Chapter 217: The Four Idiots of Xiliang Who Lowered Their Bottom Line
Li Jue hesitated for a moment. It seemed that the excuse of being overjoyed at the sight of prey was not suitable. Marquis Guanjun had already told him to have a good talk. Even if he was really a fool, he would not reveal his true thoughts.
"All Huns must die! No matter who helps the Huns, they must die! The Han Empire is willing to devote all its national strength to fight the imperial war!" Seeing that Li Jue remained silent, Guo Si took out his weapon and smashed it on Ardashir's face.
Ardashir fell silent for a moment. Achaemenes and the others might not understand, but how could he, the grandson of Fars Sassanid, not know the real reason why Parthia did not invade the east? It was just because of the legendary Han Empire.
Otherwise, even if Parthia sent their current forces over there, it would be easy to wipe out Wusun.
Now, having truly witnessed the power of the Han Empire, Ardashir understood that his ancestors' concern for the Han Empire was indeed justified.
Of course, he understood the significance of the blood feud between the Han Empire and the Xiongnu Empire.
Isn't that just a replica of their relationship with Rome? And it is obvious that the Huns were the ones who completely lost their territory.
"If you are unwilling to draw a clear line with the Xiongnu, don't blame the Han Empire for its army's advance!"
Li Jue's political IQ was negative, and he knew that it was not something a small general like him could decide whether to wage war on an empire. However, with the support of Marquis Guanjun and the blood feud with the Huns, things were different. The Han Empire was absolutely willing to kill all enemies that had anything to do with the Huns, so Li Jue spoke particularly toughly.
Ardashield's face turned pale and frightened in an instant. He was indeed threatened by Li Jue.
After witnessing the tip of the iceberg of the Han Empire's combat power, he became very worried. If the Han Empire really joined the battlefield, then declaring the country's demise and going their separate ways would be the best option for them to pacify the country.
The Han Empire did not even need other legions to participate in the war. The Xiliang Cavalry and Yulin Army in front of them were enough to sentence the Parthian Empire to death.
By then, the Han Empire and the Holy Roman Empire would join forces to divide up Parthia, and they would not even be able to resist.
Ardashir suddenly had an idea. The other side didn't kill them, which proved that there was still room for negotiation between the two sides and it would not come to a final fight where both sides would be destroyed.
The Han Empire is so powerful. It would be great if we could kick the Xiongnu and make them allies of the Han Empire. Then it would be great to give the fertile land in the Mesopotamian region to the Han Dynasty. Anyway, we can't let those Roman bastards get away with it.
Anyway, the Mesopotamian region is basically out of their control. It would be great if they could use this area to gain the Han Dynasty as an ally.
As for what to do in the future, that is not a problem they should consider. They are almost killed by Rome.
Of course, they were not naive enough to think that they could fly to Rome with the help of the Huns.
Rome had thirty-three Eagle Banner Legions, but only two were assigned. How could they not understand what this meant?
Moreover, their current ally, the Huns, is obviously in big trouble, and it is still a big question whether they can survive in the future.
Although Ardashir did not think that the Han Dynasty could defeat Rome, it could definitely defeat the Huns. This was an established fact. No matter how powerful the Huns performed on the battlefield, they were still defeated by the Han Dynasty.
"Is the Han Dynasty so confident?" Achaemenides asked with a trembling voice. How confident was he? He was so confident that he could say something like "putting all the strength of the whole country" in front of the generals of other countries.
"The Han and the Huns cannot coexist, and the Huns should be swept into the garbage dump." Li Jue said lightly, not taking the Huns seriously at all.
Ardashir and others were trembling a little. They had witnessed the strength of the Huns. They could still fight well on the battlefield of this empire and help their Parthian Empire repel the Roman attack.
But even such a force does not dare to return to their hometown, and may even be hunted down from thousands of miles away.
Even Li Jue and his men didn't care at all who the Huns would ally with. It seemed that they were planning to uproot all forces related to the Huns. Keeping them around was probably to reduce the resistance of the Han Empire in hunting down the Huns.
The Anxi people exchanged glances and understood what the other party meant. It was nothing more than kicking the Huns for clinging to the Han Dynasty. The fighting power of the Yulin Army really surprised them.
"General, can you decide to sign an alliance with our country?" Ardashir did not hide his behavior of crossing the river and destroying the bridge. In his eyes, the Han Dynasty was much stronger than the Xiongnu. Anyway, the Xiongnu were mercenaries hired by them with money, and the two sides did not sign any treaty.
"Can you make the decision?" Li Jue was panicking inside, but on the surface he remained as calm as an old dog.
Signing an alliance, shouldn't this kind of thing be considered by a smart person like a military advisor? Why did they kick the ball to me?
"Waiwaiwai, Zhiran, you are not serious, are you? We can't make such a decision!" Guo Si whispered to Li Jue. He didn't remember telling him such a thing when the military advisor came.
"Just look at the other side and you'll know that they're just ordinary soldiers. How could they really sign a contract with us? Let's fool them for a while and go back to Luoyang to find the military advisor. Didn't the Marquis of Guanjun tell us to find Xiu'er? Once Xiu'er arrives, we'll have a large army in our hands and we can decide whether to fight or make peace!"
Li Jue said this with a sly grin, totally lacking the slightest bit of self-respect as a general, his moral character was terribly low.
Fan Chou and Zhang Ji secretly gave a thumbs up. Indeed, there was nothing more intimidating than this kind of nonsense. Even they were intimidated, let alone these barbarians and bumpkins.
As Li Jue expected, Achaemenid and Yupal were directly from the seven great nobles, and Ardashir was just a junior. Even with his grandfather and Fars Sassan present, they had to weigh the weight of the alliance.
"I hope the general will forgive our low status. We will go back and report to His Majesty before making a decision." Ardashir hated that he was not an emperor and could not decide such important matters at will. For the first time, Ardashir felt a desire for power.
"Look, look, what did I say? How can these soldiers make the decision?" Li Jue mocked the three people in front of him with voice transmission, with a regretful expression on his face.
"We are the newly appointed captains of the border defense, and we are currently living in the territory of the Eastern Wusun Kingdom. You can send an envoy to discuss with us." Li Jue said casually. What he said would not count as to how things would develop in the future. It was just a sentence anyway, and he could just swallow it back when the time came.
Under Ardashir's envious eyes, Li Jue and others led the Xiliang Iron Cavalry to clean up the battlefield and left. They could only choose to clean up the rest of the battlefield and then return to their own residences with their own thoughts.
For the first time, the three young Parthian generals suffered the greatest shock in their lives.
