I have three hundred soldiers, all of whom can warm wine and kill Hua Xiong

Under the collective bombardment of all the senators, Caracalla left the Senate in a state of anger and embarrassment.

As soon as Caracalla left, a group of elders gathered together again and began to discuss in low voices.

"Rome may not necessarily fall, but if His Majesty deprives us of half of our family's wealth, our family will surely perish soon."

"Yes, the wealth in our family has been accumulated by the elders of the family for hundreds of years. If half of the wealth is taken away, when I die, I will not have the face to face those dead family elders. "

"Caracalla has no ability. He obviously puts his hope for a comeback on us. Caracalla intends to have all of us buried with Rome. As long as Caracalla remains on the throne for one day, he probably won't If you let go easily, you won’t let us go easily.”

Everyone looked at each other, and finally an elderly senator said: "We can raise Caracalla to the position of His Majesty, and we can also pull Caracalla down. Since Caracalla no longer intends to help safeguard our interests, Why should we continue to think about Caracalla.”

"Yes, I will go find the commander of the Guards now and discuss it with him."

Caracalla really had no other choice, so he thought of sacrificing some of the interests of the nobles to help Rome tide over the difficulties.

Caracalla never expected that his idea would offend all the elders at once.

He did not expect that because of this incident, the senators in the Senate began to have the idea of ​​​​the Guards and wanted to use the Guards to bring down Caracalla.

Caracalla returned to the palace full of rage, and without even taking off his heavy boots, he began to rage inside the palace.

"The Roman Empire fattened up this group of people, but in the end it was going to be destroyed because of this group of people."

"These guys have enriched themselves because of the Roman Empire, but they don't even have a sense of gratitude. They only have their own interests in their eyes, and their minds are smaller than the tip of a needle."

"It is entirely the Roman Empire's misfortune that such a group of people hold high positions in the Roman Empire."

Caracalla sat down on the chair angrily, and then remembered Severus' previous decision.

Severus firmly controlled the army and tried to completely control the Senate through reforming the military system.

Caracalla used to think Severus' actions were stupid.

Now, Caracalla finally sees the gap between himself and Severus, and understands Severus's foresight.

Thinking of Severus, infinite regret filled Caracalla's heart.

Although Severus was infected with the plague, strictly speaking, Severus died at the hands of Caracalla.

The next night was silent.

After drinking too much wine, Caracalla had just opened his eyes after a drowsy sleep, when there was a rush of footsteps outside the door.

Caracalla frowned and opened the door, and soon saw the open space outside the room filled with hundreds of fully armed Guards soldiers.

The person who was originally responsible for protecting Caracalla has disappeared.

This discovery immediately made Caracalla frown.

A hint of uneasiness arose in Caracalla's heart.

However, before Caracalla could react too much, the Guards officer came to Caracalla's door holding the hilt of his sword.

"Your Majesty, I have something I want to talk to you about."

Caracalla hesitated for a moment, then reached out and opened the door.

"What do you mean you brought these soldiers outside my room?"

The commander of the Guards smiled at Caracalla and said: "Your Majesty, please rest assured that the Guards are absolutely loyal to you. I heard last night that you had a conflict with the senators in the Senate. I am worried about your safety. , and then he brought a hundred elite guardsmen to prepare for your personal protection."

Hearing these words from the Guards Commander, Caracalla breathed a long sigh of relief.

Signaling the Guards commander to sit down, Caracalla asked: "Did the senators of the Senate behave in any unusual way after they returned yesterday?"

The commander of the Guards shook his head gently.

"Everything is calm in Rome now."

Caracalla continued to ask while getting dressed: "Next, send someone to monitor them. If they have any abnormal reactions, you must report to me immediately."

The commander of the Guards nodded, hesitated and asked Caracalla: "Your Majesty, do you really plan to ask the Roman nobles to hand over half of their wealth?"

Caracalla frowned slightly, was stunned for a moment, and then said to the Guards officer: "Rome is facing an economic crisis now, and the soldiers will almost be unable to pay their salaries after waiting for a month. You know, once the soldiers don't have If I don’t pay my salary, what consequences will there be?”

Without waiting for the commander of the Guards to answer, Caracalla continued: "Looking at the entire Roman Empire now, only the nobles' pockets are bulging. As long as the nobles are willing to donate half of their wealth, the Roman Empire can overcome the difficulties this time. "

"On the contrary, if the nobles abandon everyone for the sake of their small family, the Roman Empire will cease to exist. The Roman Empire will cease to exist, and the wealth accumulated by the nobles will eventually become cheaper for others."

Having said this, Caracalla looked at the Guards Commander very seriously.

"Can you understand what I'm saying?"

Hearing Caracalla's words, the Guards commander nodded slightly.

"I can understand what His Majesty said."

"It's good that you can understand!"

Caracalla smiled at the Guards Commander, turned his back to the Guards Commander, and began to adjust the robes he had just put on.

However, just when Caracalla relaxed his vigilance, Caracalla suddenly felt a pain in his chest.

He frowned and lowered his head, just in time to see the bloody sword tip emerging from his chest.

At the same time, the voice of the Guards Commander rang in Caracalla's ears.

"I understand everything your Majesty said. But your Majesty seems to have forgotten that I am also a Roman noble. It is your majesty's incompetence that cannot hold Rome. Why should your majesty ruin our interests?"

"So, it is best for His Majesty to die. We need to replace him with a capable Majesty."

"Remember, the Guards are loyal. But our loyalty is to the Roman Empire, not the Roman Emperor!"

The commander of the Guards fell silent and drew his dagger.

After wiping the blood on the dagger with Caracalla's robe, the commander of the Guards turned around and shouted outside Zhou Da's house: "Inform the Senate immediately that His Majesty was killed by an assassin sent by Geta."