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Chapter 6 Holy Vault (Part 2)

Pupius' eyes were bloodshot, and he held his head angrily and shouted, swearing that he would kill Pompey himself. Even if he could not kill this person, he would have to cut off the heads of several important gangsters in order to extricate the evil anger that he had been wronged.

Since it was all gold, even if it was occupied by Pompei for no reason and used to deal with itself, it made all the Caesar officers and soldiers, including the "reckless man" Secredirus, furious. They directly started chopping up the long table with their swords, as dense as the sound of a war trumpet, and slogans such as "Invade into the city of Rome, kill the dictator Pompei, and rescue the republic" come one after another.

"But it is not yet the moment of war, comrades!" Li Bida jumped onto the table and shouted to everyone, "Even if the enemy dealt with us viciously, the kind and righteous Governor is still tolerant and seeking peace. So, don't be impatient now. We will pack up our luggage from tonight, head north, and return it to Alimilon, waiting for the dispatch of the Governor-The 10th Legion was brought out by Caesar, and the former Seventh Legion, who was most persecuted by Pompey. The Twelfth Legion and the Thirteenth Legion were brought out by me, and everyone will obey the arrangements, right? I will hear your oath on the spot."

All the centurions shouted the order of obedience in unison, calmly retracted the sword back into the sheath, and returned to the camp one by one to arrange it.

At this time, when Gatu and Marclus hurried there in Villa Alba, the great Pompey was dressed up carefully in front of the mirror by several servants, because today is a great day for him to take over Dick Thidd.

"According to reliable information, most of the ten civil guards had fled Rome. Just two days ago, the Caesars and other Caesars were preparing to escape." As soon as they stepped into the room, Xiao Gatu said in a panic.

But Pompey didn't seem to take these "bed bugs" to heart. He just asked with a smile, "We seem to owe them a little triumphal squad for those three legions of Caesar."

"There will be no triumphal style. I'm here to find you this time for the three legions. Since many core Caesars have run away, I think Li Bida must also rob those three legions. We need to start as soon as possible!" Xiao Katu seemed very anxious, "because there is no legion in Italy that can resist Caesar's rush to jump over the wall."

"It's okay, it's okay." Pompei said, and handed several letters to Catu and Marclus. The other party opened it and found that it was Pompei's correspondence with Rabinus, the chief deputy general of the Gaul province. "How about it, even Caesar's most trusted deputy came to surrender to us, so everyone didn't have to worry at all. Stay in their respective positions and do what they should do. Caesar will automatically fall apart - you know, Rabinus is Caesar's right-hand man, and he is personally worth two elite legions, and he has promised me to quietly leave Arimiron three days ago and go to instigate the three legions outside Rome." No wonder Pompei was so calm.

But Marclus's point of view was very cautious. He continued to question, "I don't know much about other legions, but the 10th legion is Caesar's most powerful force. It is said that Caesar borrowed a lot of money from every centurion of this legion to send it to the soldiers, so they would rather follow Caesar to rebel than to have a dead debt. Therefore, don't have too much expectations for Rabinus. I think you can call Gabinus, the new governor of the province of Gaul, holding the consul's recruitment token. In Etruscan, Pinukem first urgently recruits 4,000 new recruits, and let the general, you are in the veteran resettlement area of ​​Campenia, and then serve two thousand veterans again. In this way, form a new legion, cooperate with the city legion and the Spanish First Legion, and protect the city of Rome is the right way."

This suggestion is quite reasonable, and Pompey rarely agrees. He also said, "After the inauguration of Dick Thidd, I will let Marseilles and Dumigos, two new consuls, hold the sword of the Senate, go to seize the three legions of Caesar. My purpose is to seize two of them, and to seize one of them at the least, to disrupt Caesar's morale and make them suspicious of each other."

But Katu couldn't wait any longer. He felt that things were not that simple, so he tried his best to ask Pompei to let the two consuls go now. "If Marcelas is not available for the time being, I will ask Dumijius to go first! Anyway, you are Dick Thiddou now, and these two consuls are only left to serve the ritual for the time being."

Just as Dumigos and his entourages rode their horses and rushed north from the city of Rome, Pompey, surrounded by countless veterans, visitors and fans, slowly and solemnly entered the city in festive gowns and gold-edged garlands, and then walked towards the venue of the Curia Conference. Where there were thirty divination officials waiting, they told the onlookers in turn: Regarding the matter of Gneus Pompey taking office as Dickito, they had already conducted astrology in the past few days, and there was no sign of any evil. Now he could get to the Grand Altar of Quirinus and receive this supreme position in front of the sacred fire. The Curia Conference could fully represent the people and give this post to him with peace of mind.

Then, Pompeius was alone and climbed the stairs of Capitoë Mountain and walked to the high altar to worship Romulus, the founder of the Roman city. Surpisius, the "representative of the Void King" in the Senate, was waiting for him, and then told him that the high priest of the fire had already spread the fire in the house (according to Roman tradition, the high priest was not allowed to see outsiders or talk to anyone) and gave it to Pompeius to ignite.

In front of the raging fire, Pompei, who reached the peak of his life, stood on the top of the mountain and delivered a speech to everyone, "I heard that people cannot accept glory higher than his fate, otherwise they will bring disaster to killing. Originally, I was in Alba, just wanted to farm in the countryside. A 52-year-old veteran had any ardent pursuit of this world? But all the special fathers of the Senate have come to my house in a steady stream recently, begging me to take over the sword of the Republic before the storm, and then
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