Augustus Road

"Where are the lakes, forests, and mountains that have not been plundered for our pleasure?" - Roman philosopher Seneca

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The king was furious with thunder, and the villain was horrified, but no one dared to say anything, because one of the conflicting parties was his majesty and the other was the queen, and the anger of either party was enough to be fatal.

Finally, it was the swordsman Biduita from the Galatian Highlands who stood up, bowed to the King of Kings, and said softly, "Perhaps this gift will melt your anger as quickly as the snow on the mountain top in spring."

On the forest path of the Hunting Garden, a gorgeously decorated oxcart slowly drove out. It stopped in front of Tegranis, and the woman who walked out of the carriage made Tegranis return to the year 2000. In the years before, "Nessa, Nessa, it's you, have you also become my father-in-law's weapon?"

"Tegrenis, are you still angry that your brother married you with his daughter instead of his sister, me?" Nesa jumped out of the car. In full view of everyone, Tegrenis also dismounted hurriedly and half-knelt down. In front of Nesa, he kissed Nesa’s wrist and the back of his hand.

"Maybe I shouldn't have come." Nessa gently stroked Tegranis' hair and beard.

"Yes, you shouldn't have come. You gave me the biggest problem in the entire country."

"I have no choice. Brother, or you, are the people I can't let go of the most in my life. I can never let go of them. I'm just afraid that the arrival of the Romans will change this." Nessa said, speaking on one side. Biduita put a soft cloak on her, "Noble royal sister, the jewel of the lord, please go to the sheltered room in the palace! I will inform your niece first, let her know and welcome you arrival."

Tegranis was shocked and asked in a low voice: "Nessa, this Galatian is saying that Otepele doesn't know about your arrival?" Nessa gathered her cloak with both hands and used her bright black He looked at the King of Armenia with a smile on his face, and then nodded, "So Biduita will report it soon."

"No, no!" Tegranis was anxious. He immediately told everyone that at the foot of Hunting Garden Mountain, there was a secluded villa hidden in the dense forest. Nessa should stay there tonight - maybe he himself would be later. He will also come to visit and renew his long-standing relationship with Nesa.

"Your Majesty, you should not indulge in private emotions now, because the Roman envoy may come to Ataxeta tomorrow." Misaro was riding on the saddle and said worriedly.

Tegranis directly mounted his horse again, as if he had made a great determination, and said loudly: "I will not hand over my father-in-law to the Romans unless I am expelled from the throne of the King of Kings. ——If the Romans are willing to fight, so will I!”

"Long live!" Biduita, Nesa and all the attendants praised in unison.

"But Your Majesty, your decision is absolutely immature!" Missaro was also anxious.

Little Tegre was resentful of the tragic death of his teacher just now, and worried about Nessa's behavior of using her beauty to seduce his father. He also echoed Misaro, but his tone was obviously much fiercer: "Father, the wise King of Kings, is What blinds you to the idea of ​​risking the fate of your country to fight a distant Roman army? Just because of this old lady’s charming character? You shouldn’t listen to women, even my mother, they They are all weak people without concentration. You should understand that they are people with real wisdom, such as teachers, such as Metdorus."

"Your teacher has turned into a pile of carrion, and Metdorus has also died. This is a wise man. He can't even predict his own disaster, so how can he help a country." Tegranis scolded angrily. Looking at his son, his anger became uncontrollable. He pointed his riding crop at Misaro and said: "You were once my most beloved minister, but you must pay the price for today's disobedience and nonsense-I will give you three thousand Cavalry and ten thousand infantry, take these troops to Sophina, which is the only place to enter Armenia, where you will defeat the Roman army, capture their commander alive, and atone for your sins."

Mizarro did not expect that he would receive such treatment for his loyal words, and he couldn't help but feel very sad, "My king, the proverb says that only strong people can drink a lot of strong wine, and only strong-minded people can not be immune to smooth words. "

"Bastard!" Tegranis was furious, but when he saw the grief, anger and loyalty engraved on Misaro's handsome face, he couldn't bear it anymore: "As a descendant of the Armenian nobles, your remarks and performance It's really cowardly and it has tarnished your family. Don't worry, the prince and I will lead the 6,000 royal guards cavalry to your rear."

The next day, just as Misaro expected, Luculas's envoy, the military tribune Apis, came to Ataxeta with an envoy. Tegranis had a "fierce battle" with Nessa last night, and even his legs were shaking a little. He reluctantly sat on the throne and received the Roman envoy.

In the palace hall, all the high-ranking Armenian nobles gathered together. They were shouting loudly, their swords and jewelry were swinging, and they made a lot of noise - Queen Otpeli, behind two Accompanied by the hair-dressing maid, he hid in a small room on the side of the main hall, secretly listening to the meeting that decided the fate of the three kingdoms, and was concerned about what judgment his husband would make.

When Apis walked into the hall with his head held high, the Armenian nobles burst out laughing. This young military tribune, who was born as a commoner, did not wear a gold hair ring on his head, nor any precious jewelry on his body. Wearing only a half-worn toga robe, he looked like a handyman at first glance, but he had sharp eyes like an eagle and a thin and arrogant demeanor. He was holding Luculas's diplomatic letter in his hand. Climb up the stairs.

"Young envoy, can you fully represent your commander-in-chief?" After Apis finished saluting, Tegranis on the throne asked.

"Of course." Apis replied proudly, "On my way to your place, many city-states in your country have secretly joined me."

This kind of irony made Tegranis very unhappy, "You mean, do you mean that the sons of God on the Holy Mountain of Ararat will be afraid of you Romans? So, what do your commanders want to express to me?" "

Apis raised his toes and said calmly: "It's very simple, hand over Mithridates, who is an enemy of Rome, and then I will take this old man to Sinop, because our commander, His Highness Luculas, This old man will be used in the triumphal ceremony."

"It's a pity, young man." Tegranis stood up and said in a threatening tone, "This old man is my father-in-law, and I, the King of Kings in Asia, have the obligation to protect family members."

"That's okay. Maybe the war will be extended for a year or two, until you and your father-in-law appear at the triumphal ceremony together. I believe the citizens of Rome would prefer to see such a scene." Apis shrugged. Shoulders, spread hands.

The surrounding Armenian nobles could not help but roar, and Tegranis was also very angry at the arrogance of the young Roman envoy, but Apis was not moved at all. Tegranis pointed at the four men wearing shorts around him. The man dressed like a slave shouted: "Young Apis, do you know who these four people are?"

Apis smiled and shook his head, saying that he did not know them, but added that these four people could serve as slaves carrying pottery urns during the triumphal ceremony, showing the other trophies of Lucula to the Roman citizens.