Opening up a country's borders to allow foreign armies to pass through is a very difficult problem in any country, but the Parthian Empire is a slightly different one, it is a multicultural country composed of eighteen vassal states and nineteen provinces, and the emperor's decision will not be the final will, but it is still the most powerful party.

After more than ten days of deliberations with many great nobles and ministers, the Parthian Emperor personally wrote the letter of the alliance and handed it to Gongsun Yue, holding the golden silk scroll, Vologis walked to the old man and smiled: "Your envoy has completed his mission, Parthia will wait for you to come from the east to the west and conquer the Roman eagle together." ”

"By the prince's auspicious words, it is the best result for you and me to work together peacefully, otherwise once the two sides fight, it will only make your enemy and my enemy take advantage of the ready-made, and he will win one day, the prince may as well come to my Eastern Han Dynasty to see different countries and different landscapes."

Vologis handed the credentials to an Eastern guard, and tilted his head as he walked back: "I will go." ”

Gongsun Yue glanced at him, took two steps forward, and arched his hand towards the Parthian emperor on the throne: "Your Majesty, since the intention of unity has been achieved, it is inconvenient for the foreign ministers to continue to stay in your country, go back as soon as possible to resume their lives, and lead the army to converge." ”

On the throne painted with the golden sun, the Parthian emperor nodded with some regret: "....... also want to invite your envoy to see the most beautiful city in the whole Parthia..... ahem...... So be it, I'm waiting for my allies to come over in the city of Hekadong Biru. ”

"Farewell—"

Gongsun Yue said goodbye, there was a majesty between his words, after speaking, he turned around and strode out of the palace, the first emperor waved weakly to the servant, and was supported to slowly take steps to leave, and Vologis looked at the Celeus people who walked out of the hall, his smiling face gradually converged, waiting for his father to also leave, he hooked his fingers behind his back, someone bowed closer, only heard a slight word to say, the man hurriedly walked out with a few guards, and the order was then passed to the military camp outside the city.

The climate in Central Asia in October is still hot and dry, after coming out of the palace with the national letter, the envoy team was ready to leave as early as the day before, and when the old man came out, he immediately set off for this Parthian city, as Gongsun Yue, who had seen all kinds of conspiracies, when he saw the prince of Vologis, he had a kind of vigilant illusion, and then in the past ten days, the news from the Dawan translator knew that Vologis had been a prince for thirty years, and he knew that the situation would become complicated.

I came with a mission, once I accidentally got involved in such a palace matter, the situation is difficult to say, so after finishing the matter, I went out of Fandou City non-stop, and left the place of right and wrong as soon as possible, anyway, the letter of the alliance between the two countries is already in my hands, and more than 100,000 soldiers and horses of the Han Dynasty can pass through the territory of other countries without a single soldier, which is the best result.

"Respected envoy of the Han Dynasty, the state affairs have been completed, why don't you stay for a few days, appreciate the customs of Parthia and then leave, there are beautiful and bewitching Persian women in the wine shops in the city....... those who can serve the envoys don't want to get out of bed."

The caravan and the convoy left the city all the way, and two days passed to the west, and the road was already sparsely populated, and in the team of 300 people, the Dawan merchant Utti, who acted as an interpreter, was probably relaxed after leaving the city, and his tone seemed much lighter. However, the old man next to him looked through the silk book, solemnly wrapped a layer of silk into his arms, and then glanced at the other party, he was nearly fifty years old, what kind of battle had he not seen? The appearance of a foreign woman is really difficult for him to arouse his interest, and now he is mainly engaged in military affairs, so he naturally will not delay in these matters.

"If you want a woman, go back to Fandoucheng by yourself."

"The messenger laughed, how dare I go back alone, the Parthians won't be too kind to me Dawan......"

At one moment, the gray-haired old man stopped his camel and ignored the chatter, and turned his head to look behind him, where several crows in the trees in the distance were startled into the sky. The translator over there, Uti, waved his palm, his beard shaking: "...... last year, Uti came to buy and sell, and was pitted by a Parthian, and was besieged by other Parthians to find that person...... Belch...... What are you looking at, messenger? ”

"We're in trouble." Gongsun Yue's eyes were solemn, and the guards around him were also the elite of the Northland, and there were even fifty White Wolf God cultists, all of whom clenched their weapons at this time, and turned their horses to look at the rear, and Na Wuti was still saying, "What trouble ......." The camel that sat down spun around in some panic.

There was a slight tremor in the earth, followed by a deafening deafening.

A cavalry of 2,000 men turned in an arc from the forest on the side of their field of vision, and came around them, rushing towards them like a torrent of horses, the horsemen on horseback were not tall and muscular, wearing woolen tunics, loose trousers, low-brimmed pointed felt hats, and a large pocket tied around the waist, loaded with arrows, short swords, and a bow.

- Armenian archers.

"It's not good!" Someone said a word, and the moment Uti showed a frightened expression, a slap sounded in his face, and Gongsun Yue jumped off the camel, climbed over the accompanying horse, and shouted: "Go-" The horse galloped out.

That Uti was a small merchant, he had never seen such a big battle, he stumbled off the hunchback, and before he could get on the horse, the roaring sound of the war horse was approaching, and an arrow flew over with an arrow in his ear, nailed to the belly of the camel he had just ridden, and his huge body fell at the same time, the Han pawn here was also running and pulling his bow to fight back, and the felt hat on Utti's head was also lost by an arrow at some point, and the whole lying on the back of the horse was still run by the horse with the crowd.

Arrows flew above him.

The Law of Sighs –

A galloping Armenian archer fell from a fallen horse while keeping his archery motion, and the knight in the rear crossed his horse directly above him, pointed in a direction on horseback, and gave a quick command in Greek: "There, the old man Cylius at the front, kill him, and destroy this eastern team." ”

The next second, a crossbow bolt shot out of the old man's hand and nailed it to his chest.

Gongsun Yue threw away the crossbow that was inconvenient to load, and Yu Guangli had roughly estimated the number of opponents, and it was very difficult to defeat the opponent with three hundred people, so he had to urge the surrounding guards to speed up and get rid of the opponent, but the Armenian archers had already rushed to catch up.

The 2,000-strong cavalry scattered in a semi-circle formation, shooting arrows at the middle team almost on three sides at the same time, and when the first Cylius was hit by an arrow and fell off their horses, their superiority was highlighted, and the one-sided slaughter began to spread along the way.

A Han rider with an arrow in the back staggered up from the ground, he was already seriously injured, but he gritted his teeth and pulled out the arrow behind his backhand, and held the ring head knife with both hands to meet the enemy who rushed over, and the bloody roar of the corner of his mouth sounded: "Ah-" roared, that is, a knife was cut down, and the broken horse's hooves swirled up with blood, and the galloping war horse suddenly let out a sad roar, and fell forward with a bang. The sword-wielding pawn was also directly knocked out by the falling war horse, rolling into a blood gourd on the ground, and there was no sound.

"Let's go!" On the horseback at the front, the old man looked back at the people who kept falling under the opponent's arrows, and there were also undead struggles to stand up and fight for their lives, and in the blink of an eye, they were drowned in the dense cavalry, and the rest of the people rode away to attract the other party and give Gongsun Yue time to escape, but unfortunately the other party was too many more than them, even if they were divided into a part, there were still more than a thousand people chasing after them, constantly pulling their bows and shooting a Celeus who dared to resist.

At this time, there were not many people still following Gongsun Yue, and there were originally fifty White Wolf God Cultists left, and there were only thirty left, and someone shouted: "General go quickly, let's stop them, go back and tell the White Wolf King: May the Wolf King be invincible!" ”

"Don't do anything stupid—" the old man yelled back.

Suddenly, an arrow flew and nailed to his back, Gongsun Yue's whole body was trembling, he almost fell off the horse, and lay on the horse's back, looking at the back of the horse with a slanted downward gaze, he was shaking and confused...... The thirty White Wolf Cultists took out the clay pots on their waists and poured the pungent liquid on their bodies and horses.

"The white wolf god is above—"

There was a high-pitched voice rushing into the sky, the light of the flame burst into flames in the old man's field of vision, the painful neighing of the war horse, the excitement of the people, the crazy shout, with a huge flame into the enemy's array, the rushing war horse frightened people stood up, and then was knocked to the ground, the burning oil stained the people and the war horse, the flame spread over, causing greater chaos.

Gongsun Yue crouched on the horse's back, tears flowed out, and his vision sank into darkness. Not far ahead, a group of Parthian cavalry of dozens of people intercepted it head-on, at this time the old man had lost too much blood and fainted, and there was a dense sound of horses' hooves approaching this side in the distance, "Prince Ardaban wants this Serius." One of the knights whispered something to his companion, and then hurriedly took the old man with him, and turned and rode away into the nearby forest.

More Armenian archers who had pursued them lost their targets, and after whispering conversations, they scattered to search, and some continued to pursue the remnants of the Cyrius cavalry until the last man was shot dead and dismounted.

In the field, the corpses were decapitated and tied around their waists, and the Parthians stripped off their armor, bows, and horses, and played with the spoils, showing off loudly to their companions, most of whom were to be handed over to the nobles of the tribe, but a small part would still belong to them, and they were glad about the trip.

The sun slanted down, and the crows in the trees flew down to the ground, pecking at a piece of flesh on the ground, and suddenly, hearing something, flew away with the piece of flesh in its mouth. A bush shook, and Uti crawled out tremblingly, trembling with fear as she looked at the corpses spread out in the field.

"Make ...... Is ..... also dead? ”

He staggered among the headless corpses everywhere, his face was pale, his armor was stripped off, and after looking at the human head, it was difficult to identify whether there was the old man inside, he didn't dare to go back like this, at least for now, the sky had not yet set, and he was turning towards Fandou City.

It was nearly dusk, and a row of wooden stakes had been erected by the moat outside Hekadonbiru, and Parthian civilians were gathered around and pointed at the bloody heads on them, whispering and talking.

"Your Majesty actually killed the messenger from the east...... Sick and crazy....."

"...... the Silk Road will be reopened, and Parthia will prosper again, but what is the purpose of your majesty's killing of the Cylius?"

"I heard that His Majesty has not taken medicine......

The small words that exchanged words were accusing the Parthian Emperor of killing the Orientals, Uti huddled in the crowd and looked at the Han Dynasty people who came together, the corners of his eyes were wet red, and after listening for a while, he quietly left the crowd, brought the news back to Dawan, and brought it to the white wolf king, telling him that the Parthian emperor was a man of his word.

What he didn't know, however, was that the Parthian emperor had fallen ill on his bed in the city's majestic palace, and a prince named Vologis stood on the terrace, glanced back at his father on the hospital bed, and then smiled and looked down on the great and magnificent capital.

"Soon Parthia will welcome his new emperor, father."

Western clouds are like blood.