Augustus Road

In this way, a month later, Luculas still failed to mobilize his subordinates, and more than 10,000 people were sitting idle in Likdania.

There, just as Apis had predicted, Mithridates' army made rapid progress and quickly regained most of the territory it had lost beforehand. It is said that Pontus' army has expanded back to about 50,000 people. King Tegrenis of Armenia also re-entered the plain at the southern foot of Taurus, and personally led the army to the vassal country of Godini, which had betrayed the alliance. He left Prince Tegrenius to lead a partial division and approached Rykda. Niya, said Yaowu. As for Malcha, he took advantage of the situation and nominally submitted to his father.

"Tuna is gone, and the Senate will soon send Pompey to replace him." Sometimes, Hebrida would say this to all the soldiers openly in the camp.

"Is it that 'Glorious General' Pompey? With his leadership, we will make a fortune. I have had enough of being under the tuna." Many soldiers agreed, and then Hebrida shouted to Calabis "Hey, Calabis, fatten up this Scythian doctor you're talking about. I'm now in debt with a face full of debt. I guess the slaves in Bithynia are almost dead. I'm the last one." Hope, it’s all in this guy.”

Nowadays, Hybrida generally no longer calls Calabis a "pig". The Romans' concept is very clear. If you are a slave, you are a slave. If you are a free citizen, you are one level higher than the slaves and one level lower than the citizens. In this case, Hebrida upgraded the title of Karabis.

During this period, through careful inquiring, Calabis also understood a little bit about what a freeman was. As the name suggests, a freeman was a former slave who was liberated by his master, but he could not yet become a property-owning citizen of Rome. However, there is still hope for a freedman. For example, he can leave his master's home, no longer have to be forced to have a surname, serve his master, and can engage in various professions (in addition to being a soldier, plowing the land, engaging in politics, and beating slaves, Roman citizens , basically do nothing else), such as being tutors, writers, traders, craftsmen, executioners, janitors, etc. In fact, slaves can also engage in the above occupations, but the degree of freedom is still less.

In addition, a free citizen also has another right, that is, he himself has no hope of becoming a citizen until his death, but his next generation or the next generation will most likely automatically become a Roman citizen and be able to vote or participate in politics. qualifications.

"The next generation? It seems that two thousand years ago, it was similar to the era we lived in before. Our parents worked as house slaves and car slaves, and worked hard all their lives, just so that the next generation could have a better life." Calabis also lamented, slightly I also made a plan in my mind for the future.

On one side, the Scythian doctor Timotheus was heartlessly grabbing the rice on his plate and eating and drinking. Calabis envied his determination. It seemed that all this guy needed was an urn with a snake in it and the I am satisfied with the company of weird skeletons, and the technicians are so good, so calm and relaxed. "Hey, Timothee, I'm going to the coastal city in the spring. You need to get your hair cut." Calabis touched his short hair and then touched Timothee's crooked pigtails and said.

"You can't take care of it. If you take care of it, the spiritual energy will dissipate." Timothee rubbed his face back and forth on the plate without raising his head.

"By the way, is Mithridates dead? I heard that Uterius risked his life and stabbed him."

"He's not dead." Timothee licked the wheat grains on his fingers twice, then smashed them in his mouth and added, "But the root of his thigh was seriously injured. Even if he recovers, he will not be able to have any more offspring." After hearing this, Calabis felt the hairs on his legs stand up. However, if Mithridates could not conceive an offspring, the only seats for the emperor of Pontus would be Adiana and Malca in the future. It seemed that Malcha was not a common player. It was a clever move to snatch Adiana and go to the Bosporus in advance, but it was a pity that it was unsuccessful.

"Hey, over there, give me some wheat rice." Calabis heard the voice and looked back. It turned out to be Claudius who was locked up in a carriage in the yellow mud room. At this time, he was really unkempt, without the majesty of the noble young master before, and he was still begging Calabis.

But Claudius's request made Calabis feel very conflicted. In public, he had betrayed the whereabouts of the Third Regiment and was now being punished by the legion, but in private, he had drawn his sword and cut off the ropes on his body. Finally, Calabis thought for a while, secretly added some wheat rice to the plate, avoided the eyes of the rest of the team, and entrusted Timothee to deliver it to him.

Claudius, who got the wheat rice on the plate, ate in a more rude manner than Timothy. It seemed that he was really hungry, but the hatred in his heart rose. When the short sunlight gradually went down, he He picked up the chalk mud that was splashed in the cage and scrawled various curse words and obscene pictures on the wooden board. The cold wind hit, and he felt very frightened. His crime was very serious. If he was really sent back to Rome, he might be sentenced to exile or even death by the judicial officer. , it is unimaginable for aristocratic children with a promising future.

He couldn't help but think of his sister Claudia, a beautiful and sentimental sister who loved him so much. Although she was overtly snatched away by Luculas, a bastard, secretly she still only belonged to my sister, but once Thinking that after being punished, he might never see Claudia again, Claudius actually started sobbing like a child.

"The majestic cavalry captain, this is not the time for you to cry." Someone whispered to him in the shadows at the corner of the tent.

"Who is it!" Claudius asked in panic.

"Don't worry about this for now. You are from the Claudius family. Don't be afraid of being accused by Lucullus, because within three days, the Senate's envoys will come to depose him." The man said.

"What do you mean!" Claudius, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw, excitedly grabbed the railing and asked.

"Yes, according to Roman practice, the outgoing governor or administrator must face accusations from political opponents. This is also a small precedent. At that time, maybe you are willing to be a key witness, so that the Senate or Pompey will naturally lift your punishment."

"But my brother-in-law, everyone knows that he is a disgusting decent person, and I don't have any evidence against him." Claudius was a little discouraged.

"You don't have evidence, but I do." The mysterious man said easily.

Claudius looked at him in the shadows, feeling a chill behind him. He whispered, "Who are you? What is your purpose?"

"My purpose is the same as yours, cavalry captain. This time, I just want to take advantage of your noble status, because in Rome, the words of the nobles always carry the most weight." As he spoke, a team of night patrol soldiers came with torches, and the man flashed and disappeared.

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