"Every time you shoot an arrow, the arrows fly far away, and with our prayers, no enemy can survive before you." - Rigveda

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Both sides began to argue fiercely, and Curio remained silent on the side. He was always versatile and did not offend him. He built a giant theater for Pompei, and he also responded to Crassus and Caesar. In fact, Li Bida called him to come as a window, not only to understand Pompei's movements, but also to reveal his own movements to Pompei.

Now Li Bida is not afraid of Pompei and Catu. What is there to be afraid of? His wife and children are safely in the villas of Milan and Illyria, protecting him with his private recruitment of soldiers. He also sent away the father of this world. As for Marcos's previous speech in front of the public, Pompei and Catu not only dared not make things difficult for him, but also had to distribute part of the inheritance to him to suppress the anger of the people.

In addition, Li Bida also understood the current situation. The chance of his stopping Crassu from going to the East to "death" was infinitely close to zero, and doing so was not in his interest. In his eyes, Crassu, who would definitely lose, or, to put it more seriously, what else could Crassu, who would definitely die, leave it to himself?

That's right, it's the seven legions he raised with his private money.

Even if it is brutally annihilated, with my ability, there is no problem in rescuing two or three legions. Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the corner of Li Bida's mouth, and then he asked the slaves to put a huge inlaid map board in front of everyone, and calmly let everyone stop quarreling. Listen to his plan.

"Well, you ask me to sponsor Caesar's 1,500 Tarants again. Let him privately invest in the 14th Legion. In addition, Libida's 13th Legion and the 12th Legion's chief thousand-man brigade must return the legion system in the province of Gaul. Then Little Crassus brought 2,000 Idui cavalry to return my system, plus Libidaus, the extra-partner army recruited in Cyrene, Egypt, and go to war together." Crassus pondered.

"That's right!" Li Bida then used a gilded baton to point out on the map board, "I'll return to Cyrene right away. There is still nearly half a year to prepare. If you want to deduct the 12th and 13th legions, I have three legions, which can be expanded at any time. Then in February of the following year, I took these three legions along Crete and Cyprus to Silesia in Little Asia. Then I took the kingdom of Ubertnia, and the queen there was my old friend, and went north to Armenia to obtain reinforcements; as for you, you will take seven legions along the same sea route to Syria to take over Bibruce. We are divided into two groups.

Your Excellency drove directly to Seleulia, and I went south around the mountain roads of Armenia to threaten the capital and food routes of the Parthians." Li Bida then drew a few more lines on the map board, "At that time, you will use the power of the Roman governor to mobilize all the human resources of the Eastern vassal states to join the war, with the focus on the Kingdom of Gerasha. When tuna was in deep conquest of the other side, this kingdom provided huge support for grain and livestock. I mobilized the cavalry and supplies of Ubertnia and Armenia. In addition, I immediately sent people to establish three to five permanent supply stations in Crete, Cyprus and Syria for your marching."

Crassus, including Barcelona and Ebro, nodded frequently. If the consul of Crassus really draws Syria, then Li Bida's expedition plan will be perfect.

Now it was Curio's turn to sabotage him, and he began to interrogate in detail, "I would like to ask, how many of the seven legions of the Consuls have combat effectiveness?"

This question made Crasus a little embarrassed. He just answered vaguely that the generals of the legion and the senior centurion were all re-service from the retired resettlement areas of Etruscania and Campenia. As for the soldiers, there were three regular legions, and he would immediately obtain the organizational authority from the Senate and recruit it from the Italian headquarters; and two auxiliary legions, from Sardinia and Sicily private equity; finally, the current Syrian Governor Bibruce, and two garrison legions, had just suppressed the Hashidi riot in Jerusalem, and had quite some combat experience.

"In other words, there are three troops in the future that you will be in the army of expedition, one is the other troops commanded by General Libidaus, one is the troops recruited from Italy and the surrounding areas, and the other is the remaining troops in Syria. You, I have reason to worry about whether you can command conveniently. In addition, the Kingdom of Parthia was not comparable to the sword-fighting slaves of that year. It is a powerful country with the most powerful horses and bows in the world." Curio spread his hands and expressed his concern, but he was not so intense. In Crasso's ears, it seemed that it was just a friend who was dispensable. Out of careful and kind advice, it will be used to embellish his great expedition victory in the future.

Li Bida observed the expression of the second-CEO's consul, and knew it in his mind, so he began to "round". "In the coming year, after the consul has completed all the military preparations and supplies, I will open up a road ahead, and then first clear the enemy barriers around Syria and Mesopotamia, train soldiers, and allow them to accumulate rich experience, stay in Syria to spend the winter. When the spring of the following year, I and the consul will work together to attack Parthia. I think the chance of winning is still 70% to 80%-even if the enemy is not decisively annihilated, your term of office will be as long as five years. We can still rely on Syria and Armenia to eat on both sides, and we will surely open the channel to the Seris Empire."

"Don't wait for the next year!" Crassus, who was nearly sixty years old, rose up and generously, "For this expedition, what I worry about is not the strength of the Parthian Kingdom at all. In the past thirty years, our Roman legions have been tired of easy victory and plundering against the East. Most of the centurions have felt pity for the enemies there. Even their hundred thousand people cannot defeat a full army. Tuna's previous war against Bendu has already been warned by the war before.

My point is well proved. What I am worried about is that many Roman people still distrust my military command ability and have always believed that I can only participate in the "internal informal war" such as the uprising of the Sword Slaves, saying that I can only defeat the rammed crowd of slaves, so until now, I have not won a triumphant. Then when I stand in the rich Babylonian city of Mesopotamia, those people will inevitably be upset about the past despise of me."

Crassus was so crazy. He was going to end his term as a consul early and go to the expedition to Parthia. He was really trying to commit suicide by betraying the world. Li Bida's eyes turned and then raised a difficult thing - you suddenly resigned from the most important consul, how to bypass the Temple of Concord and the Hundred-Man Group Meeting? Of course, the most important thing is that you need to coordinate with CEO Pompei.
Chapter completed!