Augustus Road

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While Casca was on his way there, Antony and Caesar were also furious about Aetius's resistance to arrest. √∟,

It turned out that after learning that he was on the list of public enemies, the legal officer Aetius also imitated Casca and summoned all the sword-fighting slaves in the family and manor to his own house, distributing weapons and fine wine to them. In addition, the house of Aetius, who had a door lintel, had many years of accumulated property and food - several execution squads went there, and they were all killed and fled.

"We must not surrender, that would be a permanent disgrace." These were Aetius's original words, "Let the butchers know that not everyone in the Republic is a coward like Cicero."

This made Antony in the square furious, "When faced with such resistance, we can no longer continue to be superstitious about the execution squad. Most of them are made up of freed slaves, and their fighting strength and will are not up to par."

"If we let such diehards go lightly, there would be no need and no ability to implement the mass execution order." Lepidus made such a judgment, which was agreed by Antony and Caesar the Younger, while Pansa pondered on the side. The two of them quickly lined up signs, demanding that a regiment be drawn from each of the 9th Legion, the 42nd Legion and the 6th Legion to "handle" the matter. In other words, they began to let the army handle the matter directly.

Soon, the soldiers of the three regiments surrounded Aetius's house on the Subura Plain. They made a big move. The surrounding walls and streets were all flattened in advance. Then, the noose crossbows were arranged on all sides, and everyone was arranged in infantry assault formation, holding iron chains and hooks in their hands, while the execution squad of freed slaves holding swords stood densely behind these people, ready to kill at any time after breaking the door.

"Fire, kill those hateful murderers, they still dare to resist?" Hebrida, wearing a horsehair helmet, shouted and raised the short sword in his hand. Then, each lead bullet and javelin, like a violent storm, hit the house of Aetius, and the smoke and dust flew up. Many Ligurian soldiers also climbed up the arcade and chimney that overlooked the courtyard, and fired fiercely from a high position with light belly bows.

Many javelins and arrows flew into the courtyard, and there were people groaning and dying everywhere, including Aetius's slaves and his family. Among them, Aetius's youngest son was walking through the courtyard. When he was about to run to the front door to cheer for his father, he was shot in the ribs by a flying javelin. He fell to the ground, shook his hand towards his father twice and died.

But Aetius did not see the miserable end of his son. He and many sword-fighting slaves, wearing armor, stood firm at the gate of their own house, shouting loudly, encouraging everyone to stick to the end. The soldiers who came to execute the execution also used hooks to pull down the outer iron fence, and then lined up in battle formation, approaching in turn. The sword-fighting slaves and armed slaves around Aetius were constantly stabbed and fell down, because they were destined not to be the opponents of the regular army. When a wave of soldiers retreated again, Aetius was the only one left on the tragic battlefield in front of the gate. He couldn't help but think of Lepidus's previous warning, "Be careful that one day you will be attacked by ghosts."

"No, this is not backlash, Lepidus. This is my sacrifice as a citizen of the Republic and an upright person when I saw the Republic fall." After saying this, Aetius continued to touch the arch door and stood up with his sword. He had recovered a little from his fatigue.

At this time, a short chief centurion on the opposite side stepped over like a sharp arrow and lightning. Before Aetius could block it, a sword blade pierced his forehead fiercely, and blood immediately covered his cheeks. Aetius staggered back two steps and leaned against the wall of his own flower corridor. But he did not fall down. Instead, he supported himself with all his strength, trying to wipe the blood clean and fight again, but the blood flowed more and more. Several soldiers shouted and pushed him against the wall, then drew their swords and stabbed him in the chest and abdomen.

Not long after, the execution squad rushed in, beheaded Aetius, and killed all his family and servants. His house was also set on fire, and soon the head appeared in the square for public display.

"You finally have your turn." Lepidus sighed, and although Caesar the Younger had no previous encounter with the deceased, it was unknown where such a big hatred came from. It is said that before hanging the head, he personally trampled on Aetius's head and kept saying that this was the fate of the chief culprit.

At this time, Casca the Younger appeared in the square. When he saw Leo, Caesar the Younger and the other classmates, and the increasing number of heads piled up there, he immediately knelt down in mourning clothes.

Around dusk, a group of execution squads came to Casca's house, holding a plaque in their hands, asking Casca to open the door, and said that his son had now committed himself to Caesar the Younger as a staff member under the persuasion of the tribune Leo, and there was no need for your house to continue to be defended.

Casca, who had escaped from a desperate situation, hurriedly ordered the sword-fighting slaves to open the door, and then the execution squad walked in. At this time, Casca saw in the firelight that the two leaders were dressed as centurions. He felt something was wrong, but before he could react, he was held down by the other party. Casca shouted, "If you are not deceiving, then you are ignoring the fact that my son is already a subordinate of the noble young Caesar."

Seeing that the master was instantly controlled and yelling in vain, the sword-fighting slaves around were actually scared silly. Another centurion stood up and gestured to them, "Put down your weapons, we won't embarrass others."

Then, the centurion drew his sword and said to Casca, "Your son did plead for mercy."

"That's good!" Casca shouted, tilting his neck with twisted veins.

"But he wants to kill you in exchange for his life." After saying that, the centurion chopped his hand, and Casca's head immediately rolled down. Then everyone carried the head and left the stunned sword slaves.

But the next day, Casca and his son Casca the Younger were still tied together and hung on the pillar - Caesar the Younger did not forgive anyone. After seeing his father's head, he asked the guards to remove his son's head as well. The father and son's heads were close together, and their expressions were very ferocious, as if they were biting each other.

Former consul Banks, he did not participate in the plan to murder Caesar, but he was still on the list for "sheltering the murderer" because he turned to the Senate afterwards. Banks did not want to resist, nor did he want to be executed by the firing squad. When he learned that the other side was heading towards his home, he called all his family members and retainers and said to them, "Divide all the property, each person takes a portion, and run as fast as possible. My children, although I know that the hope of survival is extremely slim, please forgive my selfishness, because if I die first, I won't have to witness all this and be heartbroken. You all go, now!" (A good event that falls from the sky, cool mobile phones are waiting for you! Follow the official account (add friends on WeChat-add official account-enter dd), and participate now! Everyone will win a prize. Follow dd's WeChat official account now!) (To be continued.)