Chapter 632: Queen Clark
In May, when the temperature began to heat up, the battle of Ctesiphon came to an end on the 12th, and the two regiments of the Sixth Army, the regiment of Gaius, which had reinforced the besieged city, were directly killed in the hills and fields for a day and night, and the gates of the city were opened by fraud, and the Roman soldiers in the city were pushed down under the monstrous waves.
In this morning, the inhabitants of the Parthian Empire who lived in the city had long been fed up with the colonial rule of the Romans, and in two years, a large amount of wealth and grain had been collected, and the city had been cleaned several times.
"The Parthian royal family has reconciled with the Selius, and the Romans are our common enemies!" They pointed to a group of Roman auxiliaries who had retreated into the alleyway, and pounced on the water dogs in a fierce stance, while the Xianbei cavalry, who was rushing through the street, was stunned for a moment, and then joined the battle.
For the Roman soldiers and barbarian cavalry in the city with panic on their faces, looking at the cylius and Parthian civilians who swept through every street and alley like a torrent, there were "Kill Roman miscellaneous!" everywhere. βββ¦β¦ Break off the eagle's wings. This kind of cry is the most difficult day for them.
Soon after, in the month and a half, Ctesiphon was fully recaptured, and nearly 200,000 allied troops crossed the border line and entered the Assyrian province to approach the former Babylonian ...... At the same time, a clear signal of a threat was released.
- Invasion of wolves.
And in the city of Clark, north of the Mediterranean Sea and east of Gaul, something is quietly happening.
Before the news from afar could reach this side through Anatolia, the blood on the walls had dried up and had become a dark color, and the Romans had not attacked it for months since the winter, and although the west, south, and east directions were still blocked, the boulders in the hearts of the Germanic people in the city could finally be relieved a little.
In the palace made of countless rock carvings, braziers were hung and burned in the dome, and several famous generals in the entire Clark City were sitting in the hall, talking to each other, and when the cold voice of the first woman sounded, they stopped talking and quietly listened to each other's information about the city defense and the government affairs arrangements for the second half of the year.
Over the years, the blonde queen has made people fearful with her cold posture, and she also has the same way of war learned from the East to make people feel respected, she reorganizes the Eastern tactics she knows and understands, combined with Western warfare, and uses explanations for everyone to learn, sometimes inserting some inspiring words, giving them room to imagine, and making many people believe that even under the threat of the powerful Roman army, there will still be a future for the Germanic people.
In the sonorous and powerful voice, upstairs in the hall, the blonde with black eyes and fair skin Dimatt propped his chin and looked at the burning brazier, his favorite little bow on his back, with an expression of "how long will I have to wait", but was obviously interrupted by his mother's sudden government affairs.
Then, someone came over from the corridor on the second floor, leather armor and carrying a longbow, it was his archery who taught Astia.
"Hello teacher, did you come here to listen to my mother too?" The small figure lying on the fence stood up straight respectfully, looking up at the approaching man with a small face.
"No, that's what women like to do, and men should ride horses and shoot arrows," the man had a handsome face, rubbing the boy's short blond hair, and he laughed, even the stubble on his mouth looked particularly attractive: "...... today, our Dimatt is a year older again, and it should be like learning the skills that men should have, right?" β
"...... Dimatt will grow up to be admired in the future, in addition to being full of wisdom in thought, but also have the force to convince the soldiers, listen to your mother, your father is a count, with countless armies, in the future your mother will be old, and there will be no strength to protect little Dimat, when the time comes, it will be you, as a son, to stand up and protect the Germans, your mother."
Astya smiled and said this, the words stopped, and the little boy opposite touched the bow behind him and was silent for a moment, and then nodded: "Teacher, you take Dimatt to hunt outside the city." β
"Isn't that what I'm here for? Astya is willing to serve my prince. The man clutched his chest and bowed, "But we can't let your mother know, or the plan to go out of the city to hunt will be gone." So, let's go upstairs and shoot arrows and fool the maids......"
Seeing the man in front of him pointing upstairs and saying the plan, Dimat's eyes lit up, nodded excitedly, followed the teacher, and ran upstairs to the arrow room in the sight of the maid......
As the sun set, the generals in the hall got up and left, and Stephanie and her brother Gerald walked down the hallway, chatting about the East and the name that was inconvenient to mention.
"If the war goes well, he should start preparing for an invasion of Rome, and if ...... I said if he really killed him, how would my sister deal with herself? Our time in the Han Dynasty is not too short, and I am afraid that our understanding of that person is ........"
"Brother..... if he comes and needs this city, I will give it to him, Dimatt is his child, and it will be Dimat's in the future, with a humble gesture, in exchange for a bigger report in the future, brother still doesn't understand?"
Walking up the stone steps, Gerald rubbed his fluffy hair: "It's not as far as you think, but I'm worried about whether he will ...... is the second Roman ...... Enslaving and squeezing out other peoples, constantly provoking wars, with his ability, it is difficult for anyone in this land to stop the iron hooves of the Eastern Cylius. β
"Isn't that the situation in which we are now? It's too far away, the affairs of other peoples have nothing to do with me as a woman, as long as the Germans and my children can get the best ......" Stephanie walked up to the corridor on the second floor, her words stopped, there was no child waiting there in the place where she looked, her long thin eyebrows frowned slightly, and the maid next to her hurriedly stepped forward and bowed: "Just now Astia took the prince upstairs to the arrow room to contact archery." β
Stephanie let out an 'um' and continued the conversation with Gerald as they walked up to the third floor, but there wasn't anything she wanted to see upstairs.
"What about ...... people? Immediately ask the guards if Astya and Dimatt are out! β
Gerard quickly ran downstairs and sent someone to ask the guards on duty, and soon after, Astya was seen leaving the apse with Prince Dietmar, and at dusk, when the sun was about to set, the soldiers at the city gate sent back a message, confirming that Astya had left Clark City with a little boy, and they thought it was the other party's son, so they did not interrogate too much.
"Astiaβ"
Stephanie knocked over the lamp on the table, turned around and picked off the rolls of parchment scrolls on the bookshelf, threw them in the air, and fell to the ground around her.......
"I've sent cavalry to search, and I'm going to go out of the city to look for it." At this time, Gerald put on his armor and didn't worry about his sister, so he came over to take a look first, "Don't worry too much, my brother will definitely get Dimatt back." β
"No need to go."
Over there, the woman holding the desk suppressed her anger, looked at the messy ground, and gradually calmed down, "Dimat's value, Astia knows very well, and will not take a child to vent her anger, only by taking it to the Roman military camp can you get greater benefits, brother, even if you know your whereabouts, you can't bring it back." β
"Then if the Romans come to blackmail us with Dimat......"
Stephanie squatted down with the hem of her skirt, picked up the parchment rolls on the ground one by one, sorted them out and put them back on the bookshelf, and said in a cold voice: "If the child is gone..... it can be regenerated." β
The blonde hair is lightly raised, and the beautiful side face is turned away: "I have been campaigning for the future of the Germanic people of this land all my life...... Can't give up. Brother, do you understand? β
Gerald crouched down in silence, picked up the candlestick, put it back on the table, and then turned away without looking back.
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As the stars change, the sun rises and sets, and a war horse splatters dust all the way eastward through countless rivers and mountains, and takes the unconscious child to Constantine, the temporary residence of the Roman emperor, and presents the boy who has awakened as a treasure.
"What reward do you want, betrayer of Clark City?"
Astia smiled and covered her chest with one hand: "As long as Your Majesty is willing to give it." β
The Roman Emperor, the conqueror of Parthia, Severus sat on a high throne, looking down at the man kneeling there and the boy next to him who was known to have been betrayed, he shook his head, and then stood up, the golden crown reflected the fire, flashing the light of power, and the majestic voice sounded at the same time: "The emperor of Rome is not reduced to the use of a child, and I ...... Disgusting you for this kind of behavior. β
Waving his hand: "Drag him down and kill him, hang his head outside the city, and tell everyone that this is what happens to the disloyalists-"
"Your Majesty...... It's not funny. β
Below, the kneeling man's smiling face froze at the moment, and the next second, he struggled to be dragged out, and then there was a terrible "ah-" scream faintly sounded outside the palace.
A moment later, the bloodstained head was presented.