Commodus's face was indeed very wonderful now. Anger, fear, resentment, and various negative emotions alternated on his face. Under the flickering of the candlelight, his pale face looked extremely strange.
"I didn't stop him! Could it be that Lucia told me lies? Impossible! Quintas' report is that all the soldiers who went to ambush in the valley died! Does this mean that someone rescued him?"
Because Lucia did not mention that Ji Mo was alive, Ji Mo was still a dead person in Quintas and Commodus's perception.
Besides, even if he knew, he would never connect the rescue of Maximus with the end of the season. After all, who can kill dozens of Praetorian Guards? This is simply not something that humans can do, not even the bravest people recorded in their history can do it!
"But who has such great ability to rescue him! Is it those congressmen!?"
"It must be! Only these old people who are unwilling to decay would do this."
As Commodus continued to mutter to himself, his face gradually became calmer, with only a pair of sinister eyes showing the same vicious expression as the night he killed his father.
"I can't resist the legion led by Maximus at all. It seems that I need to use some extraordinary measures. Even if I am said to be cruel and my reputation falls to the bottom and is stink, I still want to keep my position as Caesar!"
"As long as Maximus dies, haha, as long as he dies..."
Like a gambler making a last ditch effort, Commodus said coldly and walked out of the hall. Tonight, he was destined to have no sleep.
…
There was no noise among the thousands of people, only the sound of footsteps as they walked quickly, breaking the dawn and making the ground tremble.
Maximus put on his general armor and a dark red cloak. As he rode on the war horse, his body rose and fell, creating a beautiful wave behind him.
After taking a look at the route forward, Maximus looked at Ji Mo beside him. To be precise, he looked at the wound on Ji Mo's arm and frowned deeply.
"Why did you make a cut on your arm?"
The low voice floated into Ji Mo's ears with the wind, causing Ji Mo to slowly withdraw from his own world.
He shook his head and said, "It's okay, I just want to verify something!".
To explain, Ji Mo looked at the wound that had stopped bleeding. Under Maximus's sour expression, Ji Mo took out a tactical knife and gently cut the wound again without the other soldiers noticing. The wound returned to oozing blood again.
Maximus shook his head and said nothing. He knew that he must have his own reasons for doing this at the end of the season. Besides, after he knew that he had magical abilities, he felt very calm when he saw the wound.
"I do have a strange feeling. That feeling is brought about by the ability to heal myself. Although it comes and goes, and it will slip away if I don't pay attention, what is certain is that my feeling is not wrong!"
"Only when I am injured, that strange feeling will appear. In order to capture that feeling, I will inevitably cause self-mutilation in the future!"
With a murmur, Ji Mo smiled bitterly. He wanted to capture the feeling of the wound recovering because he felt that as long as he captured that thing, it would be very useful to him!
Time passed little by little, and when it was getting dark, they stopped dozens of miles away from Rome at the end of the season. After a day's journey, the soldiers were inevitably tired.
Take a night's rest and refresh yourself. Tomorrow is the time to enter Rome.
As for being discovered by Commodus?
Haha, he should have known this a long time ago, but his Imperial Guards, both in terms of quantity and combat capabilities, are not as good as the battle-hardened Felix Legion.
As long as they dare to come, they will die early. There will be no surprise in this.
…
Standing at the highest point of the palace, listening to Quintus's report behind him, Commodus looked as sinister as ever.
"Now that they are here, have you made the preparations I asked you to do?" Commodus turned around, saw the hesitation on Quintus's face, smiled sinisterly, walked up to him, and smiled softly, With a stern look in his eyes, he asked, "Are you done?".
"It's done, but doing this will inevitably be a bit..."
"It's nothing but, either he dies or I die. At this point, do means still matter? Haha!"
"Yes...my majesty!" Quintas lowered his head and looked at Commodus' figure, feeling a trace of regret for choosing Commodus in his heart unconsciously.
The next day, when the first ray of morning light pierced the dim sky, Felix's legion under the leadership of Maximus had already formed a neat formation and marched slowly towards Rome.
However, what puzzled everyone was that until they reached the city walls of Rome, they still did not encounter an enemy, not even an enemy on the city walls.
Standing at the city gate, looking at the wide open city gate and smelling the unusual smell, Maximus touched his chin and murmured: "What's going on?".
Ji Mo narrowed his eyes, wondering if this was a trap, and then said, "I and some cavalry will go in to investigate!".
Maximus nodded and warned: "Be careful!".
Putting on a helmet that could cover his face, Ji Mo led dozens of cavalry and rushed in through the open city gate.
However, no one found an enemy. Even the civilians in the city seemed to smell something unusual. Only some brave people carefully poked their heads through the windows of their homes and looked at the cavalry rushing in.
After thinking for a while, Ji Mo said: "Separate, explore carefully, and pay attention to safety!"
"Yes!" the cavalry responded and left one after another.
A quarter of an hour later, the cavalrymen came to Ji Mo one after another, and they all said that they found no danger, but the last few cavalrymen brought news.
"All the imperial guards are shrinking inside the palace? Do you know what's going on?" Ji Mo asked.
"The other party threw this from the palace wall!" As he spoke, a cavalryman handed a roll of parchment to Ji Mo's hand.
Ji Mo glanced at it, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He said that Commodus, who was forced to a dead end, did have the heart of an unscrupulous gambler.
However, this also allows the end of the season to complete its mission.
"What an unexpected result!" With a murmur, Ji Mo handed the parchment to the hand of a previous cavalryman and said, "Put it into the hands of the general!".
"Yes!" the cavalryman responded and left quickly.
Glancing at the remaining cavalry, Ji Mo arrived: "Others be on alert!"
"yes!"
