Chapter 713 Lost

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

In the council chamber of the Flavian Palace, Innobindes, senior commander of the Northern Thracian Field Army, pointed to the area north of Dacia, which had been reincorporated into Roman territory.

Innobindes naturally wanted to preserve as much of the "results" of such a large battle as possible. As a military strategist, he mainly agreed to take an active and effective offensive posture against the Huns.

"Caesar." Innobindes turned his head to look at Luca, and then said, "I think we should take the initiative to attack and defeat these barbarians many times, so that they will realize that without Attila, they are nothing to worry about in front of us. We should let them know fear, and then be afraid of us, and take the initiative to surrender to us."

"Sir Innobindes." When Innobindes had just finished speaking, Jovian, who was sitting opposite him, sneered and shook his head at Innobindes' proposal. "Sir Innobindes, you should now understand that the empire's finances have become unsustainable because of your frequent dispatch of troops. If this continues, I'm afraid it will be a problem whether Caesar can have breakfast tomorrow!"

"I do this for Rome, for the glory of Rome!"

"That's just your own glory!"

"Stop talking nonsense, Jovian!" Innobindes roared and waved his hands at Jovian, his disgust evident between the words.

"Enough!" Luca stretched out his hand to stop the dispute. "The situation in Macedonia has just stabilized, and the ruins of Thrace are also slowly recovering. All of this will take a lot of time, so let's put the military aside and focus on rectifying the economy."

Hearing what Luca said, Innobindes immediately lowered his head dejectedly, looking unhappy.

Jovian was just the opposite. He was a courtier who had switched from the military to politics, so he was naturally familiar with the ins and outs of the matter. At least he understood that only when the economy was booming could any protracted war be sustained. In this era, there was no war that was not protracted.

"How is the economy in other regions now?" Luca looked at Jovian. "I'm mainly talking about the Greater Greece region and the Eastern Antioch region."

"Now the Greater Greece region is running out of money," Jovian said with a heavy face, "We completely rely on the income from Egypt and Antioch to make up for the damage left by Attila's invasion. In fact, it will still take us many years to make up for it."

"Attila is dead, and now his huge empire has collapsed, and the terrifying order he created has also collapsed." Luca sat on the throne and cleaned himself up and said casually: "The Huns have been unable to extricate themselves from the endless civil war. This is a quagmire that tightly binds their horses and hooves. They are struggling in it, but the more they struggle, the deeper they sink."

What Luca wanted to express was obvious. There was war everywhere outside God's territory, but the flames and swords of war stayed far away from the kingdom under God's protection.

The civil war of the barbarians was the peace of the Romans. The hard-earned peace required the Roman nobles to run their own estates and pastures, merchants to resume trade routes, tax collectors to collect gold coins into warehouses in various cities, and escorted by fully armed soldiers along the ancient road to Constantinople.

The Purple Chamber needed these taxes to maintain the operation of the army, the court, and the city.

"I don't think there is any need for me to sit here anymore." Innobindes sighed, he slowly stood up, saluted slightly to Luga, and then left the conference room followed by the officers behind him.

"So Lord Innobindes must be unhappy." Hearing the heavy sound of the door closing after Innobindes left, Jovian turned around and looked at Luca, "So what plans does Caesar have for the Huns who are caught in internal strife, especially these descendants of Attila? What I mean is that we can intervene in their civil strife, find friendly people among them and use them, and strike those guys who are against Rome."

"This is a trick that experienced politicians like you are good at." Luca smiled slightly, "But I plan to build a defense line on the Danube River, increase commercial trade with the areas bordering the Huns, and strictly control the taxation there. The money will be used to build the defense line and appease the Thracian field army so that it will be absolutely loyal to Constantinople."

"Then Caesar, you must have something troubling you." Jovian frowned and looked at Luca, "I think it must be the internal enemies that have had a great impact on you, Caesar."

"Yes, there are always some unstable guys who give me trouble from time to time, so I plan to teach them a lesson."

"You mean Cesides?" Jovian smiled and shook his head, "That guy thought he was the best candidate to succeed the previous Basilus, but before he could react, Marcian proclaimed himself Basilus."

"Then I drowned Marcian in a pool of blood with my own hands." Luca continued, shrugging his shoulders. "I'm tired of hearing this kind of talk. It seems that my careless action at the beginning actually led to such a consequence."

"This is God's will, Caesar." Jovian said to Luca seriously, "This is God's arrangement. Every step you take is God's arrangement."

"Ha, that's enough, Jovian." Luca obviously didn't believe such words.

At this moment, the door of the meeting room was suddenly pushed open, and a series of hurried footsteps were heard. A maid ran to Luca and said to him in a panic, "Madam! Madam has locked herself up again."

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

This is the nth time that Liginiya has locked you up in her bedroom.

Since John's public execution in the Forum of Augustus, Licinia looked unhinged, often appearing dishevelled in front of Luca, who could understand how traumatized he was.

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In the inner palace, the crying of babies is always heard, and the crying is so loud.

As soon as he heard the voice, he knew it was little Leo's crying. Luca was a little annoyed. He quickly came to the door of Liginia's bedroom, but he didn't expect that the door was already full of maids with hurried expressions.

"What happened?" Luga was a little confused and asked the maid beside him quickly.

"The lady has no milk and the child is hungry!" the maid replied, "but the lady locked the door and wouldn't let us in. We could only stand at the door and listen to the child crying. Oh, Holy Mother, just hearing the child crying, my heart is broken!"

What was Luca going to do when he heard this? He pushed aside the maids who were blocking his way. When the maids saw Basileus coming, they quickly stepped aside and stood on both sides of the door waiting.

"Likinia!" Luca knocked on the wooden door, but there was no other sound except the cry of little Leo! He knocked back and forth a few times, but Likinia inside did not respond.

“Damn it!”

Luka slapped his head, then looked around and asked, "Are there any ropes or anything?"

(End of this chapter)