"What did His Highness the Crown Prince of the Han Dynasty say? Is he willing to accept our Persians?"

Seeing his son's reverent expression, the Persian king quickly asked the question he was most concerned about.

Meeting his father's eager gaze, Tira Mai shook his head sadly: "No, His Highness the Crown Prince said that we are an annex of the Parthians, and the Han cannot directly interfere."

However, His Highness the Crown Prince also said that he sympathized with the plight of us Persians, so he sold us a batch of weapons. With these weapons, we can raise an elite force to fight against those damned Parthians!

With that, Thiramai took out a list of military equipment and handed it to the Persian king.

Upon receiving the list and seeing the supplies recorded on it, such as armor, spears, swords, bows, crossbows, and arrows, the Persian king couldn't help but smile.

The Persians had no shortage of brave warriors, but they lacked usable weapons.

Now that he has the weapons provided by the Han army, he can immediately raise an army of more than 30,000 men.

Given their current situation, the Persians have a good chance of breaking away and becoming independent once they have their own army.

However, when he saw the final prices on the list, the Persian king could no longer laugh.

It turns out that the Han army sold this batch of military equipment for as much as three million gold coins.

"This...this batch of weapons is so expensive..." The Persian king exclaimed in surprise as he saw the last piece of equipment.

“Father, there’s no need to worry. His Highness the Crown Prince said that we can pay for those funds in installments.”

“Even if we pay in installments, it’s still such a large sum of money, it will take us at least five or six years to pay it back, right? If that’s the case, won’t our people have to continue living the kind of life we ​​were living before?”

The Persian king frowned and said, "In the past, we suffered under the oppression of the Parthians. Now that we can rebel, if life is still so difficult, I'm afraid the people below will not agree."

Tirama said in a low voice, "Father, in my opinion, as long as we eliminate the 40,000 Parthian soldiers guarding us, and then plunder Parthia, it won't be difficult to raise that much money."

After all, the Parthians have bullied us for so long, and we've made them pay their debt. If all else fails, we can capture slaves and sell them to the Han Dynasty to exchange for more weapons!

With an army, what do we have to fear?

Upon hearing his second son's words, the Persian king nodded in agreement: "My son is right. It's time to make those damned Parthians pay their debt!"

Subsequently, the Persian king entrusted the task of organizing the army to Thiramai.

In the days that followed, Tiramay also began to travel to various Persian settlements, recruiting able-bodied young men from his tribe.

When they learned that Tirah had acquired a batch of Han military equipment and was preparing to rebel against the Parthians, the Persian people, who had long been oppressed, readily responded.

In just two months, Tiramay recruited 33,000 young men, from whom he carefully selected 3,000 personal guards, equipped them with iron armor, and formed 10,000 spearmen, 10,000 crossbowmen, and 10,000 infantrymen, and began rigorous training.

In early July, just as Tiramay was intensively training the Persian soldiers, an envoy sent by Chu Qian arrived.

The Persian king personally went out of the city to welcome the Han envoy.

Although this was just someone sent by Chu Qian, the governor of Yizhou, it still represented the attitude of the Han Dynasty, and the Persian king could not help but take it seriously.

After welcoming the Han envoy into the palace with the highest Persian etiquette, the Persian king asked with great enthusiasm, "May I ask what brings the Han envoy here?"

The Han envoy said, "I have come here to tell you something!"

"Oh? Please speak, Han envoy!"

The envoy smiled and said, "Several months ago, His Highness the Crown Prince sent an envoy to the Parthian palace to execute the Parthian king."

At present, there is constant infighting in the Parthian court, and the military commanders stationed in various regions are also harboring their own ulterior motives.

This is a golden opportunity bestowed upon you Persians by Heaven to rise up. I urge your tribe to act swiftly, lest you miss this chance!

"What? The Han envoy executed the Parthian king...?"

Upon hearing the story relayed by the Han envoy, the Persian king couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. He hadn't expected the Han Dynasty to make such a big move.

The envoy confirmed, “Indeed, our Great Han has now declared war on Parthia, severed all trade relations with Parthia, and begun to mobilize a large army to Ansu City.”

With my Han army keeping your forces occupied, your tribe can proceed with your rebellion with peace of mind!

Upon hearing this, the Persian king's face lit up with elation. For the Persians, this was indeed a golden opportunity.

The Persian king looked at his second son, Thiramai: "My son, how is our army's training going?"

Tira said, "Father, after training, our warriors are basically ready to fight. With the weapons and equipment of the Han army, defeating the 40,000 Parthian soldiers guarding us should not be a problem!"

"Very well, you will lead the army and set out on a chosen day to attack the Parthian army!"

Upon receiving Tiram's reply, the Persian king immediately issued the order to raise an army.

"Yes, Father!"

Tilamailang responded in unison, and then walked out of the tent with a happy expression.

After Tiramay left, the Persian king looked at the envoy with eager eyes and asked, "Han envoy, do you need slaves? What is the price of a slave?"

The messenger smiled and said, "Yes, but we only want young female slaves. One female slave is worth twenty gold coins!"

"good!"

Upon hearing the price offered by the Han envoy, the Persian king smiled and nodded.

Soon, a series of urgent horn calls rang out in the Persian camp.

The more than 30,000 Persian soldiers who were training quickly assembled and then formed four military formations according to their different troop types.

Tiramay arrived at a high platform, glanced solemnly at the soldiers, and then proclaimed loudly: "Warriors, we Persians have lived on this land since ancient times and have established our own country."

However, the Parthians came later, not only destroying our country but also imprisoning us here, making us work like cattle and horses for them, and oppressing and exploiting us for more than three hundred years.

Over the past three hundred years, countless of our ancestors have died under the humiliation and oppression of the Parthians.

Now, we must take up our weapons and rise up in resistance to avenge the blood feud of three hundred years ago!

"Revenge! Revenge!!"

More than 30,000 Persian soldiers also raised their weapons and roared in unison, as if to vent all the pent-up anger that had been building up in their hearts for many years.

Just as the Persian army was making its oath, the Parthian army, located a hundred miles south of the Persian settlement, suddenly dispatched ten thousand troops to rush towards the Persian capital.

"Great! I didn't even go looking for them, but they came to me of their own accord!"

Upon learning that 10,000 Parthian troops were rapidly approaching, Tiramay couldn't help but sneer.