"I am a citizen of Rome. The young people of Rome will constantly challenge you. After I die, there will be people who will continue to follow my mission!" - Ancient Roman youth Mtius made a generous speech after failing to assassinate Etruscan Wang Bosenna.

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There are more than a thousand people in the two towns and settlements, and a large number of them are elderly, weak, women and children, and many baggages. Suddenly, in a peaceful winter, they were forced to trek to the mountain pass leading to Vitoni in the vast snowy field. There is no need to say much about this suffering. However, Li Bida's ala cavalry was skillfully divided into three wings, with both wings skillfully carrying the reins, leading the mount to the snow and trotting the target, followed by a pack horse loaded with javelins, and one wing increased its speed, galloping to the left or right of the target or in front of the target, and then casting it out.

One or two javelins scared the women and children and screamed and did not dare to move forward on the snow. They let the men scold and beat them and remained indifferent. The ala cavalry received strict orders in advance and were never allowed to dismount and pick up the baggage abandoned by the other party on the snow. When the tribe men also rode horses to drive them out, they threw the remaining javelins, either drove away, or pulled out their long swords and turned around to fight. The other two wings accelerated their pace to respond, and repeated over and over, blocking the harassment. Soon, some people in the other party's ranks were constantly behind, and those who did not fall behind were exhausted.

Li Bida left some scattered soldiers, accepted the leadership of Sabokemus, guarded the robbery gains in Asa City, and took the elite slave soldiers and escorts, about thirty or fifty horses, holding flags, and the rest of the infantry were covered with sheepskin cloaks again. They lined up in columns and followed the financial officers. The shouts of infantry and cavalry were shaking the earth. Many people even began to light torches and quickly followed behind Li Bida.

Finally, at dusk, the snow reflected a cold yellow light, and sat everywhere with exhausted tribes and households and items that were everywhere. Many families hugged each other and begged for mercy. The Roman infantry passing by among these people just threw the rope into their hands. They asked them to tie themselves up and stay there to wait for the verdict. People, especially women, could not give up their children who were crying, and could only tie their relatives to themselves.

The ala cavalry began to circulate and raid. In order to transcend parallel, their horses were moving forward and running tirelessly. The white air exhaled by the horses and horses tangled together, forming a mass of mist. The distance looked like clouds and snow, and the three wings were combined into one at the high slope of the pass that Sabo had already designated. Then they got off the horse and took out the javelin, lined up the horizontal line, and completely blocked the escape route of Oktrabo and Ellisan.

The crowd of the two tribes saw that the pass had been blocked and could only stay in despair. Soon, several messengers wearing wolf-skins with olive branches came to the opposite Li Bidama. This time they were lying on the snow and were blocked by their spears and swords from the safe distance between Li Bida's men and horses. In the angry scolding and ridicule of the soldiers, they begged for Li Bida's forgiveness, indicating that the two tribes were willing to hand over the settlement towns and move them to other places.

"Don't expect that the barbarians of Iberia will also tell wonderful jokes. Isn't your township under my control now? Ask your elders to talk to me!" When the elders of the tribe were disguised and shook their bodies, they came to the half circle surrounded by Li Bida and his entourage's war horses, the black eyes under the helmet of the Roman financial officer were colder than the cold wind in winter.

"Now let me give you peace, and to seize all your weapons and twenty noble hostages, and then, in one day tomorrow, demolish the walls and towers of Oktrabo and Ellisana, and use these materials on the ruins of Asa, to build the camps for our army to use. And, to seize all your clothes, goods, food and charcoal, and you shall not move to other places, all of your former settlements, and shall not leave, no one."

"In this case, the God of Storm in Winter will automatically kill us!" An elder who could speak Latin shouted at Li Bida with a mixed emotions of horror and anger.

Li Bida shook the snow on his cloak with his horse whip, "It's okay, I will leave some supplies for your tribe, enough to let you survive the cold winter - or, most people live through the cold winter, this batch of supplies will not be small but not too much, and will never be too much for you to have the energy to do extra things. Finally, three days later, I will send an envoy to Vitoni to tell the Sincred tribe everything that happened here, and tell them that the Sincred tribe has forever rejected the Sincred tribe's right to protect you because of the coercion of me, the Roman financial officer, Emilius Gornalius Li Bida."

The humiliating peace was accepted. The next day, the men and women of the two tribes returned to their settlement under the supervision of the whip and sword. They began to demolish the walls and towers of the city according to Li Bida's request and transported them to Asa City. There, Li Bida's subordinates skillfully began to build a small camp, "Little Hottenhus!" Li Bida, who was monitoring all this in the distance, shouted.

Little Hottenhus immediately rode forward and saluted, "I'll give you a hundred-man team, take half of the hostages, stationed in this small camp." Li Bida pointed at the baton and described the order, "Remember, I'll send a scout out every day. I'll go back to Kimela to wait for your message, the message of the arrival of the Sincred."

"Master, what if I can't hold back, what should I do if I go out to fight before you come?"

"So I only give you a 100-man team so that you can't get out of the city to line up." Li Bida then took his entourage and rumbled down to Gaofu on horseback, escorting a large amount of wealth plundered from the three border towns, towards the direction of Kimela Dong Camp.

Sure enough, the arrogant tone of the posing messenger sent by Li Bida completely angered Sinclair, the largest tribe in the east of Vitoni. This tribe had always been unruly at the beginning of the Caesar's expedition, swaying between Lusitania and Rome, for nothing else, because it had two thousand tribal warriors and had twelve small vassal settlements like Asa.

When the messenger announced that the Romans had officially begun to attack the three towns of Asa, Oktrabo and Ellisan (the messenger did not say that these three towns had been trampled by Libida) and forced them to surrender to the city of Osir in Rome and no longer contributed loyalty and property to the Sincredians, the chief of Sincredian Mukuas was completely angry and shouted: "Don't I know that the two Roman legions, led by Caesar, went to the southern part of Lusitania to fight? How many people can you have at the border of Osir? Since you are going to fight, then fight us like a warrior!"
Chapter completed!