, and when entering the Anatolian plateau, the news of the fall of the capital of Patia had been presented to him, and after confirming the news repeatedly, the wolf king smashed several cases in front of him with a knife.

"I don't want to see any living Persians." He gave the order like this, and it was always Gongsun Zhi who sneaked up on others in a roundabout way, but this time he was put on a sideline, which may be the most annoying thing for the Western Expeditionary Army to kill all the way.

In the same month, Caracalla, who was far away in Rome, Italy, was not happy to learn that the Cylius who had attacked the Italian coastline had retreated, after all, the enemy had reached his doorstep, which had proved that the Roman army was in decline, and after confirming that the enemy had retreated to the sea, Caracalla convened a council of senators and decided to increase military spending, but again, the aristocracy would not allow the will of the emperor to affect their interests.

The young emperor, who was almost seventeen years old, made a suggestion on this matter: "All commoners, freemen, shall be granted citizenship, so that the taxes will be increased, and the number of soldiers in service will be increased, and those who wish to join the barbarians will no longer need to be hired by the Dina, and it is the duty of every Roman citizen to fight for the country." ”

Among the voices of opposition was the opposition of another co-emperor, his younger brother, Septimius Gaita, and although the parliament passed the new decree, Caracalla also saw his enemies, and soon after he was proposed a plan to remove the stumbling blocks.

At the same time, when the Roman emperor was preparing to overhaul the army, in the city of Clark to the north, there was already the cold of early winter, and the boy in the leather jacket stood on the high palace, holding a bow and arrow, and his eyes were fixed on Rome in the south, and the innocence of his age was no longer visible on his immature face.

His eyes were wet and red, and when tears slid down, he quickly wiped them away, turned around and pulled out the arrow, and with a bang, shot accurately at the bull's-eye: "For the rest of my life, I will also avenge my mother...... Roman! ”