"Yes, Portia, I can protect you, and your husband Brutu. If I guess correctly, he must have gone to the city of Pera in Macedonia. There were three thousand Tarantes stored by Caesar during his lifetime, and a large group of radical literati with high expectations and low moral character and full of democracy and freedom, which could form a legion." After Li Bida finished speaking, his tone turned gentle, and he said to Portia, "You can temporarily move to Pulaima, or the quieter Apiron to live, and ask Porti to accompany you, because my house and I are now the owners of Leo and Vivia. Maybe after the war, I will retire."

"No, I won't go to Apiron, I'm here, I won't go anywhere. What if Brutu can't find me after returning, what should I do? "Posia broke free from Porti's arms and hugged the handrail on the edge of the couch and shouted, "I heard that Konalia, who lost her two husbands, was still in the cemetery outside the city of Afiliga Utica, and I envy her for this life, but I'm not her after all, I'm not that strong. My father died, my sisters and brothers left, and my husband became a public enemy again-I can't leave the seven hills, I'm willing to stay here, looking at this deserted garden and the silted rain eaves, quietly waiting for Marcus, waiting for his return, let this land

Fang regained the opportunity." After saying that, Portia suddenly hugged Li Bida's waist and legs like a blind man, "Will Marcus Brutu die? He is a poor man. He abandoned his wife, had no children, and killed his adoptive father. He was expelled by his mother and stepfather. I no longer hate you. You may laugh at me for only this condition left for exchange, but as long as you can still be Brutu's friend, as long as you are willing to help him, even if he is really lucky and dies on the battlefield, can you send his bone coffin to this garden?" After saying that, Portia burst into tears, and Porty also covered her face and cried. The whole hall and the garden in front were echoing the sad cry of the woman.

Li Bida was speechless for a long time, just holding Portia's twitching shoulders, listening to the monotonous sound of autumn insects outside, and finally said to Portia in a hoarse voice, "Brutu will not die. I promise you, but you have to be fine. I respect your decision. Tomorrow, Portia will bring people to accompany you and protect you. This courtyard should be rejuvenated before Brutu returns, and I will arrange for craftsmen to repair it."

In the early morning of the next day, the sound of the 13th Legion's military shoes suddenly stirred up the streets of Roman city. Songming was lit in various towers and fortresses. The entire city was shrouded in solemnity and unknown. It is said that dozens of veterans were imprisoned in dungeons, so Li Bida handed over the remaining mission after the expedition to the 13th Legion he trusted, and the chief centurion Polo was fully responsible. At this moment, he was leading the chief brigade to the garrison camp of the city army, and asked everyone to come out in a dignified place.

The commander of the City Legion was first angry. Even the fish were of honor. The Thirteenth Legion was too bullying! But just as they were about to issue the order of resistance, they were blocked by the soldiers. Then the corps' scale officers were familiar with the road and handed over the soldiers and service lists, as well as the baggage and materials account books to Polo. Then the soldiers of the City Legion lined up in a neat formation and walked out proudly, accepting the reading of the brothers. Then Polo took the other centurions in and found that the dust and garbage were cleaned up in their camps and barriers. All the weapons, whether they were daggers, shields or javelins, were neatly placed on the equipment racks. The mules, horses and goats in the stables behind were lying or sitting in order, the hay was added, and the drainage ditch was dredged.

"Very good..." Polo thought for a long time, and could only come up with such a word to describe his mood at this moment.

The Thirteenth Legion completely took over the city defense, and then Li Bida led the other three legions across the Etruscan region and headed towards the mighty Gaul, Shannan.

At this time, Anthony retreated ten more Romans and was almost at the border of the Ligurian region. He found a zone full of high hills, forests and streams, set up roadblocks and small fortresses on the streets, and then "encircled" all the three remaining legions in his hand.

However, there were no unventilated walls, and soon the Eighth Legion and the Eleventh Legion became strongly unstable. They were all planning to "take hostage" Anthony to surrender himself. In the end, even within the Fifth Legion, there were centurions plotting to turn against each other and sell the commander-in-chief. Anthony summoned everyone and stood on the podium to ask if someone was planning a conspiracy against him, but the answer was only a boo from the audience.

"You should continue to be loyal to me, and I am willing to add a bounty of one hundred dinars to each person." Anthony shouted, "Now you must know that the one who has received the order of the Senate to continue to conquer us is Dihemoth. The murderer who killed Caesar became the lackey of the Senate, and just proved that my behavior was accurate. Following me is following the cause left by Caesar."

Perhaps it was this statement, coupled with Leo's "never leaving" to his father Anthony, who finally saved this team on the verge of falling apart. The centurion and the soldiers finally swear together again, willing to obey Anthony's command.

Then Anthony also sent a letter to the city-state of Liguria, and like Octavian, he asked for reinforcements from the state team.

However, the two letters of help were detained by General Itassos, and even the reading of the elders of Yubang Kingdom had not happened - everyone was waiting for Li Bida's arrival.

There was only one person who had an extremely complicated attitude and mood for this kind of waiting, that was Young Caesar. At this moment, he was standing melancholy on the south bank of a wide river outside Mutina City, watching a small boat slowly sailing from the opposite side.

A token officer stood above, holding Dihemoth's document. Then several cavalrymen stepped forward and stopped the ship from docking. The token officer stood at the bow of the ship and read to Young Caesar: Dihemoth expressed his gratitude to Young Caesar for the reinforcements and requested that secret safety be carried out with Young Caesar at a certain place, but the open and honest talks could ensure that the reason why he participated in the assassination of Caesar was completely bewitched by the evil spirits controlled by Etius.

But whether it was the actual idea or the position he was in, Young Caesar refused all this neatly. He said to the token officer angrily, "I only want to see Dihemoth's chopped head. As long as it was still turning around his neck for a moment, this kind of talk would not happen to Young Caesar!"
Chapter completed!