The autumn leaves fall, flipped over the breeze, and fell quietly on the soil. The weather became cooler. The soldiers on the stretched city wall walked around, and when they stopped, they looked at the long line below to escort a carriage into the city gate. The spacious streets had the bustle of the past, vendors piled up with goods to hawk, and barefoot children chased and fought in groups of three or five. The women who had experienced the tragic world still went out in fear, or hugged upstairs, but they only looked at the people coming and going, and the carriage in the black carriage slowly passed through their sight, and then entered the towering and majestic palace.

The cavalry who entered first did not have the excitement of victory in the past, and the galloping around was a dead atmosphere. Above the spacious and round House of Councillors, Gongsun Zhi was standing on the terrace and watching the black carriage get closer and closer to this side from a distance. The cavalry who took the lead stopped in two rows on the outside of the House of Councillors. Zhao Yun, wearing silver armor and white robe, took off his gun and stood upright on the terrace, arching his hands heavily.

Gongsun Zhi also raised his hand and responded heavily. He turned around and patted Dimat's thin shoulders, "Let's go down to welcome your mother, remember, you must be strong."

"Yes." The little boy nodded with red eyes.

He only learned the bad news yesterday afternoon. In fact, a child didn't know much about the meaning behind death. His father held him and sat in front of the fireplace, staring at the flames, explaining it little by little to him. Dimat felt very sad.

As the steps of one big and one small, the brown and yellow coffin was carried by the burly Gerald and several German cavalrymen and walked into the back hall. When the coffin was carried into the innermost hall room, a group of generals cursed indignation at the door. The sound of footsteps came from the floor tiles in the passage, and gradually stopped. Gongsun Zhi led his son and appeared in everyone's sight, and then made a move apart and stood up on both sides, arching his hands.

"Governor..."

"Lord, the people of the Qin Dynasty really don't know how to live or die, so they just kill directly to their capital." Amid the fierce words, Lu Bu whispered to the approaching man, "Sad."

"...A Gentile woman dies when she dies. There are many outside. If the governor wants to find her, it will not be easy... Forget it, I can't make it up." Zhang Fei held his arms and turned his head aside, and said in a deep voice: "...... Sadness."

When everyone looked at him, Gongsun Zhi was also looking at them: "Are you very idle now? You have all dispersed. The training that should be trained and the rest that should be resting will not take long. You will be very yearning for this period of time." He smiled, led Dimatt open the door and walked inside.

The autumn sunlight shone in with little temperature. In the mottled, the light dust danced, and the room was quiet. Gerald and several Germans surrounded the coffin in the middle and prayed. When he heard the sound of the door opening, he opened his eyes and looked at the coffin in front of him. Without looking back, he spoke hoarsely.

"She is a good German, looking for a place to live for the people who have lost their homes, and looking for their own glory for those Germans who are greedy for Roman citizenship... But she is not a good wife and a good mother. Stephanie gave up a lot and lost what she should have, and had better rewards... I hope that the gods can forgive her past and allow her soul to be peaceful and sublimated in time."

Gongsun Zhi looked at him silently, including the coffin surrounded by candles. After a long time, the voice of his speech stopped. Gerald stood up, his eyes were red. The burly Germanic man had already cried enough on the way. He looked at Dimat opposite, stroked the other party's short golden hair, and whispered to Gongsun Zhi: "Don't let a child know, I'll take him out."

"Is my mother inside? Why didn't she come out?"

Dimat was led by Gerald and looked back at the coffin. In the tender childish voice, Gerald tried hard to squeeze out a smile: "Because your mother is tired, she needs a very quiet place to sleep, leave this place for your father and mother, maybe they have a lot to say."

The voice disappeared outside the house. The five Germans who followed him to perform the most noble etiquette towards Gongsun Zhi one by one, and then walked out. In the house, all the sounds seemed to disappear with the moment the palace gate was closed. Gongsun Zhi looked at the coffin calmly, walked through the light of a candle, stroked the rough patterns on it, and then gently opened it.

The woman's peaceful face appeared in his sight.

"I originally planned to see you... You know in your heart that the Han Dynasty attaches great importance to family concepts and grasps the thoughts in my heart, thinking that I can eat me this way?" Gongsun Zhi stroked his cold face, slowly sat down against the coffin, and looked at the candle in front of him: "... Actually... these are not the reasons why I want to kill you."

"...I still remember how you and Gerald were captured and brought back to the White Wolf Yuan by the Sour Religion. You met Sour Religion later, but unfortunately he walked ahead of you. If he were there, he would definitely persuade me, and I would probably listen to him. You came to the Eastern Han Dynasty to find reinforcements, hoping to save your nation, and take the opportunity to ask for a child from me and continue your career. These are all understandable, but you shouldn't have ambition and shouldn't use my Gongsun Zhi's child as a bargaining chip..."

The soft words gradually became hoarse, and the fire became blurred and unfolded in my eyes.

....

The fire spread across the earth, the burning guard fence collapsed, and the flames fell into the Huying ditch. The cavalry rushed into the fleeing crowd like raindrops. Blood and shouts of killing came from all directions, constantly sounding in the fields and mountains. Huang Zhong ran quickly and split the rushing Roman cavalry and his armor into two sections with one knife. Parallel to him was Sun Ce, who was sturdy and tall, wielding a big gun, and he looked down on the crowd of people running through.

Around the surroundings, Jingzhou infantry, led by Wei Yan, rushed out from the foothills, and rushed into the wave of retreating. A Jingzhou soldier howled fiercely, chopping the panicked enemy in front of him to the ground, causing greater chaos, and fleeing wildly to the north.

Sun Ce rushed up a high slope and nailed the last enemy he could see to the ground. His hair was wet and his single clothes in his armor were covered with sweat on his skin. He felt quite uncomfortable and kept giving orders. Zhou Yu rode a white horse and rushed up, escaped from his arms and handed him a sheepskin letter.

"The seal on it is the seal of Governor Gongsun, but the content emphasizes a counselor named Jia Xu. Who is this guy? I feel it sounds familiar."

"Do you still remember the Chang'an Rebellion? It seemed like Cao Cao's counselor before..."

Sun Ce put the letter into his arms and tied the reins: "No matter what, since there is already an arrangement there, let's go back and not cause trouble for them. It just so happens that the soldiers under his command will have a chance to breathe a sigh of relief. The strategies for each defeat are no longer very effective. The people of the Qin Dynasty learned it so quickly."

Little did they know that if they advanced another hundred miles, they would be a giant city called Rome. However, with their less than 10,000 troops, it would be difficult to capture it.

He spat and looked north, when raindrops fell on his face, he turned over his horse's head and yelled: "Send the whole army to return to the sea."

....

The inner hall is quiet, and the candlelight shines on the coffin and the shadows of people swaying on the walls.

"... Stephanie, you don't know the Han Dynasty. Any descendant is very important. Dimat is just a tool for you, a tool that can be used temporarily. If your ambition is realized, will you marry another German and give birth to a pure-blood Germanic king? Then what will happen to my Gongsun Zhi's child?"

With his head leaning against the cold coffin, Gongsun Zhi opened his eyes and quietly looked at the shaking fire: "...... I will be driven down like a betrayed dog, in the contemptuous and mocking eyes of everyone, and then die in a corner, and you will only pretend to have a few tears to win everyone's praise... But I'm here..."

His arm suddenly raised, and he grabbed the edge of the coffin lid with his back hand. With a bang, his tall figure slowly stood up.

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As he walked through the candle circle, the palace door slowly opened. He turned his face to look at the coffin and whispered quietly: "...and you will never have a chance to see it."

....

Parthia, Hekadonbiru City.

Arrows streaked over the city wall, Persian cavalry surrounded the city in groups, shot arrows onto the city wall, nailed them to their shields, and bounced on the battlements, passing by a Persian soldier who was climbing a ladder and shouting, or falling to the ground at the same time with the body, falling out of a pool of red.

Aldaban has the majesty of an emperor. Now his name is Aldaban IV. He stood on the city tower at the risk of cold arrows to boost the morale of the army. He pulled out the long sword inlaid with gems and shouted: "Ardashir of Sassanthes was just taking advantage of my Parthia's expedition to the west. The rear was empty and the sneak attack was successful. When Selius's army came back, his head would be hung at the highest point of Hekadonbiru!!"

The voice spread hysterically. Ren Hongchang stood in a corner that was difficult to reach, holding his arms and looking at the countless soldiers fighting on the city wall, like a big show, but his eyes looked from above from time to time to the city, the dense military formations guarded by guns and archers... the flame-burning flag - the Flag of Kawei.

The commander with an oval sharp-angled iron helmet and half-sized armor rode on the back of a tall war horse, looking at the entire attack and defense wall section, holding the hilt of the knife around his waist, and his lips with three beards opened slightly, revealing a smile.

"Pathia is weak, so weak that he needs others to give alms. After today, the glory of the Persian Empire will bloom again in the ancestral territory, and I will become... the king of kings!"

The horn of war was blown suddenly and the general attack was launched.

....

Constantine, Gongsun Zhi, in military uniform, led Dimat onto the terrace.

The cool autumn wind blows.

Below, thousands of eyes were staring quietly, and the Germanic cavalrymen mixed with it held their breath, quiet and terrible,

"...Stephani died at the hands of Rome. She had been running for Clark for her whole life. Now she can finally have a good rest. But we cannot. There is a place called Sassanthemum to the east that is attacking the capital of the Rest. Their king, who calls himself the King of Kings, I think I want to go over and take a look and give him some time to rethink the words. And you... the heroic Germans."

On the huge terrace, the wolf king Gongsun Zhi looked at the dense soldiers with a solemn face, holding his son beside him. In the cool breeze, he raised the blond boy with his hands. The sun shone down, and his golden hair reflected a halo, and his voice roared like thunder: "......He, Stephanie's son, my Gongsun Zhi's son, will become your new king!"

The sky is full of clouds, and thousands of Germanic people slapped their weapons and made barbaric roars, shaking the world-

The wolf smoke gradually rises.

This is the vortex of dragging the entire West into the war.
Chapter completed!