Augustus Road

The pulley on the battlement rolled creakingly, and the chain link quickly followed it, pulling it toward the city amidst the sound of trumpets. In the sound of exclamation, the Bronze Shield Army's corner car was directly hoisted upright and pressed against it. The city wall quickly "climbed" up, and many Bronze Shield soldiers jumped up bravely, grabbed the cart and pulled it down, wrestling with the Romans over there. At this time, many clay pots were thrown from behind the battlements and smashed on the cart. On the car, the "Meti Fire Oil" contained in it was stained everywhere. Two Roman soldiers stretched out a long wooden pole with a lighted rag on the top. With a "boom", the entire car suddenly turned into a deep red. The Bronze Shield Army soldier with the flames on his body could only jump down and roll down the slope to extinguish the fire on his body.

After a day of attacking and defending like this, the Bronze Shield Army made no progress. Then when they got up from their camp the next day, they found that in front of the slope yesterday, the Romans had demolished some buildings in the city and raised the wall. Nearly ten Roman feet!

At this time, even the governor Menander could no longer show his face. Fortunately, Mithridates was already preparing to take the large flagship and move to Ponticabion by sea. The princess Adiana accompanied her father, and there were also Philip and Bituita served as captains of the escort.

"Your Majesty, go ahead. I will follow after I have taken care of the military resources." Stratonis hugged and kissed the King of the Black Sea, "Please forgive me, please forgive me." Perseus also stood with a smile. Next to my sister.

Mithridates' flagship was a giant ship rowed by 1,500 oarsmen. In Adiana's eyes, its ceremonial value was far greater than its practical value. In other words, to put it bluntly, this ship was nothing but a waste. It was supposed to be of no use except for the skilled sailors on the battleship, and Adiana nicknamed it "The Great Millstone."

Adiana on the deck was silent as she saw the Acropolis gradually "retreating".

After the "Great Millstone" anchored in front of the semicircular pier of Ponticabion, he was surrounded by a crowd of followers and guards and entered the Mithridates of his son's palace, although his steps were still a little lame. , but he was in a very good mood. When he sat on the jewel-encrusted seat, he issued a clear order: "Is Malcha still waiting for my forgiveness outside the city?"

All the servants bowed and said, "Yes, your concubine has sent him a message before, and he has been begging for your magnanimity in fear."

"Poor fool." Mithridates clicked his fingers and told Philip standing at the foot of the steps, "Since your sister has spoken for him, I decided to forgive him this time, the last time." Then Philip became humble. He accepted the order with a humble smile and left.

When he passed by Adiana, he saw the appeal in Adiana's eyes.

In a ruined village outside the city of Ponticabion, Malcha, with his eyebrows lowered, sat with his knees under a broken tree that was blackened by fireworks. There were only two mules left beside him, carrying a heavy load. After a few salutes, all the slaves and guards fled, and no one wanted to follow him anymore. The tip of his nose turned red, he took two breaths of mist, and raised his head - the current Governor of Bosporus, if you don't look carefully, he must be You will be thought by uninformed people to be just a lowly herdsman. Without the bright golden crown, silk clothes, and scepter in your hand, who will recognize your nobility? So much so that sometimes, Malcha couldn't figure out whether he was using these things or whether they were playing tricks on him. Now it seemed that the latter was more likely.

A ewe bleated. His Excellency the Governor looked along the sound. Yes, there was a companion in his team. The one holding the ewe was [Barbus], the deputy general of the Thirteenth Legion of Rome. Claudius, this guy is now full of beards, because he hasn’t done it for several days. When he saw this surviving ewe, he wanted to come down to "humanity" and asked me to wait for him under this tree.

"How do you feel?" Marca asked when he saw Claudius shaking a few times and kicking away the ewe that kept calling.

"It's okay, but it's too hot inside." Claudius said, good guy, he circled his arm twice, walked over, hung the dagger with a strap on his waist, then pulled out the blade and walked towards the ewe.

Malcha knew that he was going to kill the ewe to satisfy his hunger, so he clapped his hands and stood up and said: "Let it go, it reminds me of my mother."

"..." Claudius turned around, winked, and expressed an incomprehensible emotion towards the Governor of Bosporus, "Are you crazy for describing your grandma like this?"

"What does it matter? You Romans also grew up drinking wolf's milk." Marca looked at the wandering ewe and murmured, "I inherited my mother's appearance. You should understand now, right?" ——My father was just like you back then. He was just trying to get rid of me when he was in trouble. Otherwise, he would not have wanted the body of an ordinary chief’s ugly daughter. My mother would never be able to marry Adiana’s mother, Monime, or her. Compared with my father's beloved concubine Stratonis, even after I was born, she still lived in the wild countryside. My father never allowed her to set foot in the gorgeous palace. It was not until she died miserably that I was received. I received an education in Sinop, but my father thought that my blood was half vulgar and dirty. He sometimes called me a barbarian and made fun of me in front of his servants. Now, I have to do it again. Begging for his forgiveness."

"You know, maybe you should have listened to the advice of the special envoy of the Calabis Legion." Claudius put the dagger back into the scabbard, "Okay, you can wait here for pardon. But I won't follow you back."

"Why, this kingdom is over. How long have you been wandering in the wilderness? Your advance team won't last long in the Acropolis. Besides, I heard that you have provided information to my father before. "

Claudius climbed on his horse and said: "A Roman will never be fooled twice. Besides, I will never take refuge in Pontus. I can beg for mercy, but I can't leave the city of Rome, where I am." The one you love is waiting."

Just as the two were about to say goodbye, Claudius suddenly saw that the village was surrounded by light cavalry carrying flags and carrying bows and arrows. The ewe seemed to feel in danger and bleated towards the ruins. Run after breaking the wall.

"It seems that I have to beg for mercy again." Claudius smiled bitterly, got off his horse, raised his hand to remove the dagger and sword, and inserted them into the ground one by one, showing that he had no intention of resisting. Several soldiers came up and tied the hands of the legion's deputy general with ropes. Malcha slowly stood up beside the tree trunk, waiting for his father's order to forgive.

Philip, wearing a gorgeous cloak, rode out of the formation, came to Malcha, dismounted and saluted, saying: "Dear Governor, I am here to convey your Majesty's decision to deal with you." (To be continued.)