The war continues, blood spreads.

In May, Lü Bu personally led the state army and the alliance army, a total of 50,000 people to the west, and the seven Roman legions who learned the news quickly retreated after the soldiers defected and the strength was seriously insufficient, but was ambushed by the Germanic cavalry led by Gerald of Clark City, and finally caught up by Lü Bu's army, and only a few hundred of the 30,000 Romans escaped.

The corpse followed the route of the army's advance until it reached the foot of the majestic Alps, and then stopped looking south at the Italian peninsula, at this time, he was also exhausted, and had to embark on the road back, and not long after he left with his army, in the city of Rome, Caracalla had already killed another co-emperor, and officially took power, and when he heard that the Cylius had hit his head, he immediately gathered several Italian legions, as well as the armies of the rest of the provinces, to start a siege.

The fast horse carrying the emperor's will was still on the way, and the emperor who went out of the city to inspect the army did not know that there were many people who were dissatisfied with them, and even an old man in Central Asia had fallen before he became emperor.

After reviewing the army, the tired Caracalla returned to the tent, and when he was about to rest, someone walked in, he opened his eyes in a daze, a soldier took off the Gallic iron helmet, and took out all kinds of small things from his mouth in front of him, the whole angular western face gradually changed into an Easterner, Caracalla was frightened by this scene and was covered in cold sweat, sat up in horror, and was about to make a sound, a big calloused hand stuck his neck like a pincer, and his black eyes blinked face to face.

“…… Another emperor, my life is really worth it. ”

The moment the cold voice sounded, the other hand held a dagger and stabbed into Caracalla's temple, stirring it vigorously, and when it was pulled out, there were still a few traces of white brains in the blood gushing out.

Han Long cut off his head, pretended to be it, and wiped the blood stains on the dagger with Caracalla's purple robe, and then turned to leave, the Praetorian Guard soldiers disguised at the tent were Marcus's old subordinates, and they spoke fluent Chinese: "Commander Han, go this way, someone will answer." ”

"Tell the people in the city that it's okay to leave."

Soon after, the dead janissaries were spotted and then rushed into the king's tent, only to see Caracalla's headless body lying on the ground, and great chaos ensued.

On the way back to Han Long and others, the crisis of the great changes in Rome also spread like wildfire, and at this time, Lu Bu, who had been replenished by a large number of foreign soldiers, also received the news of Sun Ce and others who had returned from the Arab region, and then gathered troops to converge in Assyria, and it was already winter.

Ctesiphon experienced a whole year of siege warfare, and the recruited Persians participated in the war in large numbers, and in the attack of hundreds of thousands of people, this towering and strong city seemed to be beaten shorter, but the people running above were still hysterical and persistent, only this coldest season is the time for them to rest.

A year of fighting has made the vast majority of people completely lose hope in the reinforcements of their home country, and there is no way back, what can they do if they don't work hard.

On the day of the New Year's pass, Gongsun Zhi's face was full of scum, his eyes were bloodshot, and he hadn't had a good rest for a long time. When he received the news from the west, he was patrolling the city wall, just took a look, and ran towards the west gate with Dian Wei Li Ke quickly, and in the wind and snow, his hair was full of snowflakes.

Under the city wall below, in the light of a few torches lit, Lu Bu, who had gray temples, arched his hands on his war horse, and his smile was wrinkled: "Can the governor ask for reinforcements?" There are still 100,000 soldiers and horses behind a certain family to deploy. ”

"Hahaha-" Behind the battlements, Gongsun Zhi laughed hoarsely against the cold wall tiles, and the laughter echoed in the night sky, spreading far away.

In the eleventh year of Jian'an, spring.

Gongsun Zhi, who received reinforcements, immediately launched a long-standing counteroffensive, and the mercenary armies of the Thracians, Sateri, and Germans joined in one after another, and the war that originally belonged to a corner of Ctesiphon was re-pushed to the entire Central Asia, and millions of Persian civilians were also consumed more and more in the war, and in the same way, the Parthians in this land were also living in poverty under the war, and in the prosperous land, the caravans were once flourishing and the people were coming and going, and the people were almost pulled into the whirlpool, stirred to pieces, and walked on the earth, There is no one left. Guishan, who was far to the east, naturally understood the evolution of the whole situation, and was already terrified in his heart for the war that had risen to such a tragic level, and immediately withdrew his troops in the west and Dawan and quickly retreated, for fear of introducing the war into his own country.

What a bunch of crazy people...... On the way back, the Guishan generals looked at the west and couldn't help but sigh. It was hard for him to imagine what kind of army it was, how people could survive with such a tragic level.

Almost all of them don't know that in all this chaos, there is a figure involved in it - Jia Xu.

In the twelfth year of Jian'an, in the summer, the war burned into the Persian Gulf with the defeat of the Persian army, and under the offensive of the 180,000 Western Expeditionary Army and the Western Coalition Army, the main force of Ardashir was besieged.

…… Four years.

…….

Time goes back, the picture is like a dream shattered and disappeared in sight, the lights are lit up in the shadows, driving away the darkness, and Dian Wei walked in with a double halberd on his back.

"My lord."

Gongsun Zhi didn't speak, quietly took the seven-star knife on the weapon rack, and walked out of the tent, the eastern sky was already the color of fish belly, "Let's go." He just whispered, and did not take another look at the Persian city that was not far from the war.

The flames of war in Rome in Central Asia and the Mediterranean were just beginning to burn, and the three countries that had lost their emperors at the same time, countless people with a purpose began to take to the stage, at least in the case of the wolf king, who put down their posture and spoke their pleas in humble words.

Before that, Gongsun Zhi returned to Constantine to meet Dimat, his son, and then agreed to the men's request to paint the land and establish a state.

"Remember, the king who opens up the territory must not have mercy, at least not in your generation, these small countries are gifts from your father, the weight is not light, if you can't hold it, come to the Han Dynasty, and wait for death as an idle nobleman."

Gongsun stopped patting his son, who had grown a lot taller, turned over and left, walked for a while and looked back again, and shouted: "Drive!" Riding his horse rushed out.

Sunset.

The young man standing on the stone bridge looked at his father who was far away, gritted his teeth, and tried not to let himself cry, but after all, he couldn't help but run up and cry out heartbreakingly.

"Daddy—"

"Daddy—"

The immature voice echoed between the forests, the river, and the city wall, and did not disperse for a long time. In the orange remnant sun, hearing the shouts of the children, Gongsun Zhilering the horse stopped, took a deep breath, and roared at the guard wolf rider who looked over: "Go!" "My eyes are also a little red.

"..... let's go back and ask those people why there are no reinforcements."

"If you can't say it, you have to die!"

The broken wolf flag swept in the wind, and the black army mixed with the huge coalition army was like a terrifying giant python winding across the land, leaving deep ravines everywhere it passed, which was the weight of blood and fire forged.

Soon, it was also the return of the king.

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