Augustus Road

"Yes, yes, Priapus is the god in charge of male virility. He can inspire the morale of our army. He is not afraid to face the Romans on the battlefield, and he is not afraid of women in bed with them. I learned about a mysterious ritual that is particularly effective, which is to cut off a man's penis, then anoint it with spices, and then let a woman, preferably a prostitute, sit on it and recite praises to God. of poetry," Orbisius suggested methodically.

Mithridates nodded, as if he suddenly remembered something, "Speaking of Priapus's ceremony, doesn't it happen to have a name?"

"Call Calabis, my majesty. Let Timotheus perform castration surgery on him as soon as possible before the decisive battle with the Romans." Orbisius immediately urged.

"Father, if I remember correctly, Orbisius is also a healthy man. Why not dedicate his to the god Priapus?" Adiana protested from below, " Moreover, don’t rely on illusory gods to defeat the Romans. Didn’t we sacrifice enough to the gods in Sinope? In the previous battle, Taxile captured half of the regiment. Why don’t the Roman soldiers, together with their centurions, ask their enemies how they fight?”

"My dear Princess, God will not be happy with that thing of mine. He prefers sacrifices filled with blood." Obisius said with a smile.

Mithridates shouted to Adiana, "Shut up, who allowed you to slander the patron saint of the country and family like this?" Then he covered his wound and thought for a while, and asked Obisius, "Timothy" Xiu is a weird and stubborn person, so what if he refuses to undergo castration? "

Orbisius bowed deeply and said: "Your Majesty, please don't be anxious. Is Timotheus the only one in such a large royal family who can castrate chickens, ducks or calabis?"

"Well, the ceremony to honor Priapus will be held tomorrow. Obisius, prepare the rest of the wine, fruit trees and other sacrifices. In addition, let the entire army participate in this sacred ceremony." Mithrada After giving this order, Lai waved his hand sleepily, indicating that everyone should step back and that he was going to retire.

In the early morning of the next day, Calabis was wearing a gorgeous dress made of silk, wrapped in a half-used cloak given to him by Luculas. He stood on the altar that had been set up in advance, with a few sheep and a pile of wine. With jars and evergreen pine branches as companions, he looked at the altar that had been set up. On it stood an ugly man, a carved image of Priapus - one eye, one leg, but with a huge chest raised high. According to legend, he is the son of the god of wine and love, and protects orchards and fertility. The incense sticks on the altar are filled with smoke, accompanied by the weird dancing and singing of the masked priests, and the unspeakable horror and Ridiculous, the cold wind blew, his black hair was like small waves of wheat, his narrow eyes were a little unable to open, and his fingers were stroking the enamel gold pendant that Adiana had given him in advance.

He turned around and saw that the entire altar was densely surrounded by cavalry and archers from Pontus. Many people were pointing and full of sincere curiosity about this sacrificial ceremony. Not far from the altar, the soldiers set up a high platform to observe. Mithridates, Adiana, Stratonis and other Pontic royal families, Taxile, Bidu Ita, Aceelaus and other Pontic generals were all sitting under the staff and parasol, ready to watch everything on the altar.

Opposite the altar, stood naked [***], with her whole body smeared in ocher red, her breasts as plump as honey, looking at Calabis quietly.

"Little Calabis, I really want to ask you right now, do you regret it? Originally, as long as you said a word, you could now sleep and fly with this lovely Potty, but it's a pity, what I want to appreciate today is A shocking tragedy of the Lord's loving servant, Suo Suo Suo Suo Suo Suo Suo Suo Suo Suo Suo Suo Suo Suo Suo Suo Suo Suo Suo Suo Suo Suo Suo Suo Suo Suo Suo Suo Suo Suo Suo Suo Suo Suo Suo Suo Suo Suo. He was just a poor musician who had been looked down upon so much that his psychology became distorted after he became rich. In the palace, he often took pleasure in torturing young male and female slaves, and today he enjoys it even more.

Next to Obisius, there was a certain doctor who looked expressionless and looked like an idiot. He was the surgeon instead of Timothy. He was specially selected by Obisius. Two assistants set up a long table on the altar. , place knives, saws, hatchets and other tools one by one...

Adiana, who was standing under the parasol, looked at it and felt her body trembling a little. She didn't know how Orbisius would treat Calabis, let alone whether Calabis could survive. By the way, whether Calabis would ——She suddenly remembered that she had been given a pendant before, which was full of violent venom!

A sound of bugles interrupted her. At that time, more than a hundred captured Roman soldiers, led by Uterius and Hybrida, lined up under the viewing platform of Mithridates, "Give these "People, take off the shackles." Mithridates waved his hand generously, and then said to Adiana: "Good girl, I think what you said yesterday makes sense, so I have to ask these questions right away. The generals of the defeated army, what insights they have on the tactics of the own army facing them can help me defeat the enemy. "

"What the hell is that - Calabis? What is he doing standing in front of the statue of Priapus! And Poti." Hybrida pinched her sore wrist, looked at the altar, and couldn't help but The ground shouted.

"Everyone kneel down!" A Pontus flag-bearing guard stood on a high step, flattened the golden scepter of Mitra's sun in his hand, and demanded that the heads of all Roman prisoners should not exceed The height of this scepter.

Uteris knelt down happily, and the other soldiers, seeing the senior centurion like this, also fell to the ground. Hebrida cursed in Uteris's ear: "You coward and coward, I have seen you wrong before, Tuna Luculas has also seen you wrong, and all the citizens of Rome have also seen you wrong. you."

Uterius ignored him. At this time, Mithridates felt that this scene was not bad: on the one hand, he could boost the morale of his own soldiers with the sacrifice of Priapus; on the other hand, he could also interrogate the captives of the Roman dogs. Find a way to defeat the opposing Eighth Legion.

"Whoever can tell the weakness of your legion's formation on the opposite side, I will reward him with five thousand drachmas." Mithridates pointed to the far side of the river, where the eighth legion's strict formation was, and looked at the kneeling spectators. The prisoners in the audience said - but no one paid attention to him. In the end, Uteris climbed up tremblingly, kissed the scepter of the sun god Mitra, and then shouted: "This kind of thing is A zigzag formation that strengthens the reserves..."

"You bitch, Uteris, you're crazy, are you worthy of your own family?" Hebrida shouted angrily below.

But Uteris ignored him at all. He raised his hands and looked like he was begging for mercy. "Your Majesty the Queen offered me a high price of 20,000 drachmas per year in advance. Now please give me the wooden board and the pen. I can draw the formation diagram and the tips and present them to Your Majesty and the beautiful Princess.”

A linguistics slave next to him translated Uterius's words to Mithridates. Mithridates laughed and said no, I understand Latin. Then he asked Adiana Adiana said to her father for a while whether this was indeed the case, Mithridates nodded, and two attendants handed an ivory tablet and pen to Uterius, who sat on the steps and raised his hand. Hearing the curses of the soldiers of the Third Regiment, he started painting.

Over there, Orbisius raised his hand on the altar to indicate that it was ready to begin, and everyone's attention turned there.

Just when the doctor winked, telling Calabis to lie down on the table, Calabis's body shook violently, like chaff. Obisius saw that urine actually flowed out between his legs. liquid!

"Sososo, Karabis, are you called the soul?" In the tears of Porty, Obius smiled quickly.

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