"This man, with his vigilance, made a move to make things happen again for us." - Augustus's evaluation of Tiberius

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"You just abandoned the situation where everyone fought in Gaul in the past? Forgot how we fought side by side in Xiaoshushan to deal with the 200,000 Helveti people?" Li Bida played the emotional card, but in his heart, he did not have much hope of persuading Rabinus, because this slightly fat and young chief deputy general, although he was a very easy-going person on weekdays, from the logistics and independence front, once he touched the essential principles, he was definitely much stubborn than Curio.

Hearing Li Bida's questioning, Rabinus smiled, "Don't say that, my friendship with Caesar is much earlier than you, even if you and Caesar have friendship in some transcendent aspects (have this kind of rumor has arrived in the barracks now). When I became a civilian guardian, I risked my life with Caesar to fight against the 'ultimatum' of the Senate. If I remember correctly at that time, it seems that you have just arrived in Rome shortly."

"I'm curious, did you choose to deviate from Caesar for political philosophy? This is ridiculous. You have never had any conflicts with Caesar in the past ten years. You are his shadow, his right wrist, Rabinus!"

"Yes, yes, but now the shadow is about to fly away. In addition, if Caesar loses me, it means losing his right wrist. What he loses is the soul, life, and even the honor of being a Roman. Libidaus, I was born in a poor countryside named Jinguloum on the coast. There has always been real estate of the Pompei family. Do you understand now? Republicans, civilians, dictatorship, and democracy have nothing to do with me, just because my father's time was a clerk of the Pompei family. Even if Pompei did not send a secret envoy to persuade me to surrender. In this traditional responsibility, I will still serve in Pompei's camp - will you disobey his wishes when you are alive? Do you dare not fight with him?" Rabinus pulled the reins of the horse and expounded his position excitedly.

"But the tuna is not a shelter like Pompei."

"This kind of problem is no longer important." Rabinus interrupted Libida's words, then sighed, "How confused I am. I should have done nothing to lose. I chose to serve Pompeii. Then I left Caesar without leaving Caesar, but I still received Pompeii's orders and came to instigate Caesar's legion, letting my friends and superiors down." After saying that, Rabinus slowly took off his helmet, unloaded his cloak and armor. Then he wrapped himself in the clothes of ordinary civilians, jumped off the horse, and said to Libida with a wry smile, "Now I have completely given up on rebellion, and it is difficult to succeed for those three legions, because their commanders are Caesar and you! I am leaving now, and going back to Arimilon. It is not good to sneak into it, so I always have to give Caesar an explanation."

"Did Caesar never ask you anything in the previous few months?" Li Bida was very curious.

Rabinus shook his head and said, "The drama between two real men is often silent drama without words." After that, he walked forward and hugged each other with Li Bida. Without saying anything, he got on the mule cart brought by Li Bida, and Li Bida stepped on Rabinus's horse. The two of them didn't say a word and separated from each other at the fork in the road.

"Jingulum, it's my hometown, don't forget!" This was the last sentence Rabinus shouted to Li Bida's back.

Li Bida fully understands the meaning.

In the stern winter wind, Secredirus standing in front of the camp gate, he thought that Li Bida was coming to call everyone to go to Rome and carry out the triumphal triumph during the Goddess Festival, but Li Bida, who entered the camp tent, quickly summoned all the senior centurions, civilian guards and generals of the three legions, and then spoke bluntly, "The Senate will soon issue an ultimatum to the Governor. Not to mention triumphal triumph, we will become traitors soon, soldiers are forced to be repatriated, and the generals will lose their future."

The centurions and others who were thundering, drew their swords one after another, were furious, and claimed that they were shameless people who were controlling the sacred palace.

"Pompey murdered Claudi, the guardian of the people, and deceived most people. His ambition was to become a dictator and kill the republic and democracy in Rome. Now his confidant Marcelas has taught Pompey the sword representing Dick Thidd. Now we are the biggest obstacle to Pompey's dictatorship. The Senate has become his private place for his wishes. Little Gatu is also manipulated by him--the ten guardians jointly wanted to protect the Governor General, but they were still rejected and even persecuted by Pompey's followers. Three of them remained in the city and insisted on the struggle. Seven have been made into slaves. With the assistance of Helscius and Ebro, they fled towards Arimiron in advance. Since the guardians' official guardians have been defeated and even persecuted.

It can no longer work and can no longer stop Pompei's ambitions. Then we are the only ones left, brothers and comrades!" Li Bida finished his words in anger. He knew very well that the soldiers and centurions were not interested in what color they were on the flag. As long as there was a reasonable reason, these people didn't understand it anyway. The following was the real highlight. "Pompei's current goal is to recruit new troops in Italy to deal with us. These new recruits are often vulnerable. But after I left Rome, I heard that Pompei was thinking of a way to not only take the treasury of the Parthenons for himself and become his own military expenditure, but also covet the money of Saint Curry."

"Bad bastard, St. Curry's money is used to deal with the invaders of Germanic and Gaul!" shouted Secretreus.

This holy kuo seems to hit the point of his subordinates, and Li Bida was very satisfied. The so-called holy kuo is aerariumsanctius, which is said to be set up by the ancient Roman consul Manlius three hundred years ago. It is a smaller independent kuo than the Parthenon treasury, but it is also in the Parthenon, with a separate room. Unlike the kuova used to pay for daily operational expenses, the holy kuova has the only function: it is the emergency kuova that was urgently activated when the Gaul barbarians attacked, and it is said that it is full of gold.

"Why should we use the gold from the Holy Cut to kill us? The abominable Pompei." Many centurions yelled loudly and asked Li Bida for the reason.
Chapter completed!