I am the son of Cao thief, start the awakening of the tyrant system

Maxidore was taken aback for a moment, and instantly understood what Cao Mao meant.

Cao Mao is planning to have a fight between the snipe and the clam when the Persians are fighting with the Parthians!

Yasis on the side frowned, a little worried,

"Your Majesty, Mulu City is far away from the Ormizdagan Plain. I am afraid that only the Dragon Kingdom army can rush over there."

"The armies of the Dawan people and the Tianzhu people are probably a bit embarrassing..."

He was born in the Parthian Empire and stayed in China for more than a year.

Therefore, they are quite familiar with the armies of Central Asia and China.

The Dragon Kingdom's army is extremely elite, and a quick march of thousands of miles is nothing.

But the armies of Dawan, Guishuang, Tianzhu and other countries can't do it.

Not to mention whether it is possible to rush to the Ormizdagan Plain, even if it can be reached, I am afraid that it will have no combat effectiveness.

"Prince Yasis is worrying too much. Even if there is no army from other countries, it is easy for our Dragon Kingdom army to solve the Persians and your uncle!"

Wei Yan said proudly.

Yasis wanted to say something more, but seeing Cao Mao's firm attitude, he could only keep his mouth shut.

"Okay, just follow my instructions and make preparations!"

Cao Mao finally made the final decision.

……

After a short rest for a day, Zhao Yun, as the commander of the first army, personally led a group of generals and most of the Dragon Kingdom army, and left Mulu City.

According to Cao Mao's plan, they will serve as the main vanguard army and rush to the Olmizdagan Plain.

And when the Persians and the Parthians were fighting, they launched an offensive to attack the two parties.

As for the armies of Dawan, Guishuang and other countries, they followed Cao Mao and marched slowly westward!

After Governor Macsidore voluntarily surrendered, the entire province of Margiana no longer had the ability to resist the Eastern Allied Forces.

Under the urging of Mesidore, those nobles also turned to Yasis one after another.

Without much effort, the province of Margiana fell back into the hands of Assis.

After obtaining Cao Mao's consent, Yasis should ascend the throne, claiming to be Vologis VII, and rewarding Mesidore and other nobles generously!
On the other side, Zhao Yun led the army to take advantage of the emptiness inside Anxi, and rushed all the way towards the Olmizdagan Plain in a blitzkrieg situation!

A great battle is about to begin!

……

Ecbatana, the capital of Media.

Artaban IV raised his head and looked at the sky outside the window, his expressionless face showed no emotions.

At this moment, a follower rushed in quickly,
"Respected King of Kings, the replies from nobles such as Su Lun and Esbadbach have arrived."

"What did they say in the letter?"

Artaban asked softly, and picked up a glass of wine.

"The Su Lun family said that a rebellion broke out in their province, and they are temporarily unable to mobilize troops."

"The Esbadbach family said that they need time to mobilize troops, at least ten days..."

The follower spoke cautiously.

Before he could finish his words, Aldaban's face sank, he threw the wine glass in his hand on the ground heavily, and cursed loudly,
"Bastard! Traitor! Traitor!"

Artaban knew very well that these were just the words of the great nobles.

The civil war between him and his elder brother Vologis VI not only weakened Anxi's strength, but also made those big nobles have ghosts.

At this moment, the decisive battle with the Persians was imminent, and the great nobles refused to send troops to rescue them.

All kinds of excuses are just to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, and they don't want to harm their own interests!
Artaban took a deep breath, and said to himself with a gloomy face,
"Since you are unwilling to make a move, then I will deal with the Persians myself."

"After I finish dealing with the Persians, I will deal with you one by one!"

The entourage on the side hesitated and said,

"Respected King of Kings, our own manpower alone may not be enough..."

First, there was a civil war with his brother, and then several fights with the Romans.

Aldaban lost a lot of troops, and now he only has [-] soldiers and horses.

Among them, [-] are elites, and [-] are new troops recruited from Medes.

Another 2 horses were Scythians recruited by Artaban from Hilgania as mercenaries.

After the Persians conquered the surrounding provinces one after another, many vassal forces that had previously been loyal to the Parthians had turned to Ardashir.

The army in his hands, even if it doesn't have a hundred thousand, is almost the same.

The two sides are in an evenly matched state, and it is still a bit reluctant to completely solve the Persians.

"enough!"

Aldaban IV stared intently, said in a deep voice,
"The Persians can't be our Parthians' opponents! Get ready!"

Hearing what he said, the entourage had no choice but to shut up and follow his orders.

Soon the Parthian army was mobilized, and under the leadership of Aldaban IV, they rushed towards the Ormizdagan Plain.

……

It's a sunny day.

As far as the eye could see, the usually peaceful Ormizdagan Plain suddenly heard the sound of rumbling horseshoes.

The battle flag representing the Parthian Empire is flying high, it is the cavalry brigade of Aldaban.

When he saw a black line appearing on the distant horizon, Aldaban's face became serious, and he raised his hand to signal the army to stop.

A moment later, the black line rushed to the nearest place, and it turned out to be a huge cavalry.

They held up the banner with Persian language, it was Ardashir's Persian army!
At a distance of several hundred paces, the Persian army stopped.

The two sides stalemate each other, and there is silence between heaven and earth.

Only the snorting of war horses and the fluttering of battle flags.

After a while, a Persian rushed out of the army on horseback.

He came before the host of Parth, and cried aloud,

"I am the Persian emperor Ardashir, please speak out for Aldaban!"

"King of kings, please allow me to shoot him dead with one arrow!"

Several officers pleaded aside.

"You don't have to, this will only make people look down on us Anxi people!"

As the resting emperor, Artaban has his own dignity and honor!
He came out of the army on horseback, and after a distance of dozens of steps, he sneered,

"Ardashir, you villain, you have broken the promise of the Persians to submit to rest forever!"

Facing Aldaban's scolding, Ardasil didn't seem to take it seriously, and smiled indifferently,
"I once heard a saying from the far east that the winner is the king and the loser."

"Now that I'm about to win, nothing you say makes sense."

"If you obey me, I can guarantee you a carefree life. As long as you don't rebel, I can guarantee your safety."

Aldaban laughed out loud, sarcastically,
"I will not hand over the country to a lunatic! If you want to conquer Anxi, then come!"

After saying that, he turned his horse's head and returned to his army.

Seeing that Ardaban could not be persuaded, Ardashir did not waste his efforts and returned to his own army.

With a distance of hundreds of steps, the two stared at each other and ordered at the same time,
"attack!"