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On the whistling sea, the highest commander of the Pompei fleet, Bibruce, had a flushed face and a hoarse face. He had already had a severe cold due to his age, excessive fatigue, rain and wind, and was lying on the deck. The slaves around him raised his cloak and fed herbs. However, the highest nobleman in the Roman family still had a hoarse voice, struggled to get up, sat in the puddle with ordinary crew members, scooped water out and poured it out, "The more stormy the waves, the more we should strengthen our defense against Caesar. He is a cunning opponent, who likes to be surprised, everyone

All cheered up - I have said a long time ago that the boy Syketus was unwilling to execute the prisoners and sacrifice to the gods, which was a blasphemy against the gods of the sea, so the weather was so bad, cough cough cough cough cough!" Bibruce covered his chest and coughed violently, as if his lungs were full of swollen gas and water. He divided the fleet into three columns, and patrolled the seas of Dalmatia and Apollonia without any slackness these days, in order to capture Caesar's possible crossing fleet, destroy all the bald ships of the captives, and imitate pirates, throw Caesar himself into the sea water to feed the fish.

But after a few days, there was still nothing. Bibruce couldn't hold on. He fell ill and could no longer effectively command the fleet. Since the victory in Curicota, the atmosphere of relaxed and proudness in Pompei's army began to rise. Even the long-time generals like Lipo and Maximus were also thinking in their minds: after the previous defeat, Caesar was captured by three to four thousand troops, and the naval ships also lost a lot. His own fleet was very poor and weak, and he should not take risks in such bad weather again.

So, in the end, the slaves raised Bibruce, who was seriously ill and confused, got off the ship and left the sea at Dikhaqiang, and sent him to the city of Apollonia for recuperation and treatment. Maximus became the commander of the city's garrison.

At the same time, General Lelias' elite Macedonian First Legion and the Second Legion quickly headed north and began to enter the Illyria province of Caesar. When Caesar took office as the governor of Gaul, it was a small province of "dodge". Caesar did not devote too much enthusiasm to this province, such as sending tax-protected knights or bloody conquests of barbarians, so the scene was always peaceful. Most of the colonial cities also took the pro-Caesar position, so they became the focus of Pompeii's attack.

So, just as Bruce was still talking nonsense on his sickbed, the weather on the sea suddenly changed from the storm of the previous month to sunny and tranquility.

Caesar of Brindisi immediately seized the good weather that only a few days ago and quickly set out!

It was already evening. When everyone saw the seagulls circling on the sea surface easily and observed the faint stars, they judged according to experience that it should be clear and windless weather in the next few days. Caesar immediately asked all the camps to mobilize and arm themselves, "Go to Greece to welcome the final victory. After a decisive battle, Pompey lost the war, so don't be greedy anymore. Leave all your luggage in this port and board the ship lightly. The more people the better. Telureas is responsible for staying at the port to dispatch ships. All the ships are divided into two teams, and I personally led the front team. Soldiers, as long as you can win in Greece, there is all wealth there. Looking back at the luggage left in Italy, I will probably treat it as a waste." Caesar ended his speech with this playful words.

"We are willing to obey orders and oaths, and follow His Excellency Dickito to the ocean to fight." Eight, Nine, Ten, Eleven (brought back by Eurabela), Twelve and the newly recruited Twentieth Legion, a total of six legions, took action one after another. They rode on torches and boarded the ships, endured the smell of unpleasant dampness, and were close to the horses and beasts, because they knew that Caesar would command himself, and that was the symbol of victory.

Just as Caesar was riding on the white horse, watching the soldiers boarding the ship in a row, his guard chief Milu next to him said, "The 11th and 12th legions are still large in number. The former has 4,000 men and 400 cavalry, and the latter (formed by Li Bida) is the strongest, with 6,000 infantry and 1,200 cavalry; but the remaining legions, because they always fight non-stop, are many injuries, now only two thousand people, and only three,500 people are more than 2,000 people. As for the twenty legions, they are rookies, and can only be used as troops who stay and escort the baggage."

"Milu, you should understand that my confidence depends on these people. The reason why I dare to cross the sea and abandon the way out to fight Pompei's camp is because although I lack senior generals, there are young heroes like Libidaus, Anthony, Curio, and Eurabella. Although they lack experience, they are brave and courageous, loyal and energetic. In addition, my centurion team and backbone veterans are stronger than Pompei's mobs. Pompei's core combat power is in those elite legions. Moreover, since he passed away from the East, the backbone of his army has lost most of the retirement due to retirement, and the reorganized army has not been as powerful as the legendary one after another. In Spain, we have eliminated the 130 brigades of Pompei's army and allied soldiers. He has no more blood and we don't have to be scared by him."

Just as Caesar spoke confidently, under the night, Anthony, with a shameful look on his face, slowly came to Dick Thiddou in casual clothes, but before Anthony could say anything, Caesar waved to him enthusiastically, "Marco, what are you waiting for, you bastard? After I passed by the front team, you are the commander of the back team. You are facing a vigilant enemy fleet. Please seize the opportunity!"

Over there, the Thirteenth Legion, which received the message of Caesar's crossing the sea, was originally on the way to Ravenna, but suddenly stopped, then turned back to the stationed at the city of Rome.

The news immediately reached the eyeliner of Pompei's place in the city of Rome. That night, the patrol of the Thirteenth Legion caught several private letters and prepared to spread the movement - Li Bida, who was ready to "create intelligence", that is, he suddenly ordered the Thirteenth Legion to get rid of strange and unreasonable behavior and induce the traitor to appear.

Soon, Li Bida used the "slave firefighting team" and, after torturing the secret envoy, he captured Princia, the most famous socialite in Rome, into his own house.
Chapter completed!