The sun had just risen, and two teams of troops walked out of the 13th Army garrison.
Legion commander Cateus, leading the forces of the three brigades, headed north into the Red River Valley.
Brian, the deputy commander of the army, led spearmen marching south, ready to go to Barcelona City.
It is the largest city in the Iberian province.
Lancers lined up: the old soldiers lined up, the number ranged from 60 to 120, named after the main weapon is the short gun, also known as the reserve team.
There is a proverb in ancient Rome: When things develop into the reserve team, it is a metaphor for things to be extremely urgent.
"Sir Brian, why did you cede the Red River Valley to the Commander of the Legion? According to the regulations, you can monopolize the Red River Valley?"
Centurion Polo looked at Brian with a puzzled look.
It's not like Blaine's approach at all.
"Polo! How much gold did we dig out on the last day?"
"It's about forty or fifty pounds!"
LuoLou's dog head is gold on the riverbed, the amount is limited.
Two days ago, the forces of the three brigades gathered and dug up nearly 900 pounds of gold.
But on the third day, there were only a handful of gold dug up.
If you want more gold, you must use professional equipment to dig deep underground.
The Roman Legion was a field army. Although there were many skilled craftsmen in the Legion, they were unable to produce professional equipment.
"Isn't that enough? Give him a legion, I guess he won't be able to dig out much!"
Then Brian smiled badly and looked at the centurion next to him.
Of course, without professional equipment, it will be difficult to dig out a sufficient amount of gold.
There is another reason why Brian shared the Red River Valley and Cateus.
That is, after the opponent relaxes his vigilance, at the right time, Brian could directly kill him from behind, thus gaining control of the entire legion.
"My dear Centurion, don't you like those women in Gaul tribe?"
Men come out as soldiers, one for money and the other for women.
As soon as the woman was mentioned, Polo immediately came to his mind.
Some time ago, a group of Gaul slaves were arrested, and there were a few of them with good looks.
But after the opponent's leader was played by the deputy commander, he even ordered them to be released.
It has been a long time since Polo did not put out a fire.
And during this period of time following Brian, Polo made a lot of money, a full 7 gold coins.
"How could I not like it? Their figure is so soft!"
While speaking, Polo looked greedy and greedy, as if there were really beautiful women in front of him.
"Okay! Stop daydreaming and keep going!"
The province of Iberia is Spain in later generations. The north has a temperate maritime climate, while the south has a Mediterranean climate.
Castilla, where Brian is located, happens to have a temperate maritime climate.
There are lush trees here, and there are often barbarians from small tribes who rob pedestrians on the road.
But Brian didn't worry about this at all, he had a line of Roman elite soldiers.
Late at night, the troops were stationed by the river.
There is still a day's way to reach Barcelona City.
One mile away, there were waves of killing calls, and the surrounding woods were also set ablaze.
"Sir Brian! There is a situation outside!"
Polo shouted, standing beside Brian's tent.
And Brian rushed out with just a piece of casual clothes, and now there is no time to wear his brilliant muscle and plate armour.
"What's the situation with Polo?"
Brian looked up and saw Polo carrying a weak servant in his hand.
Polo threw him directly on the ground.
"This! This is our great Brian Deputy Commander if you have anything to say!'"
The servant was obviously frightened and stuttered.
"My lord, please help me, go and save my lady!"
Your lady?
Brian touched his smooth chin and said.
In ancient Rome, the status of women was extremely low.
What can be called a lady should be either a nobleman or a noble lady of a merchant.
"Yes, I implore the army to send troops to save my wife. I'm late, but it's too late!"
The servant kept kowtowing on the ground.
"How many people are there on the other side? I can't see the dark and crushed pieces, there are at least dozens of them! And each of them is painted with a special colour, which is difficult to distinguish in the dark"
A thought popped out of Brian's mind!
Blue Iberians, will apply special pigments on their bodies to make the whole body appear blue in favour of purple.
This colour is the most difficult to distinguish in the dark.
Therefore, the blue Iberians often use this method to looting or assassinating in the dark.
"Polo, wake up everyone! I want to see if those blue Iberians are humans or ghosts!?"
"Yes! Sir!"
...
"Great God Jupiter! Please save poor Julia!"
A lady in the carriage prayed non-stop.
Just 10 minutes ago, after being attacked by a group of people, Julia sent his cronies to ask for help from a nearby fire.
And there were only 10 entourages left beside her, and dozens of them on the outer periphery, unclear, ghost-like guys.
"Don't move that woman, I want her to live."
At this moment, a big bald man separated, and everyone walked forward.
Like everyone else, he is covered with special blue paint all over his body.
"So what about the boss and the others?"
"The others are worthless, kill them all, as long as that lady is fine!"
I saw the giant man giving an order, and dozens of people around, blue Iberians rushed towards the carriage.
At this moment, a tight pace came from a distance.
It seems that the army is marching.