"The masses are like the ocean, usually peaceful and peaceful, but once the wind blows, the waves are immediately surging." - Mengsen

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Just as Hellod was about to ask what kind of reward Akbarus needed, Surena, who was beside him, said loudly, "As long as you can successfully lure Crassus into the desert, the entire shipping between the Tigris and the Red Sea will be left to you to manage. In addition, after the victory, I will receive a reward from Syria and Gerasha, and then the trade with the Levant will be left to you to monopolize it."

Akbarus's little eyes were shining brightly, and he nodded and bowed, thanking Surena for his kindness, as if the other party was the monarch of Parthia, Herod behind Surena was neglected. With his gorgeous crown, his face muscles twitched a few times, and a fierce light flashed at Surena who was unaware of it, and it flew in a flash.

When his father Vladius III was assassinated, he was conserving the old capital, located in the deep mountains where Parthia rose. However, since the empire became an empire, the base was undoubtedly not on the desolate and barren plateau, but on the bustling city between the two rivers. Unfortunately, in Tessifon and Seleuria, his younger brother Mindaz was always by his father. He had a close relationship with the Greek tyrant, the Jewish royal family and the Arab chiefs who lived there. Now he was able to start a rebellion and was supported by these people. Although he was recognized by the Surena family, he was crowned by the king by their family. However, he always lived under the shadow of the seven great tribes. Now Surena had begun to "break the territory" for him. It was simply unbearable and his face was ruined. Who is Assassin here?

But Hellod still suppressed his emotions, quietly shrank his trembling fingers under his robe, and followed up with a forced smile, saying that the reward Surena said was completely correct and reasonable, and I had no objection.

On the outskirts of Taixifeng. On the river of Tigris River, wisps of sacrificial fireworks emerged. Surena, holding a flag, stood on the hill where the school was reviewing. His private army, ten thousand light cavalrymen holding recurved bows, with daggers and axes, chanted slogans loudly, and surrounded the hills, divided into several large circles connected by inside and outside, constantly running around. The stirring smoke covered the sky. And at the north gate of Taixifeng, the public army of the king Hayrod: most of them were Parthianian.

The heavy infantry and cavalry composed of the Qing nobles. About 5,000 elite armored heavy cavalry (Surena only has less than 2,000), 20,000 light riders, with the same number of light infantry, and thousands of Hellenistic heavy servants rushed towards the city of Chinodosha. In addition, some people built many light pontoon bridges on the Tigris River, crossed over, and strengthened the siege of Seleulia (Tesseverance and Seleulia were basically located across the river).

At this time, it was the season of spring. Some people around the Roman Winter Camp began to shout oxen and sow the expectation of a year in the wheat fields. In the temple of Banbixi, Chief Akbarus, who came to bewitch the words, was bewitching all the generals, including Li Bida, who came from Chinodosha to report his duties, sat on both sides of the temple hall, listening to the captain's panoramic:

"The situation is settled now! The poor guys of Parthia, even Seleuria, the city with the richest taxes, were occupied by the rebels. Their horses and soldiers were lacking supplies and wages. The Governor could completely cross the pontoon bridge of Jucma. As long as he traveled for a few days and nights, this was not difficult for the strong Roman soldiers to reach Babylon and Seleuria, because the difference between these two cities was not a hundred Romans, and there was excellent drinking water. They occupied these two places. In conjunction with General Lebidaus's Chinodosha, all the people and merchants of Mesopotamia will surrender to you! I even doubt that there would be no large-scale battles in the middle."

As a result, Akbarus's long speech was finally interrupted by Kasio's ruthless angrily shouting. The young financial officer strongly advised everyone, "Pathia's main army has been dispatched, and its combat power is by no means comparable to the previous small tyrants. Some fortress garrisons on the Syrian border have fought with them, many fled back, and more were captured and killed, because the Parthians undoubtedly used new powerful bows and arrows, and the Syrian desert can allow their horses to gallop. They are induced to go, and then surrounded and annihilate our army with cavalry and bows.

Destroy, there are still people with ulterior motives who say that the enemy lacks horses and weapons? Governor, we can no longer blind our eyes. As the financial officer, I must propose such a plan, that is, all the garrisons of the fortress that break out in front are withdrawn, and how much can they be withdrawn. Then the entire expeditionary army, four legions along the right bank of the Euphrates River, and three legions along the left bank, garrisoning the river, and recruiting a large number of local light archers to join the army, enough to make the opponent's light cavalry return in failure, and then we will start another pursuit. In short, we cannot hand over the braking power to the Parthians."

Kasio's plan was approved by most generals, including Chief Deputy Eugutaves. Even Crasus's son said that if the war was commanded by Caesar, he would definitely respect Kasio's opinions to be implemented. Crasus present was a little hesitant and annoyed. He had never seen this Syrian battlefield. After all, his previous military career was almost in Italy. As long as he chased the team of sword slaves, constantly dragged them down and forced them to fight back, he would be invincible. However, this endless wasteland like a ghost that could not even be discussed in national boundaries, and his face combat power were all

The erratic enemy army made Crasus feel at a loss. But the expedition was already an arrow, and fighting through the desert was undoubtedly difficult. The difficulty was to grasp the timing, which was obviously beyond his ability. So Crasus turned his gaze, eager to ease doubt, to his two best humeral friends, Satorius and Megabe. As a result, the former believed that he should detour Armenia and attack Parthia in the direction of Chinodosha; while the latter shouted that the original plan remained unchanged, and the seven legions rolled forward, enough to crush the weak cavalry of the Parthians, because Megabe's experience was mostly obtained by following Crasus.

In the end, Crassus turned his attention to Li Bida, whom he trusted the most. The other party was the executor of all major plans and goals, and he could trust the other party!

"I think... as long as I can carefully rely on the fortification city blocks on the right bank of the Euphrates River, I can still defeat the cavalry's encirclement. When I attacked the Fortress of Perusim, I once passed through the desert at a lightning speed, seized the opponent's key points, and then went further into Egypt after obtaining supplies." Li Bida made the final decision and concealed the truth of Anthony's roundabout attack from "Teffen's nostrils". (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!