Augustus Road

"Those who remain on the battlefield must fight even more bravely for those who leave the battlefield!" Synesis, with tears in his eyes, raised his sword in both hands and shouted to everyone.

Brutus and others also drew their swords and prayed loudly to gods such as Minerva and Apollo for blessings so that they could be invincible in Greece, the land that gave birth to all democratic republics.

Then, Brutus announced the decision on his own initiative in public, "Abandon the attack on Bugarotum, leave one legion of the entire army to hold on in the camp, and the rest will temporarily retreat twenty Roman miles. It will be implemented tomorrow without a vote - - We traveled around the areas of Athens and Euripis. The intelligence in the city of Rome showed that Lepidus divided many legions into separate attacks. They were separated by oceans and mountains and found it difficult to support each other. This gave us various I am determined to annihilate any enemy mercilessly once they appear within our attack range - so I will gather together with Casillo's men and immediately send another legion back to Rhodes Island. Seize them all, wait for work, and give a good blow to the national thief Li Bida."

However, it all seems too late. At the Ostia River Port in Rome, the renovated "Calabiia" is parked quietly there. The boatmen who have been rewarded with wine, meat and money are sitting in twos and threes in the river port warehouse. The Executive Yuan In the corridor under the old site, they were gambling and drinking happily, "Matthias, Maecenas, you should be more agile and hand over the maps, sand tables, ephemeris, and star charts to the navigators. We must be faster. To send troops in the spring is to spread false news. I certainly hope that Brutus can defeat Bugarotum and lose his troops, but it is definitely not my character to pin my hope of victory on the enemy's stupidity. ." Li Bida dressed up like an ordinary ship merchant. Several servants and boys were holding parasols and holding exquisite boxes and food boxes behind him. People were walking back and forth around him, but no one, not even his own boatman, recognized this person as the authority of the entire City of Seven Hills. , high priest and chief consul.

Soon after, Lepidus stepped on the ladder and boarded the deck of the Calabiya, which was raising sail. He looked back and saw that the lighthouse he had set up for the little pigeon was still shining brightly, and the cargo ships, barges and pleasure boats coming and going on the canal were intertwined with each other - the world of Rome had begun to emerge from the shadow of civil war and destruction and began to rebuild. It became prosperous. "From now on, you can continue to operate happily as an important but not the only metropolis in the world!" Lepidus said this secretly in his heart, and then walked into the cabin, where Marti While Ya was waiting, the high priest looked at the sea chart. He pointed at Malta and said, "When passing this island. I hope to stay for half a day."

Due to the severe cold in Epirus and Corfu, even the island of Malta was a desolate scene. On the tawny rocks, Turinus still followed his usual practice and went out for a jog at the same time as the soldiers' training. Then he sat on the most prominent rock and looked at the sea. Although according to custom, the patrol fleet would not arrive until very late, but today Turinus had copied all the poems in advance. , so he just sat there to relieve his boredom in recent days.

Soon on the horizon of the sea, Turinus saw masts, sails and ships. He tried hard to calm down, because the hope of being rescued was almost infinitely equal to zero. When this fleet came into view, he focused his eyes. After looking over, Turinus found that the sail of the leading ship was hung with a portrait of King Numa. His heart suddenly sank, and then he jumped violently. It was Lepidus, Leo, or someone else. ? Was the purpose of coming here to release him, to exile him further away, or to kill him directly?

Turinus sat there blankly. He wanted to struggle and run away, but on this protruding promontory, where was there to go? He held on to the small trees and shrubs growing in the crevices of the rock, and with a horrified look in his eyes, he rolled over to the larger rock at the back, where he hid in a deep depression. This was his free time." Discovered while touring the whole island.

After discovering this place, he was like a little beast with a strong sense of crisis. He "made a big fuss" in this natural depression. He first took advantage of the night to secretly put a few jars of clean water in it, and then put a walking stick and a few pieces of dried bread in it. "If someone comes to arrest me or kill me, I will hide here temporarily, tear my clothes and wrap them around the tree trunk, so that people will mistakenly think that I jumped off the cliff and died in the sea." Sometimes, Turinus also felt that his actions were stupid and ridiculous. He thought that if he had done such a thing in the past, Corinna, his sister and Leo would have responded with a kind smile, but here, what can he do, what can he do? Turinus did not dare to roar or cry loudly at night, and could only suppress his low voice under the cover of night. He has become a worthless beast now, hasn't he? Every once in a while, Fonteus, who was guarding him, would send a barber, and then the accompanying centurion would use a special chair with handcuffs and leg irons to completely fix him, and let the barber carefully clean his dense and wild hair and beard - the technique was good. To be fair, Turinus thought he was treated very well. The barber was good, the prostitutes sent were good, and there was plenty of food, wine, and even books. However, the fear and anxiety in his heart grew. He was afraid that one day, he would really adapt to the life on the island and die here. What should he do?

Turinus didn't dare to think too much.

At this time, he was lying on the rock, watching the white-sailed ship slowly approaching, but when it approached the shore, the ship stopped and stopped moving forward - the soldiers in the barracks ran up to the tower, shouting something at the ship, and some people lit a fire.

Lepidus slowly walked to the bow. On the deserted island amidst the surging seawater, he saw a small spot of Turinus, wearing a tattered brown cloak, running out from behind the rock where he was hiding, looking at him with extremely complicated eyes. At this time, the high priest also shed tears. He felt sorry for the young man Turinus. He couldn't help but think of the years when he was trapped in the military camp as a slave. It was just that he could still save himself at that time, but Turinus didn't, and he would not allow the other party to have such an opportunity - sympathy is sympathy, but after the overflowing tears settled, it made the thorn in his heart more burning and painful.

"You take a small boat and tell Fonteus to give this thing to the child." Lepidus said, and handed the tablet in his hand to Matthias.

There was only one line of words engraved inside, which was "Give it up." (To be continued...)