However, in the camp, there is an extremely joyful atmosphere, for nothing else, just because today is the most important festival of the year in Rome, the Goddess of the Year.

Apis was unwilling to take the love. After arranging the shift, he ordered the soldiers to have fun and eat meat and dance, but strictly prohibit alcohol. As a result, in the camp, there was a fire in the fire. The soldiers shouted "Saturnalia" (the trumpet of the Goddess Day), ate the sauce and barbecue on the copper forks in big mouthfuls, and the women of the army, including Porti, came in and out, and brought the baked bread and dishes. The newly liberated slaves were also invited to the dinner party, because on the Goddess Day, Roman citizens would invite their own slaves to sit on the table and drink and eat vegetables, and share a day of life without rank differences. "In the Goddess Day, the elves and devils were released from the world, and human behavior was not restricted."

Karabis was also laughed by Aminius and others, carrying it up and marched back and forth in the tent. "Citizens and soldiers, please be aware. This guy was almost used as a sacrifice to Priapus some time ago and was castrated by the Greeks. Today, everyone would hold him on a roast fork to worship the god of agriculture!"

Everyone laughed, and one of the soldiers who had lost their left eye shouted, "Carabis, I heard that you had been the servant of the Princess Bendu before, so have you ever slept with her? How does the Princess' body feel like she is like applying honey?" As a result, the men and women in the tent were booed in a tide. Some women knocked on their cups and shouted, "Carabis is Porti's, and Parkabis is Porti's." So everyone started to cheer even more. They found some dry flowers and plants from the "harvest tree" and woven into garlands. They hung them on the necks of Karabis and Porti, and then they all danced around the two of them.

A loud noise shocked everyone. It turned out that Hebrida, who was sitting in the corner of the dining table, had a calm face and hit the wine glass hard on the table. Everyone was silent in uneasy, not knowing what the centurion was going to do with this question. As a result, he slowly stood up, breathed a long sigh, and said, "Cheers to Utaris, Safano."

After a while, everyone picked up their cups, "Cheers to them who entered the Temple of Mars."

"Long live the Third United!" Hebrida continued.

"Long live the Third United."

The snow outside was getting thicker and thicker. Several defeated soldiers from the Eighth Legion had enough food and drink. They stood in front of the commander's house, holding their swords and shouting the slogan "Tri Ali get out". Some people began to cry loudly, crying the civilian guards, centurions or comrades in the same camp who died in the daytime, and had a fierce physical conflict with the guards, which caused a considerable commotion.

At this moment, Terriali was indeed hiding in Apis's camp, fearing that the fierce soldiers would break in, and he would become a victim of violence. Apis sat in front of his simple thick wooden table - the table was his desk and his dining table, and after the bed was covered, he was still lying on a couch - slowly ate porridge and bread: "Mr. Commander, I advise you to eat first, because I don't know when the army of Bendu will come to continue attacking, nor when the reinforcements of Lukulas will arrive, and can only deal with the following situations after a full meal."

Terry Ali was even more panicked. He held Apis's table and asked, "Do you mean, Lukulas will not necessarily come to rescue us?"

As a result, Appis looked up at him, then ignored him again, and just kept his head at eating.

Late at night, the lively festival of the Goddess of the World was over, but the people who had not yet fulfilled their wishes still laughed and slapped in the camp, lit a torch, and pushed Calabis and Porti into a separate tent. This was what they intended to vacate in advance, and specially for the two of them to enjoy. A mule and horse breeder with a mouth laughed and joked: "May Priapus bless you tonight, and don't let the beauty sigh at the ** woodcut in the future!" Everyone laughed happily, because although they had just been liberated on this day, maybe tomorrow the army of Bendu came in, and they still couldn't get rid of the fate of being killed or re-enforced. It was the voice of everyone who was drunk today, so the women clapped their hands and sang:

If there were three wrinkles on her face and her body was as dry as a sack,

The snow-white teeth lost their luster and the big eyes became smaller.

He would say in disgust,

Pack up your belongings and leave quickly!

Your snot makes me bored, let's go quickly!

I want to marry a new wife who is not runny.

The man clapped his hands and responded:

She is as arrogant as a queen in this house,

But she soon threw down the king, changed the house and became a bride again.

Her bed was always hot,

Her window pergola is always open at night,

She married eight husbands in five years, which is amazing!

This should be engraved on her epitaph for future generations to appreciate.

After everyone laughed, they made enough noises and retreated together. The whole world in the camp fell silent, leaving only the sound of falling snow outside. Porty's eyes were staring at Karabis, and his thick wild lips slowly squirmed, "Karbis, you once said by the side of the sill car that I would beg for mercy under your crotch." Then, she slowly untied her belt...

"Oh... Karabis, you're right. You're not a virgin before..." Under the warm blanket, Porti raised his neck and murmured in disgust. He crossed his hands and hugged Karabis's back, allowing the other party to gallop on his body like a wild horse. Sometimes he intersected his eyes, sometimes rubbed his nose, sometimes bite his lips, and gasped and intertwined their bodies. "I'm very curious whether it was Adianna or the woman wearing facial armor..." This made Carrabis temporarily lose his mind. He dissipated his sweaty hair, supported his hands, and his lower abdomen was pressed against Porti's warm body, not knowing what to say.

At this moment, the enamel pendant that Adianna gave him was lying comfortably on Porty's undulating "Snow Spring Mountain", shaking slightly as her heart beats.

"What are you afraid of, Karabis?" Porti smiled and reached out and wiped Karabis' wet hair. "I'm just curious, just curious. No matter what the past is, I am the one who is with you now." After saying that, she gently licked Karabis' earlobe with her humid and soft tongue. Karabis's body shook, and felt her crotch suddenly swell up again, "Continue, maybe I will enjoy a sweet death soon, I will beg for mercy for you-oh..." As Karabis "slashed in" with all his strength, Porti's beautiful eyes flipped up, and then Karabis bit her lips hard, and the two of them fought heroically...

A few days later, the snowflakes were much cleared, but occasionally one or two of them drifted by the wind. Karabis patted the leather hat wrapped around his head with his hand, and covered his numb ears and mouth. He also hung a short sword on his belt, and his body was covered with a lock curtain and a cloak. It was the day when Aminius gave him, and his feet were slashing on the snow, making a crunch.

"Is there only corpses left here?" Hebrida, who was walking in front of him, grumbled with her hand and touched her nose that was cold red like raw beef.

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Chapter completed!