Mythic version of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 6586 Antecedents
Ganasis was completely confused at this moment. What was happening in the Mesopotamian region was already enough to drive him crazy, and now something like this happened in Media. Did they want him to die?
"Usna Faso!" Ganasis called out to the side first, and soon his adjutant appeared in front of him.

"Organize a team of elites and go to the Media Trading City for investigation as quickly as possible." Ganasis handed the secret report to Usnafaso and gave the order directly.

Usnafaso was confused when he heard this, so he took the secret letter and took a look at it. At that moment, Ganasis clearly saw the other party's eyes bulging out, and then his temperament became much gloomier.

"What is the Han Dynasty doing?" Usnafaso naturally considered whether this was a setup by the Han Dynasty. After all, it was the Media trading city, a big city that would take some effort even if Rome took action.

At this stage, only the Han Dynasty can capture Media without its own intelligence personnel knowing what is happening. Since Ma Chao submitted his application and went to Northern Europe last year, only the Han Dynasty is in charge of Media.

"Do you think it's the Han Dynasty?" Ganasis asked his adjutant.

"Except for the Han Dynasty, there is no other enemy that can capture the Media Trading City before we receive the news." Usnafaso said coldly, "To capture a large city with Han Dynasty garrisons and several Han Dynasty nobles wandering around the periphery, it is impossible without a large-scale elite enemy army."

It is impossible for a large-scale enemy army to hide its traces, and the Romans are not blind. Although they don’t care about the Han Dynasty’s feudal system in Central Asia, they still need to establish a basic intelligence organization!
As long as such a large-scale elite force capable of quickly capturing the trading city of Media appears in Central Asia, the Romans will receive news.

"There is no point for the Han Dynasty to do this." Ganasis thought for a while and said, compared with his adjutant, a general who did not understand politics, he had a more accurate view of the relationship between the Han Dynasty and Rome.

"But..." Usnafaso's face turned pale when he heard this. If that was the case, then the opponent must be at least at the level of the Tenth Legion, so that they could rely on hiding during the day and moving at night to conceal their presence and, after arriving at the gates of the city, take down Media in one fell swoop.

The problem is that there are only four such legions in the world now. Three of them are still in Northern Europe, and the only one left is Ardashir. But now the question is, how can Ardashir reach Media without the tacit consent of the Han Dynasty?
"Send someone to determine the situation, then organize elite cadres and be prepared to take the Duke's Guard to retake Media." Ganasis interrupted Usnafaso's unnecessary words.

Upon hearing this, Usnafaso said nothing more and turned to leave, while Ganasis looked at the secret report with an uncertain expression.

In Chang'an, Zhen Yan came to find Weiwei Ruan Gong with the transfer order issued by Chen Xi. When he arrived, he found that Ruan Gong was giving lectures to his daughter. There was no way, Ruan's daughter was too ugly. It was okay when she was in elementary school, but she became even uglier when she was older. She studied in a girls' school with girls of the same age, and it was said that she was constantly bullied.

The daughter of the Nguyen family did not suffer any blow. She continued to study as she should, and took it lightly. However, the Nguyen Gong, who had nothing else to do and went to the girls' school to see how his only daughter was doing, was hit hard. Damn it, I am also a minister and a military officer! How dare you bully my daughter.

He did not beat the girls who bullied his daughter, but just called their parents.

The girls in Chang'an knew all the situations. Their families were either rich or noble, so they were not afraid of anyone. The other side was not easy to mess with and said they could apologize, but Ruan Gong believed that an apology would not solve the problem.

This really pissed off the other party. I'm from a noble family, and my daughter is studying here. I met a super ugly classmate. Can't I tell the truth? Damn it, a gentleman should be honest with others, but you don't even admit the truth?
The two sides started a duel.

After all, Ruan Gong was a Weiwei. In the past few years, he had conducted special training to strengthen his combat capabilities and secretly refined his elite talents. He won the battle and defeated the enemy.

The problem is that beating someone down is useless. The Nguyen daughter is really ugly, and the Nguyen Communist Party's military force is not enough to reverse the facts. In desperation, I can only apply for a suspension of study, and also apply for a suspension of study for the other side. I will go home and teach my daughter myself. Fuck, they really think I am uneducated.

When Zhen Yan came, it was the Ruan girl who was asking questions and the Ruan Gong who was doubting his life.

Nguyen Cong had real talent and knowledge, but he could not compete with the gifted Nguyen girl. Although she was ugly, she was really smart, especially when she asked some questions in her youth, which really left Nguyen Cong unable to answer.

Zhen Yan's arrival gave the Ruan Communists a chance to catch their breath.

"Marquis of Ancheng." Just when Ruan Gong was worrying that he would be doomed if his daughter continued to ask him questions, Zhen Yan appeared in his sight. He quickly stood up and saluted first.

"Greetings, Weiwei." Zhen Yan quickly returned the greeting, and before he could say anything, he saw Ruan Gong taking him out. Although he didn't understand why, he didn't resist. As for Ruan's daughter, she looked thoughtful. She could feel her father's struggle when facing her questions.

After bringing Zhen Yan out, Ruan Gong realized that Zhen Yan's expression was not right. His temperament no longer had the romantic and free and easy feeling as before. Instead, he looked a little confused and melancholy.

"Brother Zhen, what's wrong with you?" Ruan Gong asked with a bit of surprise, "Something is wrong today."

"Hey, something happened at home. I just came here from Lord Chen. This is a transfer order. I need to mobilize 500 guards." Zhen Yan didn't want to say what had happened to his family. He just took out the transfer order with Chen Xi's seal and handed it to Ruan Gong.

Chang'an generally does not allow foreign troops to enter the city, and there are clear restrictions on the number of private soldiers and guards of each family. As for mobilizing the imperial guards, five hundred people are considered the maximum size.

After taking the seal, Ruan Gong compared it, and after confirming that it was correct, he looked at Zhen Yan and felt that he understood why the other party did so.

"Come with me to the Imperial Guards. Do you need me to select for you?" Ruan Gong asked tentatively. In his opinion, this situation was probably that there was a traitor in the Zhen family, and Chen Xi discovered it, so Zhen Yan was dealt with first before the state dealt with it.

Ruan Gong did not have any deep feelings about this, he just felt that Chen Xi was always kind.

"We need some strong ones." After Zhen Yan handed the transfer order to Ruan Gong, he was no longer confused. He was clear that once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back. And he didn't have many reasons, he just didn't want to die.

"There are several top veterans who are recovering here and have not left recently." Ruan Gong said with a smile.

"You have all the armor and everything, right?" Zhen Yan asked calmly.

"Normal palace guards don't wear heavy armor like those on the battlefield. After all, they have to take into account both image and combat effectiveness." Ruan Gong did not give a direct answer, but the reason he gave was enough.

"Can the equipment from the Imperial Guard's treasury be worn by these guards?" Zhen Yan asked expressionlessly. Ruan Gong couldn't help but pause for a moment, turned and looked at Zhen Yan, whose eyes were extremely calm.

"I remember there should be some etched Yuanrong crossbows in the Chang'an treasury, so equip them as well." Zhen Yan looked at Ruan Gong calmly.

Zhen Yan has thought it through. There is no special reason why he was promoted from a small clan to a big clan, and was able to inherit the position of head of the family. He was hereditary Marquis of Chengyang, and then was awarded the title of Marquis of Ancheng. He has not enjoyed enough. He wants to continue this kind of life. He does not want to die.

"This transfer order only asks me to mobilize 500 guards for you. If you use the Etched Yuanrong Crossbow, I need to fill in the loss of supplies." Ruan Gong looked at Zhen Yan and said, "Besides, 500 guards are enough in Chang'an City."

"The losses will all be blamed on our Zhen family." Zhen Yan calmly took out a stack of golden exchange bills from his sleeve. These were large-denomination exchange bills issued by Chang'an Money House and would only be used in large transactions.

"It may take a lot of etched crossbow arrows, secret medicines, and some consumable materials." Zhen Yan stuffed a stack of gold notes into Ruan Gong's hand, "If these are not enough, the Zhen family still has some. In this world, there are no more than three families richer than our Zhen family."

"The Imperial Guard's warehouse cannot be touched at will." Ruan Gong looked at the stack of large gold bills, at least 100 million yuan, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

"But the Imperial Guards can draw from it. It's just that the Zhen family's consumption is larger this time, so we can pay for it." Zhen Yan took out another stack and stuffed it to Ruan Gong. "If this is not enough, I will make up for it next time."

"It's too much. I don't dare to take it." Ruan Gong refused. For the first time, he had a clear understanding of the wealth of the Zhen family. What Ruan Gong had accumulated over the years was only as much as Zhen Yan was taking out now.

"It's okay. Just consider it as a deposit I made to the Imperial Guard Treasury. I might spend more than I should, and I'll have to pay it back later." Zhen Yan said calmly, "I need the etched weapons and equipment, and the special secret medicine this time. If you have any extra, you can just use the remaining money to treat Brother Imperial Guard to a drink."

Ruan Gong was persuaded by Zhen Yan. After filing the transfer order, he selected 500 elite veterans armed to the teeth for Zhen Yan.

"Next, you will be required to go to my Zhen clan to quell the rebellion. Our family has suffered misfortune and some misfortunes have occurred. I am sorry to trouble you all. My Zhen family will compensate you afterwards." Zhen Yan bowed to the guards who were armed to the teeth.

At the same time, the Zhen family elders in Chang'an also received the news from Medea. In the messy house, several elders looked at the others with ferocious faces.

"Who is the traitor?" Zhen An looked at the elders from other clans with a ferocious expression.

Unlike guys like Zhen Yan who knew nothing, these elders knew the Zhen family's situation very well. Because of this, they knew how much trouble the fall of Media would cause.

Not to mention the fast-growing rice seeds deposited by Rome in Media, nor the tribute-grade silk, the contraband materials in Media alone, various steel ingots, armor, and weapons, are enough to make these guys present suffer once they are exposed.

It is true that selling armor and weapons abroad is not a fatal weakness. Yuan, Yang, Cui and Wang, let's be honest, everyone has done it. When there is no money, no supplies, and the situation is particularly chaotic, weapons and equipment are hard currency.

Everyone has done something secretly when they were short of supplies. This kind of thing is nothing to the Zhen family, not to mention selling weapons to European barbarians is not a problem at all.

But Media has fallen, and if these problems are exposed to the sun, it will be really fatal.

"How could we fall suddenly? We have many guards in Media, including top veterans we hired at high prices." Facing the accusations from the elders of other branches, Zhen Ming retorted bluntly.

"Yes, we have more than 2,400 guards in Media! And they are all carefully selected by us and recruited from all over the place at high prices. How could this be possible?" Zhen Yan's younger brother Zhen Yao said to others in the same crazy tone.

Compared to Zhen Yan, Zhen Yao failed to become the head of the family due to the age difference, but his status rose as his brother became the head of the family. Moreover, unlike Zhen Yan who just wanted to live a life of debauchery, Zhen Yao was more ambitious. In fact, many things in the Zhen family were handled by Zhen Yao, and Zhen Yao also enjoyed this kind of powerful life.

Especially after Zhen Yan completely delegated power and allowed Zhen Yao to handle all matters of the clan, Zhen Yao became more actively involved in this struggle and led the Zhen family to a higher level.

But there is one very important point, that is, Zhen Yao had no idea of ​​overthrowing his own brother and taking the throne himself from the beginning to the end. Zhen Yan knew nothing about it, purely because Zhen Yao felt that his own brother did not seem to like worldly things and he could handle it himself, so he said nothing.

In fact, the fact that Zhen Yan could take out hundreds of millions of dollars worth of bills from his sleeve is enough to explain the problem. The puppet may not have to worry about food, clothing and other expenses, but it is impossible for him to easily take out a sum of money to build a power.

A very important point is that Liu Tong was not considered a puppet. The money in his hands was enough for him to form a political gang, and even enough to build his fiefdom in advance, but Liu Tong just didn't want to do it.

"The fact is that we have already fallen!" Zhen An looked at Zhen Yao coldly, "What should we do now?"

"At least we need to know how we fell, then we can consider retaking Media." Zhen Ming looked at the others with cold eyes.

"Ding ding ding." At this moment, a heavy bell sound was heard outside the door. This was the signal from the Zhen family, the signal from the head of the family to summon all the clansmen.

"Why did the Patriarch summon us at this time?" Zhen An had a gloomy expression on his face. "Let Zhen Ling attend on my behalf. Let's discuss how to solve the problem of Midya first."

"Go to the meeting first." Zhen Yao said coldly. It is impossible to discuss anything now. They have to wait for the second round of intelligence to know what happened exactly. There is no point in discussing it here out of thin air. Moreover, such a big thing must be reported to the head of the family.

After Zhen Yao left, Zhen An looked at Zhen Yao's back, then looked at the people present with a gloomy expression, "Have Midia's guards been transferred to Kandahar?"

"Cao Mengde compensated us with Kandahar, and we also needed to take over and build some signs. We also did mobilize a part of the guards to Kandahar." Zhen Ming replied with a gloomy face.

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