"Caesar, after Attila's death, his sons are frantically plundering everything in his vast territory, eager to reunite and restore the glory of Attila's time."

In the council chamber of Palazzo Flavi, Innocentus, the senior commander of the northern Thracian field army, pointed to the northern part of Dacia, which had been reincorporated into the Roman lands.

Innocents was naturally willing to preserve as much of the "results" of the battle as possible, and as a military strategist, he was mainly in favor of an active and effective offensive posture against the Huns.

"Caesar." Innobinders turned his head to look at Luga, and then said: "I think we should take the initiative and defeat these barbarians many times, so that they realize that without Attila, they have nothing to worry about in front of us, we should let them know the fear, and then fear us, and take the initiative to bow down to us." ”

"Your Excellency Innobinders." As Innobendus had just finished speaking, Jovian, who was sitting across from him, sneered and shook his head at Innocents' proposal, "Your Excellency Innocents, you should now understand that the finances of the empire have become unsustainable because of your frequent dispatch of troops, and if this continues, I'm afraid it will be a question of whether Caesar can eat tomorrow's breakfast!" ”

"I'm doing this for the sake of Rome, for the glory of Rome!"

"That's just your own glory!"

"Less verbose, Jovian!" Innobinders roared and waved his hands at Jovian, his disgust between the lines.

"Enough!" Luga stretched out his hand to stop the dispute in the field, "Now the situation in the province of Macedonia has just stabilized, and the ruins of Thrace are slowly recovering, all of which will take a lot of time, so let's put the military aside and make every effort to clean up the economy." ”

Hearing Luga say this, Innobinderston hung his head in frustration and looked unhappy.

Jovian, on the contrary, was a courtier who had moved from military to political circles, and naturally he was familiar with the ways in which he could sustain any protracted war, or at least understand that only when the economy was raised could any protracted war be sustained, and that there was no war that was not protracted in this era.

"How is the economy in other parts of the world doing now?" Luga looked at Jovian, "I'm mainly talking about the Greater Greece region, and the eastern Antioch region. ”

"Now the Greater Greek region is struggling to make ends meet," Jovian said with a grim face, "and we are completely dependent on the revenues of Egypt and Antioch to make up for the wounds left by Attila's invasion, and in fact we still need many years to make up for it." ”

"Attila is dead, and now his vast empire has collapsed, and the terrifying order he has created has collapsed." Luga sat on his throne and cleaned himself up very casually and said: "The Huns have been in the midst of endless civil wars, and this is a quagmire in which the hooves of his horses are tightly bound, and they struggle in it, but the more they struggle, the deeper they sink. ”

Luga's message couldn't be more obvious: there is war beyond God's realm, but the flames and swords of war are far away from God's kingdom.

The civil war of the barbarians was the peace of the Romans, and the hard-won peace required the Roman nobles to run their estates and ranches, the merchants to return to the trade routes, the tax collectors to store gold in the warehouses of the cities, and the old roads to Constantinople under the escort of heavily armed soldiers.

The Purple Chamber needed these taxes to keep the army running, the palace running, and the city running.

"I don't think there's any need to sit down here anymore." Innobinders sighed, slowly stood up, saluted Lugar slightly, and left the chamber with the officers behind him.

"In that case, Lord Innobinders must not be happy." Listening to the heavy closing of the door as Innobindes left, Jovian turned to look at Luga, "Then what is Caesar's plan for the Huns who are caught in the midst of infighting, especially the sons of Attila, I mean, that we can intervene in their civil strife, find the good ones to use in them, and strike at those who oppose Rome." ”

"It's a trick of a seasoned politician like you." Luga smiled slightly, "However, I intend to build a defensive line on the Danube, increase commercial trade with the border with the Huns, and strictly control the taxes there, so that the money will be used to build a defensive line and appease the Thracian field army to make them absolutely loyal to Constantinople." ”

"Then Caesar, you must have something to worry about." Jovian looked at Luga with a frown, "I think it must be the internal enemy that has greatly affected you, Caesar. ”

"Yes, there are always some restless guys who give me trouble from time to time, so I'm going to teach them a lesson."

"You mean Sicedes!" Jovian smiled and shook his head, "That guy thinks he's the best candidate to succeed Basellus, but before he could react, Marcian set himself up as Basellus." ”

"And then I, with both hands, drowned Marcian alive in a pool of blood." Luga answered, and couldn't help but shrug his shoulders, "I'm tired of hearing such words always, and it seems that my inadvertent actions at the beginning actually led to such consequences." ”

"It is God's will, Caesar." Jovian said to Luga with a serious face: "This is God's arrangement, and every step you take is God's arrangement. ”

"Ha, that's enough, Jovian." Luga apparently did not believe such a statement.

At this moment, all of a sudden, the door of the council chamber was pushed open, and only a string of hurried footsteps was heard, and a maid trotted in front of Luga, who was so eager that she said to Luga in a panic, "Madame! Madame locked herself up again. ”

If death is the greatest punishment for a person, then the second most important thing is to let a person live in this world with a sense of guilt.

I don't know how many times Liekinia has locked you up in her bedroom.

Ever since John's public execution in the Place Augustus, Licinia had looked out of sorts, often confronting Luga with an unkempt face, and Luga could understand how much he was stimulated.

In the inner palace, the baby's cry is always in the ears, and the cry is so hoarse.

As soon as he heard this voice, he knew that it was the cry of little Leo, and Luga was a little tired, and he hurried to the door of Licinia's bedchamber, who thought that it was already full of maids with hurried expressions.

"What happened?" Lu Jia was a little puzzled, and hurriedly asked the maid beside him.

"Madame is no longer producing milk, and the child is hungry!" The maid replied, "But Madame locked the door and would not let us in." All we could do was stand at the door and listen to the cry of the child, and oh O O Virgin, my heart broke just by listening to the cry of the child! ”

"Damn it!"

Luga patted his head, then looked left and right, and asked, "Is there a rope or something?" ”