The next day, the elite brigades of the two corps of Cassiio were arrayed on the beach, and then they went forward and stormed the narrow position, and the Lark and the Seventh Legion also linked their positions to each other, because there were fewer of them, and they formed a double formation without reserves. At this time, Macmillan's large warships leaned against the shallow water on the shore, all of them anchored, and using their ballistas and bows and arrows, they threw a rain of bullets that whistled over the heads of the soldiers on their own land, and smashed into the camp of the attacking Cassillo army.

Over there, the fleet that Cassiyo had left behind had also adjusted from last night's melee, formed a wedge-shaped formation, and pounced on it. Macmillan let his light Liburna warships circulate and be responsible for attacking and blocking them, and the current battlefield situation is sandwiched between the coast, and some brigades of the two legions of Li Bida and the fleet of the Purple Sail Pirates rely on each other and fight hard, while the Cassius side is constantly squeezing from the perimeter in an attempt to annihilate it.

As for the gains and losses of the city of Camillos, it was forgotten for the time being, and Cassiio himself, who was under the acropolis, with three brigades and a badly damaged fleet, stared blankly at the towering walls and towers.

Someone persuaded him to gallop to the outside position under his escort with the cavalry, and to supervise and command the corps to destroy Li Bida's ashore team.

"No, I won't go there, it's good here, I'll wait here for Li Bida to come." Cassiyo quietly crossed his waist, stood in the shallow water of the harbor, looked at the messy land and water battlefield around him, and replied very stubbornly.

At the time he said this, the high priest Lybidaeus was standing under the huge statue of the god Juno. Holding on to the small mast. Watch as the bow of the ship splits the white spray on both sides. Behind him, the purple sail embroidered with the portrait of King Numa was constantly changing the direction of the wind, "Against the wind, leave him alone, the Cyrene sailors on deck will use the spinnaker to solve this qiē, all the oarsmen must not stop, use whips and marijuana to alert or anesthetize them, I will arrive in the city of Camillos within today." The High Priest commanded Gable so succinctly, and Gable waved the flag again. admonished and then followed closely the light fleet commanded by Edangis.

The beat of the drums and the roar of the waves echoed each other rhythmically, and the oarsmen, chained to the benches, were naked, their arms protruding, and the corners of their mouths and faces were covered with seawater, wine, and sweat, but they could only shake the oars tirelessly.

In this way, even against the wind, the High Priest's fleet maintained a speed of seven centimeters in a day, and in the evening his banner appeared under the city of Camillos along with the fleet that densely covered the sea. Such. The whole battle was decided, and two of Cassillo's legions were thrown on the positions under the city. They were suffering heavy casualties under the attack of the day, and when they saw the High Priest's fleet and the following army coming, they all walked over, threw down their weapons, surrendered, and surrendered the camp.

In this way, Cassiyo remained there until he heard the noise and joy outside the city, and he actually understood in his heart that the two legions to which he belonged, although they were the most relied on by the Republicans, in fact, in the choice of life and faith, most people would still choose the former, and that the idea was once impassioned in speeches, but it had long lost its actual soil, it was not a crop under the feet of a peasant, a work in the hands of a craftsman, a blade and shield in the hands of a soldier, It's just a brightly colored flag.

Now that the last remaining banner is about to fall, if Brutus could have acted sooner rather than spend the precious winter in the wilderness of Epirus to fight that Agrippa - what's the point of talking about it now?

Cassiyo continued to stand in the water, took off all the cloaks and armor on his body, and threw them into the water, then he drew his sword and said, "It's all over, since the flag has fallen, and the standard-bearer has no reason to live anymore, Brutus, Trenkia, no matter what you do, I will never face Li Bida's face, that's it, if I kill Caesar, I will not regret killing any national thief, let alone be afraid." ”

Then he turned the hilt of his sword upside down, and with the blade of his sword to his mouth, he uttered the last Greek verse:

"Death is the best relief from pain."

With that, he drank the bronze blade, which pierced his mouth and down to the back of his neck, and then he stood upright for a few seconds in the dripping water, as if trying to continue standing for Lybidaeus to see, but this effort also failed, and he fell into the water, and the blood was scattered and floated in all directions.

The high priest then took the body of Cassiillo before Lybida, who had disembarked from the ship, and after the high priest had examined it, he took the blue cloak of his body and put it over his body, "cremating the body of Cassiillo, putting the ashes in an earthenware urn, and sending it to his wife Trenzia in the city of Rome, and then leaving half of it and giving it to Brutus in the city of Athens." ”

Next, the Lark Legion, the Seventh Legion, the Twelfth Legion, the Thirty-third Legion, the Thirty-fourth Legion, and the three legions of Lufio, in the next few days, all arrived at Rhodes Island with astonishing efficiency and speed, and the entire island became a large military camp.

In fact, now that Rhode Island has changed hands again, the situation has become very clear, and now people are concerned about nothing more than the topic of how the Republican Party will fall.

There were only three routes, one was a major landing at the Peloponnese, with Leo's frontal team, to flank Athens; One was to join up with the armies of the islands of Ryspos, Chios, and other islands occupied by Saab, and also to flank Athens; The other is to go ashore in Little Asia and eliminate Yurabela.

The High Priest chose the last one, which seemed inevitable, that Brutus' army would be blocked by the sea and islands, and that it would be useless, and that it would be possible to take the regions of Asia Minor and take in the rich cities there, for Eurabella now had only one legion, and it would be good to defend herself, and she was fleeing towards the province of Silesia, presumably in an attempt to get closer to the Parthian army.

"We don't have to worry too much about time, just send three or four legions to the area of Ephesus, anyway, the keys to Rhodes and other places are in our hands, and Brutus is trapped to the end. As for Yurabella, once he came ashore, he could choose cavalry to pursue him, and he would naturally be defeated, and his military talent was not to be feared. The High Priest said, and then he thought thoughtfully, "But this is Cicero's request, and if you can keep Eurabella's life, let it stay." (To be continued......)