God Three Group Chat: Three Kingdoms

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"Luck?" Duan Yun glanced at Perennis, but did not refute him. Instead, he stood silently in place, waiting for the friendly forces to retreat. He would then retreat after the friendly forces had retreated a certain distance.

"You're not convinced? Interesting, but that's just how reality is, you can't argue with it!" Looking at the young commander of the Military Soul Legion, Perennis raised an eyebrow and said in a rather serious tone, "Young man, don't be too arrogant and proud. Arrogance will ruin this Military Soul Legion. Although the Han Empire is strong, it doesn't mean that such a legion is easy to come by."

As a senior, Perennis is undoubtedly a senior figure, both in terms of age and experience.

It's not a big deal to teach the Han Empire's adversaries a lesson and point out their weaknesses; it can even ease the current tensions between the two sides.

Surely it won't really come to blows, will it?
For two military legions to fight head-on without their elite auxiliary legions is not just a luxury, it's blasphemy, a desecration of the army.

"Pride and arrogance can indeed destroy a legion, but that's none of your business!" Duan Yun pointed his spear directly at Perennis, his words tinged with displeasure.

So what if you have more people? If you're not happy, come and fight!

Whether it's the Xiliang Iron Cavalry or the Flying Bear Army, how many people who came from Liangzhou would fear war?

Someone as quick-witted as him wouldn't be afraid of war; he'd only be afraid of working hard but ultimately failing to complete the mission.

"The Military Soul Legion is a legion that carries the empire forward, existing alongside the nation and coexisting with it. How can it carry the empire if it is used and fought so casually?" Perennis watched Duan Yun's actions, which even seemed like a provocation, but he didn't pay much attention to them.

At his age, his once lofty pride has long since vanished.

It can be said that Perennis spoke these words at this time with the intention of teaching Duan Yun, making him understand some things, bear some human burdens, and at the same time making the Han Empire understand the political factors behind this war.

The reason for choosing to do this was that the Han Empire had suffered heavy casualties that night.

Having lost at least 40% of their troops, the Han Empire's army should be much more sober and their minds more clear.

Once he's clear-headed, everything he says will facilitate communication between the two parties and allow them to sit down and talk.

Whether or not the negotiations are successful and the terms are agreed upon is not important.

The important thing is that this process can deepen the contradictions between Parthia and the Han Empire, reduce the trust between the two empires, reduce the strength of the Han Empire's actions, and thus reduce the pressure during the attack on Parthia.

However, these are only the obvious factors. The most important factor is the silk held by the Han Empire.

Although interests often dictate relations between empires, Perennis felt he should be wary of the Han Empire's mindset.

If the Han Empire were truly brain-dead and followed Parthia down the wrong path, even deliberately cutting off silk exports, wouldn't that be utterly disastrous?

Rome can live without war, Rome can live without struggle, but it absolutely cannot live without silk. "Bearing the burden of an empire? No need. That's not something we should be involved in, nor is it something we need to bear. We only have one goal!" Duan Yun glanced back at the Flying Bear Army, a disdainful smile playing on his lips.

They were once there for Prime Minister Dong, and now they are there for Grand Commandant Liu. They have never been there for the country, much less for the empire.

In a sense, they almost wiped out the empire's main force back then.

In this context, discussing the burden of an empire is truly laughable.

“You ignorant fellow, I don’t know how you even obtained the Military Soul Legion…” Perennis shook his head again, his words carrying a hint of emotion and even a touch of confusion.

Every military spirit legion is one of the most important foundations of a nation. Those who can serve as the legion commanders of a national military spirit legion are all extremely capable people. How could there be such illustrious figures?

In the Roman Empire, Platius, who served as the legionary commander of the Council Guard, was one of the top three warriors in the entire empire, while Perennis, the legionary commander of the Emperor's Guard, was another of the top three warriors.

However, Duan Yun's strength and abilities are far from meeting this requirement.

Even Perennis believed that if the Military Soul Legion were to choose a young man, the young man named Ma Chao from the Han Empire might be the most suitable candidate.

But the person in front of him is Duan Yun. If he were really in the Roman Empire, he would never be among the candidates for the commander of the Legion of the Soul Army.

"Does it matter? It doesn't matter at all!" After glancing at the Han Empire's army gradually disappearing into the distance, and then at the Roman army that continued to pursue the Parthian army, Duan Yun confirmed that he was not in danger of being surrounded, and then began to prepare to leave this place.

Their ability to manipulate gravity allows them to walk on any ground, even water or cliffs, meaning they can cross the Tigris River anywhere and enter the heart of the Parthian Empire.

“I don’t understand. Even if you, burdened by the empire, reach this level, you could never be our match. Think about it, young man.” Noticing Duan Yun’s gaze, Perennis sighed softly, then turned and led his army to retreat.

I almost forgot about the opponent's abilities. Given their capabilities, stopping or annihilating them would indeed be a very difficult task.

Even if Yun Que stealthily approaches and attacks, it would be difficult to pose a threat to this military spirit legion, and she would likely end up getting herself killed.

"Bearing the burden of the empire? Hmph! That's the responsibility of the princess's guards. What does it have to do with me? As long as we can defeat the White Feathers, who cares about the empire?!" Upon hearing this, Duan Yun looked at the backs of the emperor's guards, glanced down at himself, snorted coldly, and turned to leave towards the east.

No matter how you put it, strength is strength and weakness is weakness. Today, the other side has more people, and what they say is correct, but that doesn't mean that having more people necessarily means they are right.

Sooner or later, he will transport the armor from the Pamir Mountains and show them that having more people doesn't necessarily make a difference!
This guy, who can't even beat the White Feather Soldiers, actually wants to teach him a lesson. What a pathetic fellow who doesn't know his place.

Thinking they own the entire sky, they are in reality nothing more than a drop in the ocean! (End of Chapter)