"I am an ordinary man, and I only seek the happiness of ordinary people." -Petrac

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

This made Caesar laugh. He stumbled for a while, then judged: "This guy has always been very fast. I guess he will automatically go directly to Colliberia to close the encirclement because he is a person who does not need special reminders and is inspired by God."

"I will not lose to him!" Victintoli swears to Caesar with his fist with his fist in his chest, "In this battle, I will wash away the shame of the family and make the Alvini people the most glorious tribe in all Gaul!"

Caesar, who was a head shorter than Vichentoli, admired his ambition very much, and stood on tiptoe and hit the tall young man on the shoulder with his fist. "At that time, your family and children will automatically enter the Senate and put on a purple ribbon robe."

Hearing this promise, Vicintoli just smiled slightly.

In the middle of the Corduba and the Eporo River, under the gloomy clouds, a huge team was marching rapidly. The soldiers behind were sweating, shouting and whipping the pack horses pulling baggage and equipment, and could not be thrown too far by the vanguard soldiers. This road was difficult, full of high and low forests and barren wilderness. Fortunately, after the Corduba surrendered, the most powerful tribe of the local Karl Shepherd sent a guide and auxiliary soldiers to Libida. Libida knew that these indigenous people should not be offended. He would not make stupid mistakes like Varo, but would welcome all Karl Shepherds into the tent, regardless of their status, and would not allow them to engage in low and heavy work. Instead, he announced the exemption of taxes from their tribes, giving money and wine, and promised to grant titles to Roman allies.

This made the five nobles of Karmu feel excited. They guided Li Bida's Sixth Army and the Twenty-Seventh Army (newly formed) very well. After constant consultation, they completely avoided the steep and rugged places, "and they would definitely stay on the battlefield of Taraco easily and quickly."

But Li Bida was obviously not satisfied with this. If Pompei's army really arrived at Taraco, then all the previous plans would be ruined! He needed to intercept the enemy's pace and then annihilate everyone. Only by achieving such merits can he be Caesar's right wrist, chief deputy general, and acting commander-in-chief, and will also rise to a better level in the future, that is, to become the deputy of the entire Republic.

So when the guide led all the generals to a high slope with a cool breeze, Li Bida could have a bird's eye view of the progress of the dozens of Romanian troops in front of him. "If you set up a camp here, there will be abundant wood and streams to absorb. You can also control the Eporo River with cavalry, or you can turn from the canyon to attack the city of Taraco." The guide Karme was obviously very proud of bringing the army to such an ideal area.

At this moment, the chief centurion, the civil guard, and the newly-successful Gallius, were wearing sleeveless light leather armor, shouting that the wind here was cool, it was simply hot in the Paladin Mountains in the city of Rome. "It was just that there were no villas of strange shapes." Angandinus joked, and then he noticed that the acting commander-in-chief was sitting upright on a small Egyptian-style chair, with no drop of sweat on his forehead, and his eyes were bright, as if he was thinking.

So everyone quickly calmed down and waited for Li Bida's thinking and decision. After a long time, the other party proposed an idea, "Sabor, go and ask Guide Carlmu. If the army enters directly to the Eporo River, where will it meet Pompei's legion?"

Everyone thinks that this is his risk of avoiding head-on conflicts, because both legions are newly formed and have not experienced the test of fierce battles. If they face the five legions of Pompei head-on, they may not only not block the other party, but will be at risk of being severely damaged.

But when Carlmus's guide said the place name "Corribella", the acting commander-in-chief asked about the distance again, and then issued a decisive order, "The whole army marched day and night, and the destination was Corribella." Then, he had almost no leisure to persuade his subordinates, but directly explained his thoughts: "Everyone, we are all those who have sworn to Caesar with our lives. We vowed to follow him to the ends of the world until the traitors were destroyed and the shame suffered by the civil officials and the Republic,

Therefore, Caesar would never betray us. Since the five legions of Avranius were galloping towards Taraco, Caesar would not sit idly by and watch them leave safely. This is a critical moment that concerns the whole of Spain. He will inevitably send cavalry to drag the enemy to death and drag them to death, destroy the enemy's supplies and fighting spirit. After a simple calculation, we must make sacrifices, block Corriberia, and trap all the enemies to death. This is the real glorious victory, which is better than ours in Lusitania.

The victory is much stronger than martial arts. So there are only three choices in front of us. The first one camped here as suggested by the guide, and leisurely watched Pompei's five legions escape from Spain, let them return to their enemies, pick up swords and kill more of our comrades elsewhere; the second one, we can attack Taraco directly, but think about the former Marcella, it has long been completely isolated. I used the absolute advantage of four legions to siege it, and it took so much time, not to mention that my fleet is still staying at home.

The city of Dies, and Taraco's enemies rely on strong walls, can still get the support of the New Carthage and Sakantan squadron at any time. We can't afford to eat or stop it. The best and most direct thing now is the third one, namely, to rush to occupy Colliberia, and don't let the shadow of setbacks that were once in Kofinium, because at this time, Pompei's five legions consumed amazingly. When they ran there, they were already at the end of their way, like an arrow that finally shattered the ground, there would be no lethality!"

After hearing these words, Angandinus, Sabokemus, Hanske, Conbano and other generals, also understood that real honor was not achieved through marching, but had to be tempered by blood and fire to shine. Now the opportunity has come, so he saluted the acting commander-in-chief one by one, preparing to arrange tasks one by one.
Chapter completed!