Conquering Myriad Worlds from the Mythical Three Kingdoms

Chapter 372 The Weishui Alliance (rest version)

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The transformed Hongtian Lei roared as loudly as the powerful cannonballs of heaven and earth energy hit Anxi's secret art of protecting the country.

"This secret technique is quite good!"

Zhuge Liang's eyes were shining with spiritual power. Relying on the analysis of many spiritual talents, he had mastered the principles of this defensive secret technique.

Even relying on Xu Shu's spiritual talent, he found some loopholes in this secret technique, but it is a big secret technique after all. Even if the loopholes are found, there is no way to cause any substantial crisis without using the lives of soldiers to fill them. .

However, the heavy psychological pressure was transmitted to the dignitaries and people in Ctesiphon through the roaring sound.

The army approaching the city and the roar of artillery fire always make people feel worried, so that the whole Ctesiphon people are panicked, and no one can guarantee victory.

Even Fars Sasan and others were unsure.

To be honest, they wanted to forcibly defend the city at first, but after counting the number of Zhuge Liang's soldiers, they were heartbroken.

There are about [-] troops, all of which are elites. This number is already several times the garrison strength in the city.

They do have a lot of troops on hand, but many of them are not in Ctesiphon.

Even the power of Ardashir and the Kallan family have not yet arrived, and Ctesiphon is really a defenseless place now.

Fars Sasan knew that the defensive secret technique could still withstand attacks of this size, but once the army gathered on the opposite side began to attack the city wall, sooner or later the secret technique and the city wall would be smashed together.

"Damn it, what do they want?"

Fars Sasan was not stupid. He had figured out Zhuge Liang's plan, but he was unwilling to face this fact and planned to delay until reinforcements arrived.

By then they will have a lot of troops, and they will be more confident even in negotiations.

But he didn't know why, but he felt very uneasy. He always felt that he had fallen into the trap woven by Zhuge Liang. If he was not careful, he might become a shameful person who was forced to subjugate his country just after usurping the throne.

"Report, Your Majesty, there is news from the Esfander Yar family. They were ambushed by the Xinghan army. Their opponent is the Xiliang Iron Cavalry that they have seen before. They can only hold them back, and they may not be able to reach Ctesiphon!"

The news of the messenger was like a thunderbolt, and Fars Sasan suddenly understood why Zhuge Liang only besieged but did not attack.

At first, he thought that Zhuge Liang, like Ganassis, was just trying to fight the autumn wind, so he planned to delay it. It was best to compensate him when the situation was evenly matched, at least to buy time, and then stabilize the country.

But now he is really panicking and gathering around to call for reinforcements. He has realized the crisis.

In his eyes, Zhuge Liang's ambition may not only be Ctesiphon, but what he wants is the entire rest of peace.

It is even possible that the Mihlan family and the Zeke family have secretly reached an agreement with Zhuge Liang.

If he can usurp the throne, then how can the Mihlan family and the Zeke family have no ambitions.

No one knows what is hidden under the calmness. It seems that he can use the reputation accumulated by his family for an opportunity to severely damage the Sullun family and the royal family.

Will the Mihlan and Zeke families do the same?

The monarch of Mesopotamia was a brother of Vogelges V, and the monarch of Mesopotamia still fell to Rome.

In the face of interests, family ties may not be really strong, let alone other forms of ties.

Fars Sasan's heart felt heavy.

"Report, Your Majesty, there is news from the Milan family that they are surrounded by the Xinghan army, and their opponent is the military soul army of the Xinghan army!"

"Report, Your Majesty, there is news from the Karan family that they are besieged by Xinghan army spirits and cannot arrive as scheduled!"

Fars Sasan's heart fell into an abyss. If they were one family, it might just be a coincidence, but if so many families came together, it was completely the other party's plan.

Only then did he wake up to how serious the other party's penetration of An An was.

A piece of loose sand, the great nobles who have not yet been united are completely the chess pieces given by the other party on the chessboard, and they act according to the other party's wishes.

If they were really allowed to gather their strength together and assemble the power of the Imperial Guard, the Army Soul Corps might not really be able to capture the city.

But now... the opponent doesn't need to use any force at all, he only needs to show the muscles he should have, which is enough to make the great nobles fearful.

The other side doesn't even need to send many manpower. It only requires one military spirit legion and two legions, which is enough to scare away the big nobles.

Even if the Karan family is dragged onto the pirate ship by them, they still hope that the other party and the military soul army will fight hard, so they should just go to sleep.

"Grandpa! I'm back!" Ardashir rushed into the hall.

Fars Sasan sighed. At the critical moment, only his family could be relied upon.

"How is the situation?" Fars Sasan asked.

"Too bad, the other party has no intention of stopping me at all, and focuses entirely on the Karan family!" Aldashir told Fars Sasan bad news.

"Go down and send someone to have peace talks with Xinghan!"

Fars Sasan sighed. He had realized that they seemed to have no choice. The other party had forced them to negotiate.

"Grandpa, let me go!" Ardashir volunteered.

"No, you are the future prince, how can you put your life in danger!" Fars Sasan refused instantly. Ardashir's father had died on the battlefield with Rome.

Their family's reputation was built with sacrifice and blood. If not, they wouldn't be able to trick the two major families at once.

Just like before Sima Yi's Oath of Luoshui, the Sima family still had a guaranteed reputation, and everyone was willing to believe in the Sima family's guarantee.

But after Sima Yi broke the oath, not many people believed anyone named Sima who swore an oath.

Reputation is difficult to accumulate but extremely easy to collapse.

"Grandpa, just let me go. Who else can really make up my mind other than me!" Aldashir said in a disappointed tone.

Who can they trust at this time?

In the entire Sasanian family, the only people who can take charge at this moment are Ardashir and Fars Sasan.

"You're right! None of us can believe it now!"

Fars Sasan seemed to be half awakened by Ardashir, muttering to himself.

"Just let me go, Grandpa!" Ardashir continued to plead.

Fars Sasan shook his head.

"I have a better candidate!" Fars Sasan said calmly. It is true that they no longer have a trustworthy person in charge in Ctesiphon.

But besides Ardashir, there is actually a more suitable choice.

"Who?" Ardashir was very surprised. He couldn't think of anyone who could be more suitable than him.

"Me!" Fars Sasan pointed at himself. "Grandpa!" Ardashir couldn't believe it.

"You are still young. The fate of the Sasanian family is in your hands. I am just an old man who is dying. All sins and ugliness will be shouldered by me!" Fars Sasan looked at Ardashir. Full of kindness.

It was really because of Ardashir that he decided to rebel. Now that things have happened, let him pave the last leg of the road for Ardashir.

Regicide, usurping the throne, betraying the country... all the crimes will be shouldered by him, and Ardashir will step on his bones and lead the Sasanian family to a higher peak.

"Grandpa, I can't..." Ardashir couldn't accept it.

"Call me Your Majesty!" Fars Sasan interrupted Ardashir.

There was no longer kindness in his eyes, only unquestionable determination.

"This is an order. Once I die unexpectedly, you will take over the throne immediately!"

"Grandpa!" Ardashir couldn't accept it at all.

"Bang!" The God of Elements struck Aldashir on the neck, instantly making Aldashir unconscious.

Although he has not yet returned to his strongest state, he has still reached the breaking point.

There was no chance of a miss in a sneak attack on the distracted Ardashir.

"Come here, take General Ardashir home!"

Fars Sassan calmly ordered that the dead warriors of the Sasanian family took Ardashir away.

"I can't go with you. Once they discover my identity, there will only be an end waiting for the Sassanid family!"

The God of Elements said calmly to Fars Sasan.

Fars Sasan nodded and signaled the God of Elements to leave without saying anything else.

When he was the only one left in the hall, he sat down on the throne with some dejection.

"This is the price..."

Touching the throne beside him, Fars Sasan's figure became more stooped. He understood that he would become a sinner.

Although he didn't know Li Shimin, Fars Sasan at this moment could fully understand Li Shimin's mood when he signed the Weishui Alliance and bowed to the Turks.

Humiliation, unbearableness, helplessness... complex emotions piled up in my heart, and in the end they could only turn into a long sigh.

On the second day, Fars Sasan took only a few personal followers and walked out of the city gate of Ctesiphon towards the Xinghan camp.

"I didn't expect that Fars Sasan is still such a hero!" Zhuge Liang's eyes flashed repeatedly. He originally thought that Ardashir was coming, and he wanted to frustrate Ardashir's spirit.

To prevent Ardashir from really trying hard to govern, it would become a problem for them on their way west in the future.

Although he firmly believed in his victory, the difficulty of the opponent was related to the lives of the soldiers.

Using all means to weaken his opponents is exactly what he, the commander-in-chief, should do.

"You are the king of a country, but you have the feeling of the will of the empire in the emperor. If nothing else happens, the person of destiny who will rest in peace should be Ardashir!" Zhuge Liang squinted his eyes.

The theory of destiny actually exists in every country, and when Zhuge Liang came into contact with immortals, he gained a more comprehensive view of destiny.

And something as abstract as destiny has become concrete and turned into a collection of things like luck, fate, and status.

The most obvious one is the will of the empire. Yuan Shao was able to create the will of the empire with the help of Huangfu Song, but Fars Sasan did not. Zhuge Liang could only think that Ardashir was the real man of destiny.

In fact, if it truly develops according to the historical trajectory, Ardashir, who established the Sasanian dynasty after the fall of Parthia, was really a renaissance king, directly leading Persian Sassanid to a new peak.

"Your Majesty Sasan, please come with me!" Zhao Yun greeted Fars Sasan outside the camp, and then escorted Fars Sasan and his party to the big tent.

Zhuge Liang gathered all the middle and high-level generals in the camp into the big tent.

"Meet His Majesty Sassanid."

Zhuge Liang had no intention of humiliating Fars Sasan and greeted Fars Sasan solemnly.

"You are so capable at such a young age. I really want to go to Xinghan to see what kind of powerful empire it is that can cultivate young people like you!"

Fars Sasan looked at Zhuge Liang, who seemed to be younger than his grandson, with a dazed expression. He thought that his grandson was already a leader among men, but now he was even more shocked to see Zhuge Liang.

"If you had seen my lord the emperor, you would be even more surprised!" Zhuge Liang responded to Fars Sasan with a smile.

"Emperor...jun?"

Fars Sasan chewed on the content transmitted by Zhuge Liang through mental fluctuations.

Although he didn't quite understand the meaning of the so-called emperor, he understood that it should refer to the current Emperor Xinghan.

After the two sides exchanged greetings for a few words, they fell into a brief silence.

"Let's talk, what are your conditions!" Fars Sasan was the first to break the silence. He was already mentally prepared. The meaningless temptation would only add more twists and turns. He just wanted to see off the Xinghan army now.

Rome may not be able to add insult to injury. The Xinghan must be sent away as quickly as possible in order to gather strength to deal with Rome.

Facing Xinghan, they could negotiate peace, but facing Rome, they had no room for peace negotiation.

If the Persian Sasanian Dynasty wanted to be truly established, they had to give Rome a head-on attack!

Only by leading a large army to defeat the Roman army head-on can we truly replace the Parthian Empire and establish the Persian Empire.

"We don't have many conditions. The first one is to cede a border city as a trade point and establish trade relations with Xinghan to exchange what we need!"

Zhuge Liang saw that Fars Sassan went straight to the point without beating around the bush and directly stated his own conditions.

"Trade... I agree!" Fars Sasan thought for a moment, and then agreed directly. This was what they expected.

At that time, the Han Dynasty and the Xiongnu were no longer sworn in sworn enemies, and there was still trade in border markets. This is not surprising.

After initially reaching an agreement, Zhuge Liang was very satisfied with Fars Sasan's straightforwardness, so he directly brought up his main event.

"Second, two hundred thousand craftsmen from all walks of life!"

"There are not so many craftsmen!" Fars Sasan frowned, they really didn't have this thing.

However, Zhuge Liang himself was a lion's mouth. Thinking about the shame of Jingkang in the Northern Song Dynasty, there were not so many beautiful craftsmen and beauties captured by the Jin Kingdom from the Song Dynasty.

"You will be given as much as you want, including apprentices!"

Zhuge Liang took advantage of Jia Xu's talent, so he could naturally see that Fars Sasan was telling the truth and did not get entangled, so he relaxed the conditions for Fars Sasan.

(End of this chapter)