Conquering Myriad Worlds from the Mythical Three Kingdoms

"Virgilio!"

Virgilio once again disobeyed his orders and attacked a Mongol camp.

Zhuge Liang was really a little angry, and a rare look of anger appeared on his face.

The situation of the Tenth Knights was too special, and their existence was an eyesore to the Roman superiors, especially when they almost completely disobeyed orders.

Marche looked at Zhuge Liang and he could see the anger in Zhuge Liang's expression.

When Zhuge Liang, who was always confident and wise, showed this kind of expression, one can imagine how angry he was at this moment.

Marche lowered his head. He knew that Zhuge Liang might be planning to deal with the Tenth Knight. An uncontrolled legion had no value in existence.

In other words, it's time to change the legion commander. Virgilio's condition is no longer suitable to be the legion commander of the Tenth Knights.

"Marché, tell Virgilio that I'll give him three auxiliary legions and ask him to take down the camp in the southeast. If he fails, I'll put him under military law!"

Zhuge Liang's order chilled Marche's heart. Was Zhuge Liang going to abandon the Tenth Knights? Or was he planning to deal with Virgilio?

"Yes!" Marche took the order and left.

After Marche left, Zhuge Liang's expression instantly became calm. He was just rehearsing in front of Marche.

Although Virgilio's behavior was out of line, it was not enough to make him angry enough to abandon a miracle legion.

He just wanted to give the Tenth Knight a warning so that they would behave themselves. Now was not the time for them to go crazy.

If Marche, the intermediary, were to convey the message, Zhuge Liang's anger and orders would be magnified. As long as Virgilio still had reason, he would never let himself be abandoned by Zhuge Liang before the war began.

The Tenth Knight wants revenge, but they definitely don't want to die together with a bunch of trash. They want revenge on the Mongols, or at least kill a god of war with their own hands.

And they knew very well that only a god of war could fight against a god of war. If they wanted to kill a god of war, the best way was to follow Zhuge Liang's command.

However, if Virgilio continues to do his own thing, Zhuge Liang would not recommend letting Virgilio fulfill his long-cherished wish and go underground to accompany Caesar.

Zhuge Liang is willing to follow the kingly way, but that definitely does not mean he is weak. Once he really makes up his mind, he will not give Virgilio any chance to reflect.

The Legion of Miracles is certainly useful, but to the God of War, it is not so important that it is irreplaceable.

In other words, to Zhuge Liang, the Tenth Knight is not as important as the thousands of grassroots officers he is training now.

The main force of the Roman Empire today is not the original pure-blooded Roman citizens, but the Roman barbarians.

Masinde's spiritual talent is a good thing. Zhuge Liang used this spiritual talent without hesitation to discover a large number of talents among the Roman barbarians.

Grant them citizenship, and then gather these talents together to receive unified training at the Xinghan Military Academy.

These talents may not reach the level of Roman legion commanders, but based on Masinde's observation of spiritual talents, they are fully capable of being promoted to centurions.

Zhuge Liang traveled almost all over Rome, and then selected nearly a thousand "Roman citizens" who were qualified to be centurions, as well as some who were qualified to be legion commanders.

They were cultivated and discovered by Zhuge Liang himself, and they were also the emerging force that Zhuge Liang would use to replace the Roman nobles in the past. They were the backbone that Zhuge Liang used to balance the new and old Roman nobles.

Zhuge Liang did not expect them to be able to become a captain of a thousand men after graduating from military school, but they were more than qualified to be a centurion.

In addition, those with sufficient qualifications can develop their own legion talents under his guidance.

For an army of hundreds of thousands of people, the army commander, backbone members, and middle and lower-level commanders were all dealt with.

Under this premise, it is not impossible to abandon Virgilio and the old Tenth Knight and form his own Tenth Knight.

Rome's foundation had indeed reached its limit, but he, Zhuge Liang, was the Roman king of Xinghan, so he could naturally use Xinghan to solve the problem.

Zhuge Liang thought that Jiang Wei was very good and could completely replace Virgilio.

Zhuge Liang even reserved a place for little Jiang Wei. So when little Jiang Wei was still a little kid, he already had the best teacher in his ignorance.

His future achievements may be higher than Jiang Wei.

"Teacher! You summoned us?"

Just as Zhuge Liang was thinking, three barbarians walked in from outside. They were Maximinus, Macrinus and Maximinus.

Although they were barbarians, with Xinghan's intervention, these three have become nobles.

The three of them were all dukes of the north, which was Zhuge Liang's means of splitting the power of the dukes of the border counties. The three of them had no objections. They all knew very well that they could get to this point only because of the respect of Xinghan and Zhuge Liang.

And with Zhuge Liang's guidance, the three of them began to understand their own nature, began to sublimate their legionary talents, and also regarded themselves as Zhuge Liang's students.

Zhuge Liang raised his head and looked at the three men. These three men had the best qualifications in the whole of Rome. Their upper limit was definitely not as good as the young Jiang Wei who was trained to offset the loss, but the main thing was that they were of the right age and could be sent to the battlefield immediately.

These are the three he has trained the most carefully. Maximinus can even be regarded as the commander of half a large legion now, and commanding 40,000 people is no problem. The other two are not as good as him, but 30,000 people is not a problem.

"Get ready. We may have a small-scale war with the Mongols later. I will not take action. The three of you will lead the troops to fight against the enemy!"

Zhuge Liang paused for a moment, then continued.

"Except for the Fifth Skylark, the Fourteenth Group, and the Tenth Knight, no other Roman Eagle Flags will join the battlefield!"

"The positions of the First Eagle Flag and the Second Eagle Flag are now vacant. Whoever of you reaches the third talent first and makes great contributions, I will grant the title of Eagle Flag to that legion!"

Zhuge Liang's words were understated, but they sounded deafening to the ears of the three men. To them, this was as tempting as the status of a Duke of a border county.

Zhuge Liang’s meaning was very clear, which meant that all three of them had a chance.

"I obey the king's order!"

The three excited people left the tent, looked at each other, and then returned to their own armies to prepare.

"Su!" Zhuge Liang called softly, and the blindfolded strongest Roman appeared in front of Zhuge Liang.

"Take your men and organize three 25-man commandos and have them go with the three of you as a precaution!"

"Yes!" Su bowed and disappeared into the room.

In the end, he did not leave with Octavian and Nero, but chose to completely serve Zhuge Liang, and Zhuge Liang did his best to win him over and even offered Su the status of Duke.

Although he is an honorary duke, transforming from a thug into a true top aristocrat is also a great temptation for Su.

He also has a family and desires, and this kind of treatment with status and position makes him very satisfied.

He had no talent for commanding an army, so he followed Zhuge Liang and served as his bodyguard.

After making the arrangements, Zhuge Liang stared at the map in a daze.

The Qing army in the Mediterranean had been beaten by him before and had completely retreated. Now, apart from the continuous reinforcements from the Mongols, there was almost no trace of other enemies. This was good news for them, after all, it was good not to have to fight on two fronts.

And for Rome, they would rather fight the Mongols than the Qing army.

Zhuge Liang sent someone to implicitly express this wish to the commander of the Qing army. Although it is not known what the Qing army is planning, at least from now on, it seems that they have no intention of joining forces with the Mongols.

Perhaps they were also worried that the Mongols would take over their position, and by then it would be easier to invite the gods in than to send them away.

For them, it would be more in their interest if both the Mongols and Rome suffered heavy losses.

On the other side, Virgilio met Marche.

Marche conveyed Zhuge Liang's order to Virgilio truthfully, and then advised Virgilio as Zhuge Liang predicted.

"Virgilio, it's about time you stop. The king is already very dissatisfied with your actions. If you continue like this, I'm afraid you will be abandoned!"

Marche was worried. After all, they were comrades who survived the war, and he really didn't want to see Virgilio go to destruction.

Even meaningless destruction.

In Marche's eyes, Virgilio and his men must at least kill a military god to be considered to have died a worthy death.

Virgilio was stunned for a moment, then nodded. If it was Zhuge Liang who restricted him, he might have gotten furious.

But while Zhuge Liang sent him to attack the Mongol camp, Marche persuaded him and told him Zhuge Liang's attitude.

This made Virgilio realize that Zhuge Liang's patience also had its limits. Zhuge Liang was not Caesar. Even Caesar would have kicked out the Tenth Knight because they were too bizarre.

"What should we do?" Virgilio hesitated and consulted Marche for experience.

"Carry out this order well, and then wait for the king's order, otherwise you may not live to see the day when you chop off the head of the God of War!"

Marche warned Virgilio sternly.

He knew that it was pointless to persuade Virgilio and the others to give up their self-destructive revenge, so he guided them with the things that Virgilio cared about most.

Virgilio didn't say anything. After a long time, he looked at the eagle flag of the Tenth Knight and nodded.

"Let's go. The king has given you the auxiliary army corps. Use them well and don't let down the glory of Caesar the Great!"

Marche glanced at the eagle flag of the Tenth Knight.

Caesar's God of War special effects were left on the eagle flag of the Tenth Knights, and they became a veritable aristocratic legion.

Every soldier of the Tenth Knight can improve his basic command ability under the guidance of the Tenth Eagle Flag. For the large legion, it may just be an improvement, but for them it is a complete leap.

Every member of their entire legion is capable of commanding tens of thousands of people, and can completely serve as an alternative commander of a large legion.

Virgilio accepted Marche's advice. He was not afraid of death, nor did he care about Zhuge Liang's anger, but he was afraid that he would not be able to complete his revenge.

The three auxiliary corps had a total of 50,000 people.

"Let those new recruits serve as centurions and command the auxiliary troops!"

After returning to the camp, Virgilio selected 1,500 men from the Tenth Knights to serve as thousand-man captains, centurions, and fifty-man captains in order to control the auxiliary army corps.

Under normal circumstances, Virgilio might choose to use the auxiliary troops for a frontal attack, and then regardless of the life or death of the auxiliary troops, he would lead the Tenth Knight to penetrate to the end.

However, thinking of Marche's advice, Virgilio compromised.

Just as Virgilio was thinking about how to win this skirmish beautifully.

In Luoyang, Jia Xu entertained the envoys from the Ming Dynasty.

"The Emperor is leading the army in person and is unable to receive you. I hope you will forgive me!" Jia Xu greeted the Ming envoy with a smile.

Looking at Jia Xu's smile, all the members of the Ming Dynasty envoy group could not help but sigh that it is better to have no books than to believe in them blindly. The poisonous scholar Jia Xu recorded in the book also looked like a capable prime minister of the empire.

Every gesture and movement showed the demeanor of a capable minister.

If Guo Jia and others saw this, they would surely feel a chill all over their bodies. God knows what Jia Xu would do in this state.

"What are you talking about, Prime Minister Jia? It's really not easy for Prime Minister Jia to receive us despite his busy schedule!"

The person who spoke was Yang Shiqi from the envoy group. He smiled and greeted Jia Xu.

"I wonder what brings you here this time?" After the greetings, he got down to business.

"The Ming Dynasty hopes that you can give up this war!" Yan Shifan, who was traveling with the envoys, said directly.

Jia Xu raised his eyebrows, not surprised by the purpose of these people's visit.

"I dare to ask you why this is happening. The Qing court has also hurt the Ming Dynasty. We are sending troops to the Qing court for the benefit of both sides. If we can defeat the Qing court, we can work together to deal with the Mongol Yuan Empire in the future!"

While explaining and making promises, Jia Xu secretly activated his spiritual talent to observe the expressions of a group of messengers and guess their true emotions and intentions.

"Sir, you are wrong. It is for the benefit of both of us that I have come here to remind you!" Yan Shifan spoke again.

"I would like to hear the details!" Jia Xu asked with pretended curiosity.

"Your strategy and methods are indeed brilliant, and you have taken the absolute initiative!"

The Ming side actually had no idea how many military gods Xinghan had deployed, and their infiltration of the Qing court was not enough. They were only able to obtain the final battle report.

Infer Xinghan’s strategic layout from the battle report.

It is obvious that after the war with Silla, the strategic layout has been completely formed. The Qing court is confused, but the Ming Dynasty and the Mongols can see it clearly.

Neither side wants Xinghan to continue to grow and add more variables, so both sides intervened at the same time, hoping to achieve a ceasefire.

"You may not know what will happen if the Qing court is forced into a desperate situation?" Yan Shifan said with a smile.

Without waiting for Jia Xu to answer, Yan Shifan followed up with

"Have you ever considered what would happen if the Qing court was directly incorporated into the Mongols?"

Jia Xu was stunned for a moment when he heard this. They had indeed not thought about this problem, or in their estimation, the Qing court would not make such a choice.

After all, it is an empire that spans the world. Even if it dies, it will die standing.

After all, it is an empire that has unified the entire world, so it shouldn't be so spineless, right? (End of this chapter)