"Is that my child, I can believe you right?" Caesar couldn't say anything, but he finally handed over the book of Terranian to his personal slave, and then asked his entourage and his family slave to wait outside the entrance of the theater. "Where is your dagger, Brutu."

"It's on my body." Even Brutu became a little unnatural, and the elders next to him shivered again. They were afraid that Caesar would really ask to find out what was hidden in Brutu's robe, because at this time the strong entourage was all beside the dictator. He started to attack, and it was not particularly easy to stab this person to death.

But when Caesar heard this answer, he smiled distractedly, and then held Brutu's back and walked into the inner hall of the theater. More than a dozen veterans shook each other and quickly occupied the entire area behind Caesar. At this time, Casio, who was standing on a high place to greet him, also secretly signaled to Dihemos. Then Dihemos asked the sword slave he brought to occupy all the fences facing the street of the theater, and did not allow any "lent to disturb this gathering."

"Tell all the other sword fighters who are on standby in the city and ask them to come over." Dihemoth said to his confidant disciple, and then the guy walked around the passage between the theater and the square and passed through.

At this time, the remaining hundreds of veterans in the theater saw Caesar walking towards the hall along the aisle and stood together to listen to the dictator's expedition plan. In fact, most of the people in this were unaware of the assassination. Even if some heard the rumors, they did not participate in this circle. Therefore, their attitude was skeptical, and only dozens of real conspirators stood at the front of the aisle with sharp swords. They were arranged in advance by Kassi.

"We have to congratulate the consul Julius today, because in four days he will be dismissed by Dik's push to Julius." Among them, Cicero, who was standing behind, also joked with his son-in-law Youlabela and others, and everyone around him would laugh heartily.

In the wide aisle, in a concave colonnade on the theater wall, Pompei's white statue stood. When the owner of the statue was still dark and smelly in the mud of Mikning Salt Lake in Africa, the statue was as white as new. Originally, Caesar's subordinates wanted to smash it, but Caesar stopped it. Today, when he walked past the statue and looked at it subconsciously, the shadow of the hair hanging on the head of "Pompei" became deeper, which made the corners of his mouth and the bridge of his nose look with an indescribable strange and contemptuous smile.

There was a ring chair under the statue, and then from opposite Caesar, Casca walked out first, and half-kneeled down. He touched Caesar's robe and asked Caesar to restore the two civil guardians who had previously been resigned in the square and restore their identities as elders, "because these two men did nothing wrong."

On the other hand, Brutu held Caesar with his hands and sat on the chair in front of the statue. The elders in front, back and left and right immediately surrounded him. Caesar felt that something was wrong with the air around him, and his head was shaking around everywhere. He felt anger and disgusting, and shouted, "If you have anything to do, go to the hall to deal with, you Brutis and Kumi." At this time, he felt that he had started to be disregarded again, and his hands and feet were a little numb. Could he have gotten sick here?

Casca was still pulling his robe, which made him particularly angry. Casca was about to push the other party away. As soon as he stretched out his hand, Casca pulled Casca off his shoulders. "Damn Casca, what do you want to do!" Casca shouted in Latin, and then the sound of the metal weapon falling - Casca used too much force, causing his dagger to land on the marble floor.

The whole scene seemed to be silent for a moment. Cicero, Eurabela and other veterans behind were stunned and stared at the noise in the aisle.

"Let me in, let me in!" At this time, at the iron grille at the entrance of the theater, Anthony roared with sweat and anger, but many sword slaves controlled the place so much that they were not clear. Dihemoth's face was as gloomy as the weather, and said to Anthony, "Dear Cavalry Commander, you can wait for the moment when the dust settles. The two titles of dictator and cavalry Commander will soon fall like a comet."

The noise also attracted more and more people, and representatives of the People's Congress, to come to the iron gate in groups to watch.

Caesar attempted to get up on the chair, but Casca rushed up, picked up the dagger in his hand, and roared at Caesar's thigh. Caesar roared. After all, he was a long-standing battle formation. Instinctively, he turned slightly. Casca's dagger blade tilted over and slid down below, causing himself to use too much force, and his nose was smashed by the hilt of the sword. The nose bleeding instantly flowed out. In desperation, he shouted, "Everyone, what are you waiting for? Kill the tyrant!"

Luga and Banks also took out the dagger in a hurry. Then Luga's dagger didn't hold it firmly and hit the ground. Just as he leaned down and picked it up, Banks stabbed his hips because the other party turned his head and his eyes were closed.

Screams and calls broke out, and the other veterans also pounced on Caesar with daggers, but their skills were really poor. Caesar waved his arm and kicked the two veterans down with one foot. However, more and more people rushed up. Some veterans attacked with their hands or teeth without having time to get their weapons. At this time, Caesar felt that his epilepsy was about to occur. When he saw Brutu's face, he shouted, "Help..."

Then Brutu also stepped forward and stabbed Caesar's groin with a very calm and precise manner.

Then, Casio walked around Caesar and pointed at his neck. Caesar's blood was covered in his head. He still looked at Brutu with a look of finally believing or not believing, "Child, you are still there..."

After saying that, he slowly raised his robe to cover his face, let out a few faint moans, and still stabbed him with more and more daggers...

A dove flew on the windowsill of the Kitchen Temple. Under its white feathers and black bean-like eyes, it looked at Li Bida from a high place for a few minutes, and then flew away.

"Look, the words have come true: the earth is shaking, the thunder is roaring under the ground, the fiery red mane of lightning is flashing, the whirlwind has rolled up dust, the winds everywhere are rushing, conflicting and fighting each other; the sky and the sea are already confused! This storm is clearly blowing from Zeus to scare me. My sacred mother, pushing the shining sunny sky, what kind of persecution do you see me suffer - will everything disappear in the thunder and lightning storm?" (To be continued, please search for astronomy, novels are better and faster!
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