"No, I can't grant any more requests to this woman, she's selfish and lustful, and she's irrational, and she's doing everything because she knows men, but not Rome."

Antony tried to wake up in Cleopatra's arms, he knew Cleopatra's ambitions and desires, but the warm physical contact made him fall again, the Egyptian queen was like a colorful flower snake, coiled around his waist, and the venom seeped into his blood little by little, the lion was intoxicated, and he once again appeared before his eyes the beauty of flowers blooming along the Nile, not the glorious imperial scenery.

"Defeat Octavian, Rome should have belonged to us, to the two of us."

After the emotion, Cleopatra bit Antony's earlobe and said softly. And Antony had exhausted his strength in the "fierce battle" just now, and lay exhausted in the queen's arms, sleepy like a baby, but he still had a trace of clarity in his mind, he knew what Cleopatra meant, she wanted to support Caesarion on the throne of Rome, and then control the politics of Rome through the young boy, at that time, Rome would belong to Kerry and Antony.

Mark Antony knew very well in his heart that this was unrealistic, the people of Rome would not recognize the boy, and that Caesar's marriage to a foreign woman had already made the Roman people extremely dissatisfied, and now, Cleopatra was counting on the little Caesar to control Rome, which was extremely unrealistic and even a little ridiculous. Back then, Caesar did not mention Cleopatra in his suicide note, but he wanted to protect Cleopatra's mother and son, but unfortunately the young queen did not know and did not understand such an arrangement. She could conquer any man in bed, but she couldn't really understand the pride of the Romans in their bones.

But even though Antony knew it, he still couldn't escape Cleopatra's warm arms. And, seeing his feelings for her deepening day by day, he was helpless. Emotions are a man's biggest fetters, Anthony laughed at himself from the heart. And in front of him is that whether Cleopatra wants to start this war or not, he must face it, because this is the knot between himself and Octavian.

The next day, Antony's army of 30,000 met Octavian's regular army on the plains of Campania, Italy. Javelins and spears dancing in the air are recreated. All the Roman hoplites huddled together, like a pile of heavy scrap metal, colliding, squeezing, slaughtering each other. Until the hot battlefield is splattered with blood and flesh and blood......

Both commanders stood at the rear of the corps, watching the battle on the front lines and making tactical adjustments at any time. However, in the end, Anthony lost his patience and drove his horse directly into the battlefield himself. This is his usual style, when all tactics can't work, then let's fight savagely, and conquer the other party with courage and strength.

When Antony led his troops into the battlefield from the flanks, Octavian's recruits suddenly collapsed, and both the lightly armed infantry who had been improvised for training and the heavily armed heavy infantry had lost their courage and fighting spirit under the galloping hooves of their horses. They all fled, dodging the collision of the war horses.

Then, Antony's legionary cavalry, like a sharp sword, tore through the defense line of Octavian's third corps. Up until this point, Octavian still couldn't think of a better way to save his legion. I could only watch my army of recruits being ravaged and conquered by Anthony.

Those heroic oaths before the battle have long been forgotten on the bloody battlefield, when the tall horses rushed in a wild charge, the Roman recruits who had not fought all threw off their armor and fled in a hurry.

Anthony's horse knocked down a fleeing soldier, and he, even a child, stepped over the young soldier's body, and blood poured out of the trampled body. Stained the horse's hooves red.

More soldiers are engaged in brutal close combat. On the blood-spattered battlefield, the recruits have long been paralyzed by fear, while the veterans, like slaughtering livestock, stabbed the blood-red short sword into the enemy's body again and again, and pulled it out expressionlessly, letting the blood spurt on the face, as if it was the taste of victory. The corpses of fallen soldiers covered the area where the two sides were fighting, blood even drenched their ankles, and on the battlefield, there were only endless shouts and groans...... Even the air he breathed became filthy, and the smell of blood was almost suffocating under the boiling heatwave.

Standing on a high place, Octavian watched as his newly formed legion was being wiped out by Antony's elite troops, and the black heavy infantry phalanx was constantly being eaten away in the dust until it finally collapsed. Octavian didn't know how many of his soldiers were killed and wounded in the battle, but judging from the news transmitted by the communication soldiers, Antony's pursuit did not go deep, and it seemed that the opponent also suffered a lot of casualties. And in this respect, the Italian army was not inferior to this corps from Alexander.

The defeat at Campania caused Octavian to retreat his line to Capua, which Antony had expected would demoralize Octavian's legion. However, he had guessed wrong, and more Roman citizens were eager to join Octavian's army. This war is no longer a war between two leaders, but a war of racial glory. In the eyes of Roman citizens, Antony no longer represented the orthodox Romans, but Egypt, Cleopatra and all the Greeks who supported him behind her.

Even the towns around Campania no longer supported Antony, and they closed their gates and gathered their own guards to defend the city. As a result, although Anthony won the battle, the impact on the overall situation was almost negligible. War is only the appearance, and the real core is actually a political game. Octavian knew this. At the moment, the battle has heated up.

In order to better cooperate with the military campaign, Octavian also ordered people to spread rumors everywhere, claiming that once Antony took Rome, he would make Cleopatra the queen of Rome and make himself a dictator. As soon as the news spread, the whole country was in an uproar, and those immature Roman youths were all indignant, and they were eager to join Octavian's new regiment to stop the "traitor" Antony.

Italy was at war, but no one cared about the war in North Africa...... Apis had quietly captured Duga, Africa's largest city, and Agrippa, with his weak Roman legions, was running weary through the depths of the desert......