The Thracian Saradu made all the girls in the city amazed—a praising word about the swordsman engraved on a wall in Pompeii.

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Karabis was so angry that he was about to have an attack, but at this time Demitrius grabbed his arm: "Karbis, don't stay!" Karabis looked back and saw that Hebrida was glaring at a distance of fifty or sixty meters away, biting her lips, carrying a sword and shield, running towards them.

"Get up." Karabis pulled his long arm, and as Adiana shouted and scolded, "Please respect the double-eared pottery jar", she pulled her up directly, and then took out a short knife (this was specially sent to him by the third party in front of the station). Now Adiana's scolding was replaced by a panic scream, "What are you going to do with the double-eared pottery jar!"

I saw Karabis grab Adiana's skirt, cut it with a knife, tear it with his hands, and turned to Potty and Demitrius, "What are you still standing there? Let's help, hurry up." The two of them were stunned for a moment, and then joined the ranks of "hand-torn cabbage". Adiana was so embarrassed that she shouted. Soon her skirt turned into a Hawaiian grass skirt, which was only more than her knees. "Okay, it should be much easier to run now, hurry up, Porti, you can pull her away!" Karabis told him while running forward, because Highbreda was only twenty or thirty meters away from them...

In the camp of the Armenian king, Tegranis stood in a military uniform with a sword, standing at the camp tent, waving his sword to the chiefs. The king gave orders. His mind was completely confused last night due to grief and alcohol, which led to his orders either being vague or in disorder. However, the chiefs and kings could only keep nodding, and the chariots and horses came and went quickly, attempting to dispatch an army of tens of thousands of people to effectively stop the Romans' offensive.

"Where is Charnus of Codini, Charnus of Codini." Tegranis suddenly thought of this little vassal country. He needed King Codini to take his country's spearmen to the left to block the attack of the Roman cavalry.

But he yelled for a long time, and did not see Charnus coming to meet him, until a servant came to whisper to him: Charnus of Codini gave up the camp without authorization and fled with the team, probably because he had reached a secret agreement with the Romans in advance.

When Tegranis heard the news, he was furious and slashed the door post of the camp with his sword, as if it was the body of the traitor Charnus.

The fierce battle lasted until the afternoon: the Romans successfully crossed the Sofini River, and many hundred men wedged into the Armenian camps, some of which were only a few Stadia away from Tegranis's main camp. The Armenians were killed and captured thousands of people. The remaining defeated soldiers gathered around Tegranis' camps, as if it was safer here.

Many staff members, including the prince Treser, tried their best to suggest that Treseris quickly retreat to Treserta, where they could replenish their subsequent military strength, and then compete with the Romans. But some chiefs from Arabia or Alminia ran to the night banquet of the Kings of Kings, drank wine and bragged, saying that the Romans' spirit had been severely damaged by their bravery in the daytime battle. As long as they rewarded them tonight, they guaranteed that the counterattack next day would be able to beat the Romans to the point where they could drive the Romans down to the Aegean Sea.

Tegranis was also very confused at the moment. He could no longer tell which side was saying the truth, because in today's battle, he had not witnessed the situation on the front line with his own eyes.

At this time, he saw Biduita at the banquet, the strong indigo-green highland warrior, swallowing wine and meat in big mouthfuls. While watching the plump female slaves who were wiping the meal table, he raised his wine glass and asked, "What mission did your master come here for?"

"I escorted Shang's father Metdorus, but now it seems that this task is ruined." Biduita replied, smacking the wine from his big bearded mouth.

"Then will you protect Nesa and me now? The price is not a problem, and the few female slaves you are staring at will all belong to you tonight." Tegranis continued to ask.

Biduita laughed and said that this was my honor.

"But you won't protect me like you would protect Metdorus?" Tegranis tentatively half-jokingly.

"Please rest assured, now my master has no reason to turn against His Majesty, so I swear with my own sword that I will never face His Majesty with my sword." Biduita drew out the Celtic sword he wore, which was such a brilliant treasure that the king and chief at the whole banquet were impressed by its brilliance.

"Good weapon, does it have a name?" Tegranis drank a glass of wine and was attracted.

"Of course, she is my Aibona. I am not the master of the sword, but this sword is my master, so my nickname is Aibona's right hand."

Tegranis and Nesa both laughed, raised their glasses and shouted: "Cheers to Celtic Wrangler and the goddess of war Abonna!"

"Cheers!" Everyone present raised their cups wildly.

On the other hand, on the foothills nearly a thousand meters above Tegranis' head, the third wing, which rushed very fast in the vast twilight, encountered the Armenian warning team stationed at the mountain pass.

Neither side expected the sudden appearance of the other side. When Armenian soldiers discovered the enemy situation, they rushed forward and howled. The first thing they were to bear was the 100-man team commanded by Utaris, who was walking in front of them. The Romans' group straddle tactics were not available in the narrow mountains, and they could only fight with the brave Armenian mountaineering combat troops.

"Rhombus formation, diamond formation!" Utarius kept whistling and shouting loudly. The three javelins in his flag-holding officer beside him were like sacks pierced. He sat on the ground and had not completely fallen, but he had only breath from his nostrils and mouth. Utarius took the battalion flag, stomped on the ground, shouting, "This is the boundary, do not take a step back, and the enemy cannot take away the battalion flag of the Sixth Battalion." He said to the trumpeter: "Blow the signal of encountering the enemy, and ask Hebrida to come up quickly!" The soldiers of the Hundreds were following his orders and formed a diamond formation, so that all sides of the team could be protected by shields. Arrows and flying stones hit it, making endless dongdong sounds.

The camp slaves sandwiched between two hundred-man teams also began to be in chaos. Several Armenian soldiers had already rushed into their ranks, just like mountain leopards entering a sheep pen. Many people were cut down and shot down. "Hide in the woods on the side, everyone is back to back, leaning against the trunk!" Karabis held a bronze axe in his hand. This axe was bought by him in the city of Amesus for a Drakma. It was also engraved with the inscription "Copolul's Workshop's fine workmanship". He acted with Adiana, Porti, and Demethlius. Everyone gathered together and slowly leaned towards a big tree on the side of the road.
Chapter completed!