It was already winter in the blink of an eye. At the northern gate of the city of Rome, on the Emili Avenue facing the Rubicon River, Caesar and his followers walked forward on the walls with their horses. When they arrived at the tree-lined avenue outside the city, Caesar drank the birds on the bare trunks. All the birds flew up in panic and hovered under the navy blue sky, making Caesar laugh.

Julius Caesar, within one year of his first reign, defeated the Senate and successfully won three provinces, four legions and five years of governorship, but when he went to the north bank of the Rubicon to take over the legion and prepare to go to Gaul, there was no grand farewell party, which was incredible in the city of Rome. For solemnity and etiquette were indispensable for the Roman nobles, even the simplest, needed.

Whenever someone goes to a province to take office, his relatives and friends, his disciples and subordinates in the city will go to the person's home to hold a banquet for farewell, and will not stop drunk. I wish the host "shows a bright future" during his term as governor (either starting a successful war or shaves the ground). Once the host succeeds during his term as a senior, it will be a situation where all his friends and disciples will have the opportunity to be promoted.

But Caesar was different. Previously, he temporarily summoned several followers in his house in the Subra District, which was full of brothels and slums: Crassus, Caesar's nephew Diccias and Pedith, as well as his personal identification of deputy generals Rabinus and Cicero. Of course, there was also a low-ranking attendant among them, which was the emerging Libidaus.

While waiting for the gathering of people, Caesar knelt in front of his mother again, constantly asking for the mother to bless her health. He also asked the mother to pray to his daughter in front of the wax statue of his ancestors. The daughter who married Pompei should also be healthy and add new stabilization factors to his alliance with Pompei as soon as possible, and have the same healthy children.

"But leave with peace of mind. Are you afraid that there are not enough things that you have to worry about in your five-year term? Why bother with family matters here?" Oteria patted her son's cheek and complained proudly.

At this moment, Li Bida, wearing a cloak, stepped in from the doorstep casually. He hugged Caesar's friends, including Ebro and Barcatus, who were both Caesar's political assistants, who were specifically responsible for staying in Rome, conveying intelligence and handling chores, and of course, he would also assist Caesar's father-in-law.

"Little Leo and Corinna are okay. Once their children grow up, their mother will have endless debts to pay back." When Li Bida turned around and kissed the back of Auteria's hand, Caesar's mother smiled and said, she asked Li Bida about her family's family matters for a long time. In addition, she also strongly asked Li Bida to take Julia, the wife of Sardinia, as soon as possible, "Couples must look like couples. Roman City has never lacked rumors in this area, so you have to be careful."

Next, Little Crassus also came up intimately to reminisce with Li Bida. "Several legions in Lusitania have already been at the foot of Mount Sutra, and we are waiting for us to go back. I believe everyone will be happy to see your return."

"So what, my old subordinates are now all in the 10th Gallic Legion or the 11th Illyria Legion. Now my relationship with them is only left to reminisce." Li Bida said with complaints, and then Caesar pretended not to hear it and explained various matters to Rabinus. This was the first time Li Bida saw this Rabinus, but according to Crassu, Rabinus and Caesar are also considered old friends. He was born into a civilian, so he naturally had a grudge against Caesar, who also safeguarded the interests of the civilian party. When Li Bida went to the East, Caesar's most capable helper in Rome was Rabinus.

However, unlike Apis, a commoner from the same background, Rabinus is a slightly fat man without showing his expression, and he seems quite friendly. Judging from the answers between him and Caesar, he is also very organized in his work. Li Bida vaguely felt the existence of his opponent. He was scared. Wouldn't my dignified 12th Legion of Illyria also be controlled by this person? Speaking of this, Li Bida wished that a battlefield like Cicero would be illiterate as the chief vice general. In such a time, half of Caesar's six legions would sooner or later be controlled by him.

Alas, why haven't Cicero come yet?

Finally, when everyone gathered in the house, Cicero still did not show up for a long time, and Caesar was a little unhappy, but he was a trustworthy person (provided that he made a promise with you), and was still waiting there stubbornly until someone sent a letter. After reading Cicero's letter, Caesar tore it off with anger and said briefly: "This guy who only knows how to pique his tongue is afraid of his military career. He will not show up. He just said that his younger brother, the person who serves on his behalf, will be sent to Port Aquileia later." After speaking, Caesar probably felt that he was a little too out of control just now, so he stood there for a while. In fact, he still hoped that Cicero could go in his heart. He also needed someone like Cicero as an ally, but the other party's unyielding attitude of going back on his word, turned his regret into resentment.

Finally, Caesar waved his hand and said that we should set off as soon as possible. Everyone then dressed their armor and cloaks neatly, took out their respective horses, and began to walk along the street towards the Po River Valley in northern Italy, and organized legions of garrisons that were not stationed in the same place along the way. If Caesar and his party did not have weapons and armor to confirm their identity, the people along the way would definitely think that this was the academy who helped them out for a walk. Except for Caesar who was a little older (forty-two years old), the other followers were 25 to 30 years old. The young man took them away and never brought them to Caesar, who was a middle-aged man, and they talked and laughed along the way, as if they did not involve the combat affairs of the legion at all.

But the setting sun at the moment began to cover the hills, and when the flock of sheep began to go home in groups amid the chirping calls of the shepherds, everyone finally felt a little tired. Some people were drinking on the horse's back to relieve their fatigue, some people were pulling the reins and lowering their heads to take a nap. At this time, Caesar slowly walked with Li Bida, and said to him with a sharp voice:

"I will entertain you for supper when camping in the evening, and then you will whip back to Rome."

Li Bida chewed dried figs in his mouth and said, "Are you going to do something against Cicero?"

Caesar pulled the cape scarf around his neck hard, exhaled heavily, and said, "That's right, because I have been walking for so long and listening to so many jokes, I am still angry. This shows that Cicero's mistake this time is too outrageous. In my philosophy, people have to pay the corresponding price to make mistakes."
Chapter completed!