It seems that the little widow didn't say anything, but she also recognized that Karabis inherited her family in her heart. Her rare dressing was for the courage and ability that she had never returned today. In Plaza Laconia, she was sure that not only the pace of the family's revival, but also her personal family future. This made her hold Karabis's hand and tremble a little.

Yulia's declaration was indeed effective. After a while, someone loudly asked about Karabis' identity, or the treatment of recruitment, and some people questioned the reputation of the Li Bida family and were unwilling to repay the service. The entire square suddenly became lively and people gathered more and more.

"Those who served as the tenth lieutenant captain in the camp team used to serve again and enjoy double the food and salary, and those who served as the centurion were four times the ones! The veterans who served again would give four hundred dinars a one-time resettlement fee; the new soldiers would give two hundred dinars a one-time; if they were willing to release slaves to join the army, they would pay the master's money at the price, and we were willing to bear the tax on slavery (Romans need to pay taxes to the state for freeing slaves)." The 13th Legion's scale officers under the Iron Hands began to report the conditions loudly and proudly. To be honest, this condition was quite generous even in the city of Rome, because Karabis received some money from the Parthenon, which is the location of the treasury, and Crassus and himself also paid part of it, so the 13th Legion's vault is not short of money now, but people are left.

"Weapons, equipment and food are borne by the Legion Committee. You just need to pass the assessment immediately. The heavy infantry assessment is three items - throwing shot put and javelins, running and swimming with weights, and light scattered soldiers are also three items - throwing stones, jumping and climbing. As long as you pass, there will be resettlement fees. There will be resettlement fees, and each heavy infantry is also given a military slave!"

Just as people were bustling to receive the imprint, Yulia on the stage suddenly added an attached condition: "During the camp ceremony, you must swear to the statue of the God of War and the wife of the God of War and the statue of the King of Numa. If you are a free citizen and a slave, you must swear to my man's personal loyalty!"

As soon as this was said, the crowd suddenly fluctuated. A forty-year-old man with a stubborn face and a few people immediately jumped onto the small stall opposite the high ground and shouted: "This 13th Legion is just an auxiliary legion. Everyone knows that the auxiliary legion has no food and salary, and will use the grant of citizenship to deceive the barbarians and slaves into the army, but do we still need it? This Yulia Libidaus is indeed the general's granddaughter, but she lent usury in advance and participated in the trade, which has defiled the family reputation. Now she has brought a foreigner with unknown origin. She actually said that he would inherit the family's lintel and lure us to allegiance."

The man's confrontation caused the square to be in chaos. Karabis hurriedly patted his chest and explained to everyone: "The identity of the Thirteenth Legion is only temporary. In two years, we will have a triumphant style and will inevitably be upgraded to a formal legion. Have you seen that my flag is the iron hand inherited by the ancestors of the rebel Katilin of the Republic. This army also made contributions in the Eukxinghai Expedition. Although the national treasury only paid part of the food and salary, we have a financial backer to support it, so there are also legion treasurys, and the salary will only be higher than that of other legions. Believe me."

"You are just a foreigner with a strange origin. Look at his skin color and his hair, unlike us. He may just be a broker in the city of Rome." The man continued to mock him loudly.

"Valerie, I recognize you!" Yulia beside Karabis shouted angrily, "What kind of citizen are you? You are just a peregnidediticii. I will say a few more words to reveal the truth - you were originally an Epirus slave, but later you followed Sura and my grandfather's army. After the service period expired, with the help of my grandfather, you obtained the identity of peregnidediticii (foreign naturalized people, second-class citizen), but you are not allowed to live in the city of Rome. You must settle in the eighty Romans, and the next generation will only have a vote.

Voting rights. You are still a disciple of our family and you can't rebel!" The little widow was harsh. Before, because of her family's decline and she was a woman, she had no binding force on Laconia. But now Karabis is by her side, which gives her great power. Yes, this man is right. She needs a combination of family and wealth to exert her maximum power. The name of Libidaus is now to restore prestige and service to Laconia again. All soldiers must invite the statue of King Numa to the military camp and be loyal to it.

Navaleri didn't expect Yulia to recognize his identity. He felt fear. This little girl was indeed similar to his grandfather. When his grandfather was alive, she could recognize everyone in the barracks. Now she could do it. But what if she was just a woman? Then Valeri still shouted, and his irrationality and insulting his head. He not only mocked Karabis, but also mocked and insulted the Libidaus family, laughed at the old Libida's rebellion against the Republic, and laughed at the old Libida's wife's affair, saying that he no longer thought he was still a disciple of the Mengchen family. He thought he felt ashamed, because the master of the Shaman had never given him what he deserved.

Yulia made a quick decision. She ordered the armed slaves to rush out of the crowd, walked up to the small stall opposite, and pulled Valery off the high ground in front of everyone. "Where are the weapons brought by the recruiter!" She stared at Karabis, and then without waiting for his answer, she voluntarily pulled out Karabis' dagger and threw it to the armed slaves through the crowd, "Slice his throat, this is what the shelter should give him."

Soon, the unlucky Valery covered his throat with blood splattering, stared at his eyes and heard the sound of air roaring there, and his feet fluttering in the dust. However, some people around him thought he was talking too much, while others were afraid of Yulia. In short, no one dared to say sympathy, and they all watched Valery's final tragic scene.

"Reiterate again, the one who killed the disciple Valery was my man's dagger. He had the power to kill the ungrateful family's disciples and also had the power to gain your allegiance." Yulia held Karabis's hand again and said.

Finally, six hundred heavy infantrymen and eight hundred light-clad scattered soldiers were recruited to Karabis's command. They swore directly to the statue of King Numa brought by Yulia in the square, and then swore to the statue of Mars in the camp on the Oristano plain, and entered the camp, and received the imprint of the Thirteenth Legion.
Chapter completed!