"General, we can't win, retreat, the ships are waiting for us in the harbor. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThere is still a chance, we escort you out of the encirclement. ”

On the blood-colored battlefield, the old centurion and Sextus shouted loudly, his face already stained with blood from the battle, and he looked like a bloodthirsty butcher. The impromptu recruits were not soldiers at all, and they dispersed in a hurry as soon as the two armies fought, and their morale collapsed. It was still these veterans of Pompey's Spanish legion who were really fighting with Antony's legion.

However, Sextus had lost his mind, and in his eyes, in his mind, there was only Octavia. Only too faint to see the glory. Although he saw that the loyal soldiers around him were dying for him one by one, Sextus was more insistent than guilty, and every time he thought that Octavia was sent to Caesar's side in this way, and that he might never see her again in his lifetime, he angrily brandished his short sword and assassinated the Roman legionnaires in front of him.

"Centurion, I have no hope of victory. You rush out with the rest of the people, return to the shore, leave here by boat, and tell my father that I died like a true warrior on the battlefields of the Republic. I can't give up my glory, I can't give up Octavia. ”

Several infantry from Antony's Ninth Regiment surrounded him, and they seemed to see the commander of this "rebel" army, scrambling towards Sextus's position. And in despair, Sextus is overwhelmed by guilt, self-blame, and intense vanity and affection for Octavia. With the last shred of his sense, he asked Centurion Naris to take the remaining veterans of the Spanish Legion and escape from the massacre. And he himself is willing to die as a brave man. Or even if it's death.

"But, General. Your father Pompey will not let us go, if you don't go back with us. He has rewarded each of us with land and wealth, status, and we cannot fail to fail him, let alone fail to complete his task. ”

Centurion Naris shouted in the same hissing voice. But Sektus was determined. He tore off his cloak and threw it into the hands of Centurion Naris, telling him that "Rome will always remember those who fought for the glory of the Republic." ”

A few weeks later, in the Greek mansion, another great Roman general, Gnaeus Pompey, might think that his own son's actions today were too foolish and naïve, but now, no one could stop the madness of the Roman commander of Pompey's Spanish legions.

He rushed out in a frenzy, holding only a blood-stained Legion dagger in his hand, and then, with all his strength, stabbed at an Ninth Legion infantryman who was attacking him. Before the legionary could react, he was stabbed to death by Sextus in a frenzy. The dagger stabbed under the soldier's abdomen, and the tip of the sword came out of his back, carrying with the broken internal organs, intestines, and the tip of the dagger dripping the bloody liquid.

……

"Sextus!"

Until Appis took Octavia to find Sextus. Octavia's screams caused a silence in the audience, and even Sextus himself shook off the killing frenzy and stared blankly at his wife. Octavia had tears in her eyes. She had never seen Sextus like this, as if he were a devil crawling out of a bloody cave.

"Octavia ......"

Sextus was on the verge of a breakdown, his lover was in front of him, but he couldn't take her with him.

The infantry of the Antonine Legion surrounded him, waiting for the last move of the Legion Commander to see if he surrendered, changed his mind, or continued to fight the trapped beast, if he continued to fight like this, the soldiers of the Ninth Legion would no longer pay attention to the actions of Appis and Octavia, but would directly stab the arrogant and crazy nobleman to death with their swords.

"Sextus, give up resistance, come back with me, Caesar won't do anything to you. He was a kind uncle. I promise......"

Octavia said with a cry.

Appis stood aside, still with a faint ache in his heart, they were all victims of this war, this political conspiracy. There shouldn't have been this unhappy marriage and ending. Even Octavia had the opportunity to be with herself. But now, it's evolved into this. However, Apis would not have mercy on Sextus, he was to blame, he did give him a chance, but he was still so stubborn. Ignoring Octavia's feelings, or rather, in Sextus's heart, glory is as important as Octavia, and he will choose the final battle to the death in the dilemma. If this is not the case, he can completely give up the so-called face, return to Rome with Octavia, and bend his knees in front of Caesar, even if there will be changes in the future, but in short, he can give Octavia the happiness he deserves. But Sextus didn't do that. In Apis's view, the man was not worthy of pity, and Apis was saddened by the innocent Octavia.

"No, Caesar is a beast, he fought eight years of war with the Gauls in the north, and has already brought that bloody breath of barbarians into Rome, I will not believe his sincerity, how can we, who have no military power and no one to protect, have a place in Rome? He's just trying to trick us, Octavia, my wife, can't you see that this Apis beside you is actually tricking us back? Is it just to win his military merits? He's taking advantage of you! ”

Sextus shouted frantically, hissing with all his might.

"No, Apis isn't using me, he's helping me, he's helping us."

Octavia also responded with tears in her eyes.

However, Sextus did not listen at all, and he swung his dagger and pointed it at Appis, and asked-

"Are you still thinking of taking me back? Let me admit my mistake to that nouveau riche? Let me fall on my knees before Him and praise His greatness? I'm telling you, it's absolutely impossible. I, Sextus, the son of Pompey, will not compromise with that mad beast! ”

"It's you who are mad, Sextus Pompey."

Appis stood in the middle of the soldiers, and replied coldly.

By this time, three or four infantrymen of the Ninth Legion, who could no longer stand Sexus' taunt of Caesar, began to attack this son of General Pompey.

Octavia begged Apis hoarsely not to let the soldiers move, but Apis just stood there straight - "Octavia, they are not my soldiers, they are Antony's soldiers, I have no right to order them, and besides, if Sextus wants to attack them, they will not let Sextus succeed." I can't do anything, Octavia......"

Appis sighed and returned "helplessly". And in front of him, Sextus was already somewhat overwhelmed in the bloody fight...... (To be continued.) )