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"Caesar."

In the distance came a man, he was not very burly, but very strong, his short black straight hair made him look so energetic, his dark brown eyes revealed perseverance and courage, the cloak on his back reflected dazzling light in the sun, he was dressed in military uniform, and he did not ride a horse, but wherever he passed, the soldiers were all enthusiastic and respectful to him.

"Caesar? Gaius Julius Caesar? ”

Hearing the soldiers call this commander-in-chief of the three armies, Appis was indescribably excited at the moment, if the commander of the Roman legions was not a stand-in, then at this moment, Apis would face the greatest figure in Roman history, no one. Maybe Octavian in the future can be compared, but at the moment Octavian is still a little boy of twelve or thirteen years old.

Wherever the Roman legion commander walked, the soldiers responded to his call with the highest morale.

"Courage and glory."

The legions that were about to go out shouted in unison, ten full Roman legions, waiting for the commander to give an order, and the overwhelming momentum made Appis can't help but be excited, this is a man's game.

Feeling the hot blood rising in his body, Apis couldn't help but clench his fists.

War, here we go.

"Caesar."

Julius Caesar walked through the phalanx of the Legions, and finally came to the Seventh Legion, where he embraced and shook his fists like two real men. There is no trace of artificiality, no hypocrisy, just like brothers.

And the one who followed Caesar was undoubtedly Anthony. One of the most famous scraps in Roman history, he was a genius cavalry commander on the battlefield, but he was thrown a few streets by Octavian in national strategy and domestic management, but at the moment he was still a valiant cavalry captain, Caesar's right-hand man.

"I have heard what happened last year in the Eighth Legion of the Seventh Legion, and I am very proud of you, the warriors of Rome, my good companions, it was you who by your own strength suppressed the rebellion of the Gauls and held back the attacks of the Germans, and to tell you the truth, this time, your performance was beyond my expectations."

Caesar first boasted loudly about the Seventh Legion's brilliant achievements in the Remi rebellion last year, and then leaned over and talked to Sabinus in a low voice, sometimes excited, sometimes serious, his expression was full of man's blood and impulsiveness, but also everywhere reflected the wisdom and rationality of the commander.

And when the commander of the three armies was talking to Sabinus and Kota, he didn't know that in the legion on the side, a young man named Apis had been so excited that he burst into tears, and he had traveled to this bloody and cruel world, if nothing else, to be able to see this great man of history with his own eyes, he had died without regrets, Apis's eyes were shining with tears, until Caesar, under the guidance of Kota, set his eyes here, and at this moment, Apis was almost petrified with excitement!

With great excitement and nervousness, excitement. Appis watched Caesar step by step in front of him, and then looked at him with a look of appreciation and concern.

"He's what you call a young trust?"

Young trust, this is the nickname given to Apis by the commander of the Seventh Legion, Cota, because in Cota's eyes, Apis is indeed young and trustworthy Roman. Judging from the perfect completion of the two dangerous missions, Appis has indeed won the trust of the commander of the legion and the approval of the soldiers.

But being personally received by Caesar was something that Apis never dreamed of.

"Yes, it's this little boy."

Cota returned confidently.

Caesar's gaze fell on Apis, just as a father was looking at his own child.

"Apis Tumilus. I have not personally assigned you a task, but I trust my men and their vision. Well, from today onwards, you are a scout of the Eighth Legion. ”

Caesar's concerned gaze lingered on Apis for a few seconds, followed by a brief words of praise, and the treasurer behind him directly took out a heavy bag of gold coins and threw it into Apis' hand. Judging from this weight, at least the amount of the dinar or more, although the bounty is not much, it makes Apis so excited that he is incoherent, but fortunately Caesar does not ask himself much. Otherwise, he would see a young scout who was so nervous that he couldn't even speak.

"By the way, pay more attention to practicing riding, it can save your life at critical moments."

Caesar took a step, suddenly turned back, and then smiled and said a word to Apis before leaving. After the Roman commander left, he stayed where Apis was, smiling silly, like a Roman statue with a frozen expression.

……

"Caesar."

The day after the legions converged and set out, the Banonsen sent messengers willing to surrender. It is said that the previous attack on the villa of the Roman nobles was a misunderstanding, an accident. Those people were not sent by the tribal elders, they were sent out on their own initiative, and the tribal elders had executed them, hoping that Caesar would not conquer them again, and that they would surrender their hostages, weapons, and belongings.

……

Caesar received the messenger, but the inscrutable commander of the legion did not directly accept the Banonsen's terms, but instead showed reluctance and displeasure. It caused a thrilling heartbeat from the diplomatic envoys of Banonsen below. He wondered whether this Roman legionary commander would agree or not to their surrender?

"Go back and tell your patriarch, whether the murder that happened on your border two weeks ago was instigated by your patriarch, the result has already happened, that is, innocent Romans died on your territory, I can't help but pursue this matter, if the Romans also kill people on your territory, and then say that it is a personal act, will you also forgive?"

Caesar sat on a large blanket chair, stared sharply at the messenger of the Banonsen, and then, word by word, expressed his dissatisfaction and his determination to conquer the rebel tribe by force.

The envoys of the Banonsen people were almost paralyzed to the ground, because they originally thought that there were not many Roman legions stationed around their tribe, and the mountain was high and the emperor was far away, so they wanted to rebel against Rome, but now, they were so severely questioned by the Roman legion commander. If the messenger of Banongsen cannot be successfully completed this mission, then what awaits his tribe will be a catastrophe, and the 60,000 legion infantry, like a sea of red, can instantly devour the pitiful few thousand tribal warriors of the Banongsen people.

"Honorable Roman Commander......"

The messenger of Banonsen tried to continue, but Caesar waved his hand and interrupted him, and Caesar did not even look at him, but turned to his feet and went to finish his other business.

……

"Caesar."

On the front foot, as soon as the messenger of the Banonsen people left, on the back foot, Caesar instructed Antony to spread the fact that the Banonon people wanted to surrender and did not let them surrender, and spread it to the nearby tribes, especially those tribes that had good relations with Rome.

"What does that mean?"

Mark Anthony asked, puzzled.

"The meaning is very simple, let them know that I am about to conquer the Banongsen people by force, and if anyone has a good relationship with the Banonsen people, now come out and vouch for him, otherwise, in seven days, the legion will set foot on this tribe."

Caesar's answer was calm, calm and domineering. Anthony on the side had to be convinced.