"[The soldiers on both sides] extorted money, plundered their homes, and spoiled livestock, grain, and property." - Anthony. Goodman depicts the English War of the Roses in the fifteenth century

When Calabis said this, not to mention Marcha, Claudius and even all the centurions, cried out, they could not tolerate it, and the opponent in front of them was actually a little girl.

"Bastard, Calabis, my brother told you to rape her three years ago!" Highbrida raised her big hand and shouted.

"Don't despise her!" Calabis roared, "According to the information sent by the Pope Self-Defense City, there are many centurians similar to the Roman legions in the Pontus army, she is a clever and cunning person, she is a colorful viper, and these hundred-man teams imitating our tactics must be her masterpiece." ”

Many centurions suddenly shouted, "Damn, we don't care what you did with Calabis before, and no matter how tacit you worked with Pop before, but this is simply unbearable, this is a great insult to the Legion, we are fighting a woman." ”

"Again, she's no ordinary woman." Calabis was in a hurry, and he tried to correct the people's perception of Adiana, but it added fuel to the fire.

"For almost thirty years, I've only fought women on the bed, and every time they begged for mercy, I think it's the same on the battlefield. Legion Envoy Calabis, if you are only intimidated by her beauty and charm in front of the princess, and do not dare to confront her head-on, then return the command. By the way, I vaguely remember being in Xiaoya three years ago. You were the king's attendant. I also have a good relationship with her. She's very nice to you. You two were leaning together when I cut your rope, weren't you? Memories are always sweet. After saying that, Claudius actually looked up and sighed, obviously stuck in a long memory.

"Unexpectedly, Your Excellency the Legion Envoy, you used to be an entourage of our royal family in Pontus?" Marcha also took the opportunity to tease, "I understand a little. A servant cannot draw his sword against his master. ”

Even Helenputina, who was a little angry, interjected, "Your Excellency, Your Excellency, in this atmosphere of questioning from the whole army, do I still need to fight under your leadership, maybe when one of the generals here captures the Pontus princess named Adiana, you can sit down and talk to her about the old days and some sweet past." ”

Eventually, Calabis made a gesture of all hands standing still. Then he announced: "You can fight, and still let Pop guard the Acropolis." I have three brigades in charge of the central force, and His Excellency the Governor's army can cover us on both flanks, but this time the scale is limited to contact battles - the enemy is outnumbered, and we are to keep an eye out for enemy ship attacks - Your Excellency Claudius, you must assume the responsibility of guarding the long bridge and the barricade of the bay. Then he went up to Helenputina and said, "Send Neeko to the safety of the Acropolis, and you, now take up my duty of guard." ”

In the Pontic camp, Adiana sat obediently in front of Mithridates, and the king of the Black Sea was in a slightly better condition, and the princess returned the supreme command to her father.

"How stupid I was to think that I would have the luxury of making peace with the insatiable executioners of Rome, we must win this battle anyway, even if it was just to avenge the bison, he grew up with me in the wastelands and forests of Minor, I remember when I was a child, every time we hunted, I rode on my horse, holding the prey and calling back to him, he followed and ran, and kept running after me, even if he fell and was bruised on the gravel ground, Tucker Schiller still followed, shouting, telling me to wait for him, Wait for him" Thinking of this, the voice of the King of the Black Sea actually choked.

Two lines of tears silently slipped from Adiana's eyes. "Stratonis, before this battle, you must give all your soldiers a half-year reward to boost their morale." The princess looked coldly at Stratonis on the other side and said.

Stratonis also sneered, "Naturally, I will give the money to His Excellency Menander, the Governor of the Bronze Shield Army, and let him carry out this task—yes, I think a soldier will be annoyed and discouraged when he sees a woman like me." At this time, Minander, the young general of Pontus next to Stratonis, immediately bowed sideways with a flattered expression.

"The front-line commander of the whole army this time is General Achilllaus, and if you want to reward and boost morale, it should also be His Excellency Achilllaus." Adiana didn't give up an inch.

Then Adiana remembered something, and said in a mocking tone, "By the way, it is said that the one who commanded the Roman army this time was actually the slave named Carabis who killed your father Obisius and then fled. ”

Stratonis held back the flood in her heart and returned calmly: "She really deserves to be Her Royal Highness, even the fugitive slaves around her can be in a high position in the city of Rome." ”

"That's it!" Mithridatis, who was in the middle, patted his knee and drank, "I'll reward the soldiers this time." ”

On the altar of the camp, under the swords of several priests covered in blood, a cow lay in a pool of blood, its internal organs were pulled out, and it was divining good fortune. Rows of heavily armed soldiers, guided by the banner of the sun god Mitra, stepped on the remnant snow, carried the rising winter morning sun, held Macedonian spears with hammer tips at the lower ends, and held brass shields, marched in unison.

"What a stupid military formation, I didn't expect that the military formation that was completely defeated by the Romans a hundred years ago is still being used obsessively by my father." Adiana was on the wooden tower of the camp, leaning on the railing, and said sadly to the generals beside him, such as Archilaus.

"What about Your Excellency's new model army?"

"The new model army is only twenty centurians trained now, but I will use it in the most suitable place and wait for my Calabis." The corners of Adiana's mouth suddenly flashed with a sly and inexplicable smile.

Stepping on the slippery grass where the remnants of the snow melted, Calabis crooked twice and almost fell, while Helenputina on the side looked indifferent, not even meaning to help, Calabis could only cough twice in embarrassment, took the baton handed by the soldier next to him, squinted his eyes, and faced the dazzling sunlight, observing the Pontus Legion opposite.

"What era is this?" Calabis said in amazement, covering his eyes with his hands. (To be continued......)