Patriarchy should convey love, not violence - as stated in the code of Hadrian's era

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Just when Adiana and Karabis, a pair of "Carbis" who once shared hardships, were busy quarreling at the Temple of Diana in Sofini, Tegresetta, a new capital in the Armenian plains outside Stadia, was also very aggressive. Since the King of Kings and the Romans started a war with the Romans, as Queen Otpeli said at the time, Mesopotamia, Syria, Arabia and even the nomadic peoples on the Red Sea have traveled thousands of miles to gather in this city, preparing to respond to the call of the King of Kings and fight to the death with the Roman Legion.

Tegrasetta was originally a civilized capital with Greeks and Asian Minor as the main residents, but suddenly became a barbarian world. These people were drinking and making trouble all day long, trampling the market for ranches, turning the racecourse into a hunting ground, and turning the municipal council into a large tent for their gambling and prostitution. They would only show off their bravery to each other, and openly draw their swords and fight on the streets for trivial conflicts, and create countless bloodshed every day.

After Sophini was defeated, he lost Misaro and Tegranis of Nessa. He came to this city. Because of his depression and annoyance, he locked himself in a palace on the outskirts of the city. He did not want to meet any guests, and naturally he refused to meet with his father-in-law, King Mitradati and Ubert, who were in the same city.

Today, the sun shines brightly, resolving the cold of the past few days. On the terrace of a mansion in the city center, Mitradati VI, with a huge body, leaning against the railing, and reading the urgent letters from the Euphrates River with her concubine Stratonis.

"Damn, Nesa was captured too..." Mitradati said with depression, hanging the papyrus under his palm. At this time, the streets under the mansion became noisy again - two gangs of Arab tribe warriors from the Red Sea were together in order to make way for the problem. The two sides first quarreled, then verbally abused, and finally pulled out scimitars from each other. The flash of the tip of the knife immediately filled the entire street.

The windows of houses on both sides of the street were all closed, and the wealthy citizens were especially unwilling to cause more trouble, and they were more troubled.

"Hey! If you have extra energy, why not give it to me!" Mitrada on the terrace suddenly shouted at all the soldiers below. He was proficient in twenty-six languages, including Arabian.

"What did you say?" an Arab warrior below raised his head, carried the scimitar on his shoulder, and asked at the fat Mitradati.

"I'll give each of you the price of three drachmas a day, as my mercenary."

The dozen Arab warriors gave up the fight, chatted with each other, and then bargained: "That won't work, at least four a day."

Soon, in the yard of Mitradati's mansion, there were a group of elite desert soldiers holding camels sitting, clamoring constantly. "Stratonics, my dear Stratonis, I have to care. After hiring so many soldiers, can my expenses still bear it?" Mitradati walked into the inner room behind the terrace, sat on the couch, enjoying Stratonis' gentle massage, and began to care about financial issues.

"It's okay, your vault is still in our hands. Neither the Armenians nor the Romans found the castle. There were eight thousand Talent gold and silver inside, enough for ten thousand infantry or five thousand cavalry pay for a year." Stratonice comforted.

Mitradati smiled with peace of mind and stroked his concubine's wrist: "Achilles came to report yesterday that the 100 three-row paddle boats supported by the State of Cyprus have been in place. Tucker Schiller also said that the recruitment of 4,000 Armenian light cavalry and 4,000 barbarian infantry has been completed. I think it's time for me to take action, and I will go back to my capital - here, and I will leave it to Tegranis and Lukulas to fight slowly."

"My Majesty, do you mean that everyone is raiding Silesia?"

"No." Mitradati smiled sly, "Achilles' fleet will swim in the Silesian waters, but I will personally lead Tarksil's men through the pass of Taurus and raid Bendu from land, which is called "East and West."

"Oh, what about your son-in-law, your Majesty, he has gathered a large army in this city and wants to continue to fight the Roman legion that has arrived here. How can we get back to his own life under his nose?"

"Tuck Schiller will join his team, he will..." Mitradati laughed, as if all the situation was under his control.

At this time, there was a noise outside, accompanied by the sound of blocking and collision. The door was pushed open. Mitradati sat up alertly and held the hilt of the sword in his hand. After all, this was not his city, and any danger could happen. But in the end, he found that the person who pushed the door was his chief guard, swordsman, Biduita, who covered his bleeding arms, his face was gray, and stumbled, kneeling in front of him.

"Great Emperor, your little daughter, Adianna is still alive!"

Mitradati showed joy on his face, slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and then said to Biduita seriously: "Where is your Aibona?"

"This is my shame. I threw my mistress to the Romans." The tendons on Biduita's forehead were about to burst out, with a very painful expression.

Mitradati untied his sword and threw it to the other party, "This is my sword, my soul and spirit, its name is Altolicus (a hero who participated in the Argo expedition and the founder of Sinop), and with it, bring your Abona, and my daughter, no, now the queen of the Kingdom of Codini, and my sister, bring back from the Romans, and there is an inside line there to help you."

"As for your order, my great emperor." Biduita provoked his body, lifted "Altolicus" high with one hand, and replied.

A few days later, on the colony field of Tressetta, the clouds above were scattered by shouts: Countless barbarian warriors: Alminians, Arabs, Syrians, Mitis, Codinians, Armenians, Araxes, various national costumes and armor, flags and scepters of various nationalities, chariots and weapons of various nationalities, and all gathered under the command of the kings of the kings on the high platform of the colony field, and were willing to accept his command. Tressetis then restored his confidence to fight again with the Romans, because after statistics from the officials, the military strength of these barbarians was really amazing:

Five thousand Armenian Imperial Guard Cavalry;

Ten thousand Miti archers and stone-titlers;

Fifty-five thousand Arax cavalry;

Ten thousand elite spearmen of Codini;

20,000 Syrian Hellenistic Square Infantry;

120,000 barbarian light infantry;

Thirty-five thousand servants and auxiliary soldiers;

There were also eight thousand Allied troops sent by his father-in-law Mitradati, led by the general of the Bendu cavalry, Tucker Schiller.

"We will completely defeat the arrogant Romans in the plain between the Euphrates and the Tigris. They only have a poor team of less than 20,000 people, and they dare to go deep alone and covet my new capital. We can completely crush our opponents like ants. Your heroic record will be passed down in this world forever with my King of Kings Roewe!" On the platform, Tegranis roared at the top of his lungs and waved various gestures, but the sound of the 200,000 people below was too huge, completely submerged the speech of the King of Kings.
Chapter completed!