"Great achievements originate from hardships. This article was first published by..." - Ancient Indian Proverb

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As the others continued to drink, Caesar, who was drunk, held the shoulders of the new acting commander-in-chief, and suddenly asked in a low voice: "My niece Atya is still a widow because of the turmoil of the situation. As her guardian, have you not planned this matter? You are the assistant of our Julius family!"

Hearing these a little angry words, Li Bida hurriedly explained that since he invaded Rome, he has been busy with battle formations and wars. He has been paying rituals and gifts to Attiya and your ex-wife Pepeya, and his personal affairs are really energy-saving. Caesar quickly said, "Don't worry, don't worry, the reason why I care about Attiya so much is my personal reason." After that, the man touched the increasingly sparse head, leaned on the couch, and continued sadly, "I am fifty years old, but I have always had a weak bloodline. My favorite daughter has died of dyspartism now-the closest one is Attiya's niece, and she also gave birth to it, Little Tulinus, who may be my only first heir in the future."

Li Bida drank very cautiously this time because he instinctively felt that Caesar would "show off" him about certain key issues tonight, and he would not be careless at all.

So he comforted Caesar and promised that as Turinus's guardian and future father-in-law, he would help him successfully inherit all of your inheritance.

"Did you have no intention of marrying Atiya as your wife? Do you have to call me, the old man who is moving towards the age of time, to speak so clearly?" Who thought that Caesar might have frowned and said the words loudly next.

Sure enough, this tentative attack was long as Li Bida's expectation. He understood that with his own strength, although he could pacify, Curio, Anthony, Kota, Dihemoth and other powerful factions were deeply related to Caesar, or they all coveted the throne of successors. Now, because the war against Pompei has not yet ended, everyone is still on the same ship. Some things are embarrassed to do so obviously. If he really married Athya, he would understand that he would become the target of public criticism and perish prematurely, so his reply was very simple, "I will not prepare to abandon Yulia, the Li Bida family, and remarry."

"The Li Bida family is just a local military family. How can it be compared to the Julius family?" Caesar dispatched the "second-line queue".

"It's very simple. Dear Your Excellency, I need to be kind to my own manor. And you won't really hope that your own career can't be inherited and broken down." Li Bida knew that Caesar was a smart person. So he simply pointed it out between the lines, "Please rest assured, I am just the assistant and guardian of Turinus and his son. Other unreasonable thoughts will only ruin everything."

Finally, Caesar put into the "reserve army". "Now my will can tell you, because I have nothing to cover up, I am sick, have no suitable offspring, and will not end well in the fierce battle. Therefore, I plan to point out the first heir to the position of Turinus, and I am considering whether it is you, Dihemoth, or Anthony? I will not consider Brutu for the time being. His political position and character really make me feel helpless. Do you understand what I mean?"

Li Bida still came to stop him, "Dear Your Excellency, I remember that you were not like this before. Generally, Romans would buy their favorite cemetery around the age of thirty, because in this colosseum-like world, one day any of us would fall into the sand and die of blood. When you were forty, you did not have any cemetery or any property. You moved forward without any scruples for your dreams and ambitions. It is precisely this way that we are willing to follow you. Now, when your old enemy has not yet perished, you are so sad and gentle, and arrange your will like a common man, which will make all the followers present feel very discouraged!"

After hearing this accusation, Caesar was stunned, and then laughed happily, "Yes, yes, the Republic has not been rebuilt according to the ancient traditions. Pompei and Gatu are still at large. I am going to continue to suffer and do my own things, instead of being like an old man with a snot on his face and a sickbed. When I was in Lusitania, I said similar bold words in front of you, but now I cannot go back on my word."

"Cheers for the cause of Caesar's revival of the Republic!" Li Bida took the opportunity to pick up the wine glass and shouted loudly on the spot.

Caesar also cheered and made great efforts to cheer and made great wishes for all the generals and chiefs. "For this expedition, you should work hard and concentrate on annihilation of the five most elite legions of Pompei."

The enemy he faced was hard to shake when Caesar went to Spain this time. All five Spanish provincial legions were composed of veterans Pompei. The chief commander Avranius, who also served as the consul of the Republic. He was also a year or two before Caesar took office. He was also about the same age as Caesar. It can be said that he could control this arrogant army in terms of qualifications, prestige, or ability and experience. As for the second commander, named Peletaus, was from the grassroots level by Pompei.

The promotion from level to level is a very suitable auxiliary role for Avranius - this very reasonable arrangement shows Pompei's previous efforts in personnel arrangements. It is said that the tactics of the provincial legions are similar to the First Legion under the city of Kofinium. Many of them hold Iberian skin shields and long shields, and are particularly good at scattered warfare. In addition, there are nearly 5,000 strong barbarian cavalry to assist these five legions, commanded by Pompei's son Syketus and his father-in-law Lipo.

No one would suspect that Caesar's attack on Spain was a complete and fierce battle.

So after the six Caesar's legions left, Li Bida began to operate, one was to encircle the city of Marcella; the other was to provide food supply to the city of Rome this year. The former was related to his personal reputation, while the latter was related to whether the entire Caesar's camp could stand firm.

In Li Bida's tent, there were a series of selected high-level slaves who could calculate and calculate, sitting in front of the Roman calculation sheet, making extremely rhythmic calculation sounds, and recording sounds brushed on the takeaway account book. Matthia was walking back and forth, acting as supervisor, and these numbers could not be wrong at all.

"Has the amount of grain supplied to Rome City been calculated in Etruscan and Sardinia at the end of the summer?" As he said that, Li Bida, who had taken the thick account, nodded to Mathia after a while, and then asked, "Immediately, the amount of money, transportation and granaries needed to purchase wheat in Liguria, Aquinoa and all areas of Old Gaul will be calculated as soon as possible. I need to know the result tomorrow!" (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!