But Caesar's statement was not so mysterious, he was just right to all the centurions: "Forty years ago, when General Marius fought against the Germanic invaders, the Romans were as short as we are now, and we haven't grown taller for so many years!" The centurion laughed at the humorous and witty language, and then a feeling of shame ensued. After all, not every soldier who serves on the battlefield can accept this kind of ridicule calmly.

Didn't the little Romans rely on that kind of unremitting effort and drive to dominate the whole sea and land?

Seeing that his men began to bow their heads in shame, Caesar began to recount: "Our strong troops have been mixed in with a little dregs, like the soft soldiers of Rome before the Second Punic War, who refused to train on foot, rode comfortable donkeys and mules, had their luggage and backpacks to be carried by his dark-skinned servants, and had to be done by others to rub olive oil and roast meat, and now they are extinct? I don't think so, they still exist in the camp, first loudly advertised what Germanic people are nine feet tall and nine feet in waistline, you can measure it, this kind of person is square, how can it exist? But what makes people feel ashamed is that there are many well-educated children who have left the barracks and left their comrades-in-arms and officers in fear. But there were also young people who lacked battlefield experience but did not lack principle and courage, who chose honor and stayed in the barracks to continue their duties, but they were still afraid and hid in their tents during the day. Said that he was not afraid to fight with the Germans. But what about the endless Black Forest on the other side of the Renus River? That's how panic spreads. Now even the most experienced centurions and cavalry captains in our army refuse to move to battle.

What do I hear when I'm on patrol now? I'll hear the young warriors I was once most proud of, all of whom fought so bravely in Tijon Mountain, and now they gather together to hug their knees and sigh, and the snapping of stamps on suicide notes everywhere. There were also centurions who reminded me that as soon as we went to fight on the Renus River, the soldiers would abandon me, but I, Julius. Caesar always thought. I have been sincere to people all my life, and I have not coveted the money of a single Assi in the previous distribution of loot, so you should not abandon me, and you cannot do so.

You should be convinced that the Romans are the most powerful in the world, and that the barbarian inferiority was predestined two hundred years ago, and that it is not determined by physical superiority, and that they are always trying to imitate and learn the tactics of the Romans, but they are mistaken. This tactic can only be possessed by the proud subjects of the republic, once they imitate the past. It's not far from perdition. ”

When he saw that all the centurions, especially the low-ranking ones, had their eyes shining and began to show a desire to fight, Caesar smiled and began to elaborate on the most practical things, "Those scum who are usually greedy for pleasure, this time I will recover five times their attendance pay when they leave the barracks (Roman military law stipulates that legionnaires must pay a substitute payment for leave) to distribute to those who continue to be faithful to their duties." Moreover, I declare that the annual salary of the ordinary soldiers of all legions in the province of Gaul has been increased from the customary two hundred and fifty cesdes to four hundred and eighty, and that the amount of the spoils of war has been increased from eight per cent to twelve. ”

As soon as these words came out, the centurions in the audience cheered, although the soldiers in Rome ate food, relying on not at all the two hundred and five in that year (an ordinary manual worker in the city of Rome, a salary of six hundred cestrickens a year), but now the governor promised to double the salary, it is still quite psychologically pleasant, of course, the most important thing is the second half of the sentence, the increase in the distribution of the spoils, they have just finished fighting the Helvetians, each soldier has received at least five hundred cesdes, and tasted the sweetness, Once they were able to follow Caesar back to Rome at the Grand Triumph, each of them would receive between 1,000 and 2,000 dinars (equivalent to 4 to 8,000 sestries), and this happy scene was to be expected.

Seeing that the time was ripe for a decisive victory, Caesar lamented: "Originally, the affairs of the war in the barracks could not be made public, but now I do not want to hide this from you—after learning of the Gallic Congress, Aliovistus had decided to take force against the Republic, and they were approaching the border cities to upset the peace in Gaul. And I, on the other hand, will move my camp at the fourth outpost tonight to fight the enemy. After speaking, he looked at Rabinus with firm and sad eyes, "Dear Acting Commander-in-Chief, will you follow me?" ”

Rabinus nodded.

Then Caesar's gaze turned to Secrelius and said, "Will the Tenth Legion be willing to follow me", Secrelius patted his chest heartily and said that of course, the Tenth Legion was brought out of Lusitania by you, and you have to trust it.

Then, his eyes turned to Li Bida again, and asked, "What about the Twelfth Legion", Li Bida wanted to say peat, the Eleventh and Twelfth Legions were brought out by me, but his mouth said, "Our Twelfth Legion is willing to be the vanguard again, please rest assured, Your Excellency the Governor." ”

Now that they were all alive, Caesar made a stop gesture to the noisy centurions, and continued: "If there are seven, eight, ninety, and three legions, and eleven legions, by the way, the eleventh legions are also brought out of Lusitania by me, and if they don't want to follow me, I will go with the ten and twelve legions." Thank you, if we make it back alive, I will make the 10th and 12th Legions my Guards, and I will only stay in the camps of these two Legions. After speaking, Caesar ignored the hardships of the centurion and strode away, and the scene was to be played to be enjoyable.

At the fourth sentry, at about four o'clock in the morning, a few stars hung lonely in the night sky of Gaul, and Caesar, together with Reax, and Deviage, as well as Rabinus, Lypida, and Secledilius, walked out of the main gate of the main camp, and his servants were accompanied by only two legions, followed by the soldiers of the Tenth and Twelfth Legions.

But less than three miles after leaving the camp, the rest of the legions were fully equipped and lined up in formation and pursued closely under the reprimand of the centurions, and the commander on horseback was even more ashamed, and apologized to Caesar one after another, and said that his legion would always be loyal to the general and the republic, and would never do anything shameful to tarnish his reputation.

"Morale is booming." Caesar held his horsewhip and said triumphantly to the people around him, "Now it's time to discuss the route of the march." (To be continued......)