The biggest weakness of war is the soldiers' belly.

——Latin proverb

Demethlius was lucky. When the legion drove away from the ruins two days later, he scrubbed and ate hot food because of hot water. Even if it was just barley porridge, he could resist it after all. Now he was on the stretcher, and he was more concerned about whether his appearance was damaged.

Libida secretly borrowed ten drachmas from Porty, hired two other camp slaves, and carried Demethlius to walk, the Jewish slave was obviously full of gratitude: "You are a righteous man, and you will receive my kindness."

Adianna never had the chance to meet Lukulas, because the Hirbrida's Centenarians were kept in the camp and were not allowed to enter the city, and even the slaves they belonged to enjoy the same treatment.

According to the soldiers, after Lukulas entered Amisus, he shed tears. He told his generals: "I used to envy Sura's good luck. Today, my envy is even stronger because Sura once protected Athens from war." The general summoned the surviving citizens and sent them funds to relocate their homes, and encouraged them to call their still-living relatives and friends to rebuild the great harbor of Amisus.

About three days later, the chaos in Amisus ended, and the satisfied legion soldiers slowly calmed down, retreated from the city wall, and returned to the camp.

Next, Lukulas' military operations continued to be carried out smoothly. The various detachments conquered the city and soon even the capital of the Kingdom of Bendu surrendered. Mitradati VI arranged for eight thousand Silesian mercenaries to stay here, most of whom were pirates and had no intention of defending the city. Under the advancing of only five brigades of Roman soldiers, they set fire to the city and escaped by boat. But this time the Roman soldiers did not rob Synop again because their greed was satisfied in Amesus, which seemed to make Lukulas feel a little relieved.

After Mitradati's base on the southern coast of the Black Sea changed color, Lukulas sent a young military guardian named Apis to the capital of Armenia, Atacsetta, and asked the Armenian king Tegranis to hand over his father-in-law, Mitradati VI, who is now holding a certain territory in Armenia.

Apis' journey was long and arduous. He had to travel through dense forests, steep mountains, and lagoons, and then reach the capital of Armenia, Atacsetta, surrounded by towering mountains. This is a huge white fortress that takes into account both political and military significance. The designer happened to be Hannibal, the mortal enemy of the Romans a hundred years ago. At that time, the Carthage lion was taking refuge in Asia and tried his best to persuade Armenian King Atacness to build a capital that can control all directions here, and copy the "Carth of Carthage" from the sea to the mountains.

When the Armenian nobles questioned the decision between the king and Hannibal, they asked, "Why do those Latin people have to spend time and effort to build this city to guard against such illusory enemies?" Hannibal replied, "Yes, they are far away from you now, but now, they will definitely come to Asia, and will come to this land at a speed that you can't imagine, and conquer this land. In order to avoid losing the fate of surrendering a hundred years later, we must be prepared for it now."

A hundred years later, the Armenians almost forgot Hannibal's warning, and they enjoyed the convenience brought by the castle to their military cause. Fifty thousand elite infantry cavalry rely on it and went out to fight everywhere. Tegranis conquered countless surrounding kingdoms and barbarians, imitated the Persian royal family, and called himself the "King of Kings".

Now, the proud Tegranis began to feel that this mountain city was in a remote place and could not reflect the superiority and luxury of the king of kings. So he forced countless craftsmen and civilians to build a flat Greek-style city in the plains in front of the Taurus Mountains, preparing to be the new capital in the future. The name of the capital was also named after his name, called Tegraceta. (Setta means "the city of Tegraceta")

Although it is late autumn, Tegraceta is immersed in carnival. Officials, civilians and even slaves, no less than 20,000 people, all rushed into the racecourse built on the foothills. The oval multi-story track with bronze mirrors at the corners as a sign of the racekeeper's turn. The audience is like mountains and seas, the poor sit on temporary mats or stools, and the rich sit under the guards of slaves, and the whole family sits under small tables and parasols. The building terraces around the racecourse are the most powerful in the city, where municipal officials, governors or royals have the right to stand on them to watch.

With a sound of gongs and drums, the audience roared and cheered, and the audience started a wave of tides. Six excellent racers rushed to lightning, and then turned rapidly. As the referee fell one after another, the racers' cars were constantly crashed and resolved during sharp turns. Whenever this bloody scene suddenly appeared, it would arouse the audience's screams, curses and laughter, because no matter the poor or rich, they would make their own property and bet on luck in such events.

On a terrace with vine flower stands to the south, a burly man with an unusually large figure and a very thick beard. He sat on an ivory ring chair with some displeasure that he was afraid of hitting the railing with his hands, and looked down at the events below. It was obvious that the racers he sponsored were at a disadvantage.

The slaves and entourages around him were all wearing gorgeous silk short clothes and presented the man with golden cups and plates containing fruits and wine. Suddenly, there was a loud noise on the racecourse. It was on the final of the two carriages. The giant man followed the sound angrily, threw the gold plates to the ground, and then stood up, "Faobi, this clumsy horse master, he deceived me, lied to my horse, lied to me to decorate the treasures, and also lied to me a few of the most beautiful female slaves--just just now, he would have fallen to death on the spot, otherwise he would live more uncomfortable than death tomorrow." When the giant man caught fire, his fat body trembled rhythmically.

Amid the cheers like a tide, on a terrace opposite, a rich man smiled and provocatively picked up his wine glass to greet the giant man in this direction.

"Who is this guy?" The giant man narrowed his eyes and stared at the man. An old man next to him, obviously the identity of the chief guard, shrugged and replied, "Who knows, he is the sponsor of the champion Ma Shi." Soon, a slave who recognized the other party stepped forward and whispered a few words. The giant man clapped his palms and ordered: "Come, come, give me a plate of hazelnuts from the opposite terrace, Mr. Alcius from Sadies City, to convey his respect to him and congratulate him on his horse's first pick in this final."

Then, surrounded by slaves and swordsmen, the giant man took the arm of a gorgeous woman beside him and went downstairs, climbed a sedan chair with peacock feathers, and slowly left the crowded racecourse.

"Brother, it seems that you are in a bad mood." The beautiful woman sat in love with the giant man, stroking his bearded man.

"Damn Faobi, damn it! Maybe my mood won't be better for a day." The giant man muttered.

At this time, a scream came from the terrace north of the racecourse. The rich man named Alcius, whose face was ashen and foamed at the mouth. Under the gaze of the at a loss of time, he lay on the ground and twitched. Hazelnuts rolled everywhere on the ground, and soon he became angry.
Chapter completed!