Chapter 6548 The Clown

Chapter 6548 The Clown
Earlier, when Ardashir was still in the Caucasus, Haftan, as a bandit leader, was also in contact with Ardashir. Of course, this connection was more about Ardashir discovering a bandit who had emerged, and then sending people to win him over in preparation for the subsequent restoration of the country.

However, as a pure savage, Haftan didn't care about Ardashir's tricks at all. In addition, Haftan fell too early, and the leaders of the surrounding large bandit armies didn't think highly of Haftan. But that was a long time ago. After the change in the world, when Ardashir's troops left the Caucasus and headed straight for Kandahar, Haftan had already become a tough guy when he attacked Bakza.

After the Central Asian region was stabilized again, Ardashir also forced Laguerre and others to contact Haftan privately, but due to the oath, Haftan naturally ignored them. However, they had a tacit understanding in private. At least Laguerre had never come to attack Guo Liuyin and his group before, which was considered to be giving Haftan face.

"Haftan, the situation in the Parthian territory is very clear now. A locust plague has broken out, and the Han Dynasty is simply unable to protect its territory and its people. This is the best opportunity for us to gain momentum. Driven by our millions of people, we can not only completely destroy the Central Asian families, but at least take over half of their homeland." Laguerre said to Haftan, suppressing some dissatisfaction. He did not believe that the other party had no ambitions.

"Half of my homeland?" Halftan pulled Laguerre and sneered, "Whose homeland? Parthia? It's none of my business. Parthia has nothing to do with me. Don't use your noble ideas to control me. If I remember correctly, you seem to be a descendant of a great noble."

Haftan didn't buy it at all. He was only thinking about marrying Guo Zhao and then turning around and becoming a prince of the Han Dynasty. As for the rest, Anxi? I'm not familiar with it!
"You can also be a descendant of a great noble!" Laguerre was very rational, even with a bit of calmness on his face. Every descendant of the Parthians who possessed the Heart Abyss was worth winning over. As for the resentment in Halftan's words, it didn't matter. If there was resentment, then eliminate it. Noble status was not a problem.

In the past, Laguerre and Halftan belonged to two completely different worlds, but now, birth, qualifications and so on combined are not as important as ability. As for the title of nobility and lineage, as long as Halftan can be won over, they can all be given at this time.

After all, in the decisive battle between Rome and Parthia, many great nobles of the Parthian Empire died or their entire families were wiped out. Finding a few suitable people for Haftan to inherit the incense is completely acceptable at this time.

What's more, for what Laguerre and his men have to do now, every additional strong man is very important. Let alone someone of Halftan's level, even if he is a few levels weaker and is just a bandit leader who is struggling to survive, as long as he is willing to surrender at this time, Laguerre and his men are willing to give him a noble title.

The locust plague was actually an opportunity for Laguerre, Sumer and others. Although they did not have much food and grass, which was only enough for the most elite backbones, this was because in addition to the support of Kushan and Ardashir, they had also occupied the mountainous area near the plateau area on the west side of the Kirtal Mountains and had a decent grain-producing area. Otherwise, it would not be enough for their own use.

So Halftan yearned for the nobility, but was also angry, especially because it was too late. If it had been said earlier, Halftan might still have struggled, but now, Halftan already had a clear path, a path leading to the status of a marquis of the Han Dynasty. The noble title of Parthia was no longer attractive.

Laguerre looked at the closed convoy of the Guo Liuyin and other three families, and then looked at Haftan who was pointing at him aggressively. He did not hesitate any more. Since Haftan was unwilling to surrender, he would just beat him into submission. Who is afraid of who? You are the only one who has the Heart Abyss, right?

"Yes, you can be too." Laguerre looked at Havertan's expression and spoke again, with a hint of striking while the iron is hot in his words.

However, the entire Central Asia is basically in a state of having no surplus food. In fact, the only one who can be confirmed to have food is the Han family. The problem is that the Han family will never lend food to the Parthian survivors who have not yet naturalized.

The infantry line that had passed by from the flank, when it was less than a hundred steps away from Laguerre's main camp, directly took out the three-arrow crossbow and launched a wave of arrow rain to suppress the enemy. Then, the armored spearmen wearing linen clothes, under the cover of the rain of arrows, charged forward with their spears held straight, forming a pretty good horizontal line.

"Wouldn't it have been better if we did this earlier?" Haftan laughed wildly and directly commanded the outer infantry to form a front line and rush towards Laguerre. There were no less than 20,000 people on the opposite side, but most of them were bandits. The only real threat was Laguerre's main camp. There was nothing to be afraid of. I also had more than 7,000 people!
Laguerre did not say much and directly advanced the large square formation towards Halftan. Naturally, with more soldiers, they had to use more tactics. Besides, in this situation, Halftan had to divide some of his men to surround the three families of Guo Liuyin. When the time came, he would send a cavalry of two or three hundred people, and Halftan would also be anxious.

Haftan was a country boy, perhaps a serf, perhaps an ordinary citizen, but definitely not a noble. He had no surname, no memory of his ancestors, and naturally no love for the Parthian Empire.

It's not that there are no cavalry, but due to the poor logistics, the cavalry size of both sides has been severely reduced. Halftan has less than 700 cavalry under his command, and Laguerre has slightly more, but less than 1,300. Even these were all captured from the bandit army nearby.

As for how much Laguerre and others care about the lives of the Parthian remnants, that is pure nonsense. Even though the Parthian Empire was destroyed and even after going through so much, Laguerre never fought for the Parthian remnants. All his efforts now are at most for himself and his family. In their eyes, the Parthian remnants are just a number.

Then he met Guo Zhao and was caught by Guo Zhao. Under the dual constraints of the Heart Abyss and the Oath Talent, he came into being as Haftan.

In just a moment, the originally scattered clouds twisted into a ball, and the golden clouds and the earth-gray clouds collided fiercely. The dispatching speeds of both sides were almost the same, but Laguerre had vaguely realized that Haftan's dispatching efficiency was higher than his own.

Haftan drew the sword from his waist and pointed it at Laguerre, with tiny fireflies emanating from his body like starlight. "Laguerre, open the Heart Abyss. Although I have never seen you use it, you dare to come and stop me. I believe you have already awakened the Heart Abyss."

Although Wubao is strong, it can be filled up as long as the remaining Parthians are willing to risk their lives to fill it up.

In fact, what Laguerre said now was not false. If Haftan joined the two bandit leaders who were still entrenched in southern Central Asia, they could take advantage of the moment to raise a flag and call on the Parthian people who were trapped in famine. To be honest, they might be able to achieve what they said before.

"This really makes my heart beat." Halftan laughed, and his laughter became more and more rampant. Finally, he looked at Laguerre with a hint of coldness in his eyes, "Laguerre, you will probably never understand in your life how angry I am with you nobles. Stop talking nonsense. Now you can either get out with your lackeys, or I will kill you here!"

"Can I also be a noble?" Halftan looked at Laguerre with a gloomy expression.

This is an opportunity for Laguerre and Sumer. Unrest is likely to break out under famine, and with these two leaders causing trouble, it will be even easier for unrest to happen.

"Do you really want to fight me?" Laguerre looked at Havertan with a gloomy face. "If you fight, you won't have these things now if you lose."

For Haftan, the Parthian Empire was not even a symbol. Only after the collapse of the Parthian Empire did he have the opportunity to make a living. Taking advantage of the troubled times to rise up, he relied on a little intuition and a bit of luck to succeed in a very short time. In just half a year, he seized the position of the bandit leader in the central region, destroyed the three families of Guo, Liuyin, and ate up all the resources of the three families, thus achieving the ability of internal energy to leave the body.

Although seven or eight years have passed and the remnants of the Parthian Empire have a much weaker impression of the Parthian Empire, under the cruel reality of famine, just one reason is enough to provoke the remnants of the Parthian Empire to launch an attack on the Han Dynasty in Central Asia. As long as the number is large enough to make the Han Dynasty run around in a hurry, with the capabilities of Raguel and Mosul, they may be able to deliver a fatal blow.

Guo Zhao took out a telescope and stood on the frame, watching the scene from afar, somewhat in silence. The coordination of multiple arms, the advancement of the front, and the ability to form a cross-cutting front when the spearmen were advancing in a sudden attack, Haftan's command ability had left Guo Zhao speechless.

Even though this group of spearmen, under the cover of rain of arrows, deliberately suppressed their own speed when they crossed the battle line to launch a strong attack in order to ensure the stability of the battle line, there were still some erratic differences in the distance between the front and the back. However, it was already outrageous enough that they could perform this trick. At least none of the ancestors of the three families of Guo Liuyin could do this.

This is something that you can't learn from reading books. Just a wave of close-range arrow rain suppression and gun array flat push directly beat the flank bandits organized by Laguerre and made them unable to raise their heads. If it weren't for Laguerre's supervision team that effectively prevented the rout, this wave might have been enough to make Laguerre stupid.

Looking at this scene, Laguerre's face became even gloomier. He could not understand Haftan's growth speed at all. At the beginning, the other party was just a bandit with a little luck. If he was put under their command, he would be at most a qualified centurion, and at most a thousand-man force. It was just that at that time, Ardashir contacted the other party with the idea of ​​gathering numbers.

Later, when they met for the second time, Haftan was already close to Bakza's level. He suppressed Bakza with force and fought a chaotic battle. Bakza was not sure he could defeat him in a short time.

Now was the third official fight, and Laguerre clearly felt threatened.

"Heart Abyss·Divine Will Simulation!" Laguerre decisively opened up his Heart Abyss. Ordinary bandit troops were simply unreliable. Even those he carefully selected were no more than cannon fodder in the eyes of an opponent like Haftan who were obviously all elite.

"Come with me and kill that guy." Haftan said with a sneer. He knew that Laguerre must have opened the Heart Abyss. Without this thing, Laguerre would dare to offend him!

"Kill him directly?" Guo Shuai looked at Laguerre with some regret. This was Xinyuan's baby and the family really needed him.

"If you don't want to kill him, you're going to bring him here to grab my position?" Haftan glanced at Guo Shuai and said.

"Yeah, the other side is not as good as my son-in-law." Guo Shuai said hurriedly. He didn't know what other people thought, but the Guo family's children who followed Haftan basically identified with Haftan. There was no other way. Soldiers could not become generals, but at least they would hope to follow a victorious general.

"Oath of Calamity!" Haftan tore off his disguise, unfolded his heart, and activated his oath talent. The formation, which did not look very powerful at first, suddenly burst out with its ultimate combat power. The more than 600 cavalrymen on horseback exuded an aura that was completely different from that of other soldiers.

Why can the Guo Liuyin family still enjoy the treatment of top wealthy families when their three families have become so poor? Why can Haftan still be considered the son-in-law when he killed almost all the adult males in the Guo Liuyin family? This is the reason. What's wrong with the change of the sky or the curse of the world consciousness? I still have more than 600 guards!
As Halftan exerted his full strength, the plate armor of the six hundred-plus cavalrymen naturally emitted a faint glow. The plate armor, inlaid with egg-sized crystals of the essence of heaven and earth, relied on the etchings on the plate armor, providing an even stronger and more powerful defense for the cavalrymen who were already tough enough.

Chen Xi played it twice and felt that he couldn't afford it. He only produced a batch of this thing, and it appeared on the battlefield so openly. It was so amazing that he could rub the crystals of the essence of heaven and earth with his hands!

At this moment, Laguerre's expression turned extremely ugly. Under the dual effects of the natural disaster and the curse of world consciousness, the number of guards dropped rapidly. Laguerre had never expected that in this era, Haftan could still take out so many guards, and it seemed that this was not his limit.

There was no fancy operation, just activate the maximum defense and charge directly towards Laguerre under the opponent's attack. What Halftan concluded from reading military books was to crush the opponent if you can, don't hold back, and crush him to death.

"Die!" More than 600 guards with super defensive power directly broke through Laguerre's front line of defense and rushed straight towards Laguerre. Halftan sneered and held the gun blade directly towards Laguerre.

"Bang." With a dull sound, Halftan's gun blade was directly knocked away by Laguerre. Then Halftan made another backhand attack, but was successfully blocked by Laguerre again.

"Your Heart Abyss?" Having broken through the defense line, Haftan turned his horse's head and looked at Laguerre, asking with a somewhat cautious look.

Laguerre did not explain, but just looked at Haftan cautiously. His simulation of the Heart Abyss divine will happened to be the Heart Abyss that was recorded and developed by the Parthian Empire. Originally, this Heart Abyss was a kind of Heart Abyss that allowed oneself to simulate others and obtain the divine will of others, but the Parthian Empire developed many branches and left behind the talents that could be nested in each branch development direction, as well as the way of nesting.

As a descendant of the nobility who happened to come into contact with this information from Ardashir, Laguerre naturally chose a suitable branch line development direction and the talent he happened to have.

"Haftan, I'll ask you one last time, are you really unwilling to accept my kindness?" Laguerre asked while looking at Haftan. It was obvious that the fighting was fierce all around and even Laguerre's men were at a disadvantage, but Laguerre was not at all panicked and he didn't even have the mind to ask this question.

"If you have any cards, just use them." Haftan said with a sneer. It's just the Heart Abyss, and based on the previous feel, it should be a weakened Heart Abyss that interferes with the enemy's performance. Although he doesn't know what it is, he will just use brute force to crack it.

Laguerre looked at Haftan, his expression becoming cold, "Heart Abyss·Divine Will Simulation, nested with the first talent war blessing."

As Laguerre blossomed his own heart abyss, a dim light extended from his mind, directly binding the first elite talent of his own legion, and then integrating into a new talent structure. The blessing of the mind, belief and external essence of heaven and earth was directly opened up. The combat effectiveness of the headquarters, which was originally only at the level of double talents, rose rapidly, surpassing the limit of double talents and entering the extreme state.

"This is the true foundation of the Parthian Empire, embedded in the Heart Abyss. It is unheard of and seems like a legend to ordinary people, but it is a fact. It is the highest level of knowledge that countless people of integrity and ambition in the empire have exhausted their wisdom to find a path that will never be blocked." Laguerre said with some nostalgia.

Not to mention the current era of natural disasters and the curse of world consciousness, even in an era of overflowing talents and counter-attack qualities, the ultimate double talent is still top-notch. The extraordinary level of talent strength is the basis for the ultimate double talent to try to reverse the three talents and military soul.

"The mind actively integrates, relying on elite talents to directly interfere with reality." Haftan seemed to be completely unaffected by the majestic momentum, and even had a thoughtful look on his face.

"Is this the so-called greatest foundation of the Parthian Empire?" Haftan looked at Laguerre as if he were looking at a clown. Is it strong? A very strong move, a collective mind that distorts reality, violently pulls out extraordinary output of power, transforms elite talents, reconstructs the core of power, breaks through limits, and ignores any suppression. But in Haftan's eyes, is this it?

Did Ardashir and his men spend so many years on this thing only to come up with a waste like Laguerre?

Before Laguerre could refute, he saw that the entire army of Halftan was emitting the light of the Heart Abyss, the Oath of Disaster and the Gifted Oath of Binding. One ray returned to the sky, one ray entered the earth, and then thousands of rays merged into Halftan's hand, and Halftan pressed them into his heart.

"Things that can be understood, learned, and surpassed at a glance actually still need to be pursued. No wonder Achaemenid said there is no glory. We are a group of trash immersed in delusions of the past." Haftan said with a sneer, and then under the nesting of the Heart Abyss, he intercepted the destiny of heaven, the power of the earth, and the core of human hearts, and burst out with a power far beyond what it once had.

　Completely sent, ahhhhh
　　(End of this chapter)