"The person with the greatest power is the person who can use his followers and friends to mobilize the most votes." - Gerze

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"My right wing can move forward!" Seeing that Dumigos was being fought, Li Bida ordered the soldiers to send a signal with a bronze mirror on the lighthouse. At this moment, on the side of Seymours Island, the core fleet directly under Li Bida, under the command and dispatch of Gabb, set sail and oars and rushed towards the wing where Nassidius was.

Seeing that the opponent's fleet was equipped with elite bronze horns and a complete range of ballasts, and was superior in number, Nasidius had no intention of fighting. He neither joined Dumigos nor stepped forward to fight Gable's fleet, but ordered all ships to turn the bow and escape in the direction of Tauroas Island.

At this time, all the citizens watching the battle on the top of the city shouted in despair. They had clearly seen the miserable ending of the naval battle. Many people even jumped down the city wall under despair and anger and died. Little Katu stood on the other side in the strong wind, crying to the sky, and the blue veins on his neck burst out - "If Dumijius and I die, maybe the Republic will be over, it's really over!"

The Gable fleet did not pursue Nasidius, but went directly to the flank to cooperate with Aidangis and violently attacked Dumijius. One ship after another was destroyed or captured. The Albissi would rather die in battle than become prisoners. Many people threw stones and javelins like crazy, and then controlled the boat to hit the enemy violently until the boat collapsed and died. In the end, Dumijius's huge flagship was surrounded by "swarms". Many corners of the collision attack came from all directions. Bronze was in full swing. The cover plate and armor were twisted and deformed, and the bridge was completely destroyed by throwing stones. The cross sail was full of holes and burned. Dumigos's leg was broken by the collapsed mast. He lay in a pool of blood, but he still held a short sword and shouted the slogan of fighting. Some of his disciples and slaves dived and escaped. But more were with his master until all the arrows were shot down by the raindrops, and they hugged the hull like a spider web. It seemed that Li Bidafang was intending to seize his flagship.

Several remaining slaves moved the blood-stained mast away. Dumijius struggled, picked up the golden seahorse flag and moved it hard toward the tail of the deck. In the end, one of his disciples helped him and dragged him up to the stern of the boat. "Thank you, but I can't be captured. I will stop except die. This is my oath - all the ambitious people, Caesar, Pompei, and Li Bida, take a good look. The strong fight between the Gatu family in front of the grave of the Republic!" This was Dumijius's final shout, and then he held the flag and flew into the vast smoke and waves, and instantly became depressed.

Several servants and slaves of the Gatu family tied themselves up with canvas and ropes at the stern of the ship. They quickly became popular, and soon Dumigos' flagship also burned. Although Li Bida's ships tried to drag it back to Seymours Island before they were completely destroyed, the fire was too fierce. Halfway through the journey, the big ship symbolizing courage and faith was only left with a charred skeleton, which soon fell apart in the waves and fire.

The city of Marcellia suddenly fell into a dim abyss. Except for one of the city-states running for a century, all of the other ships were sunk or captured by Libida. The body floated over the sea. There was no more miserable scene than this: a glorious city that stood on the ocean was now swallowed and destroyed by the ruthless sea water.

Even the only remaining Libida raid fleet was chased and found that it was abandoned on the island island. When two brigades of soldiers rushed to the fortress of the island, they found that all the guards had fled, and they didn't even have time to take away the food and military supplies in the warehouse. Nasidius did not dare to stick to this fortress at all, but fled directly to the Spanish province. In the final analysis, he was just ordered to attack. Since he had arrived at the city of Marcellia, it would be easy to get back. As for the final outcome, it had nothing to do with him for the time being.

Thus, Seymours and Tauroas Island, which are like the key places of left and right doors leading to the ocean of Marcelia, along with the docks, ports, lighthouses, warehouses, and various types of ships, are now all in the hands of Libida. The blockade of the city of Marcelia at sea has become like an iron wall. "This city is isolated from the world, and its walls are three quarters away from the sea. This was originally the impeccable feature of Marcelia, but now it has become its own rope."

The long death penalty has come. In the summer, when Caesar and Avranius are fighting fiercely in Spain; when Pompey is still struggling to think hard on Apheriga, he doesn't know where to point his sword; when Dihemoth, who is in the east, sends a legion to cooperate with Adianna's army, completely drives Cicero and captures Silesia; when Casio and Brutu finally settle in Ephesus, run around and call, recruits troops and grain, prepares to organize a new line of defense to stop the republicans

The collapse in the east; when Minand of the Bosphorus Kingdom reorganized the bronze shield army, obtained the assistance of Salmatia and Scythian mercenaries, and began to climb the ground of Sinop, in an attempt to restore the Great Pontus Empire, the city of Marcelia in the southernmost corner of Gaul, and the city of Marcelia, which was surrounded by many, seemed to be forgotten by the world, but the attacking and defense directly faced each other, continued the tragedy of life every day and night, either to death in battle or starvation.

In order to boost morale, Xiao Jiatu now had his messy hair on the street and ate on the ground, but more and more people starved to death around him. He was not rich in food, and now he distributed a large proportion to the defenders of the Acropolis. The anger of the citizens slowly grew. Many of them complained about the Fifteen nobles who were in charge of the regime, believing that these fifteen oligarchs had betrayed the entire city for their own interests and were facing the fate of starving to death.

Soon the riot occurred. Hundreds of citizens with their faces that had been starved to the point of losing their appearance radically and violently attacked the man's mansion. Under the guidance of his rebellious slaves, they killed all their families and young and old, and threw their bodies into the drainage channel. At this time, they opened the granary and basement of the man's house, and found that the goods and wine were abundant, which angered everyone even more. Thousands of citizens and slaves united, looted the mansions of nobles and elders one by one, and set fire to the municipal buildings. The city hall where Xiao Katu was also affected. He was embarrassed and escaped into a man's strong and barrier-like house under the protection of Munagius. Now no one cares and admires his style. Everyone's slogan is very simple, "Since this war can no longer see the hope of victory, why do we still have to be buried with the Romans?"
Chapter completed!