The husband sitting next to her did not answer anything directly, "Yulia, everyone has the wisdom and means to survive in this troubled world, and also has the luck to avoid disasters. When you were burdened with heavy debts and wanted to sell your slaves at home, didn't I appear to help you at the right time? Where is the little pigeon, he was in a warehouse full of dead people, and he relied on drinking dirty water until the moment I went to save him. Even a character like Hebrida had plans, so you have to believe my good daughter - she would not be a lonely female wolf like Adiana."

After saying that, the couple hugged and snuggled together on their shoulder seats, enjoying the warmth of the autumn sun, and slowly heading towards the city of Corduba.

In the end, the four legions left by Libida to pacify Spain were the 13th Legion, the 19th "Isthmus Legion", the 21st Legion sent by Anthony, and the 27th Legion of Conbano. The commander was Petternius, and the deputy general was the Malaysian bandit Conbano who was familiar with the local customs and customs. In addition, Libida also dismissed part of the Spanish barbarian soldiers who had previously captured, and allocated the rest to Odaks and Bratis who performed well in the previous battles, and personally set up two territories in Iberia, allowing them to become the "four-point monarchs" with Conbano. So before departure, in the city of Corduba, Libida and his wife Yulia set up a banquet to entertain all the generals who stayed or wanted to continue their expedition with the high priest.

"During the turmoil of Katilin, I followed you to fight. Now you are my chief vice general. After so many years of hard work, all tasks have been completed perfectly. So I will take the lead in paying tribute to you this glass of wine." At the banquet, Li Bida and everyone sat around a large dining table. The couch was arranged in a centripetal manner. The first person he toasted was Petternius, the veteran was always responsible for support and logistics in strategic actions, and now he is in charge of the Spanish tutelage. He has made great contributions. Then the high priest asked him such a question, "So in the coming year, do you want to be my second-CEO?"

After this sentence came out, the generals and staff present began to show complex expressions. You should know that the CEO's seat is no longer suspense, so his assistant, the second CEO, is the place of competition that everyone is determined to win.

At this time, Petterneus was very calm, as if he saw through the ups and downs of life. After drinking, he said, "I am nearly sixty years old, and I will be the consul. I will only make others laugh at my twilight moments and become an important position. So if the high priest thought I had the ability to control the legion, I will appoint me as the governor of Lusitania, and I will guard the frontier for the high priest for a few years."

After hearing this, the high priest was very moved. He announced on the spot that Petterneus was the governor of Lusitania for the next year, with a salary of the highest among all governors, with a 500,000 sées a year, and had eight fascist entourages to lead the way. In addition, he also had a position in the priesthood of the Roman city, and his personal body was sacred and inviolable.

The old general expressed his sincere gratitude to the high priest's generosity. Then he turned around and said to everyone, "In the future, the Republic will not be a competition between two consuls and several legal officials. So many highly-heavy departments in the Executive Yuan will be where talents play their strengths. These emerging public offices will be much more honorable, pragmatic, and have a much longer term of office than the original municipal officials. In the future, everyone will not have to spend their energy on the annual election, but will be at ease.

We should make contributions to the country and the people." This sentence is obviously meant to be heard by the generals who long for glorious official ranks, because Petterneus deeply understands that when there are spoils in the conquest, everyone will do their best toward a goal, but it is rare that it is the issue of the rationing of the meritorious people after the end of the world war. Therefore, Petterneus's words are very clear, that is, in the new official rank system set up by the high priest, everyone will have a suitable position, whether in the capital or in the local area.

"Let us work together for the Republic!" Li Bida took the opportunity to raise his glass, so everyone responded, and the whole banquet soon entered a cheerful rhythm, with the harp, drums and dances surrounding people again.

"I immediately took the Legion of Lius, first arrived in Sardinia by sea, and then led the rest of the legions, from the Pyrenees and along the coastline of Nebogaul, and we strive to complete the assembly under the city of Rome in two months." In the music, Li Bida arranged the military operations.

At this time, the commander of the Sixth Legion, Angandinus, stood up with some displeasure, covered his chest and suggested to the high priest, "Great Consul, the Sixth Legion is the legion of your children recruited by you and your wife in Sardinia, which is the most trusted one. What's more, the temporary destination of your trip is exactly this island. If you throw your children in Spain and Gaul according to this marching arrangement, and take the new legion recruited from Cyrene, it will undoubtedly cool down the enthusiasm and loyalty of the soldiers of the Sixth Legion."

Li Bida laughed and said, "Okay, I respect Angandinus's proposal. I will take my personal sixth legion on this trip!"

"For the glory of the high priest, for the glory of King Numa!" A few days later, in the port of Osetani, ships with sails were arranged in a row, and the high priest himself and the guards, amid the shouts of more than 5,000 soldiers of the "Maselia" army, boarded the deck of the vanguard ship and set sail towards Sardinia.

At the same time, in front of the port of Lilibi, Leo stood on the dock, wrapped in a dark and simple cloak, beside him was the Lusitanian Guard with a sword, and in front of him was the provincial envoy, Malklus, the fleet commander Macmillan and Maximus, Tlureas, the commander of the Twin Legion, and Gaibo, the director of naval engineering. "Everyone, I have to tell you that this time you are not coming to see me off, but you are going to meet with me at the Opheruno Manor in Sardinia to discuss the rebellion of some of the previous Twin Legion."

Although Leo's words were gentle, there was no doubt that everyone present, especially Marclus, understood in his heart that the muddy waters in this rebellion were extremely deep. What kind of turmoil would the abbreviation of the abbreviation of "jl" bring to the evidence of the entire country? No, even an earthquake?

"Yes, we will all guarantee that we will make a real and effective oath in front of the high priest!" Marclus replied almost in unison with the rest of the people.
Chapter completed!