Augustus Road

In the city hall next to the port in Lilibi, the bright Sicilian sunshine in May was shining gently through the central patio, like a golden place. Leo put down the documents of Young Caesar on the small table beside him and said to "I am the envoy adjutant of the province of Sicily during the war, and concurrently the financial officer of the high priest's army. All fleets, supplies and warehouses, as well as the power of deployment are all in my hands, but the Republic must not This is not a place for private exchanges. Just because I hold such an important responsibility, I should put my personal emotions and selfish interests aside. Therefore, I must sternly reject this letter from outside the war zone I am responsible for, and keep its original copy. A copy was submitted to the Provincial Envoy, His Excellency Marcus, and to the Senate of Rome for review, and we look forward to a reasonable resolution of the matter."

Then, he asked everyone seriously, "What is the current configuration of all legions?"

"There is only one twin legion, commanded by General Trureas. They are stationed in the Talinton area, ready to wait for orders to cross the strait and go here to support the Spanish battlefield." The officers and clerical slaves around him searched. Later, the report said.

"Where is General Maximus's squadron?"

"I just assisted General Macmillan in defeating the enemy Libo's interception fleet on the Balearic island of Saxon, and escorted seven legions to land in the New Carthage area."

Leo nodded. He needed clarity on the situation. "Immediately send out a fast rowing boat to entrust Maximus with the task of besieging Saxing Island, and then return Macmillan's main fleet to Lili." Come here." At this time. A slave of the family also came forward and said. "A thousand elite soldiers of the Hitius Party have arrived at the city dock."

"Very good, very good." Leo lowered his voice, and a sudden sadness surged in his heart: When I was a child, my mother taught me kindness and tolerance, but as an adult, my father continued to instill in me Yudao and Chengfu. I know that maybe this character quality may be just two sides of the coin, but - Turinus, Agrippa, and my sister Corinna - what face will I face you in the future? Will this be the biggest test my father has given me?

The city of Mágala, on the Bend of the Ebro River, Spain. It was bustling again, and the high priest's legions advanced towards the coastal streets in the northeast. All the residents and people held flowers and stood at the city gate and on both sides of the road to send them off. Although the high priest stayed here for a short time, he brought a real "spring breeze" to the entire twenty-one towns south of the Sierra Nevada from Cadiz to Magala:

The town taxes were reduced from the original one-seventh (previously established by Caesar) to one-tenth;

The blood tax offered by towns to Roman conquests was abolished. That is to provide people to work as military slaves and to assist the army;

Abolition of most checkpoints and a considerable portion of previously temporarily increased taxes;

For garden lands that were originally confiscated and returned to the state. One third is allocated to the poor people, and two thirds are open to lease to local or foreign knights;

Reward the construction of local workshops and fleets, and trade activities, and reduce the taxes levied on freed slaves.

In short, "The cause of reviving the Republic begins in the city of Magala." These are the original words of the high priest and consul. It is also the moment that makes everyone believe in miracles and restore confidence. Isn't the city of Cadiz a good example? ? The high priest only performed sacrificial rituals here for half a month. The previously desolate city of Cadiz suddenly became prosperous and lively. There were boats in the river, brothels and shops filled the streets again, and many residents in the countryside who had escaped from the war returned. Among them live and work in peace and contentment.

The military looks majestic, and the high priest on horseback has a thick beard, smiling frequently and waving to the crowd around him.

At this time, on a high hill overlooking the entire marching team, among the bushes and weeds, the figure dressed as a Druid priest was lurking there sweating profusely, muttering to himself, " Yes, yes, it’s probably that much military power. The helmet, the cape, and the gold-plated baton on the saddle are absolutely correct. There is also the shoulder carriage and umbrella cover on which his wife is sitting behind. "Then, He rolled up the parchment on which he recorded things and gave it to the kid who was shepherding the sheep next to him. "Pass this message to the village three miles away from Rome, and someone will reward you."

Later, when the two of them saw the army getting further and further away, they took a breath and stood up from the grass. Suddenly, an arrow was shot from the crown of the tree next to them. The shepherd boy was hit in the neck, and there was a muffled grunt. Blood splashed on the priest's robe, "Damn it!" The priest hurriedly grabbed the scroll and ran as fast as he could. From the high hills and woods in all directions, many cavalry armed with spears and bows and arrows jumped out, shouting. Then, like a cat chasing a mouse, it surrounded the priest...

In the camp left on the outskirts of Magala, behind the newly built corridor, there were about 5,000 soldiers, including two brigades each of Lius's army and King Numa's army, and nearly 3,000 Spanish soldiers. The natives were squatting together in an orderly manner, arranging their luggage and weapons. Behind them were large numbers of military slaves leading horses. In an inconspicuous tent somewhere, the high priest, who had shaved off his beard and long hair, was standing in front of him. He covered his face and upper body with his legs crossed and covered his face and upper body with an ordinary centurion's blue woolen cloak. Soon the herald delivered the news, "The first batch of supplies from the Utica City warehouse have all been arrived. "

"Distribute it and distribute it to every soldier. In addition, the second batch of supplies will be arriving soon, and the city council and the police force of Magala City will be asked to do the subsequent transportation work." At this time, Lebida stood up. , tied the cloak on his body with buttons and pins, then picked up the sword next to him, "Let's go! Cross Snow Nevada!"

Then, he slowly walked up to Korola next to him, grabbed another sword, and handed it into his hand, "If something goes wrong during this expedition, you won't be able to escape even if I don't execute you - so I will give you this sword. If you are in a desperate situation, be brave and pierce it into your own chest."

Korola took the sword, "I believe that this sword will follow me for another thirty years, and after I die, it will be placed on a display stand in the atrium of my family house for my descendants to admire and envy. ”

"I hope so, because I also have children." Lepidah smiled.

At dusk, the information was still accurately delivered to the village identified by the priest, and then the information previously laid by Sextus began to take effect, relaying from place to place, and after about two market days, it was The information about Lepidus' military action was sent to Sextus in Ursau Castle. (To be continued...)

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