On the third day, Caesar still appeared in the Grand Theater with Libida and Antony, entertaining the senators, and when this Dictor sat in the center of the fan-faced seat facing the stage and the orchestra pit, his eyes were fixed on the lintel of the set hut in front of him, and his mind was obviously not on the play, while the surrounding senators greeted each other very easily, and sat down according to their seats around Caesar, but there were also a considerable number of people who were also uneasy, and they wanted to observe Caesar's actions, to provide a valuable message to the republicans of the aristocratic party in the distance.

"Have you been to Formia Manor?" Li Bida looked behind him and beside him, and deliberately threw out the topic, so that Caesar didn't have to be too stiff and was seen to be flawed.

Caesar nodded, and said that Cicero was still struggling and hesitating, that he had always been such a person, harmless but useless, that it was enough to stabilize him now, and that in his next meeting with me, while expressing gratitude, he had also publicly denigrated Marcus. Varro, no way, the person the philosopher looks down on the most is always another philosopher, who thinks I shouldn't pardon Varro. In addition, I am determined to promote the brave young man of Eurabela, and with his brother Quintus still being the commander of the Fourteenth Legion, Cicero will finally stop for a while, at least he will not make a fuss about Cato's death anymore.

After hearing Caesar's words, Anthony on the other side whistled dissatisfiedly.

"After the play, there will be a dinner party at my mansion, and when the time comes to arrange entertainment, Anthony and I will play a game of walnut toss with the guests, and you will be the courtessant." As the choir stepped onto the orchestra pit, Caesar exhaled. said to Li Bida.

This is a code word, "throwing walnuts" means that Caesar wants Anthony to follow him across the sea and go to Greece to fight; And "serving as a servant" is to ask Li Bida to continue in Rome for a virtual meeting, and then go to Sicily with the rest of the army. After everyone understood, the chorus began, and before the token officer handed over the urgent military information, Caesar took the word board and looked at it for a while, and then stood up with a solemn face.

Seeing the dictator's demeanor, the choir immediately shut up in fright, and the senators stopped all their expressions. Freeze your expression. It seems that the tide of the war will inevitably change.

"The enemy's naval fleet at Utica and Dixaqiang broke the Republic's fleet at the port of Brindisi and captured forty of our ships with decks, which was a serious threat to the security of Italy. Since Hannibal. Never before has the republic been so threatened. So I decided not to observe the triumph anymore, but to go to Brindisi with my army, and the governor of Sicily, Curio, would also go out to Africa at night. For the neglect of everyone, the contemptible can only express the greatest apologies. With that, Caesar politely bowed to the senators and apologized, then stepped down from his seat and hurried away along the aisle of the theater.

That night, one of the patriarchs wrote the news as a secret letter and gave it to the slave who was walking, telling him to do everything he could to pass it to Pompey of Utica, and Byblos of Dickachon.

When the information reached the city of Utica, it was two fairgrounds later, but it was also lightning fast for that era, when the whole port was in an uproar - Pompey's victorious naval fleet was dragging the captured ships in a mighty way, and the whole dock was covered with crowds of people watching such a grand event, both senators and knights, and at the same time, on the gravel ground on the edge of the city, groups of Alama cavalry in Roman armor and lightly armed Numidian cavalry were shuttling and training with each other, Amid the cheers, javelins were hurled into the target ring one by one, and many of the young noble soldiers laughed loudly at themselves on horseback, "We can't even test Dicktudo, who is fifty years old, to see how good he is in nine out of ten." ”

As he spoke, Pompey, who had white hair and fat hair, pursed his lips, rode his horse very skillfully, raised the javelin in one hand, leaned on his shoulder, and then, with a great deal of force, threw it a hundred and twenty Roman feet with perfect force, and struck the target there impartially. Sitting on the edge of the wooden fence of the field, Cornellia under the parasol took the lead in applauding, and said with pride to Scipio, whose father had not succeeded in his mission to Syria, "Look, this is my husband, and now I admire him more than my father, and I heard that when he was thirty years old, he hunted lions with the pharaohs of Egypt in the woods of the Nile, and pointed to the lion who died with a javelin and a spear, and said, "Look, even the animal kingdom must obey the authority of Rome." ”

Cornellia imitated Pompey's arrogant tone so vividly that Scipio mocked his daughter, saying, "When he stabs you with a 'spear,' is he also saying that in the women's world, you must also obey his authority over Pompey?" ”

"He's not as vulgar as you think." "A rascal may be loved and obeyed by the soldiers of the tent, but not as he is now, he has the same aura as my husband, he is a gentle leader, and he cares for his wife and family, and he throws the shot put with the most powerful in the army, jumps with the smallest clever ghost, and competes with the strongest fellow for long-distance running, which is why Pompey is a general." To be honest, I don't have any ill feelings for Caesar's daughter, only envy, and correspondingly, I still have deep nostalgia for my ex-husband Crassus Jr., who also died. ”

At this moment, Demetrius hurried with several postmen, and whispered a few words to Cornelia, and then Pompey, on horseback, noticed this, and tightened the reins of the horse, so that its pace became gentle, leaned against the fence, and took the paper sent by Cornelia, which said that Caesar's legions had begun to march to Brindisi, and that the affairs of the city of Rome were now in the charge of Lybidaeus. However, the number of the legion is unknown, and the number and number of the legion in Li Bida's hands are also unknown.

Pompey put down the reed slip and calculated carefully, "Then, based on the mileage of the six legions, Caesar should have just arrived in Brindisi by now, and we have already prepared." It was to prepare to go to Greece and fight against my Macedonian legion in the face of the storms of autumn and winter; Or do you want to come here with Curio to the desert? ”

Turas, Cruise, Scipio, and Sulpisius, who had just arrived, surrounded him and said almost unanimously, "Caesar will not take such great risks to cross the rough Adriatic Sea and go to the Greek theater of operations, and probably call a few of Dehemoth's legions in Syria to attack Asia Minor to contain us, while he and his main forces will use Sicilian timber to build ships to make up for the great losses that have been made, and will cross the sea to Africa after the winter camp." ”

"That's right, folks, that's what I thought." Pompey said, "But Caesar was never an adversary to live in common sense. (To be continued......)