Augustus Road

After the rain, a rare and beautiful rainbow spanned the sky among the mountains. The summer heat continued to emerge from the damp and cold land, forming a hazy mist. Calabis and Adiana walked side by side. In front of Biduita and others who had been waiting under the shade of the trees, everyone was in a state of embarrassment. Their clothes, armor and hair were soaked, especially the queen and the special envoy, whose clothes were extremely untidy and covered with dust. , and when Adiana came closer, others also smelled the fishy smell of wolf skin.

"Your Majesty, you haven't encountered a wolf, have you?" Biduita asked.

Adiana looked embarrassed, but Calabis helped her smooth things over, saying that when she and Her Majesty the Queen went to the small temple to take shelter from the rain, they urgently picked up the things used by the priests and asked the Queen to wipe the wet hair and clothes.

"There will be a banquet tonight, and the special envoy will leave Eubotia tomorrow." Then, Adiana said lightly, and walked towards the palace with everyone.

In the early morning of the next day, Calabis rode the mare given by the queen, followed by twenty slaves holding boxes, which also contained the queen's gifts-a small statue of Mithridates and an agate gold cup. etc., "In addition to the sword of Autolicus, you also need something that can symbolize the majesty of your father. This way, if Calabis and you obtain the Small Triumph, you will have the capital to show off."

In the wind, he faintly heard the sound of horse bells. He looked up and saw Adiana, covered with morning sunshine, riding a green horse on the high slope over there, staring at him. When I left, Adiana didn't come to see her off. I don't know if it was out of anger or sadness, but now their eyes were connected together, becoming more and more slender and thinner. Adiana seemed to want to put her hand on her several times. Putting it on his lips, it was not until Calabis roared, turned around and ran forward on the mare that he cut off this line of sight. In the distant sky, several groups of business travelers and immigrants were running in the opposite direction from Calabis, slowly heading towards the river of Eubotia.

"Work hard, Karabis and Karabia together."

At the port of Sinop, Calabis, standing on the deck of the "Calabia Eubert", hung the mark of the Thirteenth Roman Legion on the sail and the purple sail of Macmillan. He did not return to Ponti. Cabbion, he knew that there was already enough excitement there, and he was not missing out. What he needed urgently now was to go back to Rome to find Claudius.

Before, when his patron Luculas left Minor Asia, he was just lonely and sad, but Calabis was different. I would realize the dreams that his patron did not realize for him, and I would also realize the dreams that his patron did not realize. accomplish.

In the Cimmerian Strait, Pompey's flagship ran aground. Many camp slaves and soldiers were using ropes to try hard to get the admiral's ship out of trouble. In the gilded bridge room, Pompey said nothing. Sitting on the chair, he stared at the white gold-rimmed cloak in trance. It was a trophy captured from Pontus in the previous war. It was said to be the belongings of Alexander the Great, the great conqueror Alexander whom Pompey admired and envied most.

"Your Majesty, the Thirteenth Army still refused to withdraw from their designated defense area and continued to confront the Triali Army in the Acropolis. General Petheneus in Ponticabion also wrote back, saying that he only Accept the command of the Macedonian province and the Senate, because the Lightning Throwers Legion was established after the Assembly of Citizens granted you the power of imperiummaius. In theory, it should not accept your jurisdiction, but he also said that it can wait until the two consuls are in Rome. The decision of the city." Beside the armchair, Demetrius folded his hands and reported in a low voice.

"Kicked the ball to Rome? Petnaeus has become shrewd over the years. The two consuls, huh, are about to step down. Cicero and Neruda will not care about this. They will definitely Leaving this problem to the next consul is obviously nonsense - and, Demetrius, you said that I was also deceived by the newly named Queen Eubotia, but I no longer care That's it. The situation is bad enough now. The dispute in the legion defense area has reached the Senate. Cato is criticizing me crazily there. Even Caesar and Crassus are hiding behind the scenes with a smile. Most of the senators are disgusted with me. They are jealous of my achievements, afraid of my legion, and afraid that I will take the legion back to Italy. Now Cato even shouted that if Pompey became the master of the Italian army, he would rather commit suicide. "After that, Pompey said. Pei sneered twice, "In the past, when they needed a genius general to destroy pirates so that food could be safely transported to Rome, the hungry people would not rise up in riots and destroy their manors, and the pirates would not threaten their tax collectors' trade routes, how did they flatter them? Those who flatter me? The great general, the savior of Rome, etc. How can I say that I have conquered 324 nations and tribes in vain with their false and deceitful words?”

On the side, Demetrius hesitated for a while, and then, as if he had made up his mind, he took out another roll of vellum and handed it to the owner. Pompey looked at the contents, and the corners of his mouth trembled with anger again: "That bastard Tuna, He actually ran out of his manor, where there were only drunkards and gluttons, and started to operate in the political world. He didn't want me to get the grand triumph. He even wanted to share the military merits as an excuse, saying that the pheasant army had annihilated more than five thousand Pontic people. , conquered the Kingdom of Bosporus - this kingdom was originally a vassal state of Rome! It is ridiculous to grant the same triumph to the Pheasant Legion at the same time! How could there be two triumphs at the same time in the history of Rome? I will never let this happen!" After saying that, Pompeo placed the vellum heavily on the drawing table, then looked at it, probably because of his anger, he picked it up and tore it into pieces.

Demetrius hurriedly knelt down, "Master, I am willing to continue to work hard for your glory so that you can avoid the enemy's dirty arrows. As expected, Crassus will also do it at the last moment of his term. Those who sent financial inspection personnel to Minor Asia must have used Mithridates’ non-existent six thousand talents as an entry point to thoroughly investigate your property.”

"What did you say!" Pompeo almost covered his angry heart to prevent it from flying out of his chest.

"Yes, that swindler Adiana has a connection with a certain broker in Rome. She must have told that person the converted price of your loot."

Pompey tried to calm down and said to Demetrius: "In your opinion, what should we do about this matter?"

"The best strategy is to distribute all the 30,000 talents on hand to the legion's subordinates, then let all the pirates who surrendered before serve as sailors, and then - march to Rome and establish achievements like Cornelius Sulla. ." Demetrius said every word, his eyes bursting with fire. (To be continued.)