Herbs boiled in clay pots, and an unpleasant smell filled the room.

The morning sun shone through the gap in the clouds and into the window lattice, and the spots of light fell on the body of the mattress, and soon the old man woke up in a noise.

There was a lot of noise outside, it was a different language, maybe I heard movement in the house, and a woman of about forty walked in outside, with a long skirt and a wide long-sleeved blouse, her skin was slightly dark, and there was no beauty in it. Gongsun Yue lay on it and watched her extinguish the small fire in the furnace and pour the herbs boiled in the jar into the bowl, the woman was a little ugly, but she still turned her head and smiled at him, showing her white teeth.

"I know you saved me, but please let me see your lord as soon as possible, or something will happen......"

“.……”

"The old man knows that you don't understand, but the matter is very serious, your prince wants to seize the throne, and killing us Han people is just a chess move......"

The Parthian woman was still smiling, her eyes blinking at the old man.

“…… Savage, how can a woman look at a man like this, go and call the person who can be in charge of your affairs, it will be too late. ”

He woke up for half a month, the arrow wound on his body has not healed, every day the woman is taking care of him, the person who rescued him occasionally comes over once or twice to greet a few words, it is a young man, the appearance is seven or eight points similar to that Vologis, half a month, Gongsun Yue is not difficult to guess that this person is likely to rest in peace, the second prince of the old emperor of Parthia, as for the name he does not know.

As for the woman in the house, she was specially arranged to come to serve him, and she was not dumb, but she couldn't understand the language, but the old man couldn't help but want to say more, for more than ten days, no one talked to him, it was simply a kind of torment, and sometimes the woman would come to communicate with him, such as at night, and quietly climbed into bed...... The old man faintly understood the other party's thoughts in his heart, although the rest is a country, but most of it is still a tribal system, the situation of autonomy, the emperor's direct jurisdiction is only Gyeonggi, and there is very little rainfall all year round, the air and soil are dry, there are large deserts and Gobi in many places, and the grassland is used to graze horses, and the fields planted are relatively small, if it is not in the middle of the East and the West, it can gather a lot of wealth, this country will be difficult to maintain.

And the conditions are limited, so there is no standing army in peace, and there is no way to use soldiers to settle the field.......

"Forget it..... it's useless to talk to you more."

The old man smiled and said, propped himself up and sat up, and the Parthian woman cooled the medicine in the bowl a little, walked over with it, fed him with a wooden spoon, and occasionally muttered something that Gongsun Yue could not understand.

After drinking the medicine, Gongsun Yue wanted to go out for a walk, the outside is not a big courtyard, the adobe built up of the outer wall, people can see the outside when they jump up, the woman silently followed behind, tired to rest under a nearby tree, watching the light and dust in the line of sight dance, it was almost noon, the sound of horses' hooves sounded outside, and the woman who was cooking in the house also ran out, while kneeling, Gongsun Yue tried to stand up, pulled the wound, and there was some pain.

A door not far away was pushed open, and several Sabbatical soldiers walked in.

They looked around vigilantly, and then stood on both sides and bowed their heads, wearing a V-shaped open white robe, a man wearing a copper hoop walked among the soldiers, and saw the old man under the tree, with his beard open, laughing and approaching, the old man probably understood that the other party should say some polite words to meet, so he bowed his hand and saluted: "The Han envoy has seen His Highness." ”

The man who came in was named Ardaban, the youngest son of the Parthian emperor and the younger brother of Vologis.

"...... Celeus, you are a wise old man, aware of my brother's ambitions, just a few days ago, I arranged for someone in the city of Hekadonbiru to wear out the news, he controlled the great Parthian emperor, my father, put the charge of killing the Cyrius on the emperor's head, counting the capture of the Euphrates and Ctesiphon by Severus in Rome four years ago, so that my father's prestige was at its lowest, but as long as you are not dead and the credentials are still there, we have a chance to ......."

Ardaban clenched his fists in a language that the old man did not understand, "....... Soon we will set out with an army against my brother, clear my father's name, and let the unclean get the punishment he deserves! ”

After watching the excited man leave, the old man stood there and looked at the back of the person who went out, and couldn't help sighing, the woman who was kneeling there thought that he was a little depressed, and came to comfort him, Gongsun Yue sat back under the tree and looked at her: "You are all about to destroy the country...... also laughed ..... his mother's ......"

The words mixed with emotions were complicated, the woman next to him came to comfort him, the foreign soldier looked at him expressionlessly, the gentle voice, the noisy sound, gathered in the ears of the old man, he raised his head, the sun was scorching, and there were white clouds floating in the sky, changing all shapes, sometimes like oxen and horses, chariots, and human figures, and soon he became a knight galloping on horseback, shaking hands and killing with a scimitar, as if blood was splashed and rushed into his field of vision.

The war has begun.

Poof-

The scimitar poked out to the right side of the rushing horse and slashed at the man's back, the corpse slumped on the hot ground, splashing dust, and more pairs of straw sandals and bare feet ran through the gravel, gravel land. Countless galloping horses' hooves chased after him, and the knight on horseback let out a fierce cry, and the blade swung directly into the crowd.

Blood spilled down the flesh cut by the knife, the men's cries and the women's cries blended together, the galloping hundreds of cavalry drove together in a circle, the children cried in the crowd, the old man fell and was trampled under his feet, clutching his arms in pain, and the soldiers who escaped from the city of Margiana pushed the people nearby, let the spears that pierced them nail to death, and then took advantage of the gap to rush out like crazy.

But then he was shot by an arrow and fell to the ground. Ahunya, who put down the longbow, waved his hand to that side, and the speeding Hun cavalry began to tighten the circle, holding spears and scimitars and waving wildly at the Parthian civilians who were huddled together, blood burst and splashed, people's faces were split and fell, the woman cried loudly, and the moment she covered the eyes of the child in her arms, a spear pierced from behind and pinned them to the ground.

The crowd rushed out even more frantically, and the Hun cavalry who wielded knives and spears simply got off their horses, laughed hideously, hundreds of knife lights slashed indiscriminately on the round line, bringing up a large splash of flesh and blood, some wanted to resist and stretched out their hands to block, and in a blink of an eye, their arms flew up, the woman stripped naked, knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing, wanting to exchange her body for a life, the Huns who wielded the knife hesitated, and then was kicked by his companions, gritted his teeth and shone on his rather good-looking face, and chopped it down.

The half-dead woman rolled to the ground and screamed, her broken bones peeking out from the middle of her face, and the ground was sprinkled with blood and seeped into the dry soil.

The corpses of the surrounding Parthian civilians and deserters were piled up on top of each other, and there was no sound, and the Hun cavalry went over to pull the corpses out, and with a knife to cut off the heads with frightened and crying expressions, and laid a long blood-colored line on the ground, stretching towards Nisa, one of the Parthian capitals.

Huge chaos is spreading.

The city of Margiana was abruptly besieged, and a few days later the walls were directly torn apart, and a group of Parthian soldiers launched street battles under the organization of officers. However, in less than half a day, he was driven out of the houses directly by the crazy Xiliang infantry and killed them in a small alley, and the whole city was also ablaze, and the massacre of the city without sealing the knife began.

The Huns, Xianbei people, and Wuhuan people have tasted the sweetness of the previous slaughter of the city, and at this time they are even more ferocious and barbaric, and those who resist and do not resist are usually killed directly. The humiliated corpses were thrown on the side of the road or burned along with the houses, and the cries and screams accompanied by the fire rang out in all directions, and the governor of Malgiana had his limbs cut off. Hanging from the stake before he died, he watched his wife and daughter being stripped naked by dozens of Xianbei people in turn, and then Bai Huahua's body was thrown from the castle in a hideous laugh.

"Ahhh

Five miles outside the city, Gongsun Zhi looked at the burning city on the slope of the mountain, took out the map and looked down carefully, threw it to others, waved the horsewhip and pointed in a certain direction: "...... let them save some effort, there is still a Nissa to slaughter." ”

At the same time, the news of the attack on Margiana rushed through the front line of the confrontation, and quickly spread towards the city-states, and at noon on November 20, the knights with urgent information frantically rushed into the center of the whole Parthia, Hekadonbiru.

At this time, it was in a celebratory and lively atmosphere, and in the beautiful harp melody, Vologis, dressed in costume, sat on a high terrace, receiving the blessings of the nobles and officials below, and not far away, the high priest held the crown that belonged only to the emperor, and walked towards him step by step.

"......Father, you are old, your wisdom has faded, you are really dreaming of an alliance with the Celeus, they are far away in the east, separated by impassable mountains and deserts, it is impossible to reach Parthia, and how can an emperor rely on another country, you watch carefully, see that Parthia will rekindle its glory in my hands-"

The crown came to the front, Vologis got up from the chair sewn with velvet, and solemnly swept over the Parthian nobles seated below, "Today, the country will have its new imperial ......."

"Your Majesty, Margiana is invaded!"

The galloping horses broke into the palace, the shouts of the soldiers were abrupt in this peaceful atmosphere, and the young man who was about to become the new emperor was interrupted, and he took the sheepskin containing a huge message, and the whole person trembled and shook slightly, and his face was pale in the brilliant skylight.

"How did the army of the Cyrius appear.......? How could Guishuang and Dawan let them over? Vologis crumpled the sheepskin into a ball, and it took him a long time to squeeze the words out between his teeth.

What was originally insignificant turned into a mountain weight, rushing in the face.

………

Where he couldn't see, the soldiers stretched, and countless horses' hooves flowed like a great river on the land of Parthia, and the crazy and roaring slaughtered Nisa, the cultural capital of northern Parthia, and the governor of Nisa, Remidals, who received the news, gathered the noble army in the city, as well as the tribal army, to make a gesture of blocking.

And the girl in red armor who arrived at the battlefield first and led the state army didn't say a word, and the two thousand iron horsemen behind her directly killed her.