Augustus Road

"No, I'm sorry, please don't interrupt me. I have to take precautions - I can't give up the name Brutus." Finally, the suitor cleared his throat and replied firmly.

"So, you'd better marry one of your cousins, or marry the Republic." Yulia stood up with a slight mocking tone, "I have married a man, and the man died in a shipwreck." After saying that, he gave Habaruka a few instructions and walked up the stairs.

Seeing that Brutus looked a little disappointed, Calabis brought a plate of dried figs, "Give it up, I also think your cousin Portia is more suitable for you."

The next day, early in the morning, Calabis walked out of the room. Brutus was still sleeping soundly. He walked to the hall and saw Julia sitting in front of the loom with an old blanket on her knees. Working hummingly, "Thank you for your hospitality last night, now I have to take my leave." Calabis took the cloak and box, and then told Julia, asking her to say goodbye to Brutus for him.

"Those who left so early were all legionnaires." Yulia then saw the tattoo on Calabis's wrist. "I guessed it right. You served in the army. Many foreigners obtained citizenship through this, and then became The Republic provides greater political service.”

"That's right, your eyesight is much sharper than that of my traveling companion. If I hadn't told him, he wouldn't have known that I was a military slave." Karabis joked, and then Yulia smiled rarely, and in a flash It was fleeting, followed by a serious expression: "I will pay off my debt to you."

"Yes, I believe you rent out half of the house, so that after three hundred and seventy years, you can pay me back." Calabis walked to the yard and untied the donkey.

"I will invest in industry, maybe marine insurance, maybe mining investment, and within two years I will return it to you with interest." Yulia left the loom and leaned against the door frame. Said in a very affirmative tone.

"You are quite like a friend I made in Xiaoya. However, I was the one who killed Catiline, and I am also quite responsible for the failure of your investment. So, let's meet again next year if we have a chance." Karabi Si bowed to the stubborn hostess of Ofilenou Manor, then mounted his donkey and left quickly along the sandy road.

However, Lisilia said that King Numa's ring must be returned to him and he will definitely get it. He thought about these words for a while, and even thought of what Luculas, the patron saint, once said to him. , "Body and you are just living together as a free citizen now, but when you become a citizen, you must have another legal marriage, and the other party must also be the daughter of a citizen."

"Are you kidding me? Could it be Yulia? This is fate?" Thinking of this, Calabis couldn't help but be afraid of fate, the kind of fate in the Sibyl prophecy book.

"Are you kidding me? Isn't this the fate you Achaeans should accept?" At this time, thousands of miles away, the city of Castor in Colchis, a strait city founded by ancient Greek immigrants, huge On the hillside and rocks, a man dressed as a king tied himself up and knelt in front of a group of noble officers. He was the former tyrant of Castor City, but now he was a prisoner of the Pontic army. What he couldn't tolerate in particular was , sitting in front of him, kicking his head insultingly with her toes, turned out to be a petite woman wearing a golden crown and a scarlet cloak, with chestnut hair, chestnut eyes, a beautiful and arrogant face, and a hint of insolence at the corners of her mouth at all times. The contempt of a lifetime, "Agaxes, your army has been defeated by me. The loser should accept the judgment of the winner and beg the winner's forgiveness - my conditions of Adiana are already lenient enough, keep you to Cass You must provide 3,000 men as soldiers, 3,000 men as oarsmen, 6,000 craftsmen, and 10,000 military slaves. Even if you are not satisfied, I can completely replace him with someone else who has some ability, even if it is a slave, to worship the Zeus temple in your country."

"No, I can lead the army and join your princess in your battle." Agassiz raised his head, still holding on to a glimmer of hope.

But what answered him was Adiana's even more contemptuous expression, "It seems that you don't even have the ability to communicate with wise men, Agassiz. If you are really a qualified king and commander, how could you be ignored by me? The New Model Army with twelve hundred men was defeated? I am asking you for 3,000 men to expand it and enhance its military strength. The training method of the New Model Army is not something you can understand. I will need it in the future, and Pompey competes - as long as I capture my brother's Bosporus kingdom for my father and recruit more Scythians and Greeks into the army, I will defeat the invincible Roman legion." After that, Adiana kicked Agassiz hard, causing him to fall aside in humiliation. Then she closed her cloak and walked to the front of the hillside accompanied by many generals in Pontus.

Under her sight, the wooden palisades and walls of Castor City were burning, dyeing the Uxen Sea in front of them red. Many captured craftsmen, forced by the overseers, were cutting wood and making parts needed for ships. . Groups of Pontic New Model Army soldiers all wore Celtic helmets with movable cheekpieces similar to those of Roman legions, but their bodies were made of West Asian-style fish scale armor. They held large round shields engraved with the sun logo and held belts in their hands. Holding a curved Greek dagger, the centurion and flag bearer walked in front holding a tasseled flag. Behind the team were two military slaves carrying extremely long Macedonian spears. People lined up in loose formations and passed through the fields.

"Taksile, you are leading the vanguard cavalry to break through and occupy the Scythian Gap Gate before winter; Achilles stays here and builds a small fleet that can support operations as soon as possible. Once he receives my order Destiny, go to the city of Ponti Kabiang (now Kerch) and blockade the port. In this way, my brother will send an envoy to ask for mercy from me before next summer," Adiana said, pointing to the distant coastline. He said, "Don't worry about Pompeo. He is caught up in Syrian affairs and has no ability to do anything else. Armenia is also caught in the internal strife between father and son. Behind us are only the good-for-nothing Terry Ali and the one who was defeated by me and then put it back together again." The Eighth Army, how can a defeated army have courage? Everyone, please feel free to move forward."

After receiving the order, Tucker Siler got on his horse, held a staff, shouted to the cavalry around him, rushed down the hillside in twos and threes, and galloped away to the grassland in the distance.