Habaruka next to him was sad and held Li Bida's reins, "Dear male master, this army is your investment, why did it be handed over to that thin officer?"

"This is an army, not a shopping mall, and it is not just about money. Habaruka, you don't have to worry. Maybe in the winter camp in three months, I will have an elite army that is stronger than the 13th Legion." Li Bida sighed. Although his words were majestic, he was nervous inside.

"First go to the direction of Ga, Italy, and move forward." Li Bida ordered weakly. Fortunately, Apis finally missed his former companions and gave him more than 100 mules and horses seized from the barbarians during the Battle of Crossing the River. The trumpeter and flag-holder of the leading soldiers, these two types of soldiers are often extremely poor, so they assumed such military positions that do not require equipment. After discussing the matter, they began to play local music from Sardinia, a passionate and sentimental tune. Li Bida was in the team in this depressed mood and asked about the name of the music. The answer he got was "Thyme", a plant rich in Sardinia.

Thyme can be used as a cheap spice, can repel mosquitoes, can be eaten, can be used medicinal, can be used to dispel cold. Isn’t this kind of crop like a panacea similar to my current status in the Governor’s Office of Far Spain?

Well, if I get what I want and really recruit a whole auxiliary army, then the nickname of this army is "Thyme"!

It was safe to go to Italy, because it took only half a day to go, so there would be no accident. After negotiating with the city's post, Li Bida led hundreds of people into this small city, preparing to rest for a while, and then went to the Vitoni Mountains. I heard that it was not peaceful there, and many tribes followed the Lusitanians to rebel, and there were small groups of bandits running around everywhere.

The city can barely be regarded as a settlement. The Celtic-style wooden walls and city gates built with rivets are large sloping wooden houses of the same style, with smoke from cooking fires or fireworks that hammer the utensils, because the most buildings inside are blacksmith shops, and the steel forged on the Iberian Peninsula is famous for the Mediterranean. The local barbarians are much more advanced than civilized city-states in this regard. They learn to bury the iron half into the soil like a primitive oracle, and take out the forging after a while to obtain an unparalleled sword blade.

The residents were not cold to the auxiliary soldiers who were lined up by Li Bida. In the past two months, they had seen the soldiers coming and going. They knew that Li Bida's next step was to go to the Curia venue in the center of the city to discuss the details of garrison and supplies with the city elders.

When Li Bida pushed open the bronze door of the Curia venue, he found that there was nothing inside. There were only a few slaves with nameplates burning around the brazier, drinking honey wine and chatting. Hay, writing boards, pottery jars and other debris were scattered around. It was obvious that after Caesar left, the elders of Curia here suddenly felt like they were released on the southern mountain. The whole city was full of a relaxed atmosphere. Li Bida was a little angry, "Is there no one here who serves this war?"

The slave replied tremblingly that the people in charge either went to their farm to handle the food storage, or went to the warm Sagantan and the Lucao Bay in New Carthage to disappear eastward.

At this moment, a serious voice sounded in the corner of the room, "My name is Sabo Kemus, and I am still working in this Curiari." Li Bida looked in the light of the window. The young man of Sabo Kemus was in his early twenties, with short hair as neat and serious as his tone, thin but firm, covered with a simple and clean robe, holding a hooked pen tube in his hand, and said, "Mr., I am accounting for the logistics supply of His Excellency the Governor."

Li Bida was very curious that this young man could be meticulous in this situation. He nodded at the other party with approval and asked: "Are you from Roman origin?"

"Aquiria, a free harbor city that has gained citizenship, but I immigrated here with my father at a very young age. My father was a low-ranking clerk in this city when he was alive. After he lost his father, I took over his job. I had to work until I was thirty before I could truly hold a public office." Sabo Kemus continued to answer in an orderly manner.

"Are you familiar with Vitoni's customs and customs?" Li Bida took out the gilded baton he received in Pontikabiang, took a few utensils, placed it on the table, and signaled the young man who was a few years younger than him to set up a situation chart.

"Vitoni is located in the east of Lusitania, between rivers and mountains, and with the far Spanish territory, the city of Osir as its hub. The local tribes are extremely alcoholic and barbaric. They sometimes abide by the Gragus, sometimes violate them, and plunder Osir in groups, and there are several roads to go there..." Sabokemus said in a very organized manner, causing Li Bida to nod frequently, and then take out a purse with fifty dinars inside. "I heard that among the coins in circulation here, the Celtic gold coins are more popular, but I came from Rome, so don't worry about it. I am very interested in you, maybe you should abandon this boring scribe job, and as my guide, I will give you this number every other market day."

Sabo Kemus opened his purse, looked at it, and then said, "Can I advance your year-long reward?"

"Because my term of office and His Excellency Julius is only one year left?"

"No, my family life is relatively difficult after losing my father. I really want a Celtic bench with blankets and cushions for my mother to sit in her spare time, but it is expensive."

Li Bida felt that there was no reason to refuse the serious boy's request. He snapped his fingers to Habaruka next to him and said that he would pay the three thousand dinars or two thousand drakma in advance, and asked him to come to the military camp to take an oath tomorrow.

Just when Habaruka was heartbroken, Li Bida walked out of Curia and gathered the soldiers together in front of the venue. He now lacked the experienced non-commissioned officers, and even Pop was taken away. He had to do many things himself, but these auxiliary soldiers were in good spirits. They were just released in Sardinia (the master sold them to Li Bida for higher money than on the market). When Li Bida saw them, he recalled the scene when he first appeared in the snow in the wind and snow of Lekdania: both fear of swords and arrows and crossbows, and the desire to change his identity through establishment of merit.

The equipment of his subordinates is very poor, but it doesn't matter. He still has some assets in the vault. He is ready to order a large number of Ratney curve-style long swords and elliptical shields used by the Celtics in the city to arm them - my army. As long as I can maintain strong character and quality, I will not be stingy with equipting their money. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!
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