In the night, Li Bida and his group of people passing by the square with torches stopped in front of the bronze bow. Anthony took a few steps forward and kicked away several beggars who were huddled under the pulpit. Then the guardians remained still. Barcelona said to Li Bida: "In the current situation, Pompey will definitely accept the sword from the Senate, right?"

"Well, there is no need to waste any more. Here is the 'ultimatum' of the Senate." When Li Bida mentioned the word "ultimatum", most of the civil guards present began to feel uneasy. Only Anthony knew nothing about the position of civil guards was his first cry in politics. He had no idea about the operation and inside story. He just picked his teeth with a toothpick, burped, and leaned against the bow podium and looked at others blankly.

The "ultimatum" of the Senate is a very special existence in the history of the Roman Republic. It is said that it is special because its existence is a basis for all laws, but it actually exists, and so far there have been several deaths under its "sharp blades": the former Gragu brothers, and the Katilin, which is not far away from now.

So when Catilin was exiled and his followers were sentenced to death, it was not actually the one who killed him through public trials. It happened that Cicero mobilized the Senate to announce the "ultimatum". Caesar stood up for Catilin at that time, and one of the important reasons was the struggle for the Senate, which was the very and illegal extreme power.

Only those who enjoy the "ultimatum" treatment, even at the end of the world, are the "public enemy" of the entire republic, and all those who follow him will be treated equally as "traitors".

Now, this empty square is empty and unmanned, there are eleven potential traitors. The wind coming from the dark alleys around is like the call of unjust souls. They are like lonely troops surrounded by boundless enemies. Now only with fearless spirit can the situation be reversed.

"Don't panic, everyone below will listen to my arrangements with Curio. Are you willing to continue to follow His Excellency Caesar? I think the answer is obvious, and we have no way out. Even if someone is not determined and throws into the other camp, will there be any good ending in the future? There is a proverb in my hometown that after the hare is finished, the hunter will cook his own hunting dog to satisfy his hunger. What's more, in the current situation, we want to be hunting dogs, and we must not get it--soon, you and I will share the same life with Caesar and receive the elders.

The ultimatum of the House. Then let's face off to the right, or the eleven people present become traitors. Otherwise, we may be loved by the fate of the gods and defeat hundreds of specially elected fathers of the Senate as traitors. Therefore, the most important thing to do now is to support Caesar to cross the Rubicon River." Li Bida's last words were even more terrifying than the "ultimatum" in Curio's mouth just now, because the Rubicon River, the small river at the junction of Gaul and the Republic in Shannan, is not only a border, but also a psychological red line for all Romans.

Back then, the red line that Sura crossed was the border of southern Rome, Port Brindisi.

Now Caesar has taken the opposite path, but the nature is exactly the same, either becoming a traitor or killing a traitor, and everything depends on the dice of fate.

In the flames, Li Bida slowly raised his fist and stretched it out. After a while, Anthony and Barcelona took the lead in opposing his fists, followed by Paulus and Angandinus, one fists after another, and finally Curio's!

"Gambling with your wealth and life!"

Then, Anthony took back his fist and mumbled that he should leave the city immediately and led three legions to attack Rome, but Li Bida stopped him, "The time is not yet ripe. The final order must be given by Caesar before he can serve. If you and I are in advance, the soldiers will be afraid to become a traitor and disperse birds and beasts - Now Anthony, your mission is to continue to stick to Rome with Curio and Barthus, and the rest of the civil guards will go to Helscius' house tonight. He will arrange people to send you to Arimiron. Remember, those who stay or those who leave will not show their true value without persisting until the last moment. Marco Anthony, all words and deeds must follow Curio, and they must not make their own decisions. The time to truly test you is here."

"For Amborodes." The two of them punched each other, and then Li Bida winked at Curio and ran towards Pulama quickly.

In the chess and card room of Pulaima's villa, the little pigeon Paruma slowly packed up the board, and then, with Domufeng, he helped Marcos, who had just played chess and was tired, to the bed. This scene was very familiar to Li Bida, who was standing at the door. Everything was a repeat of ten years ago. The difference was that when the little pigeon grew up, he pressed the forehead of his adopted son and said, "The war catastrophe is ready."

The little pigeon put his sword on his back and nodded to his adoptive father.

In the courtyard, people and torches were shaking. Oplik and Kelly were rushing to dispatch people, but after Li Bida came out, he said to everyone, "Just prepare a mule cart. In the early morning, I and Paruma will leave Rome without any unnecessary entourage."

If he guessed correctly, that person would come to the garrison of the 10th Army, the 12th Army and the 13th Army at the same time, to compete with him for command?

In the cold wind, the gray-black rivers on the Italian land, the same color of frozen soil, and the black wheat straw burned by the serfs were rolling unruly across the rivers and fields together with the white frost. Li Bida on the mule cart slowly saw the gray-white, at the Great Framinian fork.

Sure enough, the man also came to this fork with several armed entourages, crossed a bare forest, and then climbed over a few hills, which was the camp of the three legions.

Li Bida looked at the man, and it was obvious that the other party also noticed him. The white mist sprayed out from the mule and horse's nose was intertwined. "You accepted Pompei's invitation to join the other party's camp. Now use your influence in the provincial army to rob these three legions?" Li Bida's legs were hanging on the wheel, while the little pigeon behind him held the hilt of the sword.

"Don't worry, Little Pigeon. Caesar's chief vice general Rabinus is not a general who will kill people in such an occasion. I am not joking, but I think so sincerely." Li Bida turned around and laughed at Little Pigeon.
Chapter completed!