"Yes, Posia, I can protect you, and your husband Brutus, if I guess correctly, he must now be running to the city of Pera in Macedonia, where Caesar's military resources of three thousand talents were stored during his lifetime, and a large group of radical literati with high eyes and high spirits and full of democracy and freedom centered on Athens, can form a legion." After Li Bida said this, his tone became softer, and he said to Pothea, "You can temporarily move to Prima, or the quieter Apilon, and ask Porti to accompany you, because my house and her are now owned by Leo and Vivia, and I may have to retire after the expedition." ”

"No, I'm not going to Apilon, I'm here, not going anywhere, what if Brutus can't find me when he returns, what then?" "I heard that Cornellia, who had lost her two husbands, was still in the cemetery outside the city of Afrigautica, and I envied her, but I am not her after all, I am not so strong, my father is dead, my sisters and brothers have separated, and my husband has become a public enemy again—I cannot leave the seven hills, and I am willing to stay here, watching this barren garden, and the silted eaves, quietly waiting for Marcus, waiting for his return, Give this place a new lease of time. After saying that, like a blind man, Bocia suddenly hugged Li Bida's waist and legs, "Marcus. Will Brutus die? He was a poor man who abandoned his wife, had no children, and killed his adoptive father. Evicted by his mother and stepfather. I don't hate you anymore. You may laugh at me for being the only one left in exchange, but as long as you can be Brutus's friend, as long as you are willing to help him, even if he is really unlucky and dies on the battlefield, you can send his skeleton back to this garden. With that, Portia began to cry, and Potty hid her face and wept. The whole hall and the garden in front of it echoed with the mournful cries of women.

Li Bida was also speechless for a long time, just holding on to Bothia's constantly shrugging shoulders, listening to the monotonous hissing of autumn insects outside, and finally said to Portia in a dumb voice, "Brutus will not die, I promise you, but you have to be good, I respect your decision, and tomorrow Porti will bring people to accompany and protect you." This courtyard should be brought to life before Brutus returns, and I will arrange for the craftsmen to repair it. ”

In the early hours of the next morning. The sound of the military shoes of the Thirteenth Legion suddenly stirred in the streets of the city of Rome, all the towers, the various fortresses were lit up, the whole city was shrouded in slaughter and ominous, it is said that dozens of senators have been imprisoned in the dungeon, so Li Bida handed over the task of staying behind after the expedition to the Thirteenth Legion, which he trusted, and the chief centurion Polo was fully responsible.

The officer of the City Legion was the first to be angry, even if it is a miscellaneous fish, it is also honorable, and the Thirteenth Legion is too deceitful! But just as they were about to give the order to resist, they were blocked by the soldiers, and then the captain of the legion was familiar with the road, and handed over the roster of soldiers and orders, as well as the ledger of baggage and materials, to Polo's hands, and then the soldiers of the city legion came out in a neat formation, and accepted the reading of the brothers' team, and then Polo walked in with the rest of the centurions, and found that their camp and fortress had been swept away with dust and garbage, and all weapons, whether daggers, shields, or javelins, They were all neatly stacked on the racks, the horses, mules and goats in the barns at the back were lying or sitting in an orderly manner, hay had been added, and even the drains had been dredged.

"Very good" Polo thought for a long time, and could only come up with such a word to describe his mood at this time.

The Thirteenth Army Corps completely took over the defense of the city, and then Li Bida and the other three legions crossed the Etrunia region and headed towards Shannan Gaul.

By this time Antony had retreated ten more Roman miles, and had almost reached the border of Liguria, and had searched for a strip of hills, forests, and streams, set up barricades and small bastions in the streets, and then "encircled" all the three remaining legions in his possession.

However, there were no unventilated walls, and soon the Eighth and Eleventh Legions were also strongly unstable, they were brewing all day long to "hijack" Anthony to surrender, and finally even within the Fifth Legion, there were centurions who were plotting to defect and sell the commander-in-chief, so Anthony gathered everyone and stood on the podium to ask if someone was planning a conspiracy against him, but the answer was only a boo from the audience.

"You should remain loyal to me, and I am willing to add a bounty of one hundred dinars to each of you." Antony cried out, "Now you must know that the one who received the Senate's edict and continued to crusade against us was Dehemoth, and that Caesar's murderer became the lackey of the Senate's falcon, which just proves that my actions are infallible, and to follow me is to follow Caesar's legacy." ”

Perhaps it was these words, coupled with Leo's "unwavering abandonment" of his father Anthony, that finally saved the team from falling apart, and the centurion and the soldiers finally reluctantly swore a collective oath once again that they were willing to obey Anthony's command.

Antony then sent a letter to the Ligurian city-state, asking for reinforcements from the state's army, as Octavian did.

However, both letters asking for help were withheld by General Itassos, and they were not even read at the meeting of the elders of the state - everyone was waiting for the arrival of Li Bida.

There was only one person with a very complicated attitude and mood about this waiting, and that was Young Caesar, who was standing melancholy on the south bank of a wide river outside the city of Mutina, watching a small boat slowly sail from the opposite side.

There was a token officer standing on it, holding the paper of Dehemoth, and then several horsemen stepped forward to prevent the ship from docking, and the token officer stood at the bow of the ship and read to the young Caesar: Dehemoth thanked the young Caesar for his reinforcements, and asked for a secret security with the young Caesar somewhere, but after an open and honest meeting, he could guarantee that the reason why he participated in the assassination of Caesar in the first place was completely bewitched by the evil spirits controlled by Aetius.

But whether it was the actual idea or the position he was in, the young Caesar rejected this qiē cleanly, and he said to the officer indignantly, "I only want to see the severed head of Dehemoth, as long as it is still turning around his neck for a moment, such a meeting cannot happen to the young Caesar!" ”

So the city of Mutina was locked in a triangular stalemate: Antony fled, Caesar the Young waited for relief from the treasury, and Dehemos was afraid of Caesar the Younger's attack and did not dare to pursue Antony on the orders of the Senate. (To be continued......)