Since the Accounting: A Chronicle of the Roman Khanate

Chapter 441 "Khitan" Qiao Feng's views
Not long after, Joanna came out from the yard again.The few people waiting outside the door immediately greeted him.

"Have the talks been successful, Miss?" the leader asked eagerly.

"Didn't you see that I didn't even come out through the front door?" Joanna replied rather unhappily: "Where's Damiano?"

"The young master ran over there." The man pointed across the street.

Joanna looked over, but did not see Damiano.Seeing this, the subordinate reminded again: "It's upstairs."

Joanna raised her head and found that Damiano had run to the roof.

She waved over there, but Damiano was rather keen and quickly noticed her movements. He quickly jumped to the roof of a nearby bungalow and jumped down again.

"I asked you to watch the convoy, why are you traveling so far?" Joanna shook her head and complained.

"There is nothing to pay attention to here in our team. On the contrary, it is in the distance that we really need to keep an eye on now." Damiano disagreed: "I think the chaos is indeed spreading. Although over there It's not high enough to see clearly, but there are obviously fire spots in many places that should be unrelated. I'm afraid the Xiacheng District is out of control."

"I don't think we should wait any longer." He patted the sword on his waist and said, "Without any further delay, I will pick a few good players and find an opportunity to fish out that...that man first. You will come with me, too." Go ahead."

"What is that man..." Joanna said helplessly.

"He doesn't recognize me when I call him brother-in-law." Damiano said bluntly: "He won't be happy even if you want to be his mistress. If you are not a lover, how can you call her a lover."

"Ugh..." Joanna was choked and speechless.

"I don't think they came out to see you off, nor did they send anyone to follow you." Damiano seemed completely too lazy to take care of his sister's emotions.He glanced in the direction of Prince Wu's Mansion and said, "Didn't the negotiation go smoothly?"

"Someone got there first." Joanna replied dejectedly.

She briefly told Damiano what she had just learned.

"Then we should take action." Damiano concluded: "His cheap sister has already gone to move reinforcements. Even if you do it, or even move more, you are only in the same category as her, not to mention you. It’s still a step too late. In this case, it’s better to change your mind and rush in to save people. At least this way, you can leave an impression on others.”

"But I have been planning for so long, and I can get everything ready at a glance. Who is this wicked person who stirs up trouble at this time?" Forget it if you don't say this. When he said this, Joanna became angry again: " Damn it! I was obviously the one who came here first."

"And in this situation, even if we rush in, it will be difficult to rescue people." She thought about it: "I have been dealing with various forces before, and I understand how complicated the situation here is. We fell into it rashly. If it does, it will reduce possible support, which is too much of a loss."

"I think you've thought too much. You've been preparing your plan for so long, and I haven't seen any feedback - didn't you notice when we last met? People don't even know you yet." Dami Arno pointed out mercilessly: "If you are still hesitating here, I think you will have to squat in the corner and cry again."

"There's nothing wrong with me making plans." Maybe what he said was too straightforward, which made Joanna a little dissatisfied: "Our Medici family has been able to climb from an inconspicuous small businessman to its current status because of precision. Use your own methods and clever strategies, instead of being like a Russian barbarian who pounces on anyone you see and chops them down."

"In our city-state, if there were more people who could cut people, we wouldn't be as aggrieved as now." Damiano retorted: "If the Alemanni barbarians pounce on them and cut them, and you can't resist, then what? Can your strategy still be called brilliant?"

"You know now that you are not strong enough to rush in and save people. Then why did you go there?" He also complained: "I have said before that if you have the energy to fight with those scum in the city, If you are playing tricks, it is better to practice hard - train yourself and train the family's soldiers. If you had listened to me then, you wouldn't be so embarrassed now."

"That's enough, Damiano!" Joanna scolded: "My father specially asked us to come here, and my mother also gave us a lot of support, but this is not for you to play your art of war game. Your situation with us, Don’t you understand yet?”

"I know it all too well." Damiano shook his head: "And it is because I have met so many people from all over the world that I understand this."

"Do you think you are the only one smart in the world? Or are you the only one who is smart in our Italian city-states? All the people in Serris know the strategies you know." He retorted: "Go and find the books of hundreds of their schools and read them. The works of Sun Tzu and Han Feizi, I think. The rest of the works that people played more than 1000 years ago are much more profound than your little cleverness."

"But do they not know how to fight because of this? Obviously not. Not only did they not delay their military capabilities, they also mastered the tactics. Now when everyone talks about the Italians, they are full of crooked ideas. When they meet someone who is serious, they will It’s over; but until now, the Seris people are the most warlike people in the world. Doesn’t that mean something?”

"What do you mean?" Joanna questioned.

"What I mean is that all the gentlemen in the city-state are trash." Damiano also got angry and said openly.Joanna was stunned.

"Don't you want to hug that young Siris's thigh and hang around them all day long? Then you should know the history of Siris." Damiano said: "There was a time when they were beaten every day. The performance was extremely poor. Why? It was because during that time, a good-for-nothing family was their emperor. When this family was overthrown by the Mongol Khan, the Seris people became stronger again. Even the terrifying Khan Rely on their military strength."

"Haven't the Italians ever been strong? Why have they fallen to this level again?" He asked rhetorically: "Over the years, the leaders of the city-state have changed one after another. Is there any difference?"

"This result can only show that the nobles of the city-state are all trash - no matter which faction they belong to or which guild they represent, they are all trash." Damiano said dissatisfied: "Isn't it obvious?"

"You may understand my father's intentions better than me, but I only see that I left Italy and came to this city, but I was still doing the same meaningless things. Those old and new Hellenistic nobles, and city-states Just like the old guys in the parliament, they only have a bunch of petty ideas that harm others and do not benefit themselves. They have no vision for the overall situation, let alone the ability to control them. What can you do well with such scum?"

"I say it again, you have to recognize the facts." Seeing that he was losing his temper, Joanna warned: "No matter how much you study the art of war, what will happen? Calm down. Even if the entire city-state's army is given to you for training Commander, we still can’t defeat the Holy Roman Empire, nor can we defeat France.”

"The significance of military is very limited to the family and the city-state, so we do not focus on it, but are committed to the development of trade, economic development, and support for cultural and artistic undertakings - this is behind the consistent policy of the city-state logic, not the other way around.”

"Actually, we have always attached great importance to safety issues. But our size is too small. Even if we prepare for war like the Spartans, it will not help. So I have been fulfilling my parents' instructions and moving here. Got it Their support makes our efforts meaningful.”

"Then it's better to vote for Rome." Damiano spread his hands: "How long can our city-states really support between several major forces? I don't believe it. The congressmen want the Romans to guarantee our safety, and If you don’t give up your independent status and privileges, you may end up losing them.”

"What kind of art and culture you are developing, let me tell you, it is of no use at all." He shook his head repeatedly: "Artistic works are indeed supported by the church and can make citizens happy, but tossing this thing will not be good for the city. "

"Last time I went to the construction site of Baihua Cathedral, I saw that they were still carving there. I asked the master master how long it would take to complete this thing. He said don't worry, young man, this church has been under construction for 100 years. When the entire plan is completed, I guess it will take another 100 years. I was told that this thing was not originally for current use, but was dedicated to the Virgin Mary and left for future generations to worship and use."

"The problem is, I can wait, but what if the Alemanni don't wait?"

"The biggest trouble in our city-state is that the council members are working on their own affairs and cannot unite at all. The biggest trouble in Italy is that the various city-states are working on their own affairs and cannot unite at all. When something happens, everyone will tear each other down and stick together to protect themselves. No ability at all.”

"So, what we need most is unification, not economics, art, culture or anything like that. Otherwise, one day the barbarians will come again and they will rob you of everything. Return it to future generations. I am afraid that future generations will feel that these skills are These are all things that belong to barbarians!”

"Okay, calm down, Damiano." Joanna could only comfort her: "Let's deal with the matter at hand first."

"Don't call me Damiano. I want to learn from the Seris people. You can call me Qiao Feng." But Damiano was concerned about the title: "We should be Romans. Or the Seris."

"..."

"Uh, and, this is what is happening right now." Seeing that Joanna was speechless, he quickly reminded: "When I was practicing swordsmanship, I knew that even if my strength is insufficient, I must put on a posture of daring to fight. Otherwise Even if you ask Rome for help, if they see you as a piece of mud that cannot be lifted up, will they still think highly of you? Will they give you appropriate treatment?"

"Isn't it the same this time? You have been planning for a long time, but you just don't dare to rush forward and fight for once. Who dares to think that you are determined to stand on his side and give you trust?"

"Then there are a lot of things on my side..." Joanna became embarrassed.

"Otherwise, let's split up. I'll take a few good guys to the front line. I'll do some reconnaissance at the end and meet up with that young master when I get the chance." Damiano suggested: "You can handle the matters on your side yourself. You can handle it."

"Hey, you always mention it. It's good now. I finally made a plan before, and now I kind of want to go to him." Joanna was quite entangled, hesitated for a moment, and had to say: "Okay, So be it."

Damiano nodded, called two people, and jumped on the horse.At the intersection, he called a few people standing guard over there and left together.

Joanna watched him disappear around the corner, sighed again, and walked to the carriage.

"You see, my brother is just like a reckless man. Those people always give him random nicknames. I really don't know how he looks like a Khitan." She opened the car door and said to the inside: "But sometimes, I too I really envy him.”

"Ignore that side for now." She shook her head: "Continue talking about the situation over there, Eudosia."

(End of this chapter)