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Chapter six hundred and fourteenth bizarre handover

"What?!"

The horse's hooves stopped, Gongsun Zhi tied the reins, his expression on his face was stunned for a moment. Dian Wei and Li Ke were also surprised and stepped forward to ask, "Where is the old general who is here?"

The knight returned to the central army: "Just wait for the lord to return in the commander's tent."

Before the cavalry could finish their words, Gongsun Zhi shouted loudly, whipped a whip, and had already galloped up. Hundreds of guards behind him rode their horses and followed him. A series of horse hooves roared and trembled. Along the checkpoints, the patrol team saw that it was the lord, and they put away their weapons and moved them away. When the big tent in the middle was several meters away, the curtain was lifted, and an old man came out. There were also several familiar generals around, such as Zhang Fei, Cao Chun, Huang Zhong and others, bowing to Gongsun Zhi who had been pulled down: "Last general, I have seen the governor."

He waved at them in a cloak, then stood in front of the old man for a long time before saying, "Uncle, just come back."

"Then did I, Lao Zhang, catch up with the banquet tonight? This bird is frozen and the urine is cold. It is also appropriate to drink a few jars of wine to warm up."

Gongsun Zhi glanced at the whistling black man next to him: "The war will start soon and you are not allowed to drink. Please note this banquet for now. I will capture Fandou City and let you drink enough. Today is getting late, so all the generals will go back first."

“…this is not going to be happy.”

"Haha, General Zhang, don't be upset. When the war is over, I personally invite the general to drink alone."

"Then I will remember it in my heart."

As everyone said goodbye, Gongsun Yue walked into the tent with his nephew. During the meal, he looked at Gongsun Zhi who was pouring wine for him. He took out the bloody letter of Anxi from his arms, and told him about the experience of being rescued when he was attacked. He also told him about the internal struggle between the two princes Anxi.

"I have already guessed that the royal family will cause disaster to Xiao Wall. In this case of foreign invasion, they will rebel. It seems that the Prince of Aldaban has been coveting the throne for a day or two." Gongsun Zhi took a long spoon and scooped warm wine and gave it to the old man: "... But since he has saved his uncle, it is not impossible for my Gongsun Zhi to let him be this emperor."

"Then what conditions do I need for the Western Expedition Army?"

The old man asked softly, and footsteps came from outside the curtain behind him. Uti reported outside: "Governor, the Parthian messenger is here again during the day, without bringing a gift."

Kill him and let their heads take them back." Gongsun Zhi poured himself wine, then put down the copper spoon, and continued the topic just now: "In the name of rest, we must surrender. After all, their land needs them to govern themselves. I will not interfere in political affairs and military affairs. The other two conditions are that they need to supply the entire army for consumption this winter and even spring. Second, sending them to join the army and fight with the army. They are also a feud with the Qin Dynasty. I am not worried about any problems."

"Associate to join the army?"

The wine rippled in the glass glass. Gongsun Zhi looked at the slightly settled wine inside and smiled and said, "The replenishment of the Western Expedition Army is a big problem. At least until the second half of next year, there may not be a second army to come to reinforce. It is only possible, but the conquest cannot be stopped, so foreign troops need to consume the Qin people. Before my uncle came back, I had sent someone back to Dayuan to let Meitu send troops... I also asked someone to bring gifts and some valuable things to hire a Kushan army that is not too large. When the spring of next year, the weather will warm up, and this place will probably be able to form a joint army."

Outside the tent, a soldier came in with a wooden plate, with a bloody head on it.

"After all, this is a war to share pastries... Once you see such a profitable situation, no one can withstand such greed." Gongsun Zhi looked at the head, and his lips curled up in front of the cup mouth: "Uncle, are you right?"

The uncle and nephew talked about the middle of the night and waiting for the sky to become clearer. The old man, with dozens of Harax cavalry and one hundred wolf cavalry generals, conveyed the original words of the old man at noon that day to Aldaban, who was waiting anxiously. The latter thought for a while and agreed to this not too much request.

Not long after, under Gongsun Yue's reminder, he wrote a long letter to all the people of Parthia, including civilians, citizens, nobles and officials, and asked his clerks to copy hundreds of copies and shoot people onto the city wall.

To all residents living in Parthia:

Live in this land, and love all the creatures in this land, you are a magnificent and great nation, and you have never surrendered under the spear, sword and shield of the enemy, because we have the spirit of freedom, fairness and light to drive away all the evil and injustice that are approaching, and let the hideous and cruel enemy tremble under the wrath of the Parthian people...

On the wall, when Sakesh saw this letter to everyone in Parthia, he knew that things would become more serious. However, when he sent soldiers to collect these unpredictable letters, the content had spread among the soldiers, and even spread to the city, the streets and alleys of the market.

In the palace, the sound of reciting has already read the following content in the empty hall.

"...The fair and just Parthians never provoke any war. The invasion of the Selius shocked and angry, and even willing to give their lives to die with their suffering people. But I know the truth, not angry about the cruel blood of the Seliusians. There is an old man around me, full of wisdom and kindness. He is the relative of the supreme commander of the Selius army. He was rescued outside the city of Hekadonbiru. When I saw the blood stained by the Parthian Emperor dyed by the blood.

When my father wrote the letter of state to the Supreme Commander of Celis, I realized that this disaster was not brought to the Parthians, but my brother, the current Parthian Emperor Vologis, who put the fault of killing the Eastern Selius on his father's head, and also attracted the crazy revenge of the Selius. Such a person, such a character, could not convince all the Parthians who had fair and just, and would only make people disgusted and despised. Vologis defiled the throne that symbolized holiness and power...."

"Enough!" Vollogis, on the throne, roared in anger.

"......I will drive him off the throne, clear his father's grievances, and avenge the innocent and dead people of Parthians and soldiers." The sound of reciting echoed in the temple, leaving the last sentence: "Ardaban swears."

"Aldaban... I never thought that one day you would make me, my brother, feel hateful." Vollogis clenched his fists and gritted his teeth to squeeze out this sentence, but it was all that. The other party's letter had already shown that he would stand on the side of the Selius. Adding the contents of the other party's letters would also cause the nobles and officials who originally supported him to have a problem with their position. After all, there are some things that can be imagined without providing evidence. Moreover, the Selius army is outside the city and will attack the city at any time. If there are problems within it, Vollogis is very likely to be captured by his own people and sent to the other party to calm his anger.

As he stroked the triple crown in his hand, gems passed through his fingertips. When Vollogis thought of giving up the throne he had finally obtained, he was unwilling to give up the throne he had finally obtained. He hoped that it would snow soon this day.

"Silly brother...you don't want me to have a good time."

In the throne where he was, he looked at the empty hall and murmured softly. If he was not afraid of it, it was false, he was more afraid of death than anyone else. Soon after, a guard outside the hall came in and informed: "Your Majesty, you are back from the messenger team outside the city."

On the throne, the crown was too late to put on, Vollogis stood up in panic and took two steps excitedly: "What do the Selius people say?"

"They killed our messengers."

With a thud of the crown in his hand, he fell on the white floor tiles. Emperor Parthia staggered back, retreated to the throne, and sat down dejectedly, as if all his strength had been taken away in this moment. He leaned on the back of the chair weakly, waved his hand to let the guards retreat, and fell into silence.

"Call the high priest over."

After a long time, he looked at the crown on the ground and made a decision - to give way to Ardaban.

A day later, Gongsun Zhi, who was about to attack the city again, received the news, and the attacking army temporarily stopped. Aldaban, who was more than a hundred miles west, was in shock. After learning that Vologis had given up his position, he fled to Sassanid Persia from the south.

He originally planned to use force to drive down Vologis and then reach peace with the Selius people in the manner of Emperor Parthian. He would be the hero of the entire Parthian Empire. However, his brother suddenly gave way to him, and the effect was different. He became a symbol of compromise and cowardice as his successor.

"That's how everything changed."

Aldaban looked like he had eaten shit, looking at the gate of Hekadonbiru in front of him, a slight coolness fell from the sky on his face, and it was snowing.

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"It's just snowing now...uh..."

Vollogis, who had escaped from Sassanthes, looked at the snow, suddenly covered his chest, his face flushed, and let out a "ah--" scream, spewed out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!
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