When the gang shouted trumpets, hunched over, sweat in the wind, and a white of salt seeping from their tattered clothes, they dragged the ship of Calabis out of the shallows, "Put me down." "Calabis, who had climbed down the soft ladder of the ship, jumped into the biting water, and staggered ashore from side to side, and Arminius and the others sat on it, panting, thinking that Calabis had come to settle the bill.

"The Legion's schedule is very tight, I'm going to the side of Yukexinghai soon, would you like to come along?" When Arminius took the money bag handed by Calabis, the appearance and voice of the other party who squatted down made him stunned, "Calabis, it's you!" ”

"Originally, we were also able to follow the legion and enjoy the great triumph after the war, at least a thousand drachmas as a reward, plus the land settlement of the colony. But the Jewish slave, Demetrius, had already arranged for reprisals, and just three months earlier he had inspected our garrison, and then impeached us against his master Pompey, who expelled us as commander and administrator. Arminius, who was on deck, took a sip of the heated wine handed by Calabis, then greedily hugged the glass and drank it feverishly, he had not touched a hot drink with alcohol for a long time, "Hey, Hebrida, say a few words too!" Your wife has written to you before, how Calabis is in the city of Rome, how did he do it to our family. ”

Under the re-unfurled kapok sail, Hebrida, who sat against the mast and held a clay cup in his hand, slowly turned his head to face Arminius and Calabis. He said, "Brother is not as short of money as you. Brother already has enough money to return to Rome. Do you know that brother weishenme is still with you? Pompey wouldn't let us get the Grand Triumph, so we snatched his and let him have to walk and get the most insignificant little Triumph. ”

"Highbrida, you want to get revenge on Pompey? Then we are on the same page. Opposite, Calabis' black hair fluttered in the sea breeze, "You know, though." In the past three years in the city of Rome, how much did your wife and daughter cost me? Do you think that if I send Fan Lunjuna to that kind of school, it won't cost you a year's military salary one day! Just as Highbrida was holding the cup and was about to mumble something, Calabis flew up and kicked the low-ranking centurion's cup away, startling the recruits and veterans around him, "Don't shout a few words and it's over, Highburida." Now it's me who hired you, a veteran ruffian who was expelled from the Legion, and Arminius. All of you here will have a present - I ask you to swear allegiance to me. ”

On the rocking and undulating deck, the veterans of Hybrida were silent, and Calabis put his finger up, and the ring on it shone brightly, "Now, the envoy of the Thirteenth Legion, the Roman knight Calabis. Gao Nerlius. Marcos F, I need your allegiance, or I'll get off the ship now. The veterans looked out into the endless black Yukxing Sea, and then several people staggered to the foot of the mast, kissed the ring of Calabis, and then hugged and said their vows.

"A half-ration, a gold chain, a low-ranking centurion of the tenth brigade, and an annual salary of eight hundred cesdes." When Arminius came up to hug him, Calabis whispered.

"Double rations, two gold chains, senior centurion of the tenth brigade, and an annual salary of 1,200 cesdes. Your woman and daughter owe me and you don't need to pay it back. Eventually, Heblida came up and took the oath of hug, Calabis said with a blank face, and then pushed him to the side, pulled the sail rope, and shouted to everyone, "Listen, I'm not the same tuna as before, and I'm not like Pompey." At least, in the group of the Tenth Brigade, I have the final say, and I will not be like Pompey who will rip off your gold chains and money bags, drive you out with your bare ass, and reduce you to the situation of being a slender man. As long as you perform well during your service, the rations and salaries are twice or even three times that of these recruits, and of course all recruits are the same, and the purpose of our war is very simple, don't you want to take revenge on that fellow Pompey in your heart, don't you want to take revenge on the Jew who is rampant when he gains power? Then in the kingdom of the Bosphorus, seize the dying Mithridates, and then wear an ochre-red cloak, hold the royal family of Pontus, in mint petals, triumphantly in the streets of Rome, and then look at the expression on the face of that guy in Pompey, I think it must be interesting! That guy who calls himself a general, how big can he be? ”

The veterans cheered in the splashing waves with their glasses raised, and then Calabis ended his speech with a solemn expression, pressed his hands on the bow railing, and carried everyone on his back silently, and poured a lot of vomit down into the water below—it was too painful to speak with his breath on the deck.

After a long time of turbulence, they finally ended their nightmarish journey at sea, they saw the city of Ponticabion under the morning sun, to the surprise of Calabis, he had always thought that the Bosphorus country was the same scenery as the steppes of South Russia, but he was wrong, there were Greek colonial cities here for a long time, and the coast and land were densely covered with stone mines, farms, pastures, and large and small towns, and the mountains were layered up, bathed in holy sunlight.

Guided by the lighthouse of the cliff, the ship sailed into the semicircular marble harbor, surrounded by the towers, all the Roman soldiers, changed into small boats, and docked in twos and threes, and in the square by the sea, the governor of the Bosphorus, Adiana's cousin Marcha, was surrounded by guards and generals, with small golden crowns, standing with their hands down, and warmly welcomed the arrival of four brigades of Roman reinforcements.

At the sound of the guard's horn, "Presumptuous, presumptuous!" I am the supreme commander of the reinforcements, Pabrius. Claudius, where is the toilet place, in the palace behind this tower? In the procession, a young officer wearing a cloak and a splendid helmet hurried in front of Marcha, and after asking a few questions, he hurried up the steps of the palace.

Seeing this, Marcha's inverted brow drooped even more, he was a very short man, with a nomadic face, his face was full of acne, and his beard was as thick as his father's, and he inherited the characteristics of the Persians.

When he saw Calabis standing in front of the Roman soldiers, he anxiously asked, "May I ask who you are?" ”

"I'm an envoy of the Legion, in charge of liaison between the Senate and the Thirteenth Legion." Carabis tried to be as specific as possible about his position. (To be continued......)