Let the soldiers make money, why bother with the life and death of others - Ancient Roman emperor Severu

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It has been two days since Adianna became a guest. Since she has restored her noble identity, she will naturally no longer mingle with soldiers and camp slaves. Even Porti left with Nesa.

Karabis probably thought that the princess had completely forgotten him. At this time, he was wrapping a blanket, eating dark bread ground from ebony wheat, drinking the wine promised by the Third Regiment before the war, and resting on the trenches of the military camp. Thankfully, he finally didn't have to eat barley rice. Since the victory at Sofini, the legion's food has been improved a lot, from officers to slaves.

In the ditch under his feet, Hebrida was digging mud with a bare butt, and her spine was covered with scars. She didn't care about the colder weather every day, which was also a punishment for him. The remaining soldiers of the Third Regiment and the camp slaves were inserting sharpened wooden stakes on the trenches to serve as deer villages.

This ghost weather is really cold. Karabis grabbed the messy hair that he had not washed for a long time. Now it is winter. The cold air blown from Mount Taurus can make you feel the sting of your throat even if you take a breath.

"Hey, Hebrida, you're digging a trench like a dog." Across, Arminius and Safano stood there, jokingly - but they both saw Hebrida raising her head and looking glaring at King Kong, and then closed their mouths tactfully. Safano took a wine pot from his arms and threw it down. Hebrida caught it, sucked it, and asked, "How is the exchange for the seized two days ago?"

"If there are too many military dealers, our wing will at least make this number." Safano raised four fingers, which probably meant that it was 40,000 Sesie's retreat. "But now there is only one contractor in the entire legion, and he fucked the price and finally only changed to this number." Safano closed two more fingers, "Herbrida, you are really brave. It's a pity that if you want to successfully prepare the crown, you may really get a hundred thousand."

"Fuck Lukulas, fuck Utarius, fuck unlucky Seventh Legion." Hebrida cursed, spitting into the ditch, and then asked again: "How do you allocate these two now?" At this time, he suddenly found that Karabis was sitting next to him, and immediately pulled a piece of stinky mud from his butt and hit Karabis's face. The centurion was the centurion, and the javelin was thrown accurately, and the stinky mud was thrown very accurately.

"Get out of the way, go," said the former centurion concisely and angrily.

Karabis wiped off the mud from the corners of his eyes, and his cheeks were sore. If he had been in his time, he would have been angry, but his mind was still calm and he understood his situation first, so he hurriedly turned his back and obediently moved to a place five meters away.

Hebrida was very angry and said something to Aminius and Safano, his tone was fast and intense.

At this moment, a melodious sound of trumpets came out of the village gate on the bridge on the trench next to them.

"What the hell is going on?" Hebrida in the trench raised his head and shouted to the flag-holders on the bridge. A centurion in the other party's queue, with gorgeous armor and a multi-colored horse-haired helmet covered with gold and silver ornaments, stretched out his fingers to Hebrida with contempt: "The 7th Legion, the glory of conquering Tgrasetta is our 11th Legion. You are following our butts, and maybe you can share some remaining spoils."

"This is the chief centurion of the Eleventh Legion. It is worthy of being the direct line of Tuna Lukulas. We are just suffering first and sweetest." Aminius said sarcastically, squinting his eyes full of crow's feet.

"Bastard!" Hebrida grabbed her butt in anger, and had no choice but to do anything.

At this time, several commanders on the tower of the village gate shouted to the bottom: "Who is the fuck from the Third Regiment? The coach summoned the assistant, the auxiliary soldier, the camp slave Demitrius, and the slave Karabis, who have something to ask for inquiries."

Hebrida's face turned pale. It must be Karabiya. No, the little girl, the princess Adiana, participated in him in front of Lukulas! It's really perfect now.

"Karabis, bastard Karabis, I should have chopped you and that little girl away in Karabi's palace! Yes, was it you who reported to the top, right? Or did you collude with that little girl to harm me, um!" Along the way, Hebrida, who was still naked, continued to intimidate Karabis and pushed and shoved Karabis. The words under her crotch kept shaking, and Karabis had no choice but to look at her and hear it.

When Hebrida, who was naked and covered in mud and scars, walked into the Golden Eagle camp in Lukuras, the men and women present were embarrassed. Karabis saw Adiana sitting on the gorgeous blanket at the guesthouse. At this moment, she was wearing a pure white striped skirt with scallops on her upper body, a gray mink scarf on her shoulders, and her chestnut hair was like a cloud, and her jewelry was shining with radiance and eyes were flowing, beautiful and charming. She was no longer the dirty and poisoned little girl at that time.

But she still had that bad temper, and when they entered, she was arguing with Lukulas.

"It is a lucky chance to win in Sofini based on the supplies and numbers of your army. The strength of the Armenian king is more than that. He is still a large number of successors to join the war. It is better for your army to retreat early. A balanced armistice agreement will have great benefits for Big Bendu, Rome and Armenia."

Lukulas gracefully crossed his hands and dragged his chin with his fingers, and looked at the excited Adiana slowly, just like looking at his ignorant naughty daughter. Claudi was eating fat barbecue piece by piece, staring at Nasa, who was as passionate as if he wanted to tear her off one by one, and the two of them were passing the best messages in the air.

"My dear brother-in-law, Bablius Claudi, what do you think of His Highness the Princess just now?" Lukulas suddenly asked.

Claudi was caught off guard and could only laugh dryly and perfunctorily: "Brother-in-law, I am just the captain of the Governor's Cavalry Team. I am not convenient for me to speak about this kind of strategic problem."

Lukulas smiled contemptuously, Adiana raised her wine glass and said meaningfully: "Maybe Lord Claudi would prefer to discuss this topic with my aunt afterwards."

Just as everyone was about to explode, Highbrida and a group of three people came in.

"Low-ranking centurion, who allowed you to look like this in front of the distinguished guest!" Lukulas asked unhappily in a ring chair, facing the naked Highbreda.

"My most respected commander, I have been stripped of my post now, just an auxiliary soldier. This look is also the punishment of the military law to me. Just as you said, the army has its own rules." Since he knew that there was a lot of danger, Hebrida simply let go and spoke without hesitation.

Lukulas's face became even more gloomy, and he lowered his voice and asked Adiana next to him: "I heard that the Queen Princess lived in these three people before?"

"Yes - I'm not afraid of things like Zhang Yang. Compared to my father's childhood living with wild animals in the jungle and wilderness, I only feel the favor of fate for me." Adianna's tone was very plain, and she didn't look at Karabis.

"Then." Lukulas' tone suddenly became stern, "I have a question, was it because Hebrida had stolen Lingtang's crown in advance, or was the wit of the Queen of the King who kept Lingtang's relics until now?"
Chapter completed!