For the many soldiers who stepped off the ship and crossed the border like locusts, such a small seaside village could not even hinder their footsteps.
Throughout history, the civilization of the Romans is evident to all.
But that civilization can only bloom under the sunshine.
Even then, the civilization that is as dazzling as gold still makes most people ignore its dark side.
Even though Nero's Domus Aurea has faded in later generations, it can still show the splendor and magnificence of two thousand years ago.
But her own atrocities can only be glimpsed in the book.
The cities and countries captured by the Romans were actually no better than the most barbaric nomads passing through.
It has become an unwritten rule for rebels to plunder villages and cities. Often, as long as the attitude is humble enough and proactive enough, at least the lives of ordinary people will not be in danger.
But the Roman army was different. The soldiers did much more than just plunder wealth from the defeated.
Soldiers who would be regarded as "crazy" in the eyes of future generations would spontaneously enjoy the women of the defeated country.
Moreover, they would also inflict atrocities on those unfortunate female captives in front of the victims' fathers and brothers.
This is used to show the fate of those who oppose Rome.
It is precisely the continuation of this "glorious" tradition that even Boudica, who is the queen, is still unavoidable from the fate of being ravaged together with her daughters.
Such scenes also take place in this fishing village by the sea late at night.
Amid the ridicule of the soldiers, all the women in the village were driven to the open space in the center of the village to accept the humiliation.
Most of the able-bodied men in the village were taken away to serve as soldiers. Perhaps the only good thing was that the rest were old, weak, sick and disabled.
Moving his fat body, Caesar stepped off the ship.
The moment he got off the ship, the waterline of the entire warship rose.
In his own words, this is the richest state that can best demonstrate the greatness of Rome.
But from an ordinary person's point of view, I'm afraid it can only be incomprehensible obesity.
It's hard to imagine that a human body can reach such a level, and unlike the legendary hero's muscular figure, the impression that Caesar gave people at this moment was just pure bloat.
"I didn't expect that a noble person like me would one day continue my personal conquest."
"After all, that adult is the commander-in-chief. We can only serve in roles like ours, right? Father."
Caesar looked up at the figure still standing on the bow of the ship.
"Indeed, if you can personally command the army, I will have no excuse to refuse."
Wails and joking laughter fell sporadically into their ears. It was the women in the village who still refused to submit.
"However, if you set foot on this land again as your father, it won't be considered a battle at all, it can only be a triumph, right?"
"Hahaha, the current [Augustus] would never respect me as much as you do."
"That's right. To her, we are just a group of elders who suddenly appeared. And we must shamelessly take back what we have put down."
The fires and cries in the village gradually subsided.
Caesar summoned his sergeants.
"Let them restrain themselves a little and don't leave too many traces. We shouldn't expose too much information to the other party at the moment. We will base ourselves here here in the future and don't attract too much attention."
"Yes, sir."
Caesar looked back at Octavian on the boat.
"Rome... I only talked about it in the past, but now I can definitely feel her power. It is such a beautiful and moving existence, but we want to take it with our own hands and then destroy it?"
"Since we chose to answer the call, we must have a wish that we want to use the Holy Grail to fulfill, father. For that wish, even [Rome] can be sacrificed, isn't that true of you?"
"Even then, it pains me to destroy such a treasure. But in the end I am here, Vincit, qui se vincit, conquer yourself in order to conquer others."
"...This is probably why [Rome] failed to fully stand on our side."
"So now, I come to conquer."
Octavian on the boat smiled, this was also a long-awaited conversation between him and Caesar.
Although Octavian was only Caesar's stepson in name, the relationship between him and Caesar was better than that of a biological father and son.
But it was only after Julius Caesar was assassinated that Octavian truly took control of the sails of the ship of his life.
Therefore, from his perspective, Caesar is like a good friend who has been away for many years.
Including the troubles of being a politician, the nostalgia of being an heir, and even the guilt of forcing Cleopatra and Little Caesar to death, Octavian had many things that he wanted to tell him.
This time he appeared in the world, it could be regarded as the fulfillment of one of his dreams.
But this exaggerated posture really shocked Octavian.
This was not what he thought of Caesar.
If Queen Marie saw Caesar again, would she really still fall in love with him?
Octavian expressed doubts.
"Then I will continue to be responsible for the logistics for you."
"What do you think of what the junior said about the changes in Rome?"
"His plan was disrupted, and Caligula was also eliminated. It proves that Augustus is not just waiting for death - he is still a little too young if he wants to defeat Rome through diplomacy. Father You think so too, right?"
"Of course, but now I'm here."
Caesar looked confidently in the direction of Rome.
"Then please continue reading."
The wooden planks protruding from the cabin were removed by the soldiers, and only the grappling hooks and iron ropes that were ejected on the ground were taken back to the ship.
The slaves rocked the oars and sailed the ship away from the coast.
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"Are you really willing to watch the country you created with your own hands be destroyed in my hands?"
After Caesar took a few steps forward, he suddenly looked back at Octavian, who had already followed the ship away.
“Roma was not built in a day (Roma non fuit una die condita).”
Just leaving these words, Octavian did not reply any more.
The not-so-tall mast slowly disappeared under the sea level in the moonlight.
In the calm Mediterranean, which the Romans regarded as an inland sea, sails played little role.
"Ah."
Caesar shook his head and moved his fat body again.
I don't know since when, Octavian has surpassed him by a lot.
At the very least, Julius Caesar, who named himself July, did not take the title of Augustus like Octavian did.
Octavian was also more decisive than him.
I'm afraid the same is true for that adult.
Why did he, who loved Rome more than anyone else, choose to stand opposite Rome?
Caesar had no way of knowing.
But he can now confirm one thing——————
Caesar took a deep breath and looked at the village that had been completely slaughtered and the soldiers who were digging pits to bury the bodies.
This familiar land has also undergone great changes after nearly a hundred years. It can be said that it is both familiar and strange.
Now he saw it.
Even Caesar had to admit that his conquering heart was restless again.
