Author: one minute and two halves

The consequences of the defeat of the Barbarians were fatal. Although Robus could command an army of 300,000 people, when the army became chaotic, he had completely lost control.

"retreat!"

Robus roared angrily, then became so angry that he spat out a mouthful of black blood and fell to the ground, being carried away by his guards.

Rome, which then lost its command, chose to retreat to defense, and then requested rescue forces from the city of Rome.

Rome responded quickly. After all, it was near the Mediterranean Sea, so Camillo was originally scheduled to arrive quickly with the 30th Undefeated Trajan's Legion.

"Tell me! What's going on?"

Raklilek looked at Robs and Mafil in front of him with a gloomy face.

The senators of Rome did not expect that they originally wanted to put pressure on these two people, but they did not expect that they were actually defeated.

That's why the 30th undefeated Trajan was hurriedly sent back to save the situation. Regardless of performance, when the two eagle flags were defeated, using the Miracle Legion was obviously a wise choice.

"No matter how troublesome the beast tide is, it should not be the reason for your defeat!"

Raklilek stared at the two people in front of him. They were both officers of the Thirty Legion, and later went to other legions and luckily became the commanders of the legions.

But in his eyes, these two men were still officers of their thirty-undefeated legion, and even if they were corrupted, they would not be reduced to the point of being defeated by wild beasts.

Robust and Mafei bravely explained the situation.

Lakli Lake fell into silence. He thought about many situations, such as the discord between the two, such as the eradication of African barbarians...

But what he didn't expect was that this was actually a frontal battlefield defeat.

Two eagle flags and one hundred thousand citizens and one hundred thousand barbarians were defeated by a group of wild beasts.

It was ridiculous, and at the same time, it also made Lakli Lake's anger reach its peak.

"No, Lakli Lake, I'm afraid this is not their negligence, we are in big trouble!" Camillo's face looked a little ugly.

He heard something more from Robus's words.

The beast tide is no longer a small problem, but a big issue involving diplomacy and so on.

After all, he was the former commander of the Second Eagle Banner. He was active in the city of Rome all year round, and he knew more inside information than Raklileke.

He couldn't tell now whether this was a conspiracy launched by Kushan against Rome. Although it was nonsense, he now had to think about the authenticity of this thing.

Because although it doesn't make sense logically, the reality is that these beasts have seriously endangered the safety of the Roman granary.

When Robus and Mafil were defeated in a head-on battle, they had already posed a certain threat to Rome.

The more power they invest in Africa, the more power they will have in other directions.

The Thirty-Three Eagles are the cornerstone of the Roman army. If they are forced to invest more force, it will not be good news for Rome.

This represents strategic passivity.

Rome still doesn't know what Kushan plans to do, but it is obvious that it has harmed Rome, so Rome must take certain measures.

They must be careful when facing empire-level plans.

Rome has already suffered such a loss. Wasn't it true that the first generation of the Thirteen Roses Legion was so calculated by Anxi that even the eagle flag was broken?

Camillo's report prompted the Senate to convene another meeting.

Since forging ahead, the Senate has been meeting more and more frequently. It is clear that Rome is prospering as a whole, but they need to make decisions and get more and more things.

"This matter cannot be clarified with Kuishang. We need Kushan to contain the Han Dynasty, and we also need Kushan to consume the barbarians!"

One elder said in a deep voice, and the other elders nodded in agreement.

"Are we just going to sit idly by and do nothing?" Some senators were very dissatisfied. They had never suffered such injustice in Rome.

"What's the strength of the Yuan family's retreat?" Penilens expressed his opinion,

"Yes, the two sides cannot have a large-scale war in winter, and the legions can be deployed to suppress the African continent first!" Severus nodded.

He agreed with this approach, not because of anything else, but because the conquering Parthian legion at hand needed a battlefield.

They are only one step away from breaking through to the third level of talent. Their potential was already proven during the Battle of Heaven. Compared to the failure of Eleven Sacrifice, their success is visible to the naked eye.

As Severus' personal guard, he would always receive some preferential treatment, and this time it was the same. Severus hoped to mobilize manpower to return to defense, and at the same time, he also hoped to push the Parthian legions into Africa.

No matter what the Kushans are planning, what they have to do now is to directly clean up and suppress the beast tide in Africa.

As for whether it would ruin Kushan's plan, they didn't care. What they cared about was the interests of the Roman Empire, not the interests of Rome's allies.

What's more, Wang Ba's path does not require allies, and Kushan is just a training ground for them to consume the barbarians.

If Kushan could overwhelm the Han army directly, they would still have a high regard for Kushan and consider forming an alliance with Kushan.

But now, it's better for both sides to make use of each other and get what they need.

Because of the severe cold in winter, peace rarely appeared on the Asian, European and African continents. Even the African beast kings did not conquer each other and fell into a strange peace.

However, there are turbulent undercurrents under the peace. Just like the battlefield in Eastern Europe, once the ice and snow melt in spring, war will break out again in an instant.

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With the rare calm, the Han Dynasty is approaching the end of the year. In recent years, the Han Dynasty has become more and more powerful, and the New Year Festival has become an important event, almost carrying people's expectations for good things.

Every house was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and for a while it was like a paradise on earth.

"Zichuan is indispensable for such a prosperous situation!" Guo Jia drank the wine in his hand and said to Chen Xi with a smile.

"It's not my fault alone, and I don't dare to take credit for it!"

Chen Xi curled his lips and drank a glass of wine in his hand. In this rare moment of serious leisure, everyone seemed extremely relaxed.

"I heard that today the general will have a mentoring battle with those young people. The odds are 5 to 1. Who do you beat?" Seeing that Chen Xi was not fooled, Guo Jia changed the topic to another place.

"Haha, who else can I suppress?" Chen Xi rolled his eyes. After all, Guo Hao is an upright military god who has been certified by several military gods.

Zhuge Liang, there is still a three-point chance, but the contestants are Jiang Wei, Lu Meng, Li Shimin and others. There is no suspense about this, the odds are almost one-sided.

Except for a few lucky gamblers who chose the big odds, almost no one made a second choice.

Then there was nothing more, the market was simply dumped and the odds were reset.

"Who can last the longest?" Chen Xi became interested when he saw this panel.

Different from the previous handicap that left no room for speculation, this handicap is a bit interesting.

After thinking about it, Chen Xi took out a small bag and pressed it on Li Shimin.

After all, he is Tian Khan, who has the most potential among a group of young people. He probably cannot win, but if he persists for the longest time, it seems that he can still compete for it.

However, Chen Xi just made his bets based on his feelings. He was not sure who would win. In such happy days, he didn't want to use his brain at all.

"Huo Zichuan, do you think so highly of Li Shimin, the second son of the Li family?"

Guo Jia weighed it and found that it was actually a bag of golden beans.

"You, the God of Wealth, don't print banknotes on site, but you actually use this thing?" Guo Jia asked with a smile.

"It feels like there's something in your words today!" Chen Xi raised his eyebrows, feeling that Guo Jia was a little abnormal.

"Hehehe, how about you guess?" Guo Jia smiled mysteriously.

Chen Xi rolled his eyes and ignored Guo Jia. Seeing that Chen Xi ignored him, Guo Jia became anxious first.

"Aren't you curious?" Guo Jia tried to struggle.

"Not curious!" Chen Xi's attitude was firm, he would not fall for Guo Jia's trick.

"No, you're curious!" Guo Jia was anxious. It was so uncomfortable to hear these words without anyone asking.

"Okay, I'm curious!" Chen Xi put down his wine glass helplessly, wanting to see what Guo Jia was up to.

"Hehehe, I have made a small breakthrough in my spiritual talent!" Guo Jia proudly gestured at a distance in front of Chen Xi.

Chen Xi was really curious now. The breakthrough that Guo Jia specifically mentioned would definitely not be as simple as a small breakthrough.

"Could it be that you can predict the future now?" Chen Xi guessed with some surprise.

"It's almost the same. It's just that you can get the probability by giving the options." The old god Guo Jia is here.

If in the past, he could make the future develop in the direction he expected, he himself could not guarantee the final result. He could only guarantee that the general direction would not deviate.

But after this breakthrough, his abilities were developed even further.

Not only can he now ensure that the general direction will not deviate, he can also control the future and plan the future based on probability, ensuring that the future is completely in his hands.

"Interfering with the causal future?"

Chen Xi raised his eyebrows. This was not a simple ability. No wonder Guo Jia was so excited, making him even more frivolous than usual.

"So who do you think will win?" Chen Xi became interested and wanted to bet on the future with Guo Jia.

This kind of ability that involves the future is a powerful ability, and if it is in the hands of someone like Guo Jia, he might actually be able to control his destiny.

"Humph, I bet old General Huangfu can hold on the longest!"

Guo Jia was full of confidence. Although Huangfu Song did not sign up at all, he still chose this ending based on his spiritual talent and wisdom.

"Oh?" Chen Xi was a little surprised, and then immediately planned to send someone to find Huangfu Song and invite Huangfu Song to come over and witness the future together.
To be continued...