"Anyway, we need to get an agent to do this!" Seeing that no one came out to make a specific plan, Si Pinzel simply made his attitude clear, and the "agent" seemed to be much better, anyway, someone did the big thing on his behalf.

At this moment, this group of patriarchs reopened the conversation, and some said that they could imitate the death of Romulus back then, and everyone used the purpose of the assembly to trick Caesar into going to the Temple of Love or the Temple of Fire, and collectively stepped forward to kill him, chopped up the body, and then we transported the pieces home and buried them alone, so that even if his henchmen wanted to pursue the murderer, there was no way?

"Are you stupid? Caesar was always accompanied by three hundred heavily armed guards, half of whom he had selected from among his elite soldiers, and half of whom were Spanish and Gaulic barbarian youths who had volunteered to follow him. After explaining, Si Pinzel scolded the other party for being a fool.

"Then, while Caesar is on his march, declare the country in a state of emergency, and send men to take over his army, and then send an envoy to imprison him." At this time, Luga was determined to follow the example of Marius against Sulla and deprive Caesar of his legions.

Banks applauded again and again, and said, "This plan is perfect, and the task of going to the Legion camp to take over will be handed over to you, Your Excellency!" Suddenly frightened Luga's face was so frightened that he could no longer make a sound, and finally the senators groaned and could not think of a suitable way to come out, and when everyone was at a loss, it was the lawyer Aetius who sneered and proposed a method that seemed to work, but was very dangerous. Use a surrogate. But by no means on our side. Instead, they took advantage of those closest to Caesar. ”

"Who is it?" Many patriarchs asked with surprised expressions.

Then the leaders understood and stumbled into some dark corner of the Temple of New Love, while the rest of the patriarchs turned their heads and looked around cautiously, and then dispersed in the direction of the street of their respective mansions.

"Now Caesar had just killed Pompey, and he had about 80,000 veterans in all parts of Italy and the rest of the colonies, and these men were his strongest supporters, just like Sulla. This man is only now so unscrupulous, so the biggest dilemma now is not the question of whether to kill Caesar or not, but even if we kill this person, we can't shake his power, once his deputies encourage the veterans to attack Rome, we and our family will be wiped out. "But we can't rest on our laurels, Caesar has reached the pinnacle of power, and the Senate and the people are not in his sights at all, once the Parthian expedition is victorious." When he returns to Rome, no one will dare to fight him, and he will rule the country as the emperor of the East. Use slaves and soldiers as cronies, ride on the heads of nobles as prestige, and then we will be worse than dead! ”

Aetius's words moved everyone present with grief, and some of them were full of emotion and even cried.

"Don't cry!" "As far as I'm concerned," said Pinzer, "even though Caesar had helped me pay off my debt of forty million Cesses, I had no benefactor at the national level, as a citizen and a chosen father. Then he took out his dagger, cut his wrist, and said in a deep voice, "As the leader, I ask everyone present to swear to keep Aetius's plan for the future." ”

"My plan is to kill Caesar, but keep all his decrees for the time being, as long as it can prevent him from destroying the republic further, our Senate will not take it seriously with his henchmen alone, not to mention that we will disintegrate and divide them with greater sincerity, so that most of them can be used by me." "As far as I can see, the most loyal to Caesar are his assistants who have been promoted from below, including Panza, Hezius, Lybidaeus, and Igius, but most of the nobles are dissatisfied with his policies, and this group has feelings for the Republic—and I have recently received this information." ”

As he spoke, Aetius's eyes flickered, and he stretched out a strip of cloth, and several elders leaned over to look, "Cassiyo, Brutus, and Dehemoth." ”

"Hmm." Aetius immediately put away the strip of cloth, "They are planning a small group, of which Cassiillo is the mastermind, and they urgently need the Senate to give them legitimacy after they do it." ”

"We can give, but it is not clear how determined this group is, and in this year's elections, under Caesar's control, Cassiillo and Brutus are appointed arch-lawyers, and Dehemos is either an envoy of Sicily or an envoy of southern Gaul." Banks, who is familiar with the inside of the official position, is a little worried.

"It's Beyond Gaul, and it is estimated that Shan Nan Gallic will be given to him after the end of Brutus' term of office." Apparently Aetius was more familiar with the situation, "The lottery is completely insignificant to Caesar now, and perhaps in two or three years he will cancel the procedure and assign his minions to the provinces more freely - now you should wonder most about whether this small group is reliable or not, and whether it is worth our lives to bet on it!" But believe my friend, although Cassiyo is the mastermind, it is Neribrutu who is the spiritual core of the whole group! ”

"Brutus, Brutus, that bastard of Caesar?" Luga almost burst out laughing, but his action tore at the wound on his finger, and he immediately frowned in pain.

"Don't talk nonsense, now is not the time to play with these frivolous word tricks, to put it simply, our 'agent' is Brutus, what do you know about this young nobleman?" Aetius interrupted Luga's rude words and continued to ask.

"A strange man, who had served as treasurer under his uncle, close to the province where I served, who had signed a contract with the Ephesian group of taxmen to collect taxes on behalf of Cato the Younger, and then, at the end of the year, when someone could not pay his debts, he himself took the sword and the soldiers with him, and put the debtor's family on the slave market and sold it." A patriarch named Casca, who had supported Caesar, recalled, "In short, what he thought he should do, he would do, not for reason, but for reason, that was the man." ”

"Then Brutus must think that it is his right thing to do now to slash Caesar." Aetius patted the man's chest, indicating that he would have to do it immediately.

About half a market day later, on the occasion of Diana's Day on the 13th of August, the gates of the Roman Piazzale de Mars burst open, and the veterans, dressed in red cloaks and armed with great spirits, stepped into the streets of the city with neat steps, and they sang in unison to everyone:

"Citizens, send your wife to the house and hide it, because the bald man is coming!" (To be continued......)