"Here comes out!" Bitaas suffered the pain of being ill-born with a woman, and then he was a few defeated soldiers and swearing to rush out of that street. They almost lost their armor. "Hurry up, go to the city gate." Bitaas supported the two wounded soldiers, like a broken dog, and ran towards the city gate that was not closed.

"Look, it's our cavalry." The wounded soldier excitedly pointed at the light of the city gate. The noise of dust and cavalry shouted, and his companions finally came to pick him up.

With a shout, Tlureas's cavalry all rushed into the corridor of the city gate, with swords flashing and people rolling around.

Until his death, Bitaias did not react. Why did his cavalry companions point the sword in their hands at them? But before he could even ask, half of the sky spirit cover was cut off, and the body rolled to the edge of the ditch at the city gate, and then more and more corpses were piled up on him. In this way, in just half a day, Bitaias led the three brigades of rebels who were attacking the city, all surrounded and killed.

The other brigades' rebels followed the "main commander" to attack the city wall in a daze, and then they were all within the range of killing of the Leo's archers, and they could not advance or retreat. If they attacked for a strong force, even Tlureas would "rebel" and would definitely be shot into hedgehog by the tower and the enemy's archers; if they escaped, they would be caught up by Tlureas' cavalry within ten Romans, and they would all be killed on both sides of the road.

So all the surviving rebels in front of the walls and gates fell on the ground, accepted Leo's conditions, surrendered for the second time.

In the sunshine, Maximus' fleet came from the sea as Leo said. When he entered the port, the soldiers on the deck shook their flags and shields and sent out signals to join the war. Unfortunately, they were useless. The rebellion had been completely resolved. The remaining rebels sat under the city wall in the south with their knees in their arms. Troreas and his cavalry formed a large circle and guarded them.

With a loud horn, Fabius came out of the city gate with fifty cavalry and saluted Tlureas, "Your Excellency, you need your written evidence. In addition, is there any living person who can provide a confession for this rebellion?"

After sunset, hands and feet were locked in shackles, and Sifax, hanging on the trunk of the garden, appeared in front of Leo.

"Jl, Julius family. This concept is too broad. What I want to ask you is, which specific person is the Lord Messenger. If you can answer with your face, I promise that you can survive and live your life safely." Leo's tone was very gentle, and he placed the oath in front of Sifax.

"I am a veteran of Caesar, so any veteran can be named "Julius". Don't waste your time, the son of a foreign thief." Sifax cursed.

Then, Sifax's mouth was chewed, "This thing can prevent him from committing suicide by self-harm, because he is still unwilling to say anything for the time being, and his tongue must be kept until the moment he is willing to speak." After that, Leo was not interested in grinding with him, so he put on his cloak and left, "Please take care of him, and tell his father quickly the news."

At this moment, in the city of Corduba, Spain, people were crowded with fireworks that released signals. "The high priest will give speeches to all the chiefs and city representatives in the square."

After sacrificed the cattle and sheep, Li Bida turned around and looked at the thousands of town nobles and his generals and soldiers under the steps:

"You guys, the body of the Roman Republic always carries two bloods, they are coexisting, that is, Romulus and Numa, Romulus is an enterprising Latinum warrior. When he was in power, he wanted to constantly open up territory, kill enemies, plunder women and spoils, and bring glory wealth to Rome; while Numa was a stable and gentle priest. During his reign, he worked tirelessly to formulate calendars, laws and priest rules, soothe the Romans' blood, so that their hearts would be calm, and the law-abiding, and let the whole society relax and achieve long-term peace. But now, many people agree with Romulus' approach, but ignore the painstaking efforts of King Numa. Now the Republic is carrying a terminally ill trend, which makes people who hold power like me feel sincerely uneasy-the Romans fell, and they are men and women.

, and the simplicity of their ancestors can no longer be restored. Instead, they will only pluck up the courage in summer, brave the sunshine on Lake Luklin, board a colorful cruise ship, watch the falling light on the parasol, or the pleats of flies, and sigh. If possible, they also hope to use eunuchs as their slaves and hire Numidian herders to ride horses to guide them. What caused this situation? It is because the Romans were too superior. They now had to do nothing and enjoy entertainment, rationed bread, wine and pepper. They completely forgot that hundreds of years ago, their ancestors would have experienced decades of hard battles for a salt field to succeed--but these things, the Romans now disdained, as if they were taken for granted, and they automatically emerged from the ground like wheat.

If a nation is too superior, destruction is the main theme of its next drama. In fact, Caesar is the same as me, and is thinking about how to save this nation. Therefore, Caesar gained unlimited power in the hope of starting the first step of transformation, but he fell to the first step, but what did Caesar leave me? Here is a brand new term called "confederate equality". Yes, if the "republic" of the Roman Republic wants to last forever, it should not be the thirty-five Tribus of the Seven Hills, and it should not be the voting of the 193 100-person group. Its "republic" can only shine through the ages when it goes to the vast world and empire.

Therefore, I am determined to allow more people to have more votes to participate in this country. These three provinces were originally set up in Spain and Lusitania, that is, the entire Iberian Peninsula. Now I decided to divide it into eight administrative regions: Southern Lusitania, Northern Lusitania, Osetani, Betnari, Sagantan, Corduba, Caldes and Magara. Each administrative region has entrusted a chief envoy to manage it. It was promoted from Roman knights or local knights. The administrator has the right to recommend the local taxes and garrisons! Each administrative region is an independent voter. Since then, the election of key positions in the city of Rome has expanded from the original "none" to the "8".
Chapter completed!