In the evening, the first convoys arrived from the direction of the port.

Dozens of horse-drawn carts laden with bread, bacon, fresh fish and, barrels and barrels of sour wine.

It seemed that a grand banquet at this time could indeed cover up the grief of the death of his comrades and celebrate the glorious victory, but these were not what Theodore wanted, or rather, it was not the same as it had been at the beginning.

There was a problem with the porterage at the port - that was his first thought.

But his job now was to greet them, because he was accompanied not only by the transport guards, but also by two groups of guys he had to see.

The priests of the temple, and the members of the Senate.

Like this "faithful courtier" who is now standing before Theodore.

"Your faithful courtier Herodotus salutes you, great Caesar!" Herodotus, dressed in a white robe with a meticulous smile, bent down slightly: "A wonderful victory, congratulations!

"If I had a choice, I would like Minerva to be with me!" Theodore chuckled twice: "So, may I ask ......"

"Although the goddess of wisdom is indeed very powerful, she still cannot compare with her father!" An old man in a wide hooded robe, standing behind Herodotus on crutches, immediately stood up when he heard Theodore's words, and shouted loudly: "With all due respect, Caesar, your words just now have a blasphemous connotation!"

"That's just a verbal joke, High Priest Flavi!" Herodotus explained, turning his head and smiling, "There's no disrespect, you're being a little mean." ”

"Moreover, even if there is a mistake, it is completely understandable, after all, our Caesar is only 16 this year, and he has just come of age, and many things need to be guided by us!"

"What do you think, Caesar?" asked Herodotus, looking down, and asked softly.

"Of course, there are many things that I am not able to solve now, and the priests of the Senate and the temple have given me great hints and helps, both in theology and in dealing with political affairs. Theodore smiled warmly: "I hope you will give me advice!"

"Duty, please rest assured!" the two bowed their heads in response.

"By the way, High Priest, I have a question for you!" said Theodore, smiling, "You must be very proficient in theology, aren't you?"

Of course, but that was for Jupiter's teachings, and many of the other teachings didn't cover much. Flavi replied, "You asked this suddenly?"

"Valens!" Theodore did not answer, and called out softly, "Go and get them ready!"

"Yes, Caesar!" Valence, bowing his head in response, immediately turned and left.

"High Priest Flavi, I think you should review your teachings again while you are doing so. Theodore walked up to him and whispered, "Because the mission I have given you will be used in the future!"

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Quietly, the soldiers formed a circle under the leadership of the captain, like the stars holding the moon, surrounding the six soldiers in the middle.

The brand-new uniforms lined them spotlessly, and they lay peacefully on the haystacks, yes, motionless, for they were too tired and needed a good rest.

"My lord, I think I need to reassert it!" Flavi hurried after Theodor on crutches, "I am a priest of Jupiter, and I am not proficient in other doctrines!"

"But you're a priest, aren't you?!" Theodore stopped abruptly and startled the old man with the white beard: "My soldiers died for Rome, and they need a priest to pray for them!"

"Your approach is merciful, but ...... They are followers of Mars, the god of war, not Jupiter!" Flavi explained depressedly: "Although it is a little unkind, if you want to pray for them, you should find a priest of Mars!"

"They are the warriors of Rome, the heroic spirits, the watchmen of all the Romans!" Theodore did not look at him, but walked up to Marcas, his hands clenched tightly in fists, and he still clenched his fists: "Pray for them, glorify them!"

"I see. Flavi let out a long sigh and did not retort, but stepped forward and got down on one knee in front of the six men.

Theodore took two steps back, stood in front of the soldiers, took off his helmet and raised his right hand: "Romans, salute your brothers!"

First the generals, and then the soldiers around them, one after another, raised their right hands with eyes that were not happy but not sad.

"My lord Jupiter, you are the source of light, the lord of heaven and earth, and my lord Jupiter, your kingdom sits on the firmament!"

"My lord Jupiter, please guide us forward, shelter and love your people, let the dead rest in peace, and let the living live live forever!"

"My lord Jupiter, show your mercy, rest their souls, and grant endless glory!"

"My lord Jupiter, please let our heroic spirits walk on your kingdom, bathe in your glory, let them watch over the land they guarded during their lifetime, and spread the trumpet of victory to ...... everywhere!"

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When night falls, the stars shining in the sky obscure the color of the moonlight, and all kinds of tents are lined up on the ground, and the lights shine brightly, as if they are connected to the stars on the ground.

But the beautiful scenery did not fill the bellies of Dio and his current men, especially when they saw the baskets of bread being carried into each tent, and they felt as if they had not eaten for days.

The smell of grilled meat and fish was in the air, spices and sour wine were tantalizing, and all the soldiers cheered loudly and cheerfully, celebrating victory and the joy of surviving, scooping large cups of red drink from the barrels.

Compared with the warm and bright bonfire of the camp, the prisoner camp next to it seemed to be another shijie, cold and dark, full of hungry eyes, but it was cowering and did not dare to move half a step.

The sounds of lamentation and convulsions echoed among them, and the delicious aroma only made them feel like they were in hell and tormented.

Dior was very distressed.

On the one hand, he really wanted to ask for some food for his past "brothers", so that he could also increase his authority, after all, these people didn't give themselves much face in the past. But he himself thinks it's impossible, as a captive, it's a blessing that these people can survive, do you want to fight for more?

Treat others with himself, Dior thinks he can't do it. Perhaps, after the other party's carnival, ask the other party to give some leftovers?

As for himself, Dio looked at the ornate sword in his hand, he didn't know what image he was in the young adult's mind, a slave leader, or a slightly eye-catching retinue?

"Soldier!"

The shouting order woke Dior and quickly stood up, where a man dressed like an officer was standing solemnly behind him, frowning and looking at himself.

"My lord!" Dior bent down cautiously, "Excuse me...... What are the commands?"

"It's nothing, just come and see, and pass Caesar's order by the way!" The officer tiptoed and squinted his eyes: "In addition, if you still want to continue to do things for adults, it is best to take care of this group of guys, and those who follow the rules can have food!"

"Well, I will, please rest assured, but ......" Dior said yes again and again, while raising his eyes to look at the other party: "However, when it comes to eating, is it possible...... After all, the brethren have ......"

"Caesar's order, you stand up straight for me, soldier!" The officer didn't listen to him at all: "Everyone gets half a bowl of broth, and a bread, do you hear clearly?!" After saying that, the officer waved his hand, and several coachmen led the two carriages over.

"This ...... Really?!"

"O merciful lord...... O merciful lord!"

“xiexie...... xiexie...... xiexie......”

"This ...... ......?!" Dior looked at these in disbelief, the tantalizing aroma of wheat and the boiling heat of the broth made his throat twitch incessantly.

In just a moment, it's like you're in heaven!

"Long live the merciful Theodore Julian-!!!"

"Line up for me, you idiots! If anyone dares to make trouble, Lao Tzu will be the first to kill him-!!"

What did Dio think, Theodore couldn't know this, in fact, he didn't need to, he just needed to know if this guy could do what he had to do, if not, it would be a big deal to change another one.

Theodore was not a successful ruler...... At least he thinks so, but at least he understands that the so-called loyalty has a price, there may be hatred for no reason, and there must be no love for no reason.

The cooks put the grilled haode sausages and pork on large round plates, lined with fresh fruit and spices, and brought them to the large tent of the Chinese army, where the brightly lit tents were filled with tables and chairs and all kinds of delicacies, and some auxiliaries were waiting for a certain adult to take them with a disc full of wine glasses.

The atmosphere in the tent was very warm, with extravagant butter lamps lit and purple and red tents all around. The generals and councillors were all smiling and discussing, and even the priests, who had been meticulous, smiled.

Sitting on the gilded chair facing the door was Theodore, of course, and the rock-solid Valence stood beside him with his hands behind his back, not at all attracted by the bustle in front of him.

Grabbing a glass full of wine from the side, Theodore coughed softly, and Valence immediately slammed the spear in his hand on the ground a few times!

"Bump-bump-bump!"

The sound of percussion made the people who were still talking and laughing turn their heads, Theodore stood up, smiled and looked around at the people present, and raised the wine glass in his hand: "Toast to the dead brothers, it is their sacrifice that has brought us victory." Long live Rome!"

"Long live Rome!" the others raised their cups and drank them all like Theodore!

"Of course, we must not forget that it was our dear Captain Konstantin who helped us bring us fine wine, otherwise it would not be easy to hold such a lavish banquet!"

Theodore's joking speech made the generals laugh, clinking glasses with each other, and by the way, jokes like "I hope he has a good night!"

"The port's transportation work has been completed, and His Excellency Constantine is organizing the construction of a road from the port to here to transport supplies, Caesar!" Herodotus stepped forward: "I hope this is not against your orders." ”

"Of course, this is my order. Theodore smiled and replied, "I have given him full power, and he can do it!"

"Tomorrow, we'll go to that castle and take it down!" Theodore walked to the center of the crowd: "Then we can have the first land of survival in this shijie, our own home, I think it must be very busy, so tonight will be everyone's rest time, let's enjoy the party!"

"The land here is very fertile, it is the most haode black soil, and there are quite abundant timber resources, many places have obvious traces of reclamation, and there are many remnants of fruit trees and maybe minerals. In addition, it has an excellent port and can also provide marine products, and it is possible to trade with other towns in the future. Virgil interjected at the right time to explain: "It will not take a month for the industrious Roman people to make this place prosperous." I believe that this must be a gift from the gods in heaven, and that Rome will be able to thrive here. ”

"Speaking of governance, Caesar. Herodotus turned his face and asked pointedly, "Do you already have a plan?"

"Well, not yet. Theodore looked indifferent: "Not yet, I don't need to think about these questions until I actually have them, don't I?"

"Oh, you're still too young to think so, my lord!" said Herodotus in a low tone, "I think in the future, you may have to learn more from the advice of the Senate, after all, the Senate represents the people, and you should also obey the will of the people." ”

The commotion around him suddenly stopped, as if interrupted by something, and then the sound of heavy iron boots came over, and Belisarius looked coldly at Herodotus, who still maintained his demeanor.

"I think Caesar should not have needed to be taught how to rule Rome, Councilor Herodotus. The young cavalry captain tightened his face and stared at the helpless middle-aged man in front of him like an eagle: "Your Excellency's performance in this battle is enough to say everything, whether it is strategy or bravery, it is impeccable, and your kindness is incomparable, or do the gentlemen of the Senate think that you can replace Caesar and govern the people of Rome?!"

"Mere performance in war can only show that the lord is a good commander, not a haode ruler. Herodotus opened his hand and said slowly: "After all, Caesar is still very young, and he needs someone to guide him and someone to set an example for him, this is a learning process, and no one can achieve it overnight." ”

"I'm sure you don't understand it yet......" Belisarius stepped forward with a sneer, his steps getting louder and louder.

"Of course I understand!" Theodore took a step forward, grabbed Belisarius by the shoulder, and looked at Herodotus standing in front of him with a smile: "If I want to govern Rome well, the Senate will definitely be a great assistant to me!"

Theodore's words broke the shadow caused by Belisarius, laughter resounded, and Virgil, who had taken a deep breath, took the opportunity to ask, "Caesar, have you already named this place?"

"Of course, in fact I had it all figured out this morning. Theodore gave him an approving look, then turned and spoke in a tone that bordered on a mockery but a sacred.

"Just call it............ Caesarea!"

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