"The manual laborers are a despised group of gangs whose mission is to produce what people with virtue need." - Plato

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The auxiliary barbarian cavalry of the Roman legion quickly penetrated the right wing of the Gunirins who were attacking the foot of the mountain. Then they skillfully turned the horses right (Gallic and Germanic cavalry only turned right to mount, just as the Fuguo people only drove in the right driving position), smashing the Gunirins back to pieces. Caesar's four legions and Li Bida's troops worked together to push the next situation, just as Sabo had expected in advance. The next morning, the bodies of the Gunirins in the wilderness were like cut bundles of wheat, but the more than a thousand remaining warriors were still surrounding the tribe's golden wheel flags. In a manner of response, they stood in front of the gate of the camp. The cavalry cannons and stone bombs flew from stone throwers from time to time, smashing a lot of dust around their queues.

The destruction of the Gunirins was decided, but they burned the bridge of the boat and tried their best to stop the Romans from pursuing.

"I asked them to surrender, and I said that although they killed my father-in-law's grandfather decades ago, I could still save the lives of all women and children when I think of the bravery and morality of the other side." In the camp, Caesar, standing side by side with Li Bida, issued this order leisurely.

A barbarian musician walked in front of the messengers while playing a sad flute. The Gunilin came to meet Caesar's messenger, among which was their chief. Li Bida still didn't know his name, so of course there was no need to know. The chief was slowly walking by with two warriors. His left eye was blinded by stone bullet fragments. When he led the team to charge, his knees were also thrown by javelins. Blood continued to seep out of his trousers and flowed to the ground, his feet were dragged on the sand, but he still tried hard to stand up straight in front of the Romans.

At this time, Caesar was covered in military uniforms and was sitting upright surrounded by the escorts of the escorts of the Sorcery and the Swab. In front of Chief Gunilin, there was a temporary step. This gave the other side a feeling of surrendering under the power of the Roman legion, but Chief Gunilin did not kneel down and beg for mercy. The two personal warriors still held him tightly. There were nearly 10,000 fully armed Roman soldiers on the periphery. The whole scene was very solemn and majestic. Only the chief's blood was constantly flowing out of the chief's death.

"Translate my opinion to him, and then ask him to prostrate himself, so that he will be better for his injuries." Caesar moved his butt on his knees, then put his hand on his knees and said with his chin. The sun shone back to him, covering the Governor's Supreme Court with a faint golden color. The chief was facing the light, and his pupils were not as bright as they were dark.

When the translator told Caesar's plan to the chief in a long way, he remained silent, and then mumbled, Caesar asked what it was, and the translator said a little embarrassedly: "The other party said that his only regret was that he failed to get the protection of the heroic spirit of his ancestor fifty years ago, and let the Romans drill into the yoke again."

The yoke gate is the greatest shame in the Roman legion. The so-called yoke gate is to insert two flagpoles on the ground, hanging thorns or iron chains between them. The captured officers and soldiers must pass through them one by one in a naked body. This humiliating surrender ceremony will be regarded as a great humiliation by every consul or general of the Republic. In order to cover up the shame, the Senate would exil the surrender general to the corresponding barbarians, expressing his disapproval of this defeat and surrender. However, the glorious experience of the Roman legion drilling the yoke gate over the past century has been endless. Fifty years ago, the garrison in the Gaul Province was ambushed by the Gunirins, and the grandfather of Bisuo died in battle. The general led the army surrendered to the yoke gate.

When Caesar heard this, he did not show any anger. It was the act of the loser. He was the winner of the battle, so he just calmly and even coldly declared to the chief, "When this respectable chief wants me to drill into the yoke gate, I will give him the treatment of the cross, which is also the respect of Rome for the failed enemy. In addition, all the captives of the Gunilin tribe must follow the will of Venus and sell them to Rome as slaves." Then he did not continue the negotiations.

He was so excited that he was about to get up and go back to the camp. Before leaving, he patted Li Bida on the shoulder and told him, "I will soon build a bridge on the Ala River, and pursue the other tribes of Helveti who crossed the river, and annihilate them all in the Santoni area. I will let the craftsmen and soldiers of the 7th, 8th and 9th legions to complete this process. I will take the barbarian cavalry and the 10th legion to pursue the pursuit after the bridge is completed. Your 12th legion will stay on the bank of the river to protect the camp."

What, protecting the camp? This means that my 12th Legion is going to miss the highlight of annihilation of the Helveti people? No, Li Bida said in a worried tone, "Whether to prepare a bridge?" Because this thing is very laborious, we can quickly build several temporary floating bridges, so that we can cross the Ala River in three or five days and join the pursuit, so our 12th Legion has to take the lead."

"No need." Caesar smiled indifferently, and then his words seemed to be deliberately speaking to Chief Gunilin who was standing under the steps, as if he was also speaking to the three servants and tribes including Edui. In one day, within one day, the soldiers and craftsmen of the three legions would build a bridge with good facilities and could pass through sufficient troops. This was effortless in the Roman world, because we were different from the barbarians who lacked civilization. In the face of such an offensive, the Gauls, Germans, Aquidans, and Belgians either chose to become Roman servants and servants, or chose to perish.

Julius Caesar did not speak loudly. In one day, a wooden bridge across the Ala River miraculously stood up, with piers, water diversion corners and earth dike guides. This is a skill that the legion craftsmen and soldiers are not worthy of praise. They proudly said to the officers and soldiers of the Tenth Legion who were holding the eagle flag and passing through the bridge, "If there is no shortage of concrete stones here, we can fully spend a day giving the barbarians a perfect stone bridge."

Chief Gunilin also witnessed this terrifying scene, a scene of civilization crushing. Helveti took nearly ten days and suffered a heavy price of one-quarter of the annihilation to cross such a gentle river with a boat bridge. The Roman army, like a intentional show-off, was calm and calm, and then covered the bridge and walked over. This was clearly a demonstration and contempt for backward civilizations!

But the chief saw this scene on the cross, and Caesar specifically explained that he would crucify the chief who was not as good as a cross at the entrance of the bridge, both for the revenge of his father-in-law's family and provide everyone with a bloody example, which is what kind of outcome he would win in continuing to resist the Roman army.

The scavenger birds hovered in the midsummer sun, around the corpse of the chief on the cross, in the camp market that he had originally fought to protect, the 30,000 Gunilin tribes, whom he had originally fought to protect, were standing on the newly erected camp market waiting for sale. (To be continued...)
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