Chapter 15: Incitement - Seeking Votes
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Besides, as the leader of Rome, he couldn't do it so blatantly in front of everyone's eyes to openly intercept and kill the other party.
Antony and the others returned extremely quickly, and it took only four days to return to their garrison in Gaul.
Although Warrenos had recovered most of his life, Anthony resolutely prevented him from getting up and instead carried him back to the camp.
The 13 Corps was again sensational.
This time it was not a thief, nor was it a trumped-up frame-up, Antony, who went to the Roman Senate to give a speech from the 13th Legion, was attacked on the spot, and Warrenos, a brave general, was seriously injured in order to protect the lord!
The depth of Pompey's hostility to the 13th Army is already Sima Zhao's heart, and everyone knows it.
In the big tent of the barracks, the atmosphere was dreary.
Caesar stared at Antony's wounds, Antony and him were a pair of good friends, after looking at each other, he naturally understood, glanced at the Roman generals, and sneered sarcastically: "This time I returned to Rome, and I finally opened my eyes." β
The eyes of the generals were on Anthony and listened to his opinions.
Anthony gasped for a moment, closed his eyes and said something unexpected to the generals: "Amrius, you are the second son in the family, right?" Your eldest brother inherited your father's position as the patriarch? β
One of the generals was a tiger-backed Roman nodded, this is a well-known thing, there is nothing to hide, but what is the use of Antony saying this? His father had already used carrier pigeons to deliver messages. Tell yourself that you must not rebel against Caesar.
Anthony opened one eye and smiled: "I heard that your father intended to let you go to your half-brother and be his secretary?" Why don't you go? β
Amlius is also a strong general, and his voice is like Hong Zhongdao: "I don't want to pin my fate on others, I want to use my own martial arts to fight a world!" β
Anthony smiled: "You are indeed good, although you are a famous family, you started as a centurion, and you have become a deputy commander with a little merit!" In the battle of the Gallic royal court, you led your army to break through the right flank of Gaul. Kill King Brenus of Gaul with his own hands. Champion the three armies! It's all your own ability and credit! β
The generals looked at each other, believing that Antony would trumpet Pompey's hostility to Caesar and the legions, stating Caesar's kindness to them, and calling them to rebel. If that. They had already received orders from their families. Will not obey. After all, they are not what they used to be. People are realistic.
Who knew that Anthony actually told them that everything he earned was earned with his hands, so what did it have to do with Caesar?
Caesar bowed slightly, closing his eyes and saying nothing. Seems to completely agree with Anthony's statement.
Anthony smiled: "But after you arrived at the 13th Legion, you followed Caesar without missing a profit." You attacked dozens of walled cities in northern Gaul, slaughtering them first and plundering them, but you didn't even hand over a single ore! I've been to the 13th Legion, and as many as 300 of the legion's carts loaded with baggage are your personal belongings! It was filled with gold and silver treasures plundered from the Gallic royal court, worth millions of ores! I remember when you came to report for duty, the dad who didn't look down on you only gave you a donkey! You almost came to Gaul bare-ass! β
Amrius's face turned red, and when he saw that he was about to have a seizure, Anthony laughed and said, "Don't be angry, I didn't mean to expose you, nor did I want to settle the old accounts of slaughtering the city and plundering with you." As I have said, these are your dues, and I declare on Caesar's behalf that no one shall touch a single son of thy Amrius' goods! β
Caesar opened his eyes and smiled approvingly: "In the name of the Lord God of Heaven, I declare that your wealth is absolutely legitimate. β
Amrius was ecstatic in his heart, this rich wealth was the most uneasy thing in his heart, and after obtaining Caesar's personal permission, it could be regarded as whitewashing.
Anthony then pointed to another handsome young man: "Deputy Commander of the Legion of Sipia, you are the fifth son of the Sipia family!" One of the three most noble founding families of Rome. β
Sipia nodded proudly. The position of the Sippian family in the Roman military and even political circles was extremely transcendent, and two military gods, Sippia the Old and Sippio the Younger, appeared to turn the tide in the Second Punic War, defeat Hannibal, and save Rome.
Anthony smiled: "But although your Sipia family is a famous family in Rome, but the family population is large, you are not useful at home, originally the old Sipia wanted you to become a clerk!" β
Sipia's face turned red, and now that he was in a high position, he naturally couldn't listen to this harsh "clerk" position.
Anthony smiled even more happily: "But you kid can do it! Now the tens of thousands of bars (Roman unit of measurement of land) of fertile fields in the north of the city of Marseille in Gaul, the tens of thousands of slaves you have captured, and the more than 1,000 Gallic dolls you have snatched, I am all red-eyed when I see it! If you go back, I'm afraid that the wealth of the entire Sippia family, plus the position of the legion leader taken away by your eldest brother, will not be in your eyes! β
Xipia couldn't help but smile proudly, this son, who was not welcomed at home, relied on his own hands to make a big family property and the status of deputy commander, and it was also beautiful to go back. He waited to see the wonderful expressions of his father and eldest brother.
But Sippia finally couldn't help it: "Your Excellency, Commander, what do you mean by this, to tell the truth, my family has ordered that I am not allowed to participate in the war against Pompey. I'm just afraid it's hard to disobey orders. β
Anthony's smile gradually faded and said, "Everyone, you are now rich and rich, and you are even rich and rival the country!" Of course, Caesar and I got the most! Whoever returns to Rome is the richest and most powerful! β
He said calmly: "But, those guys in the Roman Senate don't want us to bring these huge riches back at all!" β
The generals were in turmoil, and now they only cared about enjoying the vast wealth they had so desperately plundered. Anthony hit their home for the spot.
Sipia was unconvinced: "The spearhead of the Roman Senate is Caesar, what does it have to do with us generals?" Again. How dare he force us all back? β
Anthony stood up with a thud and yelled, "You don't have a long brain! If Caesar was sent back to Rome by Pompey and exiled! If the legion is controlled by a successor sent by Pompey! You stupid cats don't fuck Caesar, you don't have legions, you're left with the riches of a country! It's like a ten-year-old child holding a gold brick to swagger through the market! Do you wonder if Pompey and those greedy old fellows in Rome will let you be this rich man with peace of mind! β
The Roman generals turned pale, listening to Anthony's roar: "If you are still that penniless bullshit, of course no one will take care of you, but these hundreds of truckloads of gold and tens of thousands of acres of fertile land, can you move away?" Don't dream big! β
Amlius was still unwilling: "Our family will oppose ???"
Anthony looked up to the sky and smiled: "Your family? Will you give this wealth to your big brother, your father, and your family? β
Amylius shook his head resolutely, jokingly. At the beginning, I was not welcomed. It's all earned with all the hard work. The Romans valued personal struggle, and personal belongings were not handed over to the family.
Anthony nodded: "They also know this, so since this money has nothing to do with them, why should they defend you?" As long as you don't be enemies of Rome. It's good to involve the family. Who cares if you live or die in the side branches of your family? β
The faces of the Roman generals. Each one has turned the color of a pig's liver, and the fear of losing everything has been transformed into boundless anger. 8 years of plundering the wealth of rival countries. How can you not let them be angry in the blink of an eye?
Antony threw out an open letter stamped with Pompey's seal: "Maybe you still have luck, look at this big-character poster against Caesar!" β
The generals watched, and it was clearly written: "In order to settle the crimes of Caesar commanding the 13th Legion and other troops to slaughter the city in Gaul, plunder, and privately divide the land, the relevant wealth must be returned to the Roman treasury." β
Now there is no doubt that Pompey did have the intention of taking the wealth of Gaul for himself!
Everyone's eyes are green!
It was a kind of hungry green eyes of wolves!
That's the resentment and unwillingness of being taken away from his desperate huge wealth!
Antony said angrily: "When Caesar conscripted troops to march into Gaul, the troops were insufficient and the risk was extremely high, and it was the Senate that apportioned them to each family, and they had to send their direct children to the war. To put it mildly, you are all cannon fodder sent by the major families of Rome to send them to death, but the children who value it will not be sent here. Over the years, many people have died tragically under the sharp axes of the Gauls! But now ,???"
He laughed at himself: "Unload the mill and kill the donkey, cross the river and tear down the bridge, and land the peaches ???"
"But," Anthony breathed a sigh of relief, "you are still saved." To go to a military tribunal and to the guillotine, it is Caesar's business, and I am not qualified. As long as you are willing to give up everything you have in your hands, including status, gold, land, slaves, and beautiful women, bare-assed, and with your hands raised, you can return to Rome safely, and do your promising position as adjutant and clerk, and you will surely die in a warm bed in poverty but safety! β
All the generals roared: "We have fought so hard to defeat Gaul, why should we hand over everything!" Caesar, take us to the rotten gluttons of Pompey!"
"Back to Rome! Slaughter Pompey! β
Caesar let out a long sigh, and finally opened his eyes, showing his exhaustion: "Everyone! Pompey has declared me the enemy of Rome's fatherland, so why should you stand in opposition to Rome and your family for the sake of this moment? That's it, that's it, I've written a book, I'm ready to accept Pompey's terms of peace, and I'm going back to Rome, and I'm going to give up all the gains and glory of Gaul, and I'm going back to be judged as a sinner. I think that with my more than 20 years of service as a Roman warrior, fighting in the north and south, and with the fact that I had been a close comrade-in-arms of Pompey after all, for the sake of my miserable Yulia, Pompey would not refuse the request of an old man who was not a threat to save his life and the most shameful face. These ???"
He waved his hand, and a group of big men walked in carrying the box: "Inside is the huge wealth I have plundered over the years, about tens of millions of Orlei. You have been fighting with me for 8 years, and there is nothing left for you, so these will be a little legacy for our comrades. β
The generals looked at each other, and finally someone burst into tears and knelt on one knee: "Your Majesty Caesar!" There are no bad seeds in the 13th Legion! We would rather die standing than live on our knees! β
"The ProvenΓ§al legions are willing to follow the invincible Caesar to hell!"
"We're all civilian knights. We must not give in to Pompey, the national thieves who represent the interests of the aristocracy! β
At this time, no matter which faction, no matter which family's descendants, their interests are highly aligned!
How can the wealth of a country that is as rich as that of a country become empty in the blink of an eye?
How can the glory of conquering Gaul be surrendered?
How can a high-ranking and powerful military power be controlled by others?
How can a brave and warlike army be bound?
In a word, whoever wants to rob Lao Tzu, him!
Watch as one. All in one. Caesar bowed slightly, the military heart is available, this trip to Anthony's mission is well done!
The generals were furious. For a while. I heard the barracks fryer.
Outside, the mountains roared like a tsunami: "Caesar! "Caesar!" "Caesar!"
Caesar proudly took Anthony to pull out the tent. Pushing away the guards, I saw that the entire legion was fully loaded, fully armed, shields and armor like arrays, spears like forests, bows and arrows wound, sharp blades unsheathed, 13 legions, Provencal legions and several other legions. Tens of thousands of Roman troops have already knelt in front of Caesar!
"I am willing to follow Caesar, the invincible conqueror of Gaul, fight back to Rome, eradicate the thieves, calm the troubles, and maintain democracy!"
At this time, the sun shone on Caesar's armor, and this broad-waisted and fat conqueror was bathed in the glory of ten thousand battles, accepting the roar of allegiance from these tens of thousands of tiger warriors, majestic and majestic, like a god descending from heaven!
Octavian looked at Caesar's infinite glory, his eyes were full of brilliance, and in his young heart, the surging ambition had quietly sprouted.
His tiger eyes widened, and he waved his hands: "Soldiers! You are all dedicated Roman citizens, for the country, for the family, for the glory, for the promise, to come to this barren land, to deal with those bloodthirsty barbarians, many of your comrades who have spilled their blood on the battlefield and fallen on the battlefield, whose names are not even known to the city of Rome! Now that the aristocracy has taken control of the Senate, Pompey has restored the nobility to an absolute majority in the Senate! He has expelled the tribune who protects civilians! He's going to disband our legions and take our booty! You say, 'What should we do?' β
"Kill! Kill! Kill! β
Caesar waved his hand: "Soldiers to Rome!" β
With Caesar's order, several Roman legions set fire to the walled city of Gaul, rose up, put all the heavy baggage in the rear, and rushed forward with light troops. Because Caesar used his soldiers like a god, and the legion was the elite of the long-term battle, it advanced quickly, destroying all the way.
Pompey was caught off guard, and he didn't have time to gather his legions. To say that this giant who controlled the Roman Republic, although he controlled dozens of legions, they were all distributed in Spain, Greece, Syria, North Africa and other areas he actually controlled. He had no choice but to abandon Rome, hastily take the Senate and the nobility, and flee to Greece.
Caesar's forces were only thirty miles from Rome, and Antony sent Volonos and Plo to form an advance force led by the Ubian warriors to assess Pompey's defenses, but it was strictly forbidden to burn, kill, and plunder. He also gave Volonos a proclamation to the Roman populace to appease the restless populace.
Volenos said: "Since the age of mythology, no Roman legion has entered the Eternal City to fight in Rome." According to Roman tradition, no heavily armed soldier could cross the Tiber and enter this fabulous city. The task you have given me is unreasonable and unbelievable, and I am afraid that Mars, the god of war, will not protect me. β
Antony looked at Volonos speechlessly, a Roman officer who was impeccable in terms of personal bravery, dedication, and command of operations. But just this elm pimple head is old, when is this, when do we meet each other, and we have to take care of this Roman tradition? Antony exclaimed: "If we fail and leave a stench for 10,000 years, this is the evidence of the crime, and if we win and become the masters of Rome, and history is written by us, it will naturally be nothing." β
Caesar was silent for a long time, and finally said quietly: "I admit that maybe you are right, but how can my fate be decided by a thief of the Roman Senate?" I only ask that my legal rights be pursued impartially. β
Warren North nodded, and finally chose to obey the order. He chose Plo as his deputy, and went to Rome with 300 Ubian warriors and 100 cavalry of the Roman 13th Legion, as the vanguard of the army's advance into Rome, carrying out reconnaissance missions.
But Octavian, the son, was not willing to be lonely, and he also had to follow Volonos to Rome. Caesar disagreed at first, but Octavian gave the example of Caesar having begun to fight on his own at his own age. Caesar was very pleased, thinking that he could not let his heir always hide behind the safety of the battle array, so that another 10,000 years of training would be a fool, and explained that Octavian was only allowed to observe the battle, not to go into battle in person, and ordered the four guards Kirk to follow to protect the young master's safety.
Kirk and the others don't care, according to the plot, this reconnaissance mission can be called devastating, and Pompey's side is now panicked. Since Pompey could not mobilize enough men to recruit enough legions in time, he had quietly evacuated the city of Rome with the nobles. Rome, in fact, was already an undefended city. In this way, if Octavian could follow the vanguard into Rome first, it would be of infinite benefit to his prestige and political career.
So, under the leadership of Volenos, this cavalry vanguard was the first to set off and advance into Rome.
After several days of rushing and interspersing, sure enough, due to Caesar's very rapid military action, coupled with the long period of peace, the Roman Republic almost did not station the main army in the Apennine Peninsula, this anti-water attack caught Pompey by surprise, and traces of hasty retreat can be seen everywhere, that is, there are no troops to stop them. (To be continued......)