"When you hear the trumpet, and everyone shouts, the walls will fall." - The Bible. Old Testament. Joshua

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"No, you can't kill me. Libidaus, you are Caesar's finance officer, and so do I, you have no power." Papingna turned his head, his face full of sweat.

"You say temporary financial officer? Don't worry, neither of our ranks was officially appointed by the Senate, so my power to kill you is not in the ranks, but only in - I need to get rid of you." After Li Bida finished speaking, he reminded Pope, who was holding a hammer, "Tell this Papingna, why we execute him."

At this moment, Conbano, who was on the other side of the stream, also got off the horse. The two minions next to him sprinkled Miti oil and wine on the sword in Conbano's left hand and lit the fire. The sword immediately burned, illuminating the dark and deep forests and streams.

Poppe's face was illuminated again by the fire. He was a little excited with the hammer, but his speech was clear and stable: "Yes, I tell you Papingna, you have not yet been lifted as a public enemy of the Roman city-state and cannot enjoy the treatment of a citizen. Your identity is still a member of the rebel army ten years ago, and he is also a person who killed the Lord and sought honor. As a subordinate of General Sethueris, I have the obligation to retaliate against blood revenge. Papingna - I think you should know how the legion sentenced members of the disobedient offenders. Scipio had used such punishment for the rebel soldiers back then."

This shocked Papingna so much that he remembered why Pope held up a hammer, with tears and snot falling down. He grinned and raised his arms, and whined, "Please give me some decent death. Soldier-like death." Before Pope could answer, the fat old man suddenly jumped up, howled, took out a dagger from his arms, and stabbed Pope straight.

Pop's flashed slightly, and he swung the hammer and it was a thread. Papingna's jaw was almost instantly knocked away. The letters hidden in the letter box of clothes flew like snowflakes. The dagger was directly stirred into the stream. He fell sideways and fell into the pile of fallen leaves, his face full of blood, but he was still instinctively crawling into the gaps of the crowd. Several horse bandits came over in the water, smiled and grabbed Papingna's hair, cut his hands back, pressing his back, forcing him to kneel down and kneel down in front of Pop.

Pop took out a few black, oily nails and threw them to a minion. At this time, although most of Papingna's teeth were knocked away, he was still mixed with blood, tears and snot in his mouth. He made a begging sound at Pop, but the other party was indifferent to his grief. The minion pressed his back to the ground, pressed his hands and feet, as well as his head and neck. Pop slowly squatted down, and then Papingna made his first shrill cry, his arms were like spasms, because Pop used a hammer and a spike to nail his left hand, and nailed it firmly to the ground. Pop was extremely calm when doing this, like a wooden stake, jingling and orderly.

Then there is the right hand, and then the two legs. While Pop hits, he holds the remaining nails in his mouth. He must pursue the nails of Lord Papingna to nail them firmly...

After a long time, Papingna stopped shouting, and many long pinned his hands and feet were pierced. He was like a specimen of animal skin, spreading it tightly on the ground in a strange posture, leaving only the wounds that were penetrated with blood. Pop then stood up and wiped the slight sweat from his forehead. Just like admiring an artwork, two knowing minions placed a cork pad under Papingna's neck, and then placed a statue of antler in front of Papingna's eyes that had lost their vitality.

"It's OK." Pop whispered, then twisted a very long nail and placed it on Papingna's soft and fleshy neck. After aiming, he took a deep breath. The hammer in his hand hit him heavily, and once, and then, blood splattered on his face until he covered his eyes. Until he confirmed that what he was hitting was the dead body, he stopped hitting and threw the hammer. Looking at Papingna's tragic corpse, he felt mixed feelings in his heart. He first grinned, and then shed complicated tears.

After Papingna died for a long time, Kangbano held up the fire-burning sword and stepped forward to cut off his head, held it in his hand, swaying in front of Li Bida's eyes. Li Bida frowned and only smelled the smell of blood and burnt. "A few days later, throw his head into the army camp."

Then, Li Bida asked Kangbano, you are responsible for this murder, whether you are afraid.

"Killing this guy just can increase my infamous reputation for Conbano, and I can't find it."

"What if the reckless man and Apis come to chase you?"

"I am a horse bandit. Will there be no horse bandit be chased? And I remember your plan. When the enemy comes to attack me, I retreat, when the enemy sets up camp, I attack when the enemy is tired, I chase when the enemy leaves, maybe in a few years, I will become Lusitania, no, the most famous horse bandit in southern Iberia." Conbano raised his pants and was very proud.

Li Bida nodded and said, "It's okay, in fact, the reckless man and Apis will not be interested in you now. At most, these two legions, including my auxiliary army, will have a wider range of areas to go. As for you, it is a wedge I have installed here. I will fund you and convey the important information of the outside world from time to time. But you must be self-aware, otherwise I will wipe out you myself sooner or later." After that, Li Bida walked to Papingna's body

In front of him, he slowly picked up letters scattered everywhere, which were the most important secrets of the nobles. During the Roman Civil War, almost every noble family had people who fled to Spain for various reasons, such as official (public enemy) or private (partial branches in the family were fighting each other). The letters and exchanges between them and the Roman city were carefully collected by Papingna (he was Sethulis's confidential staff at the time), and finally became secret weapons in his hands.

Seeing this scene, Conbano was very excited. Yes, he was just a bandit, but even he knew how lethal these things were. As long as he held such things, money would flow out like a spring.

But the scene below shocked Kangbano again. Li Bida browsed the letters casually and piled them together. He took the still burning sword from his hand and inserted it into the letters. Soon the most deadly secrets were gone in the thick smoke of red and black flames.

"You, you, you are crazy!" Conbano couldn't help but shout.
Chapter completed!