Augustus Road

"Our houses are as simple as our food!" - An Englishman who traveled to Paris, France in the 18th century, was not impressed by what he saw and ate.

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Hearing such words from a teenage girl, Sabo's face turned red and he felt deeply offended. He pressed the edge of the table with both hands and prepared to stand up to leave. At this time, the beautiful Neferdidi quickly Di held Saab's arm with one hand and said something in Coptic very lightly. Although he didn't understand what the content was, Saab knew that this was Naferdidi asking him to be calm. Then the girl calmly said The escort was beside Sabo, using his delicate brown fingers to stir the ice cubes and Egyptian wheat beer for Sabo. Seeing her faint smile, Sabo sat down with a blush on his face. .

"It's not a loss, my staff is still a virgin." Lepidus smiled and took a sip of wine and said to Cleopatra, as if the Ptolemaic princess was old enough to make fun of these things.

On the beach of Aquileia, a legionnaire used an ax to cut off the ropes on the wooden stakes one by one. Amidst the cheers, the Pharaoh's flagship, covered with bright flags, slowly slid towards the shallow sea. The flute player was extremely happy. Standing on the bow deck, he waved to the Roman sergeants who were still lining up on the beach to pack their equipment.

"He is really a vain man. I heard that his will gave Egypt to the Republic." Behind Lepidus, who was also waving to the Pharaoh's flagship and standing under the flag, Cassius smiled gloomily and said "It's a pity that in the entire republic, there are only a few people who recognize the importance of Egypt. Fortunately, we, including Brutus, are among them."

"After passing through Thessaly, we have to stop for a while in Thessaloniki, where I want a friend to join my army." Lepidus was unwilling to talk to Cassius about his position, because Cassius Yue is a difficult figure to figure out clearly. The location of his naval camp is completely separated from the 12th and 13th Army Corps, and is located on a dangerous promontory. This clearly shows that he does not regard Li Bida as a companion, so he looks at his subordinates Soldiers and military slaves, pulling mules, horses, goats and other animals, boarded the simple single-file ships one after another. The sailors began to raise the sails embroidered with the cobra emblem. Lepidus was a little worried. He was even afraid of this unusually pale face. Guy, will sink them all at sea.

Therefore, at this time, Marco Anthony, who was waiting for me in Thessaloniki (for almost two years), actually seemed extremely friendly!

As expected, the two incomplete legions first landed in Dikha by boat in the mild winter of the Mediterranean. There, as if they were well prepared, Kaxiyue disposed of all the ships on hand to the local business groups, but in exchange for The amount of money is unknown, and then thousands of people, including all sailors, walked through the mountains of Thessaly. Most of the houses here are built along the hillsides. Even if there is a market, it is in an ancient style. It is said that people who live in the long strip-shaped houses in Greece can notify the neighbors on the whole street of certain things one by one just through the windows. It is a standard Greek village style.

Ptolemy XII complained, probably because he had not been so majestic on that majestic flagship for a few days, so he could only sit on a slave's sedan chair and travel through the scattered countryside. of loneliness.

"Where is the beautiful and spectacular Ephesus? Does it have to cross a large sea area?" He kept asking behind the curtain.

But we still had to go to Thessaloniki first according to the commander's request. When the heavily armed Roman soldiers set up camp on the plateau on the outskirts of the city, the entire city fell into panic. Since the Republic had transferred its autonomy and independence back then, Granted the power to all Greek cities to "help" them liberate them from the rule of the Macedonian royal family. So, was this Roman general with these large numbers of soldiers simply passing by, or was he doing something else?

The elders were escorted by the city guard to the main gate of the plateau camp. The guards all had olive branches tied on their spears. Then they saw the commander who was having a meal and asked them which provincial system they belonged to and what region they came from. Come, where to go.

When faced with this ultimate philosophical question, Lepidus could only answer: "I must keep your three questions secret, because I was just passing by here, looking for a man named Marco Antony. Well, if I guess correctly Well, he is a thick-bodied man with a hooked nose, very attractive to women, and loves drinking. Maybe he has studied some philosophy in Greece now.”

After hearing this, the elders of Thessaloniki opened their eyes wide and shouted, saying that this man who claimed to be Bacchus, the god of wine, was now in their city, and begged Lepidus to bring him to earth as soon as possible. Take him away, because Anthony also has a nickname in this city, called "The Evil Plague".

In a restaurant on the streets of Thessaloniki, a dark-skinned woman was hanging in mid-air, being pushed against the wall by a big man. Her legs were wrapped around the man's waist and buttocks. Her expression was half in pain and half in pain. Frantically pulling at the tapestry hanging on the wall, shouting that I was going to burst, I was shaking wildly from being pushed by the big man.

"Listen, my Bacchus, you can't do this, you can't do this, my belly is going to explode..." The woman shook her hair and screamed randomly, scratching out lines on Anthony's back with her nails. There were bloodstains, Anthony laughed, naked, and held her down on the terrace, shaking her head wildly.

Suddenly, the front door of the house was kicked open, and a drunkard came in and shouted to Antony, "Hurry up, the creditor Xenophon and his men are here, and they have already gone up the stairs!" Antony turned around in a hurry, holding the woman and bouncing up and down, and ran to the drunk. The drunk quickly took two swords from the hooks by the door, threw one to Antony, and held the other himself. At this time, there was a shouting outside the door, and several guys wearing Spartan coarse blankets rushed in and fought with the drunk. Antony separated the woman from himself amid the screams, gently threw her on the bed, and leaned over to kiss her. As a result, a debt collector roared and stabbed Antony with a sword. The man quickly dodged, but his woman was still cut, and he screamed in pain.

He also shouted angrily, picked up the pottery jar beside the bed, and smashed the debt collector to pieces, but the other four or five surrounded him with swords. Anthony covered his bleeding mouth with one hand and held the hilt of his sword with the other. He shouted and strode onto the terrace and jumped down from the eight-roman-foot-high arcade. Dust flew wantonly in the cold November sun. The debt collectors all crowded on the terrace. Anthony, who was watching, covered his eyes with his hands and ran away amid the boos of the onlookers, all of whom began to curse. (To be continued.)