Chapter four hundred and twentieth nine undercurrents in the spring
The beginning of February is approaching, and the spring is inverted.
As far away as the west, the weather was getting warmer. Even if the dark red and blood-dirty soil was stained, the tender green broke out of the ground, it could not hide the chill of spring. Gerald came back from the barracks outside the city and went to patrol the city walls for a while. His burly and fluffy golden beard was like a lion, holding the hilt of the sword at his waist, and his eyebrows were full of lush aura.
“………When can I keep my guard…”
He whispered softly, turned around and walked down the city wall. The entourage led the horse over. Gerald turned over and waved: "Let's go!" He took hundreds of Holy City knights to the huge palace built along the mountain at the end of his sight. Leaving the section of the city wall, it was still a barren city in the past. When the city was built, there was not much manpower or material resources to build more houses. Except for the nobles, the church residential area, there were only a few houses around.
After walking through a deserted field, there was an area where a large number of leather felt tents gathered. People lighted bonfires on the ground to keep warm. There were also many figures fetching water in the river nearby. Some people were selling goods around a dilapidated tent. The voices were noisy, and several barefoot children in short sackcloths chased after Gerald and a group of followers. This was a lively and joyful scene.
Last summer, Putimius Severus, who conquered the Euphrates and Tigris Rivers, suddenly led his troops back and launched a tentative attack on them. Gerald fought with the opponent in a tight array and was quickly defeated. If his sister Stephanie had not learned the tactics of the East and had only 2,500 cavalrymen and made a roundabout way and plagiarize Severus's rear camp, forcing the opponent to withdraw troops and return to aid, which gave the entire city of Clark a chance to breathe... It was not until winter that the Roman emperor stopped.
The son of the knight, Ptimius Severus, defeated the Syrian Governor Niger, and then rushed westward to defeat Arnubis, who was the emperor. Originally, Stephanie and Gerald wanted to build their city while in the weak period of civil strife in Rome, but they did not expect that Severus, who sent troops to rest the empire, would include the Mesopotamian Mesopotamian Basin in Rome in less than two years.
This time, they could not find the answer from the white wolf. After all, they were going to face the entire Roman empire, rather than just facing a prince like Gongsun Zhi.
Whether the Romans can hold on to the attack this year or even in the future, the opponent integrated Rome in less than six years and attacked Anxu to seize land. The spring sowing season is coming, and the war is imminent soon. Gerald does not have much confidence in this.
Step on...
The horse's hooves ran across the neat rock brick path and stopped in front of the long stone steps. Gerald turned over and dismounted the horse and threw the reins to a soldier. He dragged his cloak and walked into the palace above, and the guards around him looked over.
The burly man as big as a lion walked towards the palace. When the city officials who came and went to see him, they stopped and saluted. Gerald nodded at them, walked straight through the front hall full of flowers and green, and walked around the throne vestibule, deep at the end of the alley. He untied his cloak and threw it to the guard guarding the gate of the backyard, and pushed it into the door.
The iron basin that ignited the bonfire was in the center of the hall, and the sunlight was illuminating the beautiful patterns from the window lattice above the dome, reflected on the floor tiles. Above the stone platform more than one meter, a figure in a white long skirt sat behind the long table. Her shoulders were surrounded by a circle of fox hair, and her long golden hair hung down like a waterfall. Occasionally, as the woman looked at the parchment, it was like golden waves surging in the spring sunshine.
Listen to the steps echoing in the quiet palace.
Stephanie raised her eyes from the sheepskin map, and her beautiful eyes stared at the person coming in, as if a lioness crawling in the grass waiting to hunt over the years, except for showing rare tenderness in front of her children, she always had a cold attitude, but she was more fanatical about building a Germanic city than anyone else.
However, the person who came across from her was her brother. She was a little calmer and let the servant have some fruits. The two sat opposite each other for a while without saying a word.
After a while of silence, Stephanie might know what the man was worried about, or she didn't have much confidence in her. Her plump and tall figure slowly stood up with her long skirt and looked at the window: "The Romans, they transferred all the conquered lands to provinces, and all those who lived on that land were demoted to slaves, and their ability to be free people. Without this city, how low would the Germans displaced on this land be? Now we have spent a winter, and even under the threat of the death of the Romans, we are still standing here and still alive. Now it seems that they are not as powerful as the rumors."
She turned around, her tone was simple and straightforward, and she looked at Gerald, "... Gongsun's tactics are very useful. The Roman army is like a slow turtle. Although they also have cavalry, they don't seem to be very good at using it. This is an opportunity, my brother."
"You are so risky to do this..."
Gerald was silent for a moment and said, "We have too few cavalry... we can't pose an effective threat to the Romans. I didn't know how many cavalry you had last time. If they come back this year, it might be different."
"When they come back, the number of cavalry will be different from last year, my brother."
Stephanie crossed her arms and walked on the cold floor with her ankles naked, her beautiful eyes were confident and a hint of coldness, "Brother, you have no confidence in your sister, nor in my son, but will you have confidence in the one who is far away in the East?"
The 'Lion' opposite frowned, his face slightly moved, and then shook his head: "It's too far away, you can't know that person is still alive or not, and the Eastern Empire is too big. Even if he wants to help us, he will have to wait until he clears the enemies in his own country."
Stephanie didn't mean to say much about her brother's disapproval. She still looked confident and walked gently to the back hall with her ankle. Her voice was also coming.
"...I've sent a team of dozens of people in winter. Maybe in the winter of this year, he will receive my letter, but before that, we have no other choice." She said.
Afterwards, Gerald walked out of the palace and let out a heavy breath. Looking at the city that was built step by step, he felt a little reluctant to destroy the war again... Perhaps, there was only one way to continue to fight.
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The sky shines on the earth that has woken up from winter, extending all the way, crossing the Parthia (rest in peace), crossing Kushan, Wusun... and traveling thousands of miles away, spreading across the boundless grassland, turning down with the covered rain clouds, and going further south, where dawn is slowly drawing out from the night.
The situation in the Central Plains is still fermenting and boiling.
The cloudy spring rain fell on the streets in the early morning, and the sparse crowds held objects to block the drizzle and left in a hurry, or hid under the eaves and waited for the rain to pass. In the tense situation, the soldiers in the city also stepped up patrols and walked through the rain curtains in straw raincoats.
In Xun's mansion, the study room was lit up in the gloomy sky. In the lights, Guo Jia was playing a game with his master. After one son, "...How many people believe that the lord will win this battle?"
The man opposite, who is slender and focused on his eyes is Xun Yu. He is cautious and steady in his work. He usually has a long view of the situation and is also famous among scholars.
Chapter completed!