"Good. ”

In front of the barracks of the barracks, Ustan was lined up here, waiting for the young wing commander Zuihou to give a lecture. It's quiet, but there's a hint of anxiety in the air.

Holding his helmet, Ustan stood at the front of them, nodded and said:

"I think you all already know, brothers, that you will be given three days of vacation, and that you will be paid the next two months' salary, in advance! After three days, everyone must assemble on time! Violators will be punished as defectors, and I don't want that to happen in my wing, but if it does, I won't cover it up either!"

"In three days' time, we'll rest in the barracks until everything is ready, and then - the glorious First Legion will head to the Forest of Silence and join the pointy-eared elves in beating the damned orcs!"

A joke that was not big or small, so that the soldiers couldn't help but laugh, and the serious Ustan also curled the corners of his mouth slightly, and it was one of his purposes to boost morale.

"Sir, have you seen those orcs?" asked a soldier in the front row, sticking out his head and saying in a smug voice, "My father said they were beasts of infinite strength, nine feet tall, and could beat a strong man flat with one hand!"

"Your father made up stories to scare you so you went to bed!" Ustan glared at him, and replied casually, "Yes, I've seen them before, in Severcro." And killed one with his own hands!"

The Wing Commander's answer made the soldiers awe-in any case, a man who had fought with the orcs and made a record of war exploits would rightfully be respected by these big-headed soldiers.

"These guys are very strong! much stronger than the average person, with thick skin and strong arms, but they are still flesh and blood! You stab them with your sword, shoot them with arrows, they will howl in pain! They will bleed red blood. Urstein's voice was cold, but the soldiers listened intently, for fear of missing something important.

"Remember your daily training, and then don't be the slightest timid! trust your robes, give them a steady stream of long-range support, and obey all orders, and we will defeat them!" Ustan nodded: "If you fight bravely, you will have a chance to enjoy the joy of victory, and if you run away cowardly, you will only be slaughtered!"

"The elves have promised to give a very considerable amount of spices, and other precious goods, in return for the aid of Rome!" Ustan cried out, "and we, the generous Caesar, have decided to give half of it to all the soldiers who have participated in this battle!

"Now...... Disband!"

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"Perfect, really perfect speech. ”

Belisarius leaned against the gate, looked sideways at Ustan who was walking towards him, clapped his hands leisurely, and smiled at the corners of his mouth: "I believe that those tenacious fellows have been encouraged by you, and they want to fight the orcs to the death immediately." ”

"I just did what I was supposed to do as a commander, and if I had the choice, I would like to enjoy victory with more brothers!" Urstein stiffened and forced a smile: "General Belisarius!"

"Oh Mars is on top!It seems that Quintus really didn't lie to me, you guy is almost carved out of the same mold as Mehemus's stuffy tube!" Belisarius rolled his eyes, smiled exaggeratedly, and walked over and put his arm around Ustan by the neck: "Don't look like this, show some energy, and stay relaxed!"

"You, and Jenas, the three of us are one of the few young men in the army! Belisarius laughed, "Mingle with the soldiers, so that they will love you more and support you." ”

"Maybe you're right. Ustan frowned and replied, the other party's "intimacy" method was really unacceptable, and he felt very awkward: "Perhaps, there is really a need for some such comparisons...... Welcoming way!"

"Aha, then, would you like to come with me to the tavern for a drink?" Belisarius let go of the other and pointed behind him, "It's not far from the barracks, and next to it is a newly opened bathhouse!"

"I'm sorry, but all I can say is I'm sorry. Ustan lowered his head and squeezed out a smile on his face: "My family is still waiting for me to go back, it's already ...... I haven't been back for almost a year!, so ......."

"Ah~, it's okay, the men of the Gu family can always get more girls' affection!" Belisarius waved his hand generously and said with a smile: "If that's the case, you should really go home and see it! It is also a rare opportunity to be with your family before the war!"

"It's good that you understand!" Ustan nodded, and strode past Belisarius toward the barracks gates.

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"Hats off, General. ”

"Look, this is the Roman warrior!"

"The gods bless you, sir. ”

As Ustan walked down the street, his armor and red cloak became a conspicuous target, he was greeted warmly by passers-by, and some of the good things were loudly introduced to the strangers as "Roman warriors".

Urstein, who had always been a man of few words, was overwhelmed by this kind of enthusiasm that was completely different from that of the soldiers, and could only walk through the crowd without saying a word, with a straight face as usual. His behavior was also regarded as the usual hard-line style of Roman soldiers, so he became more enthusiastic and took the initiative to make way for him.

Passing through the bustling streets, Ustan walked south along the route he remembered, with fewer pedestrians and the streets closer and cleaner - thanks to the status of Commander Constantine and Ulstein's father, Professor Fibius, the Constantine family had more open space for their own yards in a place closer to the south of Caesarea, far from the narrow and crowded residential areas of the northern part of the city.

Gently pushing open the cold black iron gate, the courtyard is flanked by two small fields, growing some home-eaten vegetables, which is also a hobby of Febius, and directly opposite is the main house, a standard Romanesque building.

Febius, who had slightly gray hair, was chatting with a young girl at the door, and when he inadvertently looked up, he found Ustan standing at the door of the house with a little distraction, greeting him with a smile, and then walked over: "Hey, look he's already here!"

"Father!" Ustan smiled, and walked up to give Febius a warm hug.

"Come, let me introduce you both!" Febius took his son's hand and walked over to the girl's side: "This is Julia, my student, the good boy of the Antonio family, the Minister of Finance, who is virtuous and philosophical!" The professor's introduction made the girl bow her head shyly and smile a little embarrassedly.

"As for my son, you've seen it too, a standard Roman soldier!"

"It's a pleasure to meet you!" Urstein, although he was not good at dealing with people, did not want to make the atmosphere too awkward, smiled, and took the initiative to stretch out his right hand, but the girl was a little surprised to hide backwards.

"I'm sorry, my son is not very good at dealing with others, he has been in the barracks for too long!" Febius smiled a little awkwardly, then turned his face and whispered: "Ustan is scaring people!"

"Ah...... I'm sorry I'm ......."

"It's okay!" the girl suddenly raised her head and looked at the young wing captain with a ruddy face: "This kind of behavior makes me feel very ...... Sincerely!"

As she spoke, the girl stretched out her right hand as if she had made some great determination, shook it with him, and then quickly retracted it, as if she had done something contrary to etiquette.

"That's really...... Great, I mean, you don't blame me for your words. Ustan said without hesitation, and withdrew his hand - he did not feel at all sincere in such an action.

"I'm going to tidy up my things, you two talk, and then ask your mother to call you at dinner." Febius smiled mysteriously, and then walked towards the house: "Don't get too caught up in comfort, forget the time, your mother will be unhappy!"

With that, he closed the door casually, leaving only the two of them in the courtyard.

"Excuse me...... Mr. Konstantin. Julia whispered, "May I invite you to a seat?"

"Uh...... It's an honor!" Ustan replied casually, following the girl's guidance to the wooden chair opposite her, not noticing that this was actually his home, and that he should have invited it.

"You may be surprised, but although I am only gifted in learning and have never even touched a sword, I have always been very interested in a brave warrior like you!" Julia said softly, looking at Ustan with big brown eyes, "I have read a lot of stories about our ancestors fighting against foreign enemies, and I have been obsessed with those poems about war, it is really amazing!"

"Ah...... yes......" Ustan replied casually.

"I heard that you also participated in the Battle of Severcro, what did you rely on to fight the enemy?" asked Julia in a low voice, "Is it the honor, the glory of the family, or the desire to defend Rome, or is it the dream from the heart that supports you?"

"Honor, dreams, no, no, no, it's not that complicated. Ustan waved his hand: "I want to live, and I want my brothers to live, so I have to kill them!

(Thanks to the tip of the withered Crimson Feather (what a poetic name~)!In addition, someone raised a question about the class card, this ...... Try your best.,Find a time to list.,Thank you for your support!zuihou~Four begging!(Appreciate the point of pushing the collection)