"Happiness comes from morality." - Stoic Doctrine

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"Everyone, in theory, you people have no food or even pension when they go to the battlefield. They just exchange for inferior citizenship through service. But I am different. I still give you food and wages. Those who have made meritorious service can enjoy more benefits. In this way, even if you do not have land to resettle the land after you are discharged from the army, you can still accumulate some assets and get married and have children. But I need your loyalty and blood rewards. You have all sworn to King Numa, don't forget your oath." Then, Li Bida called Xiao Hotenghus in front of him and gave him a golden chain hanging in front of his breastplate. "Now we temporarily shrink and organize it into an auxiliary army brigade. Although this person is less than age, forget it, he will immediately

He is a senior centurion and battalion officer. He has a bad temper and can lead the way on the battlefield. But you, little Hottenhus, cannot beat soldiers at will, and must act according to the constitution of the army." Next, Li Bida raised his hand, "I am now the temporary financial officer of the province of far Spain. I have the power to exercise the judicial and recruit soldiers within the scope. I will decide that this auxiliary brigade will set up a committee of ten people, which is responsible for resolving conflicts between soldiers and superiors. You can raise your salary issues to this financial officer and other plans for distribution of spoils. However, the ten-person committee will not participate in any combat affairs. In combat, everything must be followed by himself or the senior centurion."

It turned out that while Caesar was driving the ducks on the shelves, he was given the position of "provincial temporary financial officer" in order to make Li Bida cheap. This financial officer was nominally in charge of money, but could also manage civil affairs and military affairs within the scope of his authority. He was considered the lower-level auxiliary officer of the governor.

When he heard the order from the Financial Officer, all the auxiliary soldiers were shocked. Most of their previous identities were slaves. What was slave, and even their work and life was based on the orders of their masters. Now Li Bida granted them the right to manage themselves, and they had to separate a committee vault to allow them to have the qualification to handle some of the spoils. Some auxiliary soldiers couldn't help but cheered. They asked what tasks the financial officer needed them to perform.

"In the future, in addition to sending a few personnel to stay in Italy and raise the materials needed for the winter camp, the entire brigade followed me north to Osir to carry out the task of recruiting troops." Li Bida intends to purify this task, and he naturally understands what it means to recruit troops through Osir and into the Vitoni Mountains. Now that I can prepare in Italy, don't be afraid of delaying time. Sharpening the knife will not delay chopping wood.

The next day, Li Bida asked Sabo Kemus to guide him to watch the situation of the blacksmiths in the city. Sabo Kemus expressed his gratitude to him seriously, saying that his mother liked the Celtic bench very much, and then seriously suggested that such low-key things should not be cared for by a financial officer. "No, my dear Sabo, I have to see if these swords and helmets are simple and durable, because it directly concerns whether my soldiers can come back alive on the battlefield."

On the iron shop rack, Li Bida saw that the blacksmiths had already made many finished products in advance. Compared with the Roman style of gorgeous decorations, this Celtic sword and helmet were simple and simple with simple and smooth curves. Li Bida raised the bronze round helmet and looked inside and outside. It looked smooth, with leather lining inside and on the inside, and small rivets at the top to fix feathers. Although the wooden double-edged long sword was heavy, it felt very balanced when held in the hand. This design and forging skills were definitely not something that the three-legged cat workers could master, but now they could only count on the recruits to use this thing to chop, which was a bit of a waste of resources.

These Celtic or Iberian descendants are good, not only with excellent skills, but also with good workmanship and asking prices. The treacherous habits of the Roman and Greek worlds have not yet penetrated here.

Li Bida put down his long sword and dagger with satisfaction. At this time, he suddenly saw a few guys busy with something similar to a car in the corner of the iron shop. There were crucibles and small molds around him. Li Bida came forward with interest to ask. Sabo Kemus acted as a communication and translator. After getting familiar with it, the guys pointed at the vehicle proudly and said that it was for the harvest ceremony for the priests of the Osir City Tribe. The front wheel was made of cenmu, and the rear wheel was elm and maple. The key parts outside were covered with large and small and precise iron or bronze hoops, and copper chains for fixed objects. At that time, the small four-wheeler not only had to drive smoothly, but also carried a goddess bronze sculpture holding a bronze tank with a hand holding a bronze tank on it. The priest would stand around and kill a hart, put its flesh and blood into the tank for sacrifice.

Li Bida admired the design of the vehicle very much, and asked, "How stable is this four-wheeler?"

The guys said, "This kind of car has axle, spoke, and a yoke that can be turned. Two batches of Iberian horses are pulled by. A skilled carriageman can drive it up and down on steep slopes. If there is a requirement, we can also add bronze hubs for speeding up and down, but the price is not cheap. It is generally used for tribal sacrifices or nobles to bury for burial. Most of the warriors on the battlefield drive simple and crude wooden chariots." Hearing this, Li Bida felt that the solid wheels pulled by cows in the city of Rome, or the light carriage with even the seats hanging in the air, were really weak compared to the Celtic carriage. A sudden idea came to his mind, a bold idea.

"I can book four cars of this kind, two four-wheeled, two two-wheeled, but it does not require gorgeous carvings and parcels. Just ensure basic functions. Each car needs two thousand dinars? OK, okay... it will be completed as soon as possible, and the whole city of craftsmen can be processed. I have an idea to discuss with you." Then, Li Bida, under Sabo Kemus' endless translation and increasingly surprised expression, told the request to the clerk and the craftsmen, which made the other party look disgusted. But since the customer requested this way, what else can I say?

Li Bida was in a hurry, and Sabo followed him hard. In the Curia Council Chamber, several slaves could no longer slacken off. They all wrote letters under the leadership of Habaruka, and were busy all the time. A row of postmen stood on the spot, waiting to send these letters at any time.

"Is this the taxation document of His Excellency the Governor?" Sabo Kemus walked in and asked.

The temporary financial officer nodded, then took a sample from Habaruka, looked for a while, and added: "Don't forget to write the additional payments, that is, this tax standard remains unchanged for a year."

Seeing Sabo Kemus' curious expression, Li Bida sent the sample over. The other party looked at it and couldn't help but say: "The provincial voluntary people pay 10. The Roman colonial city does not need to pay currency taxes. It can be replaced by combat preparation materials. Oh my God, your lord of the financial officer, do you know if you do this?" (To be continued, please search for astronomy, the novel is better and faster!
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