"Now, even the Italian beasts have caves to live in, while the warriors who serve their country have no place to stand, and they wander around with their wives, sons, and daughters to ask for help." - Gracchus

In the bright wind and light, the Golden Bull Eagle Banner of the Thirteenth Legion, and the new flag of the Tenth Brigade: at the top is the iron hand of Catiline's relic, and below is the six silver rings representing the full formation, symbolizing the six hundreds, shining with brilliant brilliance.

"Your Excellency, it is a pleasure to continue to serve under you."

"It's time for us to go to Lusitania and show our skills."

"What is the Tenth Legion? They are like kidnapped by thieves in the cemetery, waiting for us to save them. ”

"Kill the barbarians, put their heads and ears in sacks as gifts for Saturnalia, and bring back the images of their gods as trophies. Our triumphal ceremony two years later, also needed fancy things to appear in front of the square of the city of Rome. ”

The pillars on both sides of the temple were full of flag bearers and centurions, who were clamoring one by one, and fist-clapping with the passing Calabis.

Milou and Tagus were now following Caesar in the Italian city of Ga, while Pop and Hortensius were still with him, and as for Highbrida, Calabis understood his family and sent him to the fortress of Pletes, where he became a veteran non-commissioned officer with a salary of 6,000 Cesdes, plus the 10,000 drachmas paid to him by Trielli for the redemption of the Eagle Banner before, this guy would be able to enjoy a godlike life without moving his nest for three years.

"The whole team, go to the port of Ostia!" Calabis ordered, and then touched the letter from Yulia in his arms.

At this time, the men and horses who followed Calabis. There were about four hundred hoplites. and three hundred lightly armed skirmishers. And there were no weapons at hand, the team lacked pack horses, the luggage was carried by the people themselves, and of course there were empty numbers of the six brigades of the Thirteenth Legion.

But when they arrived at the port of Ostia, they found the power and the terrible nature of the monster Crassus, whose extremely large fleet, full of oarsmen, shipwrights, and workers, was carrying baskets of vegetables, flour, knives, axes, iron hooks, garlic, wine, and other supplies onto the ships. These are all necessary things for HNA, such a huge amount of materials, Crassus seems to have his hands on it, he just gives an order, and there will be countless knights and owners to help him deal with any trivial and subtle processes.

"A man who can't even have an army is not worthy of being rich." This is by no means Crassus's megalomania.

Once on board, whether it's a light paddle clipper that acts as the avant-garde or a flat-bottomed transport that follows closely behind, all sail in a variety of colors. Arranged in an orderly manner in the shape of a huge sharp arrow, Calabis pulled the cable. Looking at the approaching land coast of the island of Sardinia, he did not forget Yulia's letter, but he was not a man of opinion, especially during the march, he told Crassus about it, and the reply was, as far as I know, Yulia is not a woman who can do things with personal feelings, and since she let you go, there must be a reason.

So Calabis replied, agreed on a date for the meeting, and then chose a small port near Oristano, and gave Pop the responsibility of guiding the army, so that the ships with goods and soldiers would continue without delay, and he would dock with the rest of the ships.

On the trestle of the small port, Yulia came to greet her personally, she rarely combed her hair and dressed up carefully, and sat in a relatively ornate sedan chair, Habaruka and a group of accompanying servants stood beside her, "I will not delay for long, come with me tonight." Yulia wore a woven blouse, but it seemed to have been bought by her, or a slave girl, because the iris pattern on it was indeed recognizable with the naked eye, which was the biggest difference from her DIY clothes.

Yulia cherished her words like gold, which really made Calabis a little misunderstood, but they did not go to the Ophilenu estate, but braved the night to continue towards the north of the Oristano plain, the little widow, no, at least his nominal wife now, did not say much along the way, but always looked at the vague road ahead.

It was about dawn that Yulia said to Calabis, who was riding a horse beside her, "Ahead is the city of Laconia." ”

The fields do not seem to be as fertile as those in the heart of Oristano, the hillsides are barren, the sheep are baated in the morning light by the shepherds and driven up the hill, which is called a city, but in fact it is a cluster of shabby houses, and there is a rather lively market in the center.

"It's called the camp because Laconia used to be a veteran settlement." Yulia continued to urge the carriage and horses, as she spoke.

"If you're not mistaken, this place has a lot to do with your grandfather."

Yulia on the sedan chair bowed, "Ophelenu is actually my grandfather's manor, but when our family came to Sardinia, the first place to settle down was here. ”

Later, Habaruka explained clearly, the old Li Bida followed Sula all his life, and later Sulla also settled his old subordinates in Laconia on the island of Sardinia, because when the big head soldier does not expect to retire, there will be fertile fields and houses for you, most of which are such remote and barren resettlement areas. And after the failure of Lao Li Bida's army, he fled to the Ophilenu Manor and never went to Laconia again, although there was a meaning of escaping in it, but it was also to not implicate the responsibility of the old subordinates.

Over the years, the veterans of Laconia have also had a bad life, their pensions are meager, as meager as the land there, and the big estate owners in the south of the island over there often manipulate the crop market and exploit them wantonly, if Yulia hadn't brought Calabis in person today, the adjutant general of the Thirteenth Legion would not have known that the rich and beautiful Sardinia still has this gray and miserable corner.

"Don't look at it, this city has a population of four or five thousand." At the gate of the Stronghold, Yulia looked at Calabis and said. Calabis understood that most of the city's inhabitants were her grandfather's subordinates many years ago, or Krien's disciples, and Yulia wrote to this purpose, and she wanted Laconia's "recruitment" as a means of reciprocating Calabis.

The edict of the consuls of the Senate to recruit troops was soon posted on the inscription pillar in the central square of Curia in the city of Laconia, on the pillar of the camp, and on the platform that was erected, Calabis and Yulia stood side by side, and in the mud and dust, the veterans and the younger generation who had just finished harvesting the wheat gathered curiously, and soon there were hundreds of them, many of whom recognized Yulia, but were suspicious of her past, and exchanged ears.

Yulia suddenly grabbed Calabis's hand and displayed the ring of King Numa, which represented the glory of the family, on his finger in front of everyone, "Today, the heir of the Li Bida family needs a reward from his disciples and subordinates. (To be continued......)