Chapter 135: Desire
But today is different, although Caesar and Pompeii are legendary friends. But the surnames of the two people are completely different. Caesar's name was intimidating to these nobles. Fourteen years ago, the Macedonians attacked the city-state of Sagne. Lisus, king of the city-state of Saguene, appealed to the Roman Senate for help. The Senate granted Lisus's request. Order Caesar to rescue the city-state of Sagne.
Caesar led 12,000 soldiers across the Adriatic Sea to rescue the city-state of Sagne. In the Dalmatian region east of the city of Sagna, Caesar defeated the Macedonian heavy infantry corps led by Patel, capturing more than 6,000 Macedonian infantry. In order to solve the problem of insufficient food supply for their own regiments. Not only did he order the massacre of all prisoners of war to save food, but he also looted Macedonian villages and towns on his way south to replenish military supplies. The notoriety of the executioner soon spread throughout Macedonia and the Greek peninsula, as well as back to Rome, where people gave him the nickname of the punisher.
After that war, Rome appointed him governor of Aremiron in recognition of his exploits. The most Governor of all was harsh, almost cruel. His iron-faced ruthlessness made everyone shudder. He had hung the nobles of Aremiron, who did not obey his orders, on the city square and whipped them in public. Send rioting slaves to the colossum as food for the beasts. His cold-bloodedness and ruthlessness are well known. But his immense loyalty to Rome is unquestionable. His leadership and management talents are also outstanding. Aremillon has been the most stable region in the entire Roman Republic, with extremely low crime rates and abundant tax revenues. This is all thanks to Caesar's excellent management. The arrival of the butcher today made the people, who were accustomed to seeing Pompeii's friendly smile, seem a little restless.
Caesar strode behind the large walnut table, propped his hands on the table, and his eyes scanned the noble merchants in attendance. Everywhere he went, his sword-like eyes were filled with humility and awe. People bowed their heads slightly, not daring to say anything.
Caesar touched his short dark chestnut curly hair, which had been tossed by the sea breeze. His order was then issued word for word.
"Those of you who have a blacksmith's shop, henceforth cease all forging of iron pots, jugs, doors, ploughshares, etc.," he declared, "and you are only allowed to produce short swords, daggers, spears, javelin heads, shields, iron helmets, and all kinds of armor." All the products you produce will be purchased by the political axe, and I, as the agent of the political axe, the temporary consul of the Julius family territory, will pay for every item. All contractors who have signed contracts with the government to build military facilities will step up construction from now on and complete them by next spring. And these buildings need to be able to attack fiercely. And all the merchants and those who have trade abroad should concentrate on the preparation of military supplies, and do not waste precious time on such inconsequential trade as spices, purple dyes, cloth, furniture, etc. Any merchant ship carrying unrelated military materiel was to be confiscated and driven out of the port of Arethion. In addition, any male citizen between the ages of seventeen and thirty who has been recruited to fight north in the city will be incorporated into the city defense corps and receive formal military education, and from tomorrow my chief centurion, Metrius, will train these men on the grounds of the city. His eyes swept over the faces of the three hundred people, "Is there anything else you don't understand?" ”
Apparently! The instructions were so clear that they all exited the hall without any objections or complaints.
One early morning a month later, Bertick led the defenders of Patavien to the top of the city. Not far from their feet, the Roman legions of Antony, by Caantoni, had already formed battle formation.
The snow was still falling, and the Roman army in front of Bertick was murderous and ready to attack. He couldn't figure out why Rome had broken the tradition they had followed for an unknown number of years, and had suddenly come to him in the winter when it was supposed to be a truce. The defeat of two months earlier had not yet allowed him to recover, and another Roman attack was imminent, and this time it could be fatal. He constantly patrolled the city to check the implementation of the city defenses. Encourage these soldiers who have just suffered defeat, so that their self-confidence can be restored. The women also joined the city guards, seemingly weak and standing in the cold wind with weapons in hand. This reminded him of his own daughter, who fought two months ago, and father and daughter fought at the same time. During the battle, the daughter was not heard from. This saddened Bertick, who was the last child alive. All four of his sons died valiantly in years of confrontation with the Roman army. Now his only woman has also been lost. "Maybe she's been killed in battle," Bertick thought. His wife had also left him due to illness, and he fought alone until this last moment. The thought that he might die in battle flashed through his mind, but he still had some confidence in the defense of the city of Patavien, after all, the Roman army in front of him did not exceed the limit of what he could accept, and he had faced Roman legions several times his size. The caller had set out for Mediolanum two days earlier, hoping that he would bring back reinforcements.
With Anthony in command, Ferravis was much easier. He and his guards watched the battlefield from a small dirt slope behind the army. Anthony may be a bit arrogant, but his command is impeccable. His superb military talent allowed him to deploy so many troops in an orderly manner. A faint smile hung into Caesar's mouth, waiting for the moment of attack.
Yang Rui, who was beside him, asked Caesar with a smile: "Do you know what people want to pursue most in this life?" ”
Caesar asked, "Tell me, my friend!" ”
Yang Rui said: "Yes, people can only live a wonderful life by pursuing **." ”
Caesar agreed with this view, saying, "Am I now after my **? ”
Yang Rui said: "The Greek peninsula is much richer than the cold Gaul, you can live more wealth, with which you can achieve your **." ”
Yang Rui asked again: "Tell me, what do you want to do the most?" ”
Caesar was silent, he didn't answer, but the answer was already written on his face, Yang Rui knew, and he knew in his heart that his bewitchment had succeeded one step further.
Anthony galloped back and forth between the first and second columns of the regiment to make sure that the various battalions were in position. When he returned to his guard, Anthony was shocked by the sharp sound of an attack horn from Ferravis's side in the distance. Blood is flowing rapidly throughout the body. His resolute, angular face was instantly dyed red. He raised his dagger above his head and shouted, "Attack!" (To be continued.) )