"The advantages of the Legion need not be described in detail, but it does not have the courage and enthusiasm of the civilian army. The Masi people can attack our large troops in the mountains and jungles with half a hundred men. This is unimaginable in the eyes of the Legion - without sufficient supplies, without a full team, and without arbitrary plunder, these soldiers dare not or are willing to fight at all. While they are skilled in the established tactics, they also become stupid and stick to the rules."

"In the past, the soldiers of the legion were all free, brave and noble citizens, but now anyone can get in. The soldiers, debtors, vendors, and slaves are mixed in. Marriott once liberated all his personal slaves at once and established a separate detachment. I am worried about the depravity and transformation of the Roman army."

"May God Jupiter protect the Republic, may the prophecy of the witch Sibil fail, the war machine of the Legion is less and less like the things of the country, but more like it owns the country. I fear that if any ambitious man incites it in any name, the city of Rome will be trapped in shame and despair."

In addition, there is also the "History of the War in Iberia". Lukulas is an onlooker, who describes the general of the Mallorian party, Milu's former superior, Sedoulis, who fought against the Sula army with a widow in Spain. In the book, Lukulas severely satirized General Sulafang Metra Bius (whose prominent Metra family and also the matriarchal family of Lukulas), saying that he had a high reputation and worked with the one-eyed dragon in the mountains of Spain.

During the war, his subordinates were even lined up with dense battle formations, and their clumsiness made their opponents laugh at them. Of course, this man also mocked Pompei, who later entered Spain, saying how embarrassed he was when he was against the One-Eyed Dragon in Spain. He praised the tactics of the One-Eyed Dragon, and talked about how the One-Eyed Dragon faced the encirclement of the Roman heavy army group, adopted flexible and changeable tactics, and what superb skills were used to win the allegiance of the Spanish barbarians, etc.

In the book, Lukulas kept complaining, narrating, stirring, and worried. Karabis kept copying at the desk. In fact, he copied two copies - and another copy, which he collected by himself.

When he turned to the end of the book, his breathing became rapid. Lukulas was there, using a lot of velvet paper to draw the Roman legion's rituals and formation diagrams in detail!

Damn it, this is a military secret. Lukulas is brave enough. These contents are all about everything, from recruit training to nautical combat, from basic horizontal teams to complex formations. Karabis's hands trembled slightly, and the pen in his hand also speeded up, copying all these things on several other sheets of velvet paper. He didn't care whether he could understand them or not. In short, just copy them first: I learned fighting fist and fighting sword. What I am learning now is fighting formation. Fist Tyranian can teach me, Fist Tagus can teach me, and I really don't know whether the fighting formation can be used in the future, but once I want to use this thing, only I can teach myself and survive in the treacherous and changeable battlefield.

As a result, when two were still not finished, the lead was gone. Karabis rubbed his tired eyes and decided to copy them tomorrow. It was almost dusk. He had to count and register the holy artifacts of Saint Curry first. Thinking of this, he organized the books to the bottom of the bookcase, and then prepared to carry the lamp and do the work within his sect. At this time, Zeno hurriedly walked out in a big coat. After a while, the mysterious man in black and the strong man in his entourage slowly walked out.

Lukuras warned himself that in Saint Curry, he should charge more money and ask less questions. Karabis, who remembered it, held the lights and respectfully avoided the other party. After watching the other party disappear, he checked Saint Curry's room one by one, cleaned and locked it.

While busy, he suddenly heard a slight cough. When he looked back, he was shocked. Li Xiliya, dressed in a virgin white dress, stood behind him with a swaying candlelight. She just now reminded him of his attention with a cough.

Li Xilia is 40 years old, but it seems that her long-term ascetic life has not left a heavy mark on her body. She has a clear and graceful appearance, and her black hair is neatly combed behind her slender neck, which has the dual charm of a girl and a mature woman.

"Like the chief priest of the Kitchen God." Karabis was obviously panicked. Was his actions in the Kitchen God Temple noticed by the priestess, but he did not show it on the surface, and he still saluted to the other party calmly.

"Karabis, I actually understand what you do in the Kitchen Temple." Li Xilia didn't have much expression on her face.

At this moment, Karabis stood there and didn't know what to say.

"Don't worry, when Tuna Lukulas recommends you to come, it means that this generous job is yours. What you deserve - I just want to ask, have there been any vain girls from my temples mixed in here?"

"This...you should know that the men and women who come here are all covered with cloaks and veils. I think there should be no virgins coming in in a dignified way, right?" Karabis cleverly made his answer ambiguous.

"Well, just ask, you should know that the chastity of the virgins in the Kitchen God Temple involves the safety of the entire Republic. I don't want to encounter the shame of a virgin being buried alive when I take charge of the priesthood." Li Xilia explained, and then whispered: "There is another thing that you should pay special attention to. There is a treasure in the Saint Curry that you must take good care of, that is the 'Sibil Prophecy Book'. This book is related to the Senate's control over the destiny of the country. Now there are only six remaining volumes in the Kitchen God Temple."

Karabis replied repeatedly, and Li Xilia handed him the candlelight in her hand with satisfaction, saying, "You are working here, and you must inform me what I have told you in time - now, carry the lights and lead the way in front."

At home, the little pigeon Paruma played ball and hide-and-seek with Van Lundena for a long time and was already asleep. Porti held his hands on the stove, and his black wavy hair kept swaying as Karabis hit her buttocks. "Light, oh, lighter, Karabis..." Her body was shaking while shaking, while using her hands to close the kitchen shutters, but Karabis didn't give her this opportunity at all, and pushed her to a hundred
Chapter completed!