Petnius, who had already made up his mind, contemptuously threw Tapsus aside, leaving only the archers and a small number of cavalry and artillerymen, and cooperated with the fleet to continue the blockade and strangulation, while he himself led the infantry brigade and rushed out of the camp with a high slogan of "feri".

In such slogans, Tapsus trembled, Lake Myknin trembled, the Libyan coast trembled, and the flames and sea water boiled and burned. Pompey's three legions were defeated, but many of them, reunited in groups by the reprimand of the commander and the honor of the eagle banner, and continued to fight bravely with Caesar's army, and finally fell one after another under the flying arrows and slings.

The front team of soldiers and horses of the Thirteenth Legion stepped on the corpses of men and horses on the ground, and met the former cavalry commander who had rushed from the camp in the southern corridor with his guards on the fork in the road, so they stopped and saluted, "Comrades, soldiers, it seems that the timing of your shouting feri is too late!" The soldiers of the Thirteenth Legion laughed and continued to pursue with their weapons in hand, and then Li Bida asked Peternius, "What is the will of Pompey's subordinates to resist now?" ”

The old lieutenant shook his head, saying that all he saw now was the countless corpses on the left and right of the previous confrontation line between the two armies, and our army had penetrated deep into the enemy's bulwark area.

"Then I will give you a task, maybe His Excellency Caesar can't bear to carry it out." Li Bida, who was on horseback, swayed and said.

"Obey the Chief's orders." Peternius replied without delay.

"Your Excellency Caesar, I don't want Pompey to be alive after this war is over." In the firelight, Li Bida's side face shrugged. Said softly.

Peternius said it could be executed. His thirteenth legion would follow in the footsteps of the five legions that preceded him. Wipe out any remaining enemy soldiers on the battlefield.

"Also, kill all the veterans of Pompey and the elders on his side, and do not accept any form of surrender." This was an additional order from Lybida, and then Turinus was very excited, and rode a mild-headed mule, and also caught up, so Lybida and Peternius nodded to each other knowingly. Then the latter quickened his pace and went to command the legion in pursuit.

"Please hurry up, guardian, I want to go with you to my uncle to celebrate his unparalleled victory." Turinus' face was flushed, he had only recently recovered from malaria and fever, and he looked scrawny but in good spirits.

"You're already familiar with the army's mules, Turinus." Li Bida looked at the obedient mule and said.

"Of course, it's a good sign that I'm riding it, because the name of this mule is 'Victory.'" Turinus said with a smile.

Now. The stars slowly faded, and the summer sun shone across the salt lake and land. The town of Myknin was also taken down by Caesar, and the remnants of the chief brigade of Pompey's 1st Legion who resisted it were all killed by the 15th Legion, and finally avenged the revenge of the arrow in the ambush of Kofinium that year, Pompey's most elite veterans showed the most unyielding Chengdù, all of them gathered in the corner of the broken wall, under the smoke and fire, everyone's corpses were squeezed together, and no one fell, as if they were standing, and all the arrows and feathers on their bodies, armor and shields were densely shot on them, from bottom to top, It was so unbearable for people with phobias to look at it directly, and the blood flowed out in a stall and gurgled in the ditch in front of the broken wall.

Pompey and Peletaeus, and all the guards, were found outside the town of Mykning, near the high hills of the salt lake, or rather, he did not want to flee at all, and the great general himself carried out several charges against the soldiers who surrounded Caesar, but the soldiers of the fifteenth legion all made a dense column and shot him back with pikes and bows, and on the last charge, the horse on which the senile Pompey sat was shot dead, and he was struck in the ribs, and his spear fell to the ground, and he himself sat on the stone, Peletaeus and several of the veterans, though their armor was almost shattered in the fight, still held their shields and guarded Pompey's surroundings, blocking other arrows.

"Did Rabinus escape? I'm sorry, Peletaeus, although it was agreed that you and Vibrius should survive, but he died too soon, defending the Eagle Banner, and now you are going to die to protect me. Pompey gritted his teeth and lifted his armor, the arrow was very deep into the flesh, and he couldn't pull it out for the time being, so he gasped and said these words, but Peletaeus in front of him was motionless, Pompey looked fixedly, the waist and arms of his old comrades-in-arms had been hit by five arrows just now, and the blood was dried up in an instant, because the arrows of the fifteenth legion were with barbs and grooves.

Pompey smiled bitterly twice, and then he slowly stood up with the long sword of "Alto Licus", which was also his glory, the trophy of Mithridates VI.

At this moment, several brigades of soldiers quietly surrounded the hill, and Pompey wrapped his cloak tightly and looked calmly at the bottom of the hill, where the corpses and soldiers were all on the ground, and soon Caesar, Lipida, Turinus, and all the generals came on horseback, guided by the bands and banners.

Caesar was at the bottom of the mountain, riding his horse, and looking at Pompey standing in the midst of the fireworks, and after looking at each other for a while, Caesar said, "From the beginning of the Rubicon, to Brindisi, and here, I have always wanted to have a conversation with you. ”

"Aren't you always talking with your sword? Now one side is probably going to shut up. Pompey said with a contemptuous smile.

"Ganeus, do we have to be like this? I believe that there are only people who are sowing discord between the two of us, and which noisy senators, Cruise, Sulpitius, Cato the Younger, Dumijuanus, etc., do not allow heroes like you and me to appear, you and I are both people who are jealous of fate and the gods of revenge, why should we kill each other? Caesar's words, not only to Pompey, but also to all the soldiers present, wanted everyone to understand what the meaning of this war was, not a struggle for power, nor to overthrow the republic, but only a great misunderstanding instigated by traitors, a conspiracy against himself.

Pompey covered the wound wounded by the arrow, made a laughing gesture, and said, "No matter what, even the brothers Romulus and Remus would turn their faces and fight each other, I remember there is a famous saying that brothers are enemies after all, isn't it?" Julius, don't complain about any fate, only the victors are qualified to do such things, and the losers can only accept it calmly - I have failed. ”

Pompey then saw Caesar's lieutenant Liberidaus, who was standing behind him, and laughed, and raised his hand to "Ottolicus" and said to him, "This sword of heroes should be in the possession of the man you know, and I do not wish to take it to the grave." (To be continued......)