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Chapter 24 One person's banquet (1)

"People always like the rising sun, not the dusk sunset." - What Pompei said to Sula, and Sula canceled her gift to Pompei in her will

When he walked out of the tent of the high priest's commander, Vichintoli looked at the flowing clouds in the blue sky, and then at the eagle flag shining brightly in the sunlight on the tent, and sighed, "Eternal peace is also lonely peace."

"Sometimes casting swords are not necessarily for killing and plundering, but can also be used to protect all subjects. I think the words of the high priest should mean this." Itasus explained in a very gentle tone.

Vichintoli laughed and walked to his mount, "You would understand this because the Ligurians were defeated and surrendered very early, and they were used to it. But I believe that I am afraid that the Gaul in the north and the Germans on the Renus River will not be able to accept it psychologically for the time being."

Itasus, who had a sense of smell, also laughed and vetoed Victintoli quietly, "Maybe, but this war has allowed me to witness many truths. If the Spanish were a hundred years ago, they killed many Roman soldiers who came to conquer for freedom, and there were countless examples of the entire city and village collectively burning to death. But now? Thirty years ago, they became the status of auxiliary servants. Whether fighting for Sethulis or Pompey, they had only become tools of force for the domestic strife of the Republic. They were killed in battle and injured. Without pensions, they could not even be on the list of war damages in the hands of the Roman consul. They had been in trouble.

The blood of the young man, the blood of the idiots slowly flowed out, and the seeds of longing for comfort and seeking peace will naturally re-germinate in everyone's heart. What's wrong with this? After the second generation, all of our people will have the right to integrate into the kingdom, and discrimination against our politics will gradually disappear, and our gods will enter the palace of Rome and have a place. Our descendants may take this for granted, but we should know that we Ligurian warriors were saddled for the Romans during the Juguda War, but let them think about it like this. After all, I don't want them to recall and realize this truth in the fire of war, in front of the destroyed homeland."

"Then it's better to continue living a prosperous and peaceful life as a maid." Vicentoli said this at last, and then he and Itasus looked at each other and laughed, "It's not too bad, isn't it? It's better than a prostitute who has no shelter." So the two of them slapped each other and flew over the horse, waved and farewell.

When Li Bida's seven legions began to prepare for the battle and prepared to go south to resolve the city of Ursau, the little Thunder God Syketus was speechless after hearing the news of his brother's death. He lost all his confidence in responding to the struggle. He neither captured Wendypo nor returned to the river defense camps of the Sinkilis River. He stayed there for four days. He stood in front of the surging river every day and felt lost. In short, the battle and days had lost their meaning.

It was not until the end that when the legion of the Legion was ready on Libida, Seyxus took his legion slowly to Wendipo's city and asked to have an interview with the previous engineering director Machius.

At first, Machius refused because of shame, but Sequetus was under the city and showed no sign of siege. He just kept sending veterans and envoys to ask Machius to "break", but it was not about life and force, but about him eager to get some kind of answer.

So at the end, Machius agreed to the request of the former coach. He climbed a tower that was bulging around the corner and shouted to Syketus below through the shooting window. Both sides vowed in front of the gods not to use projecting weapons to plot against each other.

But who would have thought that when Syketus met, the first question was to ask Machius, "Why did you abandon your kindness with the Pompey family and surrender to enemies like Li Bida?"

Unexpectedly, it was such a problem that he had been entangled with Syketus for so long. Machius was also speechless at the time, but he quickly walked out of the shooting window of the tower, held his hands on the city wall, and shouted to the little Thor, "I'm sorry, I don't want to end up like Rabinus. I have no intention of looking down on him, but I just don't want to be in line with him."

"Do you have no idea of ​​scruples about honor? Including many others who have betrayed me and my brother, would the nobles of the Republic consider begging for surrender and saving their lives on the battlefield?" Seyktus continued to ask in confusion.

"Your Excellency, I have been captured four times, four times - Italy I was released by Caesar, Spain I was released by Caesar, and I was released by Caesar in Greece - I left my personal kindness factor aside, I just felt that it was too rare to have such opportunities for me. The Father Jupiter pleaded with me and did not want to tell me to die. Since so many people who died and died in their hearts could not realize their concerns, but I have fulfilled them so many times, so shouldn't I?

Should we cherish this life? The current generation has moved forward. The heroes of the previous generation have completed their quotas and left one after another. A new era is coming. Some people are nostalgic about wandering around and refuse to leave, but some people also have to pack up and move forward. This is what I think. You can spit on me, but I have no reason to tell lies against my will. That is, my soldiers and I are looking forward to the war as soon as possible."

After hearing this, Seyxtus, who was standing by the trench, nodded as if he had gained something, then he shouted to Machius, "As the Director of Engineering, you have served us father and son for two generations. I have no doubt about your loyalty and diligence. I just hope to understand something. Now I know, and I know, and you will continue to take care of yourself in the new generation, Machius."

After saying that, he lowered his head, turned the reins, rode his horse alone, and walked along the trench, "da da da da" toward the sunset with the sound of horse hooves trotting.

"The whole army, seize the opportunity and cross the river. We have clearly reconnaissanced the opposite camp, and the enemy is empty and weak!" Petneus finally issued a trumpet of battle on the right bank of the Hincilis River. The forces of the three legions lined up into a large and dense attack front. After wading through the water, they launched a rapid attack on the camp garrison left by the little Thor. In the upper reaches of the river, Kambano and Curia also led nearly 4,000 auxiliary cavalry and attacked them in a mighty manner. Seyketus's garrison launched a tenacious resistance, but the difference in strength was too great. After about two days, the camp fell into Petneus's hands without any suspense. His general in this field was unwilling to stay, and that would be snatched away by the rest of the troops.

So after that, Petternius immediately selected fourteen brigades of infantry, cooperated with 4,000 cavalry to set out lightly, followed Wendipo, and attacked the final destination. (To be continued...)
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