A radiant new sun was lifted up to the sky from the east, looking down on the earth majestically, and the golden sunlight surveyed all living beings, bathing in this sacred, and after a night of darkness, it glowed with new colors.

The white and magnificent arena is under this sacred light, illuminating the high marble walls, the cascading ladders, the running track covered with fine sand, and the playground with the scent of tender green, tactful and melodious, close your eyes and listen carefully, the bells in the distance come slowly, layer by layer, endlessly, as if the waves of the sea, soothing people's hearts.

When I opened my eyes, the pale golden sunlight slipped into my eyes, white stairs rose from both sides, green grasses stretched to the end of the eye, and clever and small birds circled and passed in front of me.

Yes, is this the kingdom of heaven?

This is the land of the gods, the land of Rome.

The officials in white robes stood on the staircase stands, quietly waiting for something, without saying a word, with their hands in front of them, holding their hearts.

"It's been a year. ”

As if in emotion, Herodotus opened his mouth, but found that he could not say anything, and he could not finish what he wanted to say.

"But it's longer than a decade. Foreign Minister Virgil took his words and nodded slightly: "The first legion, Rome has the first legion that belongs to her." ”

"There's nothing like that to feel the glory. Virgil's tone was slightly brisk: "I believe this scene will be something we will never forget." ”

In fact, we should be deeply honored to see this scene, from ...... In two ways. Herodotus shook his head, as if in thought.

Theodore Julian, undoubtedly a good Caesar, was energetic and knew how to restrain his desires, and to keep his word, all of which were qualities that Caesar needed.

But this Caesar, like all Caesars, held the military power firmly in his own hands!

Without military power, whether it is the Senate, the Government Council, or anything else, he can only be Caesar's courtiers, acting according to Caesar's wishes, and having the right to make suggestions but not the right to speak.

Moreover, Julian did more than the other Caesars! He did not even allow the generals to enter politics, and these officials, who wielded great power, lost the opportunity to win over the generals -- what they gave was not needed by others, and such generosity naturally could not be helped and appreciated by others.

It was an honor to be able to attend the ceremony on such an important occasion, but even more important was Caesar's attitude - allowing the officials to participate in the ceremony also showed Caesar's most basic respect for them!

"But since it's so glorious, Weishenme doesn't allow the citizens of Caesarea to watch the ceremony together?" asked Virgil in a low voice, "Isn't this a good opportunity to show your strength and unite people's hearts?"

"Who knows? Caesar had his own considerations, and we only had to do what my lord commanded. Herodotus shrugged his shoulders and stopped talking.

Virgil raised his eyebrows and closed his mouth - he felt as if he had guessed something, was it Caesar, who did not want outsiders to know the strength of Rome now?

Soon, a deep military horn sounded from all sides of the arena, echoing over the arena.

All the officials hurriedly stood up and waited nervously.

Just as their eyes converged, there was the sound of neat footsteps.

"Boom--boom--boom!"

With a firm step, placing the shield on the left side of his body, and holding the spear in his right hand, under the leadership of the team flag, Rulin's spear array stepped into the arena.

The officials were in high spirits -- it was the Roman hoplites!

Without the slightest confusion, everything seemed to have been arranged in advance, and the heavy infantry who entered from the four entrances of the arena walked in an orderly and uniform manner to their positions, like a trickle of water flowing into the sea, and the red rivers converged to form a huge phalanx in the center of the arena!

There was no sound, no shouting, only the sound of firm footsteps pounding on the land.

They were followed by the archers.

These lightly armed warriors, trotting around half of the playground, "assembled" behind the phalanx of heavy infantry like small moving squares, carrying their longbows and crossbows on their right shoulders, and holding their heads together with their feet together.

Immediately after, under the leadership of Janus, the Roman cavalry came to the arena in their way.

The light cavalry that entered through the front and rear doors launched a charge almost as soon as they entered the field! Rushing towards the comrades on the opposite side frantically, without any stagnation or hesitation, the sound of vibration resounded almost throughout the arena!

Charge! Charge! Charge!

The majestic torrent was in people's sight, rushing together in the blink of an eye, Virgil's eyes widened, and his heart almost stopped!

But as if nothing had happened, no collision, no screaming, the two waves seemed to pass by, and the cavalry flew in front of their comrades in cross, and then converged into a torrent under the banner held aloft by Janus, and halted their might in front of the phalanx on the right.

These arrogant light cavalry, wielding long swords, held flat in front of their eyes, bowed their heads slightly.

And just when everyone put their hearts back on their chests, there was a sudden sound of thunder!

Thunder! Thunder!

Belisarius pointed forward with his long sword, his face solemn, and behind him, a full six hundred heavy cavalry lined up in a thirty rows of shock phalanx, and the heavy sound of horses' hooves turned into a dull drum beat, with a shocking roar!

Most of these heavy cavalry came from the native knights who had sworn allegiance to Theodore. At first, these people were reluctant - all at once they changed from officers to non-commissioned officers, and no one would want to change them.

It wasn't until Theodore came up with something that they willingly agreed.

The pinnacle of Roman armor craftsmanship - ring plate armor!

It is made of layers of rectangular iron sheets stacked on top of each other, thickened at the shoulders, and a leather cushion inside. This kind of armor can be said to be the original form of plate armor, not only for the slashing protection effect is very good, but also the general arrow can not be shot through, at least before the appearance of the Milan full-body armor after the Renaissance, the ring armor is definitely synonymous with plate armor!

Of course, it was difficult to popularize the armor that was originally used to arm the Roman heavy infantry, but it was too expensive for Theodore to be reluctant to use it to arm the heavy cavalry wing.

Not only that, but even the war horses of these knights were dressed in a special leather armor for war horses - they were really armed to the teeth!

Belisarius made these proud knights willingly obey him in his own way, and received Roman training, and these impulsive and individual warriors were now truly a unit!

The thunderous vibration and flying dust seemed to be a giant beast coming towards it. Who has the courage to stand in front of them?!

This is the ironclad cavalry of Rome! The thunderous wrath of the god-king Jupiter!

After the trumpet of Zuihou, these heavy cavalrymen also stood in line in front of the left side of the central phalanx, holding their spears aloft and waiting.

Yes, they are all waiting, waiting for the arrival of their commander-in-chief.

A glorious moment awaits them!

They are going to swear allegiance to that man here, in this arena, forever, and receive a glorious symbol!

Eagle Flag! Your own Eagle Flag!

Also, a title that belongs to your own legion!

"Woo――――――.................."

The long trumpet sounded again, and everyone lifted their spirits, their eyes eagerly anticipated, and their palms sweated.

Holding aloft a golden laurel flag with a red background, Valence led the way. Then the knights in purple cloaks rushed out after him.

Roman Guard!

"Caesar's ............"

His lips trembled, and Herodotus' eyes stared intently.

“strength――――andhonor――！！！！！”

The knights erupted into a roar of excitement, a slogan that accompanied them, bestowing them with infinite liliang and will be given to many more in the future.

The knights lined up in two teams, crossed their spears over each other, and a long corridor of spears appeared at the front of the arena!

The purple cloak fluttered in the wind, and the majestic black war horse carried the knight slowly in the "corridor", his resolute face was still a little immature with the age of time, he was not tall and burly, and he could not talk about being a hundred enemies.

But when he stood there, all the Romans had the courage to fight bloodily!

Webb nodded haughtily, as if examining his own soldiers, and hissed haughtily.

The moment Theodore crossed the corridor, all the knights of the Imperial Guard bowed their haughty heads and stood humbly behind him.

Without saying a word, his right hand tightly grasped the long sword at his waist, slowly pulled it out, and stabbed the tip of the sword straight into the sky!

"Caesar――――――――――――――――!!!!!

The cheers of the mountains and the tsunami are as wild as the waves, and the momentum is like thunder!

Theodore gritted his teeth and looked up at the fiery red, the red that burned everything.

This is my legion!

No matter who it is, no matter how powerful he is, the legions can only surrender at my feet!

"My dear brethren, my invincible legion, and I will bestow upon you the highest glory today, in this place that best represents the heritage and spirit of Rome!"

Theodore's voice was not loud. But the rich background makes everyone hear it clearly.

"I thought what I had to say to tell you the meaning of this glory and duty, but no words are so pale in front of it! Your loyalty and bravery are enough to show this inherited spirit!"

"I just want to say that neither I nor you will ever forget this moment. We will let this moment remain on this shijie forever! If any enemy reminds us of our banner, he will tremble! Let all the Romans remember this name, and they will awaken pride and indomitability in their hearts!"

"My dear brethren, my invincible legion. Theodore put his sword back into its sheath, arms outstretched, as if to embrace.

"I'm proud of you!"

"Caesar!!! Caesar!!! Caesar!!!"

The wave of voices, layer after layer, the earth-shattering sound makes people surging and boiling!

"Paulus!"

Following Theodore's order, the general, who was approaching middle age, walked up to Theodore's horse with steady steps and raised his right hand.

"Your Legionnaire Salutes you!

"I trust you can lead them to glory!" said Theodore, bowing his head, taking a rolled-up banner from Valence behind him, and solemnly handing it to his hands.

"Today, we have formed the first legion of Rome here!" called Theodore, raising his right hand and clenching his fists tightly: "In the light of Jupiter, the god-king, I bestow upon you the title of Sword of Glory!"

"From this day forward, you can call yourselves the First 'Sword of Glory' Legion -- !!!"

"Grant the flag, grant the eagle flag! Where the eagle flag is, where the glory is!"

The golden eagle twinkled proudly in the sun. A fiery red flag was waved with a golden Roman sword painted on it.

"The gods bless Rome - !!!" Theodore and the knights shouted together, "Long live Rome - !!!"

"Viva Rome - !!!Long Live Rome――――――――!!!!!!!"

The shouts of joy that resounded through the heavens and the earth turned into a high-pitched chant in the air, praising endlessly, endlessly praising this great and solemn sacredness.

Herodotus humbly bowed his head and said the same thing from the bottom of his heart.

"Long live Rome. ”

(Alas, this chapter has shrunk severely, and I'm not very satisfied with it after changing it several times, so I can't get it up, I hope it won't disappoint you too much...... Empty in this daoqian.

However, at such an important moment, should everyone give more rewards?