"Those who remain on the battlefield must fight more bravely for those who leave the battlefield!" Tears glistened in his eyes, and he shouted at everyone with his sword in both hands.

Brutus and others drew their swords and prayed loudly for the protection of gods such as Minerva and Apollo, so that they would be invincible in Greece, the land that gave birth to all democratic republics.

Brutus then announced his decision in public, "Abandoning the assault on Bugalotum, leaving one legion in the camp and the rest temporarily withdrawing twenty Roman miles, to be carried out tomorrow without a vote—we have travelled through the region of Athens and Julipias, and the intelligence in the city of Rome shows that Lypita has sent many legions in separate ways, separated by sea and mountains, and that it is difficult for them to support each other, and this gives us the opportunity to break through, and I am determined that as soon as any enemy appears within our range of attack, They were to be annihilated without mercy—so they were to be gathered together with the men of Cassillo, and at once another legion should be sent back to Rhodes, and all of them should be captured, so that they could be ready to strike at the thief of the country. ”

However, this qiē seems to be late, in the Roman port of Ostia, the renovated "Calabia" quietly parked there, and the shipwrights who were rewarded with wine, meat and money were sitting in twos and threes in the warehouse of the river port, in the corridor under the old site of the Executive Yuan, happily gambling and drinking, "Matthias, Mecenas, you are quick with your hands and feet, give the map, sand table, ephemeris, star map and other things to the navigators, we must be fast, send troops in the spring, that is the spread of false news, I now certainly hope that Brutus will wilt and lose his troops under the city of Bougarotum. But completely pin the desire to victory on the stupidity of the enemy. It's not my character. Li Bida was dressed like an ordinary ship merchant. Behind him, several servants carried parasols, elaborate boxes and food boxes, and the people around him walked back and forth, but no one, not even his own boatman, recognized this as the authority of the entire city of seven hills, the high priest and chief consul.

Soon after, Li Bida stepped on the ladder and climbed to the deck of the Calabia, which was hoisting its sails. He looked back and saw that the lighthouse that had been erected for the little pigeons was still shining, and the freight, barges and pleasure boats that came and went on the canals were intertwined—the world of Rome had begun to emerge from the shadow of civil war and destruction and began to prosper again, "henceforth you will be happy to operate as an important but not the only metropolis in the world." Li Bida said this to himself, and then went into the cabin, where Matthias was waiting, and the high priest looked at the chart. Pointing to Malta, he said, "When you pass this island." I would like to stay for half a day. ”

Because of the bitter cold of the whole of Epirus and Corfu, and even the island of Malta, it was a desolate scene, and on the yellow-brown rocks, Turinus still went out for a jog at the same time as the soldiers' drills, and when he was done he sat down on the most protruding huge rock, looking out to sea, although it was customary for the patrol fleet to arrive at a very late hour, but since Turinus had copied all the poems in advance, he sat there to relieve the boredom of the days.

Soon in the sky, Turinus saw the mast, the sails, and the ship, and he tried to calm himself, for the hope of salvation was almost infinite and zero, and when the fleet came into view, and when he looked closely, Turinus noticed that the leading ship was hanging the sail of King Numa's portrait, and his heart sank, and then he jumped violently, and on it was Lybidaeus, or Leo, or someone else? Did you come here to release him, to exile him further away, or to kill him directly?

Turinus sat still, he wanted to struggle and run wildly, but where was there to go on this protruding headland? Holding on to the small trees and shrubs that grew in the crevices of the rocks, and with a frightened look, he rolled into the larger rock behind him, where he hid in a deep depression that he had discovered in his leisure time "visiting the island."

After discovering this place, he was like a little beast with a strong sense of crisis, "making a big fuss" in this natural depression, he first took advantage of the night, secretly put a few jars of water in it, and then put a walking stick and a few pieces of air-dried bread into it, "If someone comes to arrest me and kill me, I will hide here for the time being, tear my clothes and wrap them around the trunk of a tree, so that people mistakenly think that I jumped off a cliff and fell into the sea and died." Sometimes, Turinus also thinks that his actions are ridiculously stupid, and he thinks that Corinna, his sister, and Leo would have smiled kindly if he had done this before, but here, what can he do, what can he do? In the night, Turinus did not dare to roar and cry loudly, but could only suppress his low voice in the night, he was now a worthless beast, didn't he? Every once in a while, Fonteus, who was guarding him, would send a barber, and then the centurion who accompanied him would use a special chair, a chair with handcuffs and leg cuffs, to fix him completely, and let the barber take care of his insanely long hair and beard—good technique, to be fair, Turinus thought he was well treated, the barber was good, the prostitutes were good, the food and drink and even the books were sufficient, but the fear and insecurity in his heart grew, He was afraid that one day, he would really adapt to life on the island and die here like this, so what?

Turinus didn't dare to think about it.

And at this time, lying on the rock, he watched the ship with white sails slowly approach, but when it came to the shore, the ship stopped and stopped moving forward—the soldiers of the barracks ran up to the tower, shouting something at the ship, and some of them started a fire.

Li Bida slowly walked to the bow of the ship, and on the desert island between the surging seas, he saw a small dot, Turinus, wearing a brown tattered cloak, running out from behind the rocks where he was hiding, looking at him with extremely complicated eyes. At this time, the high priest's tears also flowed, he felt sorry for the young man Turinus, he couldn't help but think of the years when he was trapped in the barracks as a slave, but at that time he could still save himself, but Turinus was gone, and he would not allow the other party to have such an opportunity - sympathy is sympathy, but after the flood of tears settled, it made the thorn in his heart even more burning and painful.

"Take the dinghy and tell Sù Fonteus to give this boy this thing." After Li Bida finished speaking, he handed the word board in his hand to Mattia.

There is only one line engraved on it, which is "You give up." (To be continued......)