Augustus Road

The Romans loved their weapons;

There is a long way to go.

They will suddenly appear in front of the enemy,

The team is well organized and the barriers are tight.

——Virgil

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Seeing this, Calabis got the strength from nowhere, threw down his shield, and chased after him.

"Get out of here!" the other party shouted in Armenian, and responded with a sword. Karabis's right arm suddenly became numb, but he shouted angrily, pulled the man off the horse with a tug with his left hand. Come down, who said there were no stirrups?

The man rolled over on the ground several times, lying with his back to Karabis like a dog eating shit. Karabis rushed forward, but be careful - he leaned forward sideways, and sure enough, the man suddenly He got up and stabbed back, but Karabis dodged it.

But even so, that man knew tactics after all. When he realized that Karabis was on his side, he hit him with his left elbow. Karabis suddenly had nosebleeds, and his whole nose was so numb that he lost all feeling. Stumbling.

"Go to hell!" The man adjusted his posture and stabbed Calabis straight with his sword.

But in an instant, the man's right hand, together with the sword, flew away from his shoulder, and blood spurted high, followed by a horrifying cry.

The one who cut off the man's right hand was Kelly, the shield slave of Luculus. Kelly then used the flat end of the sword to hold it tightly downwards, and quickly pierced the edge deeply into the man's back spine. "This man is a royal slave." Kelly kicked the opponent's body, which was tattooed with the royal family's emblem. Calabis covered his nose, held his right hand, walked up tremblingly, and took off the skin bag from the body. , a heavy and gorgeous golden crown rolled out...

"Congratulations to us for obtaining such a valuable trophy in this battle." After nightfall, Luculas's camp was filled with laughter and joy. Luculas, with a happy face, raised his glass in person, holding Tegranis's discarded crown, and toasted, "This is the credit of two people, Kelly and Carabis. They are both brave and resourceful people. I read it correctly. Please ask our scale master to give each of them a reward of five hundred drachmas immediately."

"By the way, Karabis, how is your right hand?"

"Kelly has bandaged my skin injury." Karabis stood up straight and answered.

All the people attending the banquet laughed and praised the commander's wisdom and unprecedented victory. Mithridates' sister Nessa was no exception. She poured wine for all the Roman generals diligently and served at the banquet. Turning around as if she were a Roman noblewoman herself.

Adiana sat thoughtfully on her seat, holding her cup and thinking.

Luculas thought she was embarrassed, so he comforted him: "As long as your father and Tegranis are willing to surrender to Rome, I can absolutely guarantee their free rule over the country and people, and you, the Queen, can definitely come Rome, look at our world, I offer you a warm welcome."

"A river cannot carry two equally large ships, Your Excellency, Commander." Adiana's tone was still stubborn, "I think as long as my father is willing to learn how you Romans fight, it shouldn't be difficult to defeat you. Yes. Yes, okay, I admit your tactical superiority."

"No, it's not a superior surname on paper. This is something rooted in the blood of our nation. It is destined that our Rome will become the ruler of the world. It cannot be learned." Luculas stared at Adiana , seriously.

"Everything has not been settled yet." Adiana said with a little annoyance and a little confidence. At this time, Demetrius was pouring wine for her with a flattering smile on his face, because he knew that this She is the princess of the Black Sea Empire, and her future is much brighter than being a tutor to a rich man. Unexpectedly, Adiana looked at him with disgust, then poured the drink on the Jew's face again, "Okay, I think that in front of the real world, we should really give up the illusion of reserve and self-esteem. Okay. , Just like I admit that your Roman tactics are more advanced than our country, between this Jewish slave and Calabis, I prefer Calabis, including his characteristics that are very unlike a slave."

Luculas laughed, "Your Majesty, what do you mean?"

"I want to exchange. I will exchange this Jewish slave who is proficient in herbalism, writing and calculation with you for Calabis." Adiana said with certainty.

Before Luculas could answer, Kelly beside him interjected: "This Calabis doesn't know anything. Master, please change me to an alcove slave who can help." Luculas looked a little confused. Nahan's Calabis shrugged and smiled: "That's a pity, because I have always respected Kelly's opinion. But Your Majesty, I agree with you. This Jewish slave is indeed a good slave, but he is not a good slave." A good assistant, but Calabis is just the opposite." After that, he shook hands with Calabis gently, "My son, thank you for accompanying me in the battle, but now I have handed you over to Lady Adiana. "

"Yes!" Karabis was a little angry.

Luculas's hand suddenly clenched, "Remember my words, doing anything, even if you do something you don't like, is a kind of experience. This is what you lack most now."

"Calabis, amphora, come, sit next to me." Adiana felt like a winner, calling to the unwilling Calabis.

The banquet in the commander's camp was going on happily. Claudius, the slender and handsome cavalry captain, slowly walked out of it, drunk, standing in front of the drainage ditch in the small square of the camp, and made a "whoosh whoosh" sound. Big bubble of urine. At this time, one of his followers led a tall man covered in indigo with a rope and walked behind him, "Sir, this captured Galatian has something important to do and wants to see you by name." "

With a charming smile, Claudius asked the man: "Sorry, I don't seem to have seen you, nor have I been to Galatia Heights."

"Both, I am here to find my mistress, her name is Albona. Some people say that a young Roman cavalry officer named Claudius can help me find her." The indigo man grinned. mouth, which made his face even more terrifying.

"Maybe you came at the wrong time." Claudius' smile was still charming.

"Let go!" In the early morning of the next day, the Roman army, which defeated the King of Kings, began to attack the huge city of Tegreseta. The outcome was already determined: twenty trebuchets capable of throwing huge stone projectiles. It took ten oxen to pull the cart, and at regular intervals a round of stone bombs rained down on the unfortunate city.

Almost as soon as the legions had finished lunch, a deputation of Tegreseta's alderman, priests, and wealthy citizens came to beg for peace, representing the inhabitants of the city: Greeks, Syrians, Godinians, and Assyrians, Offer this rich city to Luculus.

After resting until the next day, the two Roman legions officially entered the gate of Tegreseta. Although Luculas assured the citizens of the discipline of the soldiers in advance, when the army entered the city, Luculas took He had to acquiesce to the attitude of inaction, because the scene in Amisus was still not forgotten by him. He needed to appease the emotions of the soldiers, and also expected them to continue to follow him and march into the hinterland of Armenia.