At the sound of the trumpet, the cavalry of nearly six brigades, which had been deployed on the right flank by Antony, began to gallop out with a roar, and returned to the flank of Dehemoth's one-line queue like lightning, like a group of thunder and lightning flames, scattering and attacking, wielding swords and slaughtering, groaning and falling and dying.

"That's the difference in strength, and Dehemoth is finally going to pay the price for his choice." Standing on the high ground to watch the battle, Li Bida sighed, but soon Antony rode here, because the situation of the front was decided, and he and Octavian approached like beasts asking about the fishy smell of the beast, and discussed with him the distribution of the rest of his legion and the number after the death of Dehemoth.

Li Bida looked at these two people and replied, "Since I gave Shannan Gaul to Marco, then for the sake of balance, it seems that the legion should take more care of Turinus, and if the fourteenth legion belongs to Marco, then the seventeenth and eighteenth legions will be given to Turinus, as for the sword slave legion of Dehemoth, it will definitely fight to the death for its master, and his two recruit legions are all dismissed, there is no training at all, and there is no value for us to co-opt." ”

At this time, there was a sound of trumpets below, everyone looked down, all the guards stopped firing, and the first-line brigade of the six legions formed a wall shape, stretched out all the heavy javelins, and lined up in a Germanic-style phalanx of short spears, towards Dehemoth, who was still standing on the battlefield, surrounded by dead corpses, and pressed over from all directions, Dehemoth looked around, and there were less than ten cavalry left beside him, and there were thousands of infantry in front of him, and countless cavalry intercepted behind, It is already a situation where there is no way to enter the heavens and no way to the earth.

The sun was shining down Dehemoth's back. He threw down his helmet. The face leaned down slightly. If the previous assassination of Caesar was only the end of the lead, then what was his lifelong struggle with Brutus and Cassillo? Why is the Senate so mediocre, why is his accomplices so weak, why did Lybidaeus deceive and betray me!

Thinking of this, Dehemos roared like a wild beast and rode into the horse, but his mount neighed again and again. Carrying his master away from the shining spear tips in the hands of the infantrymen, "Despicable people, my death is surrounded by so many lowly people!" Two-legged lowly Italian Canadian infantry, brute brute riders, and now the whole republic is filled with your stench, suffocating. Dehemoth slashed at the stacked shield wall with his short sword, and then he gasped as he struck the wall of shields until the blade broke off the hilt. Like a tired leopard in a cage, it circled in vain. Circle after circle, it seemed that these "lowly people" were quietly waiting for him to kill himself, and Dehemoth suddenly woke up when he thought of this, and he said to the sword slave next to him, "I actually damaged the weapon used to kill myself, my friend, borrow me one." ”

The sword slave threw a gladiatorial trident to Dehemoth, and Dehemoth stuck its tail in the dirt, and then, with a cry of surprise, let himself fall freely from the saddle, the trident pierced his throat and head, and then his mount slowly left, but Dehemoth's body was still pressed against the trident, and at the moment of Dehemoth's death, the archon Panza, who witnessed the scene, trembled violently.

"This is just the beginning." Octavian looked at this scene and felt a bad breath in his heart, "Guardian, since the battle here has ended, and the settlement is completed, Antony can stay in southern Gaul for the time being, and you and I, the consul, Your Excellency Panza, will return to Rome with all the legions. ”

"Turinus, is the list all there?" Li Bida asked kindly.

Octavian smiled, indicating that this was natural.

About two days later, on the Palatine Hill in Rome, before dawn, Cicero got up in uneasiness and fear, and his wife, Febilia, snorted lazily, and rolled down half-naked, and went to sleep, while Cicero went gently to the washbasin on the porch, washed briefly, stayed there, and said to the messenger, "Dehemos is dead?" ”

The messenger nodded, "The city of Mutina has been completely razed, the head of Dehemoth has been cut off and hung from the broken walls, and his legions are all finished, either slaughtered or surrendered. ”

"But Akuta, whom Lybida sent to the Senate, explained that Dehemoth had been defeated in pursuit of Antony—had I been deceived again? Previously, when Caesar, Pompey, and Crassus were united by Li Bida and became a three-headed monster, I was kept in the dark, and now it is the same again, all the Caesars sent to the front are united" Thinking of this, Cicero's blood froze, but he was still reassuring himself, "Young Caesar was recommended by me to become the acting Grand Counsel and lead the army; Lybidaeus was also my proposal to be appointed high priest and consul; The only thing I need to be afraid of is Anthony's revenge, but with these two of them, I guess Anthony is not capable of harming me. At this time, Cicero's mood was a little relieved.

In the middle of the day, another messenger arrived, and Cicero had always prided himself on being sensitive to information, and had many messengers who could help him gather military and political news from the city of Rome or the provinces, although there were many things he did not expect, and this time it was actually a letter from his former son-in-law Yurabella, whom he had declared a public enemy.

It turned out that when Eurabella was on his way to the East, he was attacked by a fleet from Fort Lybida on the sea, and many of his ships were sunk, and he himself drifted to the shores of Asia Minor, unable to go to Syria to take up his post, but was supported by Caesar's legion in Ephesus, and was preparing to make contact with Brutus and Cassiyo, who were also in the vicinity.

In the letter, Eurabella urged Cicero, "Come to Ephesus as an elder, and sit in charge of our struggle, and now we must not continue to hesitate to fight, although you have declared me a public enemy, but for now you can only unite with all of you, and if you continue to indulge Li Bida, he will become a monster that devours the whole of the Republic." ”

Escape from the city of Rome and escape from the city of Rome again? Cicero sat down on the floor in a dejected manner, his nostalgia was definitely greater than before, he had been appointed as the most honorable procurator, countless celebrities came to him every day to consult him, it is said that the Moro Academy on Rhodes Island had erected a bronze statue of him, and his new wife had come from her mother's house to serve him wholeheartedly, and he had no regrets in life.

So how can you abandon this qiē and risk standing in the same camp as Yurabela? (To be continued......)