"Now, even the beasts of Italy have caves to live in, while the warriors serving in the country have no place to stand. They have wandered around with their wives, sons and children for help." - Gragu

In the bright wind and light, the Golden Bull Eagle Flag of the Thirteenth Army, and the New Team Flag of the Tenth Team: The top is the iron hand of Katilin's relics, and the following are six silver rings representing the woven fabric, symbolizing the six hundred-man teams, shining with brilliant brilliance.

"Your Excellency, I'm glad to continue serving under your hands."

"It's time for us to go to Lusitania to show off."

"What is the Tenth Legion? They are like girls kidnapped by thieves in the cemetery, waiting for us to rescue them."

"Kill the savages, use their heads and ears as gifts for the Day of the Governors, stuff them into bags, and transport their gods as spoils. Our triumphal sensation two years later also requires fancy things to appear in front of the square of Rome."

The columns on both sides of the temple were full of flag-holding officials and centurions. They clamored one by one, and greeted Karabis who was passing by.

Milu and Tagus are now following Caesar in the city of Ga, Italy, while Pope and Hottenhus are still following him. As for Hebrida, Karabis understands his family, so he operates him to Fortress Pretes, becoming a senior non-commissioned officer with an annual salary of 6,000 Ses. In addition, the ten thousand Drakma paid to him by Triali before, this guy can enjoy a fairy-like life without having to move for three years.

"Full team, head to Ostia Port!" Karabis ordered, and then touched Hualiyulia's letter.

At this time, there were about 400 heavy infantrymen and 300 light scattered soldiers following Karabis. They had no weapons at hand, and the team lacked pack horses. The luggage was carried by people themselves, and of course there were empty numbers of the six brigades of the Thirteenth Legion.

But when they arrived at the Port of Ostia, they discovered the power and terrible aspects of the monster Crasso. His extremely large fleet, including full paddlers, boatmen and workers, were transporting baskets of vegetables, flour, knives and axes, iron hooks, garlic, wine and other supplies to the ship. These are all essential things for HNA. Such huge supplies seemed to be in hand. He just gave an order, and countless knights and owners would help him handle any trivial and subtle processes.

"A man who cannot even have an army is not worthy of being called wealth." This is by no means Crassus' arrogant words.

After boarding the ship, whether it was the light paddler who was avant-garde or the flat-bottom transport ship that followed, they all raised various sails. They were arranged in an orderly manner in the shape of huge sagittals, and Karabis pulled the cables. Looking at the land coast of Sardinia gradually approaching, he did not forget Yulia's letter, but he was not a good person, especially during the march, he told Crassu about this matter. The other party's answer was that, as far as I know, Yulia was not a woman who could act with personal emotions. Since she asked you to go, there must be a reason.

So Karabis wrote back and agreed on the day of the meeting. He immediately chose a small port near Oristano, and handed over the responsibility of guiding the army to Pope, so that the ships with cargo and soldiers would not delay and continue to move forward, and he docked with the rest of the ships.

On the pier of the small port, Yulia came to greet her in person. She combed her hair and dressed up clearly, and she was dressed up carefully. She was sitting in a relatively gorgeous sedan chair. Habaruka and a group of accompanying slaves stood beside her, "I won't be delayed for a long time, I'll follow me tonight." Yulia was wearing a woven blouse, but this seemed to be what she bought, or woven by a female slave, because the iris pattern on it could be identified with the naked eye, which was the biggest difference from her clothes she had made.

Yulia's words were so precious that Karabis was a little misunderstood, but instead of going to the Opherano Manor, they braved the night to continue to move towards the north of the Oristano Plain. The little widow, no, is now at least his nominal wife, without saying much, but always looking at the blurry road ahead.

At about dawn, Yulia said to Karabis, who was riding a horse next to her, "The front convenience is Laconia City."

It seems that the local fields are not as rich as the core area of ​​Oristano, and the hillsides appear to be rugged and barren. The sheep are driven up the mountain road by shepherds in the morning light. It is said to be a city, but in fact it is a cluster of grey and shabby houses, and there is a relatively lively market in the center.

"This is called the camp, because Laconia used to be a place for veterans." Yulia continued to urge the carriage and horses, saying.

"If you guess correctly, this place has a lot to do with your grandfather."

Yulia on the sedan chair nodded, "Opherenu is actually my grandfather's manor, but when our family came to Sardinia, the earliest place to settle down was here."

Later, Habaruka explained clearly that Old Libida followed Sula for a lifetime. Later, Sula also placed his old subordinates in Laconia, Sardinia, because when he was a big soldier, he would not expect to retire, and there would be a fertile land for you. Most of them were such remote and barren resettlement areas. After the rebellion failed, Old Libida escaped into the Opherunu Manor and never went to Laconia again. Although it was the intention of escaping the world, it was also to avoid hindering the responsibility of his old subordinates.

In recent years, the veterans of Laconia have also had a bad life. The pension is as thin as the land there. The owners of the large manors in the south of the island often control the market conditions of the goods and exploit them wantonly. If Yulia had not brought Karabis in person today, the deputy general of the Thirteenth Legion would not have known at all that the rich and beautiful Sardinia still exists in this grey and miserable corner.

"Don't look at this appearance, this city has a population of four or five thousand." At the gate of the city, Yulia looked at Karabis and said. Karabis understood that more than half of the residents of this city were her grandfather's subordinates many years ago or Krien's disciples. Yulia wrote this purpose. She wanted to use Laconia's "recruitment" as a means to repay Karabis.

The order for the consul of the Senate to recruit soldiers was soon posted on the central square of the Curia city in Laconia, on the platform built, Karabis and Yulia stood side by side. In the mud and dust, the veterans and young generations who had just harvested the wheat gathered curiously, and soon there were hundreds of people. Many of them recognized Yulia, but they were skeptical about her past and whispered.
Chapter completed!