Chapter 675: The Tide Flies (1)
The autumn leaves fall, flipped with the breeze, and fall quietly on the soil, and the weather becomes cooler. The soldiers of the long city wall walked around, and when they stopped, they looked at the long procession below escorting a carriage into the city gate, and the wide streets were already bustling with the excitement of the past, with vendors piling up goods and shouting, barefoot children chasing and fighting in groups, and women who had experienced a terrible death still went out in fear, or shrank upstairs, only to show a pair of eyes numbly looking at the crowded streets, and the carriages of black carriages slowly passed from view, and then entered the towering and majestic palace.
The cavalry who went in first did not have the excitement of victory in the past, and the surrounding galloping official roads were dead and silent atmosphere, above the spacious and round parliamentary courtyard, Gongsun Zhi stood on the terrace and watched the black carriage get closer and closer from a distance to this side, the cavalry that went first stopped on the outside of the parliamentary courtyard in two columns, and Zhao Yun, who was dressed in silver armor and white robes, dismounted with a gun, dismounted on the terrace and stood straight, arching his hands heavily.
Gongsun Zhi also raised his hand and replied heavily. Turning around, he patted Dimat's thin shoulder, "Let's go down to meet your mother, remember, you must be strong." β
"Hmm." The little boy nodded with red eyes.
He only learned the bad news yesterday afternoon, about the meaning behind death, in fact, a child does not understand too much, the father sat in front of the fireplace with him, looked at the flames, explained to him little by little, never to see his mother in the future, Dimat's heart is very sad.
As one big and one small walked down the stairs, the brown coffin was carried by the burly Gerard and several Germanic cavalrymen into the apse. When the coffin was carried into the innermost hall, a group of generals scolded indignantly at the door, and the sound of footsteps came from the floor tiles of the passage, and then gradually stopped.
"Governor ....."
"Lord, the people of Great Qin really don't know whether they are alive or dead, so they simply kill them directly in Gyeonggi." In the midst of fierce words, Lu Bu whispered to the man who approached, "Mourn." β
ββ¦β¦ A Gentile woman dies and dies, and there are many more out there, and if the governor wants to find it, it is not easy..... forget it, and it will not be able to make it up. Zhang Fei crossed his arms and turned his head to the side, but still said in a deep voice: "...... mourning." β
When everyone looked at him, Gongsun Zhi was also looking at them: "Are you idle now?" It's all gone, the training of the troops, the rest of the rest, or it won't be long before you look back on this period of time and yearn for it. He smiled, took Dimatt and pushed open the door and walked inside.
The autumn sun did not shine in much temperature, mottled and the light and dust danced, the room was quiet, Gerald and several Germans were praying around the coffin in the middle, hearing the sound of the door opening, he opened his eyes, looked at the coffin in front of him, did not look back, opened his mouth hoarsely.
"She was a good Germanic who sought a home for those who had lost their homes, and for the Germanic people who coveted Roman citizenship...... But she was not a good wife or mother, and Stephanie gave up a lot and lost what she could have had in return...... May the gods forgive her past and allow her soul to be tranquil and sublimated in time. β
Gongsun Zhi looked at him silently, including the coffin surrounded by candles, after a long time, the voice of speech stopped, Gerard got up, his eyes were red, this burly Germanic man had cried enough on the way, he looked at Di Matt opposite, stroked the other party's short golden hair, and whispered to Gongsun Zhi: "Don't let a child know, I'll take him out." β
"Is my mother in there? Why didn't she come out? β
Dimatt was led by Gerald and glanced back at the coffin, and in the immature childlike voice, Gerald tried to squeeze out a smile: "Because your mother is tired, she needs a very quiet place to sleep, leave this place to your father and mother, maybe they have a lot to say." β
The voice disappeared outside the house, and the five Germans who followed out one by one performed the most noble etiquette to Gongsun, and then walked out, and all the sounds in the room seemed to disappear the moment the temple door was closed. Gongsun Zhi looked at the coffin calmly, walked past the light of a circle of candles, stroked the rough veins on it with his palm, and then gently opened it.
The serene face of the woman appeared in his sight.
"Originally, I had planned to see you...... You also know in your heart that the people of the Han Dynasty attach great importance to the concept of family, and they have grasped the thoughts in my heart, thinking that this will be able to eat me? Gongsun Zhi stroked his cold face, slowly sat down against the coffin, and looked at the fire candle in front of him: "...... actually...... None of that is why I want to kill you. β
ββ¦β¦ I still remember how you and Gerald were captured by Sour Ru and brought back to White Wolf Plain, Sour Ru later you also knew, but unfortunately he left before you, if he was there, he would definitely persuade me, and I would probably listen to him. You came to the Han Dynasty in the East to look for reinforcements, hoping to save your nation, and taking the opportunity to ask for a child from me to continue your career, all of which are understandable, but you should not be ambitious, and you should not use my Gongsun Zhi's child as a bargaining chip......"
The whispered words grew hoarse, and the firelight blurred in his eyes.
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The flames stretched across the land, the burning fence collapsed, and the flames fell into the camp ditch, and the cavalry rained down on the fleeing crowd, and the sound of blood and shouts of killing came from all directions, constantly resounding in the fields and mountains. Huang Zhong galloped quickly, and with a single sword, the rushing Roman cavalry split the armor into two sections, and parallel to his side was Sun Ce, who was strong and tall, wielding a big spear, and killed the fleeing crowd.
Around, the Jingzhou infantry rushed out from the foothills under the leadership of Wei Yan, and in the wave of retreat, a Jingzhou soldier howled fiercely, cutting down the panicked enemy in front of him to the ground, causing even greater confusion, and fled frantically towards the north.
Sun Ce rushed up a high slope and nailed the last enemy he could see to the ground, his hair was wet, and the single clothes in his armor were stuck to his skin with sweat, which was quite uncomfortable, and he kept giving orders, and Zhou Yu rode up on a white horse in the rear, and escaped from his arms with a sheepskin letter and handed it to him.
"The seal on it is the seal of Gongsun Dudu, but the content is emphasized by a strategist named Jia Xu, who is this guy? It sounds familiar to me. β
"The Chang'an Rebellion, do you remember it? It seems to be Cao Cao's advisor before......"
Sun Ce took the letter into his arms and pulled the reins: "No matter, since there is already an arrangement over there, let's go back, don't make trouble for them, just give the soldiers under his command a chance to breathe, the strategies of each breakthrough seem to be not very effective, and the people of Daqin learn really fast." β
As everyone knows, a hundred miles further forward is a giant city called Rome. However, with their strength of less than 10,000 people, it is difficult to defeat them.
He spat and glanced to the north, and when a drop of rain fell on his face, he drove over his horse's head and shouted, "Give the whole army an order, go back to the sea." β
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The inner sanctum is quiet, and candlelight shines on the coffins and the shadows of people sway on the walls.
"...... Stephanie, you don't know the Han Dynasty, any heir is very important, and Dimatt is just a tool for you, a tool that can be used temporarily, if your ambition is realized, will you marry another Germanic and give birth to a pure-blooded Germanic king? So what will happen to my grandson's child? β
The back of his head rested on the cold coffin, Gongsun Zhi opened his eyes and quietly looked at the shaking fire: "...... will be driven down like a lost dog, in the eyes of everyone's contempt and mockery, and then die in a corner, and you will only fake a few tears to win everyone's praise....... but I am here......."
The arm suddenly rose up, and he grabbed the edge of the coffin lid with his backhand violently, and there was a bang, and the tall figure slowly stood up.
"...... came to this farwestern land, crossed mountains, icy lakes, and barren deserts, and countless enemies fell under my iron hooves, not for your bullshit Germanic people, but for my son...... He will be king of Clark City, king of the entire Germanic peopleβ"
The figure walked through the candle circle, the door of the hall slowly opened, he turned his face to look at the coffin, and whispered: ".... And you, never have a chance to see it. β
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Parthia, the city of Hekadonbiru.
Arrows swept over the city walls, and the Persian cavalry swarmed around the city, firing arrows at the walls, nailing them to shields, bouncing off the battlements, and passing by a famous Persian soldier who climbed the ladder and screamed, or fell to the ground at the same time with the corpse, throwing a pool of red.
Ardaban had the prestige of an emperor, and now his name was Aldaban IV, and he stood on the tower to boost the morale of his army at the risk of a cold arrow, and he drew his long sword encrusted with precious stones, and cried out in his mouth: "Ardashir of Sassanid Persia has only succeeded in taking advantage of my western expedition in Parthia, and the emptiness of the rear, and when the army of Cyrius returns, his head will be hung on the highest point of Hekadonbiru!" β
The voice spread hysterically, and Ren Hongchang stood in the corner where the battle was difficult to reach, holding his arms and looking at the countless soldiers fighting on the city wall, like a big show, but from time to time his eyes looked at the dense army array of guns and archers under the city from above...... A flaming banner - the Banner of Kaveh.
Wearing an oval sharp-horned iron helmet and a half-body scale commander, riding on the back of a tall war horse, looking at the entire offensive and defensive wall, holding the hilt of the sword at his waist, his lips with three handfuls of beard slightly opened, showing a smile.
"Parthia is already weak, weak enough to need alms, and after today, the glory of the Persian Empire will bloom again in the territory of our ancestors, and I will be the ...... King of kings! β
The horn of war sounded sharply, and a general offensive was launched.
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Constantine, a grandson in military uniform, led Dimatt to the terrace.
Autumn cool breeze blows.
Below, thousands of eyes looked quietly, and the Germanic cavalry mixed in them held their breath, quiet and terrifying,
ββ¦β¦ Stephanie died at the hands of Rome, she had worked all her life for the city of Clark, and now she could finally rest, but we can't, there is a place called Sassanid Persia to the east that is attacking the city of Sabbath, and their king, who calls himself the king of kings, I think we should go over and take a look, and give him a little time to reconsider the wording. And you ...... Heroic Germanic peoples. β
On the huge terrace, the wolf king Gongsun Zhi looked at the dense soldiers, his face was solemn, he led his son beside him, in the cool wind, he raised the blonde boy with both hands, the sun shone down, the golden hair reflected the halo, and the voice roared like thunder: "...... him, Stephanie's son, my son, will be your new king!" β
The sky was full of clouds, and thousands of Germans slapped their weapons and let out a savage roar, which shook the world -
The wolf smoke is rising.
This is dragging the entire West into the vortex of war.