"Of course this is OK. I have always opposed violence." Brutu agreed happily, then glanced at Caesar's coffin and said goodbye.

Just after Brutu left, a noise came from the aft of the courtyard, and then Caesar's wife Corpnia rushed out with tears. She wailed and grabbed Libida and Anthony, saying, "How stupid was my fear? Are you there, and many soldiers who were loyal to Julius during their lifetime? I am still afraid that those little boys, Brutu and his shameless mother have come to you to beg for peace? So Libidaus, I now ask you in the name of the widow of the dictator and the custodian of the inheritance, and send a legion to kill them all on the street, immediately!"

"Don't worry, noble lady, I immediately issued an order to bring the 10th and 12th legions into the city and wash away the entire Capitola Mountain." Anthony next to him began to feel unstable and blurted out that he agreed to Korpnia's request, but Li Bida vetoed it coldly.

Korpnia's expression became disgusted. She tore Li Bida's robe and said, "Did Julius have no favor to you during his lifetime? Look at your skin color, your hair, and your appearance. Without his promotion, you can reach the throne of one person and ten thousand people now, let alone Caesar is assassinated, and you and Anthony are the kings of this country. "His private heritage is 3,800 Tarant, my father and the key to the Holy Cutter, where I checked the documents at home, and there are 5,000 Tarant's assets. You two said, whoever is willing to do what I said will immediately take away the wealth and let him do it."

At this moment, Anthony was also helping, constantly asking Li Bida to agree to her request, "As long as the money can be used properly, no, only half of it, as a reward for soldiers, and then we will directly solve Brutu and Kasio, isn't it better?"

"Our enemies are not only these two people. They are conservatives in the entire Senate, as well as the Pompeii party in Spain, and even friends who are now willing to gather under our banner. If they come for money, they may become enemies with me again when the money is exhausted. So I think you should continue to keep this money and make good use of it. If you can use better means instead of just squandering money to achieve your goal, you must not be too impulsive." Li Bida explained to Caesar's widow patiently. "Our archenemy, Brutu, must also understand this.

, Don't think he is a fool. This guy who can calmly arrange his plans and brutally stab the blade into your husband's body cannot be without strategy. In fact, Brutu came to us today to take the initiative to find us. He knew that in terms of money and army, they could not compete with us at all, so he tried to use this debate to falsely accuse the dead dictator of the usurper of the Republic and take the lead in public opinion and morality. Then Spain, Shannan Gaul and Sicily, whether on land or on ocean, will all be transformed into our enemies, and the battle will become more difficult at that time."

At this time, Korpnia walked to the coffin in a depressed mood, covered the edge with her hands, and started crying. It was obvious that she was moved by Li Bida. After a while, she asked, "What is your Li Bidaus' strategy? Since the last will incident, I think I should calm down and trust your mind."

Li Bida paid deep tribute to Caesar's widow, and immediately said, "Thank you for your trust, wise lady. What I want to do next is to join forces with Anthony and Julius relatives. The first core is to defeat him on the battlefield that Brutu thinks, put them in a passive position, and then fight to the death to protect the legacy of His Excellency Caesar, and then select Caesar's successor as soon as possible, preside over our overall situation, and launch a comprehensive counterattack against the enemy."

"You mean, are you going to participate in the big debate?" Anthony asked.

Li Bida nodded, "I want to fight for the political treatment of His Excellency Caesar, my legal position in the Republic, the rights of the estate, and the specifications of the funeral."

"So after all these victories, can we choose the right successor according to Caesar's will?" Anthony asked this question carefully, as if waiting for Li Bida to make up for what he had publicly.

But Li Bida just nodded and did not say who the heir should be.

Under the gloomy sky, the air in Julius compound seemed even more boring.

The day of the great debate has come. In front of the Mother Earth Temple, which is the main road between Mount Evandini, Paladin and Capitoë, there are crowds of people. In order to fulfill the previous oath, in front of the respective streets of both sides, that is, a hundred steps away from the temple, a spear tied with red cloth was used, marking the area of ​​the forbidden area. There were about 100,000 people, including citizens, foreigners, free people, veterans and local groups, surrounding the Mother Temple like a huge and surging river. Many of them clung to the terraces and chimneys of the arcades for convenience of viewing.

With the bursts of exclamations, Li Bida and Anthony took the lead to the spear where their streets were located. Several synagogue slaves came forward and took off their robes and exposed them completely. "Look, I was like Julius who was deceived by some people that day and walked into the Senate. He didn't carry any weapons at all, because he thought that in Pompey's theater, he was waiting for him, but that was just wishful thinking!" Anthony shouted at the crowd who supported him with a toned muscle naked, and cried out.

"Dear Your Excellency, Your Excellency, you should remember my name. I am extremely indignant about this dirty and despicable assassination. You must know that my identity is extraordinary. I am the grandson of Marius. When he went to Numidia to deal with Juguda, the child he gave birth to was Amatius in the local area. I was recognized by Caesar's aunt. Even if my mother was a Moorish, look at me and look at me, two noble cavalry commanders, I am willing to saddle you for your horses. Now you just lack a man like me!" At this time, a bald head suddenly appeared from the crowd. This guy was about thirty years old and very strong. He chased along the streets and kept shouting these words to Li Bida and Anthony who were re-wounded, claiming to be Marius' grandson, and he was also considered a relative of the dead Caesar.

"Get out, dark-skinned guy." Anthony cursed at Amatius with disdain after tucking his robe. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better, updated and faster!
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