A market day, in the cloudy ships moored in the Simmerian Strait, a huge flagship slowly landed on the dock. Adiana, wearing a light buckle, went ashore with a slightly pale face. Several Bendu officers with equally calm faces were guiding them in front of them until a tent stopped and stood scattered on both sides of the door.

Under the candlelight in the tent, a Roman cavalry with his jaw proudly raised his jaw, stood beside the small table with his legs spread apart. There was a wine jar on it, "Is there a bison's head?" Adianna's voice trembled and asked the cavalryman. Seeing the other party nodded, "How can you lowly soldiers, be qualified to take off the head of the most brave general in the Bendu Empire?"

The cavalry didn't answer anything, but took out an enamel gold pendant from his arms and threw it on the small table, "I've got something to you, he's sent you a message. Tucker Schiller is a brave warrior and died heroically." Then he bowed to the princess and left.

Now, Adiana's plain hands also trembled. She gently hooked the pendant with her fingers. The pendant box circled in front of her chestnut eyes with a tinging sound, "It's Karabis...it's a bi-eared pottery..."

Agassis, the king of Agasia, was drinking in a tent in another place, and two exhausted naked female slaves were sleeping beside him. His kingdom became the "cow" of this damn abominable princess. The population, wood and money were all plundered, and there was also a permanent right of military access to serve as a vassal state that was dependent on others. I had to seize the opportunity to defect to the Romans in this hopeless war.

Agassis was waiting for the opportunity. He did not dare to act rashly because there were armed warriors outside the tent. He had actually become a hostage to Adiana threaten the Kingdom of Agayakorkis, damn it!

At this time, the curtain was suddenly opened by the petite queen. As soon as the two female slaves got up, rubbed their sleepy eyes, they screamed. The Bendu warrior of Kong Wu grabbed his hair and pulled it naked to the queen. The princess's chestnut eyes were like ice, "I hate the most, I hate the most, and I hate you, the female slaves who betrayed the queen the most. Drag out and smashed them to death with rocks." The female slaves facing death had a dull expression on their faces, a calm despair, allowing the warriors to push them out, while the Princess Bendu stood in place without saying a word.

Agassis, who was unknown, also instinctively felt Adiana's intentions, and his back felt cold. He shrank to the corner, and then with a faint hope, he said to Adiana: "I want to see your father."

The princess of the capital still looked at him with her ice-like chestnut-colored eyes, without saying a word or moving.

"I want to see your father! You can't hear it! You, a devilish wild cat, have no right to take my life. I am the king of Korkis." Agassis could no longer suppress the horror and shouted with his head in his arms.

The Bendu warriors hugged him, and they held Agassis, pinched his nose, poured the melted gold into the king's throat, and then wrapped the tread around the king's head that kept whining and whining, preventing him from making a loud noise.

In the tent, in the moving shadow, Adianna walked out without saying anything. She executed Agassis for nothing else, but because she was afraid that the Agasian tribe would turn against the king's orders in front of the battle. She had appointed officials to take over the big and small cities of the country of Korkis - attacking Pontikabien was about to. She did not want her own way of retreat, the narrow strait, because of the ulterior motives, what risks would arise.

Outside, the red clouds in the sky were piled up, thick enough to melt. Maybe tomorrow is another snow day. Adiana in the wind stroked her hair with her hands, looked at the strong acropolis standing in front of her, and then touched the enamel gold pendant hanging around her neck. Her eyes softened, but she immediately squeezed it tightly, with great hatred, "Carabis, you dare to be an enemy of me!"

On the tower of Pontikabien, when he saw the land of the suburbs ahead of him, Karabis's main force lined up in an orderly line, holding an eagle flag and carrying countless supplies, Marcha, who learned the truth, looked at Claudi, who looked innocent and helpless, made a gesture to deal with it as soon as possible, and walked down the tower with his followers and eunuchs.

In the small palace of Yuecheng, Claudi sat on a ring chair and shook his legs. Karabis and a dozen centurions stood in front of him, "I have said everything I should say. Governor Bosphorus still cannot forgive you. You not only intercepted his taxes and robbed the city of Hersones in disguise, but also ignored his emergency. He ignored the safety of the city of Pontikabien, which made the Bendu army successfully land. This..." After saying that, he made a very embarrassed gesture, indicating that he would severely punish Karabis.

But soon he saw that no one responded to his orders in the entire hall. The centurions looked at him with strange eyes. Everyone formed a half circle, and it was more surrounding him than surrounding him. Everyone's hands were pressed on the hilt of the sword, silent as if they were dead.

Claudi coughed twice, circled his fingers twice, took back his gesture, and continued to quickly say, "This... this damn Governor named Marcha, who said this just now, didn't even take the legion advance team, nor did he take me seriously. I decided that our thirteenth legion will immediately take over any matters in the city defense and put the command of the Bosphorus army in our hands - you can do it now, and I will present the details to the legion committee." After saying that, he yawned, quickly stood up, turned around and went to the dormitory room next to him, and his movements were extremely neat.

The bronze gate of Marca's palace was knocked open by brute force three quarters of an hour later, and then a group of murderous Roman centurions, led a row of soldiers, rushed in directly. In the colonnade and the vestige, slaves and eunuchs screamed and dodged everywhere in panic. When Marca's guard officer, as soon as he walked to the vestige steps, he was leaping by Arminius and stabbed to the ground. The other guards immediately knelt down, threw down their swords, and shivered.

"Marca, Governor of Bosphorus, now I announce that the advance team of the 13th Roman Legion will requisition this palace and command the command of your army. The situation is urgent in wartime. Please forgive me." When Karabis shook his aching neck and pushed open the small door of the circular bedroom. When he walked in, he saw that Marca was embarrassed, wearing a nightgown and several concubines, forced by the centuries with swords and squatting in a corner. Then, the soldiers and soldiers moved the legion's drawing table, sand table, and armor brackets one by one.

"By the way, I forgot to tell you that this is General Claudi's order, and we are on order." Karabis stood at the drawing table, remembering something, turned his head and explained to Marca apologetically. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!
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