Augustus Road

The two were silent for a while. In order to resolve the more embarrassing atmosphere, Lepidus asked Sabo to take out the papyrus of the legion's formation map. The two of them leaned against the wall and began to study it. After all, they were about to start a war with the Egyptian army. In the formation* *Big changes are needed in the classics. .

Just when the two were talking in the alley, suddenly the wall panel was hit hard and continuously, causing the commander of the Restoration Army to stumble with his head leaning on it. Dust floated all over his hair, and he was horrified. Holding on to the armrest of the couch, the wall over there was still banging against each other rhythmically, accompanied by Asher's inarticulate whining, and mixed with her and Anthony scolding each other, "What on earth can this stinky bitch hold in?" How long has it been?" Li Bida swept his hair with the formation drawing and cursed in a low voice.

Finally, as the man and woman took a few involuntary long breaths and the bed stopped making loud noises, the two knew that the situation around them had calmed down. Anthony was probably going to discuss some terms with the woman while taking hallucinogens. Then he leaned against the wall panel, ready to listen to important words.

As a result, the wall panel suddenly shook violently again, and the Commander was covered in dust again. He was so angry that he wanted to curse, "Anthony wants you to get some information, why are you working so hard?" But this time the shaking part was different. Anthony should have lifted Ashel against the wall and pushed him against it, so the commander was hit by Ashel's penis through the wooden board; this time the direction was obvious. From the top, it seems that Asher was being drilled from behind by Anthony. He couldn't bear it and pressed his hands against the wall to keep himself from falling.

Sabo also nodded repeatedly, seemingly seeing the difference in the decisive points of the two fierce battles.

So the two of them shook their heads together, took the formation chart, and sat on the couch at the other end to continue the discussion.

After about half of the night, the wall panel was finally able to avoid the fate of being torn apart and ended the violent shaking. Here is what Anthony said. Asher seemed to be breathing heavily and responded in a low voice. Soon the wooden ladder There was a sound, and Lepidus and Sabo were close to the blinds. It seemed that the brazed head Ashel's hair was messy, and he didn't even dare to wear a red cloak in a hurry. His legs seemed to be unable to close together. He held on to the handle of the wooden ladder and gave way. After giving up the ground and walking slowly, it seemed that he had been tortured to the point.

"It seems that the evil plague has succeeded, and now I feel at ease. Sabo, we will return to the military camp tomorrow to prepare to set up the winter camp and camp, and start the expedition to Egypt next year." Lepidah hurriedly packed his luggage and started Get ready to leave.

"Actually, I have a question that I don't understand. Why did you arrange all this? Is it related to the Thirteenth Legion or the expedition to Egypt?"

When Lepidus heard this question, he thought about it and said directly, "No, no, because I just want to take revenge on Cato."

On the hillside outside Salamis Port, Lepidus stood there, looking at the infantry group wearing equipment and training along the winding mountain road, and asked Sabo, "How are the arrangements for setting up the winter camp?"

"Everything goes well. The climate conditions here are very favorable. It is not as cold and wet as the Besancon area. In Besancon, we can only cut down trees to build camps. If we use stones, they will corrode in a short time. And Here, there is abundant stone and plaster, and the soldiers' winter camp is as stable and livable as a small city. In addition, because we have discounted the loot, we have now exhausted it, and the military supplies we have obtained are enough to support the war. The war has ended. Now, under the guidance of the centurions, the legionnaires have begun to eliminate the barriers between ethnic groups and start joint training." After hearing this, Lepidah patted Sabo on the shoulder with joy. He knew that his troops From all over the world, there are Spaniards, Gauls, Cretans, Cypriots, Latins, and Dalmatians with all kinds of weapons and tactics. They can uniformly accept orders in Latin and can It is already rare for them to cooperate with each other to make classic moves. Sabo and Tagus must have suffered a lot.

"Yes, since the winter camp does not need to be closed to resist the cold wave, the training during this period will be hard for you. The Egyptian army we face soon is not as weak as the previous Cypriot army, and I know that the current Egyptian King Aqi Raus (Beneniki has appointed this co-pharaoh to share the rule of the kingdom with him) is also a famous general. Don't be careless, otherwise we will all be buried in the rolling yellow sand." Lepidus finished his lecture patiently. After that, he exchanged salutes with all the generals and finally said, "When the Festival of the Goddess of Order comes in March next year, we will hold a grand counting ceremony in front of the Pharaoh, and with a strong lineup, we will immediately cross the sea to fight!"

"What is this, a click-through ceremony?" Sabo, who was recording next to him, was a little confused and asked curiously.

"That's right, in front of the Pharaoh's throne, we will hold an infantry brigade parade, a cavalry fighting battle, and a fleet and cavalry artillery drill."

This was a new thing. Petnaeus and Antony over there actually laughed, probably thinking that it was necessary to show the might of the legion in front of the weak and incompetent Pharaoh? "Of course it is inevitable. You all have to do it carefully and carefully. You must know that the current military resources are specially allocated by the Pharaoh. You must make him understand that the money is worth it."

This is true, so everyone understands the commander-in-chief's painstaking efforts, especially Petnaeus raised his fist to express that he must build the Thirteenth Legion into an elite force during the winter camp, just like Achilles' spear is so indestructible.

In the evening, Lepidus appeared in the palace of Salamis. This large building with seven stables, four hunting gardens, more than 30 drainage ditches, five kitchens, and full of precious flowers was originally owned by his eldest cousin. Now, after a little renovation, it has become the residence of the flute player. Although he generously donated most of his money to the Thirteenth Legion as military funds, he was not soft-hearted when it came to spending the few hundred talents. Soon, there were more and more precious furnishings and musicians and servants in the main hall of his palace. He was as if he had returned to Alexandria and vowed to spend all his money.

"Dear Lepidus, do you know? My rebellious eldest daughter has increased Egypt's taxes by 30% without authorization in order to build a luxurious palace and pay for her extravagant wedding expenses. Now it has aroused mutiny and riots." Unexpectedly, at a banquet with thirteen delicacies on each table and dozens of dancers and musicians accompanying the reception, the flute player would have the nerve to criticize Beneneki.

"Is that so?" Lepidus cut open the belly of a quail stuffed with ruby-red Carthaginian pomegranates, smacking his lips and happily replied, "Then Your Majesty, please wait until the winter camp is over, and there will be a bigger surprise." (To be continued.)