Inside the Governor's Mansion.

The Slavic governor and a group of nobles gathered together again, and everyone's expression was unusually solemn.

None of them could have imagined that the once valiant Slavic barbarians would suddenly be wiped out by a barbarian tribe from the east.

Moreover, this barbarian tribe from the East actually possessed a full 60,000 elite cavalry.

It's important to understand that even if all of Rome's cavalry were combined, they would only number around 70,000 to 80,000.

In the past, the Slavic barbarians, with only 30,000 cavalry, were able to repeatedly crush the Slavic provinces.

Now, facing this barbarian tribe with greater fighting power and more men, the Slavic province is probably even less able to resist.

This Eastern barbarian tribe, known as the "Yellow Peril," hung over everyone like a huge dark cloud.

After a long silence, a nobleman said in a deep voice, "Your Excellency, the strength of this Eastern barbarian tribe far exceeds our imagination."

Once they launch a full-scale attack, not only our province, but even the whole of Rome would have a hard time resisting!

In my opinion, we should take the initiative to seek peace with them, and then send them a sum of money and provisions to appease them!

Hearing this, the Slavic governor nodded helplessly: "At this point, this is the only way. These barbarians are used to life on the grasslands. I just hope that after they get money and food, they can stay there peacefully!"

Another nobleman stood up and said, "Your Excellency, I have an idea, but I don't know if it's feasible!"

The Slavic governor raised an eyebrow: "Oh? Tell me about it!"

"Governor, since this Eastern barbarian tribe is so powerful, we might as well offer them more money and supplies to form an alliance."

Then they were led into Roman territory to attack Commodus.

This way, they could not only stop Commodus's attack, but perhaps even use their formidable strength to defeat him. And if they and Commodus were to both suffer heavy losses, that would be for the best!

"Great idea!"

Upon hearing the suggestion, the Slavic governor couldn't help but applaud it repeatedly.

Afterwards, the group began a detailed discussion on how to introduce the Xianbei and Xiongnu people.

The next day, the Slavic governor sent an envoy with a troop of guards carrying a large amount of valuable gifts northward.

Several Taoist priests from the Taiping Sect were also in the group.

Of course, these Taoist priests were all personally invited by the Slavic governor from the Taoist temples in the Slavic diocese.

In his view, since those Xianbei and Xiongnu people came from the northern grasslands of the Han Dynasty, they should have a certain degree of awe for the Han Dynasty.

Sending a few Taoist priests from the Taiping Sect would not only serve as translators but also help to ease tensions between the two sides and increase bargaining power.

Half a month later, the group finally arrived at the joint royal court of the Xianbei and Xiongnu.

The Slavic envoy was shocked by the sight before him as soon as he stepped into the camp.

In the center stood a massive royal tent, three zhang tall, even more imposing than their governor's mansion. Surrounding the royal tent were rows of smaller tents.

These small tents are arranged neatly and in a staggered manner, guarding the royal tent like a group of loyal guards protecting their king.

Moreover, the entire camp was exceptionally clean and tidy, completely unlike the filthy and chaotic place he had imagined, with excrement and urine everywhere.

The Slavic envoy could hardly believe that the camp of these barbarians was more orderly than the city where he lived.

If he hadn't seen those tents, he would have found it hard to believe that the camp before him was actually run by barbarians.

Just then, a group of Xianbei cavalry rushed out of the camp and headed straight for the Slavic envoy.

The Slavic envoy was startled when he saw the cavalry.

The cavalrymen rode tall and magnificent horses, and the knights themselves were all robust and exuded a faint aura of menace.

These cavalrymen were clearly warriors who had experienced countless battles.

Seeing the Xianbei cavalry charging towards him, the Slavic envoy felt as if a group of bloodthirsty beasts were attacking, and he couldn't help but shudder. Even after they stopped, the Slavic envoy was still in shock.

"Is the visitor a Slavic envoy?"

A rough voice brought the Slavic envoy back to his senses, and the Taoist priest from the Taiping Church stepped forward to translate.

The Slavic envoy quickly bowed: "Indeed, I have come to pay my respects to your king on the orders of the governor!"

"Okay, come with me!"

The Xianbei soldier who had asked the question immediately dismounted and led the group toward the royal tent.

As they marched, the Slavic envoy kept glancing around the entire camp.

The Slavic envoy was utterly astonished to see troop after troop of cavalry galloping through the camp.

He had initially thought that the knights who greeted him were carefully selected to make a show of force, but after seeing that each group of knights was equally fierce, he truly realized how terrifying they were.

In his view, not to mention the Slavic barbarians, even the Germanic barbarians who dominated the steppes would be no match for these people.

Before long, the group arrived in front of the royal tent. Apart from the envoy and three Taoist priests of the Taiping Sect, everyone else was stopped outside the tent.

Inside the large tent, He Lian and Xie Zhiyu sat side by side, while Li Ru sat to He Lian's left.

Upon seeing the three people in the tent, the Slavic envoy was also taken aback.

Both He Lian and Xie Zhiyu were dressed in Han-style crimson royal robes, and each wore a Han-style royal crown.

Judging from this outfit, it doesn't look like the attire of a barbarian at all.

Moreover, in the eyes of the Slavic envoy, the attire of Helian and Xiezhiyu was far more luxurious than that of the Han merchants he had ever seen.

Shocked, the Slavic envoy immediately bowed respectfully to the Helian and Xizhiyu, presented a list of gifts, and expressed his intention to seek peace.

After accepting the gift list, Helian looked at the Slavic envoy with a cold expression: "I remember your people used to call us rats. Why are you asking for peace now?"

"Your Majesty, please forgive me. It was that officer who was so rude and spouted nonsense. To show our sincerity, my governor has ordered his arrest and has had me bring him here for your army to deal with as you see fit!"

As they were talking, two Xianbei soldiers brought in the legion commander who was bound hand and foot.

The legion commander had his mouth and tongue bound with a cloth strip, and he was making "mmm" sounds as he looked pleadingly at He Lian and Xie Zhiyu in the main seat.

He waved his hand indifferently: "Cut off his head and hang it at the gate!"

"yes!"

The two Xianbei soldiers agreed and then took the legion commander away.

Soon, a scream reached the royal tent, and the Slavic envoy couldn't help but shudder.

"Alright, let's get down to business. What exactly is the purpose of your visit?"

"Your Majesty, we request that your troops be dispatched to jointly attack Rome!"