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Volume 1 [The Birth of a Planet] Chapter 135 Desire

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    But today is different, although Caesar and Pompeii are legendary friends.  But the two people have completely different personalities.  Caesar's name was intimidating to these nobles.  14 years ago the Macedonians attacked the city-state of Saguenay.  Lissus, king of the city-state of Saguenay, appealed to the Roman Senate for help.  The Senate agreed to Lissus' request.  Ordered Caesar to rescue the city-state of Saguenay.  Caesar led 12,000 soldiers across the Adriatic Sea to rescue the city-state of Saguenay.  In the Dalmatian region east of Saguenay, Caesar defeated the Macedonian Heavy Infantry Corps led by Patel and captured more than 6,000 Macedonian infantry.  In order to solve the problem of insufficient food supply for his own legion.  Not only did he order the massacre of all prisoners of war to save food, he also looted the Macedonian villages and towns he passed on his way south to replenish military supplies.  The executioner's reputation soon spread throughout Macedonia and the Greek peninsula, and also back to Rome, where he was nicknamed the Punisher.  After that war, in recognition of his military exploits, Rome appointed him governor of Aremiron.  As the governor, he was harsh and almost cruel.  His ruthlessness made everyone shudder.  He once hung the Aremiron nobles who disobeyed his orders in the city square and whipped them in public.  Send the rebellious slaves to the training ground to serve as food for the wild beasts.  His cold-bloodedness and ruthlessness are well known.  But his unparalleled loyalty to Rome was unquestionable.  His leadership and management talents are also outstanding.  Aremilion has always been the most stable area in the entire Roman Republic, with extremely low crime rates and ample tax revenue.  This is all due to Caesar's excellent management.  The arrival of the butcher today made these people who were used to seeing Pompeii's friendly smile seem a little restless.  Caesar strode behind the large walnut table, rested his hands on the table, and glanced around at the noble merchants attending the meeting.  Wherever his sword-like eyes met, there was always a response of humility and awe.  People bowed their heads slightly and did not dare to say anything.  Caesar touched his dark chestnut curly short hair that was messy by the sea breeze.  Then he issued his order word for word.  "Those of you who have blacksmith shops, from now on, you must stop forging iron pots, water jugs, iron doors, shareheads and other iron tools." He announced: "Only you are allowed to produce short swords, daggers, spears, javelin heads, and shields.  , iron helmets and various armors. The products you produce will be purchased by the government. As the government's agent, I, the temporary consul of the Julius family territory, will pay for every item signed with the government.  Contractors of military facilities must step up construction from now on and complete the construction by next spring, and all shipping merchants and people with overseas trade must pay attention.  Focus on the preparation of military supplies. Don't waste precious time on irrelevant transactions such as spices, purple dyes, cloth, and furniture. Any merchant ships carrying non-military supplies will be confiscated and expelled from Areti.  En Port. In addition, all male citizens in the city between the ages of seventeen and thirty who have not been recruited to fight north will be incorporated into the city defense team and receive formal military education. From tomorrow on, my chief centurion-U.S.  Tellius will train these people on the city's field." His eyes passed over the faces of these three hundred people one by one, "Is there anything else you don't understand?" "Obviously!  These instructions were very clear, so there were no objections or complaints.  They all filed out of the conference hall.  One morning a month later, Betik led the garrison of Pattavien City to stand ready on top of the city.  Not far below their feet, the Roman legions led by Carthony had already formed a battle formation.  The snow continued to fall, and the Roman army in front of Betic was filled with murderous intent.  ready.  He couldn't figure out why this time Rome violated the tradition they had followed for countless years and suddenly came to him in the winter when there was supposed to be a truce.  He still hasn't recovered from the setback two months ago.  Another Roman attack was imminent, and this one could be fatal.  He constantly patrolled the city head to check the implementation of city defense.  Encourage these soldiers who have just suffered a defeat.  Let their self-confidence be restored.  Women also joined the city defense team. They looked weak and stood in the cold wind with weapons in hand.  This reminded him of his daughter. In the battle two months ago, father and daughter fought at the same time.  During the battle, her daughter was not heard from.  This saddened Betik, who was his last living child.  His four sons all died heroically in the long-term confrontation with the Roman army.  Now his only woman has also lost news.  "Maybe she died in the battle too," Betic thought.  His wife had also left him due to illness, and he fought alone until the last moment.  The thought that he might die in battle this time flashed through his mind, but he still had a certain degree of confidence in the defense of Patavian City. After all, the number of Roman troops in front of him did not exceed the limit he accepted, and he also  He once faced Roman legions several times his size.?The man asking for help had set out for Mediolanum two days ago, hoping that he could bring back reinforcements.  With Anthony directing the battle, Feravis felt much more relaxed.  He and his guards were observing the movements of the battlefield on a small slope behind the army.  Although Anthony is a bit arrogant, his command is impeccable.  His superb military talents allowed him to deploy so many troops in an orderly manner.  Caesar had a faint smile on his lips, waiting for the moment of attack to come.  Yang Rui beside him smiled and asked Caesar: "Do you know what people pursue most in this life?" Caesar asked: "Tell me about it, my friend!" Yang Rui said: "Yes, people can only pursue*  Only in this way can you live a wonderful life." Caesar agreed with this view. He said, "Am I pursuing my passion now?" Yang Rui said, "The Greek peninsula is much richer than the cold Gaul.  You can live with more wealth, and with these you can realize your dreams." Yang Rui asked again: "Tell me, what do you want to do most?" Caesar was silent, he didn't.  Answer, but the answer was already written on his face. Yang Rui knew it. He knew in his heart that his bewitchment had succeeded another step.  Anthony quickly ran back and forth between the first and second columns of the legion to make sure that all the groups were in place.  When he returned to his guard, the sound of a sharp attack horn came from Faravis in the distance, which shocked Anthony all over.  Blood flows rapidly throughout every corner of the body.  His resolute, angular face was instantly dyed red.  He raised the dagger above his head and shouted: "Attack!" (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
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