Outside the Tubo boundary, the Great Pirates watched the sky full of dark clouds waiting for the rain to fall. There was a lot of rain in Tubo this season, and most of them were thunderstorms. The Great Pirates looked at the only 50,000 remaining soldiers and horses and looked at the Roman army behind.

I hope this time the mansion can keep its promise. Rome will send troops to attack Tubo. According to the agreement, Dashi will attack first, so that the Romans will follow behind. The Dashi King looked a little helpless and passive, but he has no choice.

It seemed that the mansion was about to discuss it well, but the Romans were blocking the rear of Dashi, and their own way of retreat was in the hands of Rome, and Dashi was in a dilemma.

Feeling the breeze and a few drops of rain fall, slowly forming a rain curtain watering on this withered earth. The rain is not heavy, and the wind is not heavy.

The King of Great Food asked the people around him to sound the trumpet.

The mansion behind was listening to the sound of trumpets in front of him. It seemed that Dashi had already attacked and was about to ride a horse to lead the Roman army forward. The thick smoke swept towards his own area along the southeast wind. The thick smoke immediately caused the Roman front camp to fall into thick smoke with the wind and drizzle. Many people retreated and coughed by the thick smoke.

The mansion was looking around, and the whiteness of eyes in the thick smoke suddenly sank, and my heart suddenly became sank, and my constant worries came to my heart again. The first thing I thought of was the Tang army in India.

The sound of breaking through the air came from the Mansion. An arrow hit his ears. The Roman soldiers behind him fell down as they were caught in an arrow. An explosion came from all around him. Mansion pulled the reins and said loudly in Roman dialect: "Roar over and walk towards the direction of the wind, don't retreat!"

However, as he shouted, many Romes continued to retreat, and some people kept coughing while covering their mouths and noses. The army was in chaos. Only then did the Manchu realize that no matter how he commanded, the Romans were too loose to the prohibition of orders.

In the chaos, a grenade was under the Roman Mansion's horse. Before he could react, the grenade exploded.

The mansion was falling off the horse, and the pain from his legs made him unable to stand up. There were even Roman soldiers who were constantly retreating stepped on him and turned to look at his horse. Its entire abdomen was blown up and bloody. His right leg was pressed under the horse, and those broken blades pierced his right foot. It was not until a Roman soldiers helped him up that he was safe.

I want to call these Romans stupid and shouldn't be so self-disciplined. But for these Roman soldiers, they have been training for a short time, so small battles are naturally useful, but they have to command hundreds of thousands of troops, like a giant, and they can't command them at all.

"The food is over..." Fu Zheng murmured in a low voice, "It's still not careful enough to calculate it, it's still too anxious."

He retreated until the rear army and then escaped from the thick smoke. The mansion was looking down at his right leg, and the tiny blades were pierced into his feet and his ankles. He wanted to pull out these blades and move them, and it was a pain that penetrated his heart.

Looking at the drizzle all over the sky, if it were a heavy rain, there might not have been such a scene. Seeing that the God of Heaven was looking up to the sky and wanted to curse, why didn’t even go to heaven on his side?

"Do you still want to attack?" The elderly Roman emperor came to Fuzheng.

"Can't attack anymore." Fu Zheng shook his head and said, "We missed the best opportunity. If the former army could rush out the thick smoke, there would be no such chaos."

The Roman emperor looked at the chaotic front army and kept retreating with the soldiers. How could he attack again with such crowded scenes? This is the disadvantage of the army. It is a huge battle when the conquest is overwhelming, but once the chaos becomes uncontrollable.

"You go to my national teacher to deal with the wound." The Roman emperor said to the woman beside him expressionlessly.

She smiled slightly and sat in front of the Mansion.

After the Roman king walked away, the mansion's face immediately became gloomy. When he saw the woman trying to sprinkle some medicine powder on his feet, he immediately took back his feet and said, "No need."

"This is not poison. This is a kind of medicine powder for treating wounds, which can prevent you from hurting so much." She whispered.

"I said it, no need!" Fu Zheng said angrily in Roman dialect.

"Are you wary of me?"

"I'm not alert to you, I'm afraid of you." The mansion was looking at her and said, "I'm afraid of dying in your hands."

She covered her mouth and laughed for a while, "You Central Plains men are really different from Roman men. How many men want to show themselves in front of me to make me pay attention, how many men are attentive to me and are willing to fight for me, but you are so afraid of me."

"There is a saying in the Central Plains that is called the femme fatale." Fu Zheng said in the Central Plains language.

"Just think you are praising me." She observed the Manchu's expression, "Let me tell you a secret. Actually, I am not a Roman. When I was six years old, I was sold to Rome. My hometown is far away in the west of Rome. If I leave, I will have to walk for thirty days. My hometown is very beautiful and the people there are very kind. At that time, a place with oceans on all sides, although it is very small, I live a prosperous life until the war destroys my hometown."

"I was sold to Rome as a slave. My life was not easy when I was a child. At that time, I understood how to use men to make myself live. I learned how to lie. I learned tricks. I learned a lot of things that I dare not learn. I always thought I could escape from this cage with my own efforts. But when I grew up, I realized that I had lived the most annoying thing."

"Master of the Mansion, you don't have to be so afraid of me. I never wanted to harm you. On the contrary, I think you and I are the same kind of people. When you come to Rome and are treated as slaves, you use methods to overthrow the nobles who own you. You can also expose the nobles' behavior in front of the ministers with confidence. Then you are exerted as a coolie, but you have made merits in the army, so you are valued by this old guy, give you the identity and let you escape from the identity of a slave."

"I have experienced all your experiences." She stared at the Fuzheng and said, "I pity you. You should not be a subordinate of others. You should not obey others. You should have a higher status."

Her words were very comfortable. The mansion was motionless and she was talking. The sudden pain from her feet suddenly made her come to her senses. She was alert to him again, "Do you tell such stories when you use men?"

Seeing Fu Zheng's reaction, she laughed louder, "I can use men, but what I told you is true. My experience has never been told to other men, including that old man."
Chapter completed!