"What. Caesar is here!" This was the first reaction of Bibruce on the sickbed after hearing the situation of the war in Apollonia. He did not scold anyone, but climbed out of the bed with his cheeks burned like rouge, took his entourage with a dagger and a dagger, and shouted, "Where is our fleet, where is our ship? Where is Caesar's goal? Is it Dikhaqiang or Olikum, or the Apollonia we are in?" Several slaves tried to stop the overly passionate fleet commander, but when he heard the disappointment: Caesar's main attack direction was unknown, because during the days when he fell to recuperate, both Lipo and Maximus were lazy, and the crew sailors were unwilling to wander on the sea anymore, and chose to rest ashore, and did not intercept the patrol team. Therefore, it was too late for Caesar's action to intercept again.

Bibruce roared, angrily hitting the sculpture with his sword, cutting the mouth and nose on it to pieces, "Let me sail, and Vispilo and Mirokius of Olicomb, hurriedly sent ships to attack, capture the ships carrying Caesar's soldiers, and sank them one by one without forgiveness. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Even if Caesar's first wave of troops landed ashore, he could destroy his second wave of troops. Then they were trapped in Epirus, and there was no way forward and retreat. Then, let the three legions of Gabinus of Delphi and Sectus rushed over, and Caesar was finished." Bibruce was burned down like a joyful devil, dancing with his hands.

Caesar's fleet was sailing very fast on the comfortable sea. He set out that night and arrived at the landing site before noon the next day. Of course, this was not calculated accurately by Caesar in advance, and the technical limitations of that era could not do this. Everything depends on the face of the goddess of fate - the lucky Caesar. He led the first team of the Nine, Ten and Eleventh Legions. A team of about 12,000 people and 2,000 German Weaver Cavalry, beyond Bibruce's expectations, was ashore on the narrow and felds called Palestinian beach further south. It was sandwiched between Corfu and Apollonia. It was a prominent headland, which was more conducive to Caesar's consolidation of defense against the possible counterattack of Pompeii.

"Blessed by the gods." This was the first sentence that Caesar said after he jumped onto the land and was also the expression of his true feelings. Then he asked his subordinates to follow the Aegonatia Avenue in Greece from the Port of Dikhachan, and occupy the key points, because in the dozens of Romans in the south of Palest, there were berths of the Bibruce fleet, especially Corfu Island, and Caesar did not dare to neglect at all. After he climbed onto the land, he immediately took off his wet clothes. After wiping his body with olive oil, he changed into the only salute for this trip, "a set of dry armor", and then immediately headed north and marched towards the city of Apollonia where Bibruce was.

As long as Apollonia is captured, there will be a solid bridgehead so that he can have a foothold and will not be annihilated by Pompei's army on the shore.

Then, Caesar asked the fleet to return quickly to pick up the rest of the legions led by Anthony who were still on standby in Port Brindisi, and came here together.

On the other side, on Corfu, from Apollonia to Dikhachan, on the towers of various cities, beacons ignited everywhere, and Bibruce's fleet also took action. He ignored his illness and personally led twenty ships from Apollonia. In addition, nearly a hundred attack ships on Corfu should be in place soon, "Take a shark, devour Caesar's ships, catch them, and catch them!"

Soon, a ship with a striking flag arrived at Olicombe, slightly north after inspecting the commands and codes. At that time, the two commanders were preparing to respond to Bibruce's order and took all the fleets to the sea to search for attacks. However, Princia's "information" was also sent at this moment. The sender made it clear: the southern coast of Italy was blocked very closely by Caesar, so the hostess sent us to send intelligence from the slightly omissioned north.

"Immediately, Caesar's chief deputy Libidaus will raid our port city with three to four legions." After opening this information, Vispilo was shocked. Could it be that Caesar's crossing the sea there was just a feint attack, and Libidaus was the main attack link, and the city they were stationed in was so unlucky that they were the first to bear the brunt.

Mirokius on the deck there was also silent. The three legions must have been equipped with a powerful fleet, and they only had ten ships on hand, carrying the pitiful forces of three garrison brigades. He had previously reported to Bibruce and Gabinus many times, demanding to strengthen the defense of the place, but they were ignored. Now that things have come to this, they cannot help them.

"We ignore the intelligence and take the fleet and soldiers to sail!" Mirokius said boldly.

"But will not be punished if the city's defense is discarded?" Vespilo said worriedly.

Mirokius's old army and had enough experience, he said to Vispilo: "The whole army is now unified, and we have followed the order of Bibruce when the information is sent, so that even if Libidaus comes, we will not have to bear the blame for Olicombe being captured. We also asked the clerk to copy the information three times, one for Bibruce, one for Rilias, who was besieging Isa in the north, and the last one for Gabinus and General Marseilles, who presided over the whole Greek city-states in Delphi!"

The two of them had decided to do so, so they jumped onto the ship and drove towards the southern waters. The reason was very sufficient, "assisting in capturing Caesar's main fleet."

Over there, Li Bida and the chief brigade of the 16th Legion, led a thousand Mathians away, and had already set sail in the northern Adriatic Sea, with the goal of Olikum. "If the enemy abandons the city and leaves, we will quickly occupy this harbor; if they dare to resist, they will use bellows fire and the Marcelian lady to attack. No matter how big the sacrifice is, they will succeed. We don't have much time!"

But it was obvious that the false information he had spread in advance had made meritorious contributions. Olicomb had no garrison soldiers at all. When Li Bida's fleet sailed into the water port, the Presbyterian Church had already stood on the dock with the flower boy and shouted to welcome him. It was the morning of the next day. Then the group of people saw in surprise that this was just a very small fleet, with only about two thousand soldiers coming down.

But the intelligence was spreading rapidly along various channels of transmission like arrows toward the inland of Greece as the fall of Olicombe.
Chapter completed!