The army of Dehimos, who had been in the streets of Gaul in Shannan, had not suffered any resistance along the way. Dehimos was not an idiot who could do anything. He had always been known for his "meaning and ideas" when serving in Caesar's army. He turned the forged Senate to march into Rome to kill Anthony into many leaflets, asking him to vanquish the cavalry and armed slaves, who were the vanguard of the army, posted them everywhere in the province, and also posted them in surrounding areas such as Pinukem and Etruscana, so many towns were not wary and opened their doors to him.

Dehimos did not harass or rob these towns, but only required them to provide a small amount of food and forage in each place, and the entire army was still advancing towards the border like lightning.

At the same time, Anthony's army was also moving northward towards the Rubicon River, but this person was much rougher because soldiers kept asking him for compensation and salary. However, Anthony's previous embezzlement of Caesar's legacy had already been spent, so there was only one way left, no, two ways, to be precise, it was one way, but Anthony skillfully split it:

Article 1: Send a separate infantry corps or brigades to the towns and colonies they pass through, and collect materials in the name of the conquest authorized by the People's Congress;

Article 2: Send a separate infantry corps or brigades to the towns and colonies you pass through, and collect materials in the name of the conquest authorized by the People's Congress, but if they are rejected, they will directly attack and rob.

Therefore, the entire team was divided into pieces, without the speed and efficiency of the march, and was more like a plundering army. Every day, Anthony would set up the commander's camp in the center of the plundering radius. It was like a peddler who bought supplies. There were also many camps and markets behind the camp. The markets built by hawkers and prostitutes were lined up one after another, and there was no discipline here. All the soldiers, whether from the Skylark Legion or the re-service Caesar veterans, were busy drinking or gambling all day long, and they shouted that Anthony would quickly distribute the rewards they deserved.

But what Anthony was most worried about was Leo, not something else, but the child was so studious and calm. Whenever the commander-in-chief of the entire army, Marco Anthony walked into the tent with his tired body and was about to call the beauties to eliminate the boredom and boredom, he would find that his "personal" military guardian sat upright there, asking him about various marching techniques and methods.

"Father, Lord Anthony, how did the army's corps or brigades communicate with each other?"

Anthony could only take off his armor and cloak. He sat there, holding the wine and told Leo. "Any army, whether Roman or barbarian, has only three types of communication methods, namely commands, bugle numbers and flags, but these three are different. Okay, I'll drink some wine first."

"There is clear water here. I think the drink is not particularly good for your thinking and voice." After saying that, Leo took the initiative to push the cup in front of Anthony.

Anthony looked at him a few times, then with an insensitive expression, he held the cup of water with a trembling expression, and took a few sips without tears, and could only continue to explain to him, "The command is to identify the enemy and me in melee and duty, and it should be changed every day; while the bugle is to command the large army, and it makes various sounds, representing the attack and retreat of the army; and the flag is a silent signal, such as the legion using the eagle flag, the cavalry using the long flag, the infantry using the team mark, and the commander will also issue orders with the cloak and special flag to guide the army to fight. All soldiers must remember the direction pointed by the team mark, otherwise they will be completely in chaos."

After saying that, Anthony sighed and several prostitutes immediately came over with knowledge, preparing to relieve his fatigue. As a result, Leo raised his hand again, frowned very seriously, and asked, "So, once the battle begins, what kind of natural food should be paid attention to when setting up the formation?"

Anthony covered his brows and leaned on the back of the chair. Several prostitutes could only surround the surroundings and did not dare to step forward. They bared their teeth and stared at each other. After a long time, Anthony said in a very tired tone, "You are just a military civilian guardian now. Do you need to ask the head coach or consul who cares about?"

"On the contrary, I think this knowledge must be mastered during the time of being a military guardian. Otherwise, if you become the commander, you will be concerned about it at all times. Then it will be their disaster for an army." Leo made a statement. Anthony almost rolled his eyes and foamed at the same time. He drank a few more sips of water and said, "The sun, dust and wind, these three things need to be cared for the most. When arranging the array, you must turn your back to the sun, so that the sun must not be dazzling to affect the shooting of bows and arrows and stones. In addition, wind and dust also have a great impact on them. Of course, these natural factors are sometimes our enemies, but sometimes our friends."

Leo recorded, and nodded after listening, and then he wanted to ask Anthony about the cavalry. Anthony, who was annoyed, waved to a prostitute, then lifted his crotch, and the prostitute stepped forward, and the next person hurriedly brought all kinds of drinks to the head coach. Then Anthony said proudly, "I am doing business now. If I disturb such things, I will be punished by God. If you are really interested in the things that are marching and formation, I advise you to take the shovel and dig fortifications with the soldiers, which is more intuitive. Go and go!"

"But I still have some problems!"

"Now all I can teach you is the knowledge of hand-to-hand combat. Get out of here and little bastard!" Anthony shouted.

Leo shook his head and really grabbed the shovel in the tent. He walked past the "father, Lord Anthony", and walked out of the tent. As a result, he quickly became familiar with several centurions who were digging the trench together, because the other party and his father were very familiar with each other.

Just as Anthony's march was slow, Dehimos's men had quickly arrived at the key point of the street under the city of Mutina.

At this time, Mutina City, like other towns, sent elders and envoys to welcome Dihemoth's army into the city, intending to provide some essential supplies, so they sent the eight big soldiers away.

But Dihemoth suddenly turned against her and seized everyone. Then everyone in the legion held up their weapons and rushed into the city, instantly controlling the four gates of Mutina and all the towers. Then they confiscated all the property of the local residents and demolished all the houses. "In addition, hoard all the grain, marinate all the meat with salt, and build fortifications from the demolished houses around Mutina City. We want to fight the traitor Anthony in this city to the end!" Dihemoth said passionately. (To be continued, please search for astronomy, the novel is better and faster!
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