Ancient Rome: Beginning With The Legionnaire

Suddenly a voice came.

"I didn't think I didn't make any progress after seeing you for half a year, Brian!"

And hearing this voice, Brian turned his head very unhappily.

A noble son of Rome is walking slowly.

"Cassilomo!"

Kashiromu is 24 years old this year, the son of Sulla, and one of the powerful.

"Haha! I really didn't expect you, a scumbag, to be able to sneak into the position of deputy army commander!"

Cassirom walked up to Brian and said coldly.

At the same time, with a mocking look on his face, although Brian's Cotta family was also one of the great nobles in ancient Rome.

But it's totally undrinkable, compared to "One Six Three" by Cassirom's Sura family.

Sulla, the former dictator of the Big Three, and the competitor of Marius.

After the Confederate War ended, the two engaged in an internal feud that lasted for several years.

During the internal struggle between the two, more than half of the veterans of the Republic died in the struggle between the two.

The struggle between the two is the beginning of the Roman Empire.

In the internal strife of the Roman Republic, there is no longer a simple ending where the winner is in power and the loser shakes hands.

"You better be careful, or I'll break your leg!"

Brian tilted his head to look at Cassirom while clasping his hands together.

"Haha! You're still so impulsive! Are you going to win the gladiator with the sword?"

Although they didn't know it, Brian found out through the system that the gladiator was a former titled warrior.

"That's fine, or I'll bet you 1 Tarrant gold!"

Cassirom raised his head proudly and looked at Brian coldly.

And the Roman citizens and minor nobles around who heard his voice looked at them in surprise.

Obviously, the relationship between the two is not good, and there are still many contradictions.

"Is the gold of 1 Tarrant a little less? I didn't expect the young master of the Sula family! He can only get 1 Tarrant of gold.

Brian took a step forward, showing his presence.

Although the Kota family is not as rich and powerful as the Sura family.

But Brian now has his own legion, and has his own industry, with more than 1 million gold coins in hand.

Cassirom is nothing more than the noble son of the Sura family.

As far as the current situation is concerned, he is not as talented as his father.

Compared with the young Pompey and Crassus, it is not a star.

And 1 Tarrant is already a lot of gold.

1 Tarrant's gold is about 4125 gold coins.

"So how much do you want to bet?"

Cassirom pretended to be calm and said.

He thinks that the Kota family itself is not a wealthy family, and there is still a legion to support.

Brian shouldn't have easily spent his hard-earned gold coins.

And Brian guessed that he was already deeply in debt, so he said boldly.

"Since it's Master Cassirom, let's bet at least 10 talents!"

All the little nobles and poor Romans around them took a breath.

10 Tarrant gold, which is equivalent to more than 40,000 gold coins.

The estimated purchasing power is equivalent to 200 million RMB.

You must know that the military expenditure of an ancient Roman legion was only about 100,000.

"Brian, do you have that much money?"

Cassirom was a little panicked at this moment, you must know that although he was born in a great nobleman.

But it's not so casual, you can take out 10 talents.

If Sura knew that he used ten talents of gold to gamble, his legs would definitely be broken.

"I can even support the Legion, don't I have so much money?"

Brian snorted...

Crassus on the side said with a smile.

"Brian is now the deputy head of the army, and he does have the financial resources, I can guarantee it!"

Crassus was more on Brian's side than Kathirom's.

Compared with the Sura family, Crassus and Brian are obviously at a disadvantage.

It is obviously not in the interests of Crassus that the state is strong but weak.

And Crassus knew Brian very well, this guy almost never suffered a disadvantage.

"Well, I'll bet you ten talents of gold!"

Cassirom is now in a difficult position to ride a tiger.

He was the one who proposed gambling, but if he couldn't afford the gambling money, he would be ashamed and humiliated.

"Okay then, as a witness, I will collect 10% of the betting money from the winner!"

Crassus said with a smile.

Brian gave him a squinting look.

It turned out that this guy planned it this way.

No matter who wins or loses, this guy is sure to make money.

One Tarrant gold, this is more than 4,000 gold coins.

"As a witness! Brian supports the Gallic warrior with a sword, and Cassirom supports the 5.0 Gallic warrior with a spear! The two should be meaningless!"

While speaking, Crassus actually took out a slightly larger papyrus.

On the above, densely packed contracts have already been written.

But seeing this contract, Brian said without malicious slander.

There is even such a thing.

"Since both of you agree to gamble, please sign it!"

Brian-Aurelius-Cotta

Cassilomo Cornelius Sulla

Soon the two signed their names.

Crassus checked it again, after being accurate.

"Then let's duel, start now!".