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One thousand two hundred fifty-seven chapters: Rome claims

In Wu Shun's words, this Korean Empire is shameless, but it is not qualified to let the Central Plains fight against it.

"Taishang Emperor, your plan has been almost done. When will we launch the general attack?" Gan Ning asked on the No. 01 flagship.

In the formulation of the general attack, Ganning's Jiaolong fleet needed to go ashore to fight, so he was very active.

"Xingba, haven't the Romans used that kind of South Korea to make a fuss recently? What do you think?" Wu Shun asked with a smile.

Although he knew that there would be no good answer to Gan Ning, he still wanted to hear what the naval commander had.

"The Supreme Emperor, South Korea is just a vulnerable small country, so it's better not to mention it. The Romans wanted to disrupt our military morale with the South Korean affairs, and the generals admired them, as if they could be described as being rushing to seek medical treatment." Gan Ning thought for a while and replied.

He also knew that Wu Shun was deliberately taking the exam, so he organized these languages.

"Xingba is right, but if our soldiers have no influence at all, the Romans may be more vigilant, so I think our soldiers can show some disrespect and deceive the Romans." Wu Shun said.

Since we are going to launch a general attack, it is a good idea to let the Romans think they succeed.

Confusing the enemy, he made preparations secretly, and suddenly suddenly exploded, and the Roman army would be stunned.

"The Supreme Emperor, let's arrange this and give the Romans some confidence." Dongfang Qiang bowed.

Although Dongfang Qiang felt that there was no need to do this, Wu Shun felt that it was good and he would execute it.

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"Master, is things going well?" In a palace, Apdul sat high on the throne.

"Your Majesty, everyone in the Central Plains knows their adverse situation. Now their morale and fighting spirit are slowly decreasing!" Diocletian replied.

This is all he saw with his own eyes and could not be faked. The Central Plains army did not have the aggressive attitude and a little more anxious.

"Commander, the morale of the Central Plains army has decreased. Should we launch a counterattack and drive them back to our hometown?" Apdul asked.

Counterattacking the Central Plains army and saving Rome has become an obsession in Apudul's heart.

"Your Majesty, although I also want to fight back against the Central Plains people, I have to remind you that it is not the best time yet," said Diocletian.

"Then when will we wait?" Apudul didn't want to wait at all.

"Your Majesty, at least when they can't bear it and take the initiative to attack us and try to destroy Rome." Diocletian said.

The calm Central Plains army was unmatched by the Romans, but they were caught in the anxious and crazy Central Plains army. They had a way to deal with it.

"Mr. Commander, I have to remind you that by then we will still be in a passive defensive position." Apdul said.

Since their war with the Central Plains, they were often in a passive position. Apdul was very dissatisfied with it. You should know that they were fighting locally.

"It's all defense, but the Central Plains army was already anxious at that time and would be easier to deal with!" Diocletian insisted.

"Okay, as long as you guarantee we can win!" Apdul no longer insisted.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Diocle felt relieved when he was able to gather.

Due to the powerful shelling, the walls of Constantinople were damaged more, and the soldiers clearly rushed into the city.

Under the crazy impact of Zhao Yun, Gao Shun, Ma Chao, Gan Ning and other powerful generals, the Roman army retreated again and again! No one dared to look directly at the four killing gods!

In five days, in Constantinople, the number of deaths in the Roman army reached 50,000! The blood flowed into a river and the bones became mountains...

After such a large casualty, he still couldn't withstand the offensive of the Central Plains army. Finally, on the sixth day, Apdul led Rome's senior officials and ministers to Dongfangqiang, the highest commander of the Central Plains army in Rome!

It took two days for the Central Plains army to completely control Constantinople! Ten days later, the barbarian army surrendered! In a month, Rome fell into control of the Central Plains army!

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"Apudul, you made a very bad decision before!"

In front of Apudul, Wu Shun said without hesitation, regardless of Apudul's expression of death.

If Apudul had not been unwilling to be a puppet behind him, how could the Central Plains army have to make such great efforts? Maybe it would have taken Rome long ago!

"The Supreme Emperor, the combat effectiveness of your Central Plains army is so strong that it is suffocating. The defeat of Rome cannot change the facts." Apdul said

He also regretted his decision, but he was a native Roman and should always contribute to Rome.

But it was a pity that he failed and Diocletian died.

"What are your plans in the future?" Wu Shun asked.

"Haha, as the monarch of the defeated country, will the Supreme Emperor let me continue to live?"

Apdul smiled bitterly and said, "He would not think Wu Shun would let him go!" This time he lost the battle, he believed that he would definitely die."

"I have no interest in taking your life. On the contrary, I think the Roman people need a leader, and you are the most suitable one." Wu Shundao.

The garrison occupied Rome, which was not very suitable for the current situation, and Wu Shun did not consider doing so.

However, since Rome has been defeated, the Roman Protectorate should be established to represent the Central Plains to control Rome.

"What does the Supreme Emperor mean?" Hearing Wu Shun say that he would not take his life, Apdul suddenly felt energetic. Who would rather die if he didn't go?

"If you were still the Roman monarch, what if you were to be the Central Plains?" Wu Shun suggested.

"It's that simple?" Apdul couldn't believe his ears.

Rome was defeated. According to their own conventions, the Romans have now become slaves and have no freedom.

"You heard it right. Our Central Plains army will not be stationed here. Rome still needs you Romans to manage it. Of course, as a vassal state of the Central Plains, you cannot rebel. Once you rebel, it will harm many people." Wu Shun said with a smile.

"Then, I am still your puppet! You want to control Rome by controlling me." Apdul was not stupid, and soon explained the meaning of the vassal state.

"You understand this way, that's fine! But there is still a difference between a vassal state and a puppet. As the king of a vassal state, you have the right to be autonomous, and the Central Plains will not interfere with you." Wu Shun explained.

If he really wanted a puppet, he wouldn't have left Apudul, and he could become a puppet if he found anyone.

"Okay, Rome is willing to submit to the Central Plains. When the monarch ascended the throne, he will seek the title of the Central Plains emperor!" Apdul finally chose to compromise.

He could save the entire Rome by pursuing his sanctions. He could have wanted to be a puppet before, but now he is just a vassal state, so what can he not accept?
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