At this moment, the messenger outside the hall hurriedly broke in and said that there were foreign envoys asking for advice. ←

This sentence surprised everyone. What kind of envoys would come to see us at this time?

The last one who walked in was a young man carrying a golden dagger and a Persian embroidered cloak. As soon as he saw Brutu, he introduced himself, "I am the son of Herod, the Parthian emperor, and my name is Pacros."

Now everyone's sighs were even higher. Pacruz was a handsome and heroic figure. His face belonged to Persians, with a high nose and deep eyes; while his body was Greeks, with Kong Wu slender.

Brutu raised his hand and expressed his hope that everyone would be quiet. Then he looked at Pacros, "I guess your journey to Athens is full of difficulties!"

"It's not that difficult. I am not a person who likes to lie. I first mingled with the garrison commander of your country as a merchant. Because there were no official appointed officials there, the situation was terrible. Then I took a boat from the harbor of Antioch and continued to bribe all the way to Xiaoya. I had no place where I suffered except for the need to conceal my true identity. In Ephesus, I was greeted by His Excellency Urabella, and then he sent me here." Then, Pacros submitted the letter of the country with the seal of Parthian Assassin to Brutu's papers, and the road of the seal of Urabella.

"According to convention, as the prince of Parthia, he will only appear in front of me in two identities, one as a prisoner of war in triumph, and the other as the commander of the enemy on the battlefield." Brutu tentatively.

"No, today I will stand here as my third identity. Standing in front of your eyes. That is an ally." Pacros said in a striking voice. "I shoulder the mission of the entire empire and my father, that is, to unite with you and fight against Libida-for this I suggest that you can abandon Athens to avoid Libida's edge, and then concentrate on controlling the various fortress islands in the Egyptian Sea. In this way, Libida will spend a lot of energy and a long time to deal with you.

During this period, we will concentrate our national efforts to attack Syria and Judia, believe us, defeating this group of people and seizing this land without any effort, and then our father will fight for Armenia to pour into our camp again. Then, as long as we tug at the Xiaoya area and Li Bida, we believe that our army is backing, we will continue with Li Bida for a long time. In this way, your dream of restoring the country will be greatly increased, or it will no longer be as slim as a dream."

This suggestion is almost exactly similar to the plans of Sibalas and Karata Femius, and now it has added Parthian reinforcements. It seems that it will really be as the Parthian prince said, "the chances of victory will be greatly improved."

But no one dared to make a decision on behalf of the head coach. Everyone turned their attention to the core figure Brutu. He closed his eyes for a while, and then said to the prince, "I don't doubt your sincerity in forming an alliance. Even now, as long as I want, the Kingdom of Dacia will promise to join my camp and fight against Li Bida. Because you all know that if I perish, Li Bida will definitely inherit Caesar's policy in the next step and go to war with Dacia and Parthia. It will be difficult for you to turn around again - but what I care more is that your aid cannot be without conditions."

"Yes, I must be open and honest, that is, we want to ced the Syrian province and turn Judia and Armenia into our vassals." Pacros did not block it and reported the conditions openly.

As a result, Brutu stood under the map, thoughtfully, and replied to Prince Parthia in a tone that was neither humble nor arrogant, "If Judea and Armenia were given to your country as vassal states, I have no objection, because the people of these two countries did not have the freedom rights similar to the Romans. They were used to the kings to execute their power on their behalf, but Syria is different. The Republic has established a province here for a long time. It is bathed in precious glory and is not allowed to be a ** monarch, such as yours.

My father took away. I am a subject of the Republic. Whether I am successful, exiled, or fighting now, this identity is the treasure I cherish most from my birth to death. Therefore, I am no different from any Romans in terms of defending and expanding the territory of the Republic by force, except for those thieves who betrayed the interests of the country. So, whether it is Parthia or Dacia, I am not ready to join forces with it. The Kingdom of Dacia also demanded my freedom from the Macedonian province, but I have completely rejected it."

Brutu's reply was moved and regretful to everyone here. Even if they fought alone, they would never recognize any treaty that lost their sovereignty, even if it was only verbally.

Prince Parthia was also very sad. He bowed to Brutu and said, "I admire your noble soul and actions, but please let go of your long-term prejudice and consider more for the current situation! If we do not join forces at this moment, we will be defeated by Li Bida soon. In that case, if we are just guarding the faith, what kind of place will we use to?"

"But any force must be supported by faith, otherwise it will become a rough and uncontrollable killing!" After Brutu finished speaking, his eyes suddenly flashed before him. He suddenly felt that he was still in the Pompei Theater, holding a dagger with blood and heat in his hand, stabbing and stabbing Caesar. Caesar said quickly, "You have your share, my child!"

"That's it!" Brutu shouted out in a daze. This sentence was a little sharp and loud, and a little nervous, which was very different from his stable words just now. Then he shook his hands and held his forehead slowly.

The whole scene fell silent, and then Brutu regained his spirits and first apologized for his loss of composure. He said sincerely to Pacruz, "I will not vent my anger on you and your noble father because of the miserable failure of the Romans in the Syrian desert in the past, because that war was initiated by Crassu because of his private slaughter. It is worth dying. However, once you really get involved in the Syrian province, even if you drive Li Bida, I will defend the territory of the Republic to the death."

"Okay, I wish you a victory..." Seeing that there was no hope of negotiation, Pacros could only sigh, salute to everyone present, and then say goodbye and leave.

Brutu sat in the seat with his sword. He also understood in his heart that for the sake of loyalty and faith, he could only fight Li Bida with the death of his back and for the sake of his life. So after he was silent for a while, he raised his head and said to everyone,

"Next, I will formulate and announce the specific combat plan!" (To be continued, please search for Piaotianwen, the novel is better, updated and faster!
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