"Neither a shield nor a cuirass can stop the power of the arrows." —Byzantine historian Procobi

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After a series of religious ceremonies in front of the altar, the originally silent crowd, including warriors, women and children, monks and priests, and some began to cry, but the cry became louder and louder, more and more uncontrollable, stepping on the filthy muddy water, and the hair was full of hot rain, David. Instead of wearing armor, Ankit wore the teacher's robe, trimmed his beard, stood in the corner of the altar, and began to speak.

In fact, people knew in their hearts that once the weather cleared, the Romans would quickly rebuild the siege equipment, smash the temporary wall, and turn the acropolis into a sea of blood, the meat and grain were exhausted, and the resisters no longer had the strength to take up arms to fight, so the scholastic teacher and commander-in-chief, the "sword of Messiah" should be the request, and everyone committed suicide in front of the temple for the sake of the "glorious country".

But David. In his speech, Ankit hoped that all people would survive, "I have no right to ask anyone to lose their lives, I am not a Messiah, I am not a secular king, I am not a Roman governor, I am just a scholastic lecturer who rebels against injustice for the sake of children." I am responsible for the survival of the entire Yazda fortress, but you should not die, you have paid a great deal of blood for the defense of this fortress, and the names of the dead will be chanted forever, but the survivors have reason to enjoy the rest of their peaceful lives—a moment from now. I'm going to die. I have commissioned Pattaon to dedicate my head. When you receive the order, men, women, and young want to obey like a true soldier, and that is to lay down your arms, leave Yazda, and return to the city of Cyrenaica, and tell your suffering people there to renounce any extreme thoughts and emotions. Waiting for God's salvation. Then he hung his head slightly, and prayed a few quick words, and there were weeping and reluctance from the crowd, and there were scattered scoldings, and a few people scolded David. Ankit was a coward, but when he had finished praying, he calmly walked into the apse of the temple

The next day, Li Bida was standing in the commander's tent at the outer wall, with a solemn and respectful posture. Took over from David. Ankit's head, although he forbade anyone to commit suicide indiscriminately. But five scholastic students died with him, and the heads and relics were brought in by Parthen, and without saying a word, Li Bida opened the box, and under the candlelight, counted the things left by the Hashdi general, first of all, attached to the scroll, a note with a single word written in Latin, "I have completed my choice, and it is up to you to do so." The rest, an Assyrian scimitar still stained with blood, a half-worn robe, two teeth for his wife and children, and a dark linen purse, which Lybida untied and fell to the box, which contained thirteen silver drachmas, plus nine small silver coins of Opo, which was Ankit's final legacy.

"Sabo, how many hashdi men and women are there in the Acropolis, have they been counted?" Li Bida's voice trembled a little.

"All of them combined, there are two thousand two hundred."

"I forgive you, and tomorrow you all assemble at the camp at the foot of the mountain, and distribute to you a sufficient amount of food and baggage, and I will not infringe upon your goods, and then within three days you will depart on your own, but you must not come within a radius of twenty Roman miles from the fortress of Yazda, or you will be caught by my cavalry, and you will be beheaded. That's it, as for my friend David. Ankit, I beg all the centurions and tribunes to allow me to address this magnificent dead man as such, and I will bury him according to the king's etiquette. ”

The Yazda battle lasted for nearly four months, and Li Bida's subordinates also had 700 killed and about 2,000 wounded, so it took a period of one to two months of recuperation. Ankit immediately led the Cyrene Legion and the Serapis Legion, which suffered minor casualties, to the north of the Toston River, while the Thirteenth Legion, which suffered heavy casualties, was temporarily under the command of Petneus and was on standby at Yazda.

In the ensuing war, as Faobinas observed, there would be no more large-scale resistance in the northern part of the Tostone Valley after the Battle of Yazda: the letter of order given to Sabo by Ankit before his death, and the aftermath of the Battle of Yazda, caused the original fanatical believers to gradually lose the courage to fight, and they, like the indigenous Maxies, came to the gate of the camp of Libida to ask for forgiveness. Keeping his promise to Ankit, he gave back all the food, farming tools, and livestock, ordered them to rebuild their homes on the spot, protect all the temples, whether Jewish or Greek, and exempt them from taxes for the coming year.

More than 30 forts in the northern valley of the mountain cliffs surrendered in two market days.

When the army came to the city of Cyrenaica, no one thought that the city still had any vitality, and there were few sails and cooking smoke, and Lybida sent a herald into the city, and quickly made peace with the presbyterian council of Hashdi, and of course the surviving ones, in fact, they were not so much waiting to fight the Romans, but rather waiting for help, "immediately allocate some food and send it into the city square, and give relief to all the people, and take care to maintain good order." Yes, go in with weapons and shields. Li Bida gave Anthony such an order, and later he was not very comfortable with him, and sent Saab as a supervisor to "assist" Anthony's actions.

Then, Li Bida took Alp's guards and hurried to David. Ankit's home in the west of the city, his wife's eyes bulged out with hunger, leaning under the big tree in the courtyard, watching the honor guard of the New Cyrenaica king, and immediately confirmed her husband's end, she tried not to fall down because of hunger and mourning, and wedged the nails of the trunk of the tree deeply, and several servants went into the courtyard, and the children were skinny and boneless, but in good spirits, and they sat in the shade of the tree or by the stove, to save their strength, so the servants handed them bread and water.

"If any of you die, I'll be guilty for the rest of my life, ma'am." After Li Bida dismounted, he solemnly handed over her husband's relics.

"It doesn't matter, we should be able to hold out for half a year, many people, men and women, who have come back alive from Yazda, will come to my yard to give some food, but it is also precarious to pity them." Ankit's wife replied calmly, "But there are also people who come to the door, carve insulting words, and then leave, but fortunately they do not invade our home." ”

"Your husband is a great soldier, and when he fought with me, he did nothing to his people and friends, and he was a hero of Yazda. Your family remains in Cyrenaica, and I will buy you a house and a property, and your children may follow me into Rome and then go to Apollonia or Athens for their education. Li Bida's words are indeed very sincere. (To be continued......)