Chapter 82: The Dawn
History, has it changed?
Julia, it's time to wake up, right?
Grimes, it's impossible to go to the cross again, right?
Jon is dead, the sacrifice is over, the black fog has cleared, and there is one last thing left to do.
Duck snorted and gasped to his feet, staggering towards the betrayal coin not far away.
The last one, this one, was to be exchanged for the movement of Clemos's position and move him to a safe place.
Darke shuddered as he picked up the silver coin, ready to toss it.
"Bang. β
A crossbow bolt pierced his right shoulder.
With a shake of his hand, the silver coin rolled out of the way, circled a few times, and fell down.
A Roman centurion pushes a second bolt.
"Really...... Good archery ...... The Roma crossbow is a ...... without an aiming system"
A mist of blood erupted, and a second crossbow bolt hit him in the left shoulder.
Dark's arms were gone, and he hung his hands, barely balancing from side to side, and walked towards the silver coin with one bloody footprint at a time.
The third arrow hit him in the left leg, and Duck could no longer stand, and fell to the ground with a bang, and he used his shoulders to kick the ground with his right leg, step by step.
Julia tears rained down on those present: "Judas, Judas, arise, arise!"
The fourth arrow, piercing his intact right leg, pinned him in place, bleeding profusely.
Clifford Holmes took the case.
"The blood of the righteous, the blood of the hero," said Lius, "is always the one that cleanses sinners from their sinsβmuch more useful than the heads of more than two thousand ordinary men." I originally thought that the Julia were all scum, but now it seems that I was wrong, that Julia must be able to exist as a first-class subject under the rule of the Empire, and maybe in the future, there will be a chance to stand side by side with the noble Roma people, right? β
Clemos's lips trembled and he sat down tremblingly.
My disciple is carrying the cross of sin and punishment for me.
Duck let out a wolf-like howl: "Yulia, get up, get up!"
"Judas is a hero," said Leus, "but the Judas are unworthy," he shook his head, "not worthy of such a hero." Dark's consciousness began to blur.
No...... No more...... If you lose 99% of your physical strength and shed so much blood......
History has changed...... Will Crimus give up his resistance and be crucified?
Is it only mine that can wake them up? If I die, they are still numb?
Leus was scheming and would never spare the good men of the Julias, whether they were the Apostles or Grimus. Once Clemos died, it was a complete failure.
I've already gambled on my luck once, will it still be successful?
Duck looked up, and in a haze, he saw a sharp arrow cut a high parabola and fell from the sky.
It's all over......
Cha.
There was a soft thud.
The arrow was held by a large hand with silver steel finger gauntlets, and then it was broken in two.
"Lius, your lies are really not good!"
Someone stood in front of Darker and gently helped him up.
Dark's sight was full of brilliant silver, which was a pair of snow-white wings with a pair of gold-edged bright silver armor. The visitor wore a covered helmet and held a golden longbow almost the length of his body.
"You...... You are ......"
The visitor gently hugged Duck: "Judas, I'm sorry I'm late." You're doing a great job, that's good. β
"Save ...... Teacher...... Yourself, no...... Silver coins, give me silver coins......"
The man unfurled his huge wings, nearly five meters long, and led Duck to the obsidian pillar: "You take a rest first and see how I clean them up." With that, he roared angrily at the high platform: "Ninth Apostle, Gaio!"
Leus sneered: "It seems that you black sheep will not give up until you completely destroy your nation." β
"What nonsense! Leus, the heroes of the Julians will die, because they are mortal. You are very wrong to think that lies, tricks, and cruelty can control this nation forever! You are the sons of King David, the true masters of Jerusalem, and the nobles of the Romans, Julias, arise, arise!"
"It's useless, I made it very clear, all your struggles, whether violent or heretical, have all failed, you are a cowardly, weak, and lowly people who need the support of others to survive! What is the point of you Julia talking to yourself? Look, look at these Julia people you trust, they cower like cowardly rats! Julia is an inferior race with no future, this is the ultimate evaluation of a noble Roman army commander!"
Gaio angrily rebuked: "Stupid! Man is not an animal, how can he use blood to divide the high and the low?"
"It's a lowly protest, it's useless. β
"Do you still think you are noble, look at what you have done, and disgrace all the Romama!"
"The matter of Rome is not for you, a Jurian, to judge. β
"Hmph, you think your Romans are pure? Which pure Romans are blue-eyed?"
"The empire is too strong, the territory is too vast, a single pure bloodline Roman, it's already very rare, maybe there are still in the royal family?"
"Unfortunately, you have one in front of you. With that, Gaio took off his helmet.
He has black hair, black eyes, and no beard.
This is a typical physical trait of the pure-blooded Roma.
The audience was in an uproar, and Leus jumped up in shock: "Impossible! You, you must have dyed your hair! Soldiers, get rid of this fake Romama!"
Obedience is the first priority of a soldier. Without hesitation, the Roma soldier detained the crossbow in his hand.
Gaio raised his longbow with one arm, and all the arrows were still in the air.
The audience roared like a tsunami.
Gaio stepped forward proudly and said loudly: "Leus, if you keep talking about blood, then I will discuss it with you, your surname is Taxivus, which is the surname of a Galtic barbarian, and my surname is Ulysses!
As a member of the Colonial Legion, how could Leus be able to count the number of times he had the privilege of stepping into the Senate on one hand, so how could he possibly know the glorious names of the Republican period on the stone tablets?
Tisero, who was on the side, trembled and said, "It's Gaiyo, my lord, that name is also Gaiyo." β
"It's Gaio Gracchus Jr.!" some of the Roma soldiers excited, "It's Brother Gracchus, Tribunes!"
The Gracchus brothers were two reforming brothers during the Republic, they successively served as Roma's tribunes, and took various measures to protect the interests of the common people, especially the younger brother Gaio Gracchus, after his brother was killed by the Senate mob, he inherited his brother's legacy, insisted on reform, and even proposed to give all Roma allies the same rights as Roma citizens, and in the end, he also died at the hands of the Senate mob, fortunately the orphan escaped from Roma.
Later, the two brothers were ordained, and the orphan of Gaio Gracchus was adopted by the supreme governor of the republic at that time, and from then on, the surname became Ulysses.
Nearly a hundred years have passed, the republic has turned into an empire, but the name of the patriot never fades.
Duck, leaning on an obsidian pillar and gasping, burst out laughing.
Lao Tzu has a god teammate here!
It was an instant success!