Chapter 29 Ocean Barbarians (Part 2)

"Yes, there will always be some "professional" soldiers, so I have to secretly add some people to the Sixth Legion and the Twenty-Seventh Legion..." Li Bi Da said very mysteriously, then he flicked his fingers twice and said to Sabo, "This matter is left to you to handle, recruit 600 people, but remember, even veterans have differences, I want those with moderate body shape, simple eyes, obedient to discipline, and satisfied with the current salary, don't recruit those gamblers and drunkards."

Sabo took the order and left, leaving only Li Bi Da and Mi Lu in the tent, so the two began to chat, "After leaving the legion, are you used to being a veteran and staying in the camp as a sergeant?"

"What's there to be accustomed to? Staying beside the consul as a guard is much safer. When I was at the end of my rope, I didn't need to pick up the sword to fight myself, and the salary was twice that of an ordinary centurion, so there was nothing to complain about. "Milu replied easily, "It's Carabis, you are getting better and better now. According to my calculations, you have several legions under your command now, right? The Sixth Legion, the Twenty-Seventh Legion, the Twelfth and Thirteenth Legion, the Fifteenth and Sixteenth Legion. "

"You forgot that I also brought up the Eleventh Legion in the Bosporus, but now the relationship with this legion is alienated, and Apis has also joined the enemy camp, so the combat effectiveness of this legion has never improved. Now in the Illyrian province, it will sooner or later be defeated by Pompey's legion in Macedonia. "After making the judgment, Lepidus and Milu both laughed. Lepidus was so focused at the time that he didn't even notice Milu saying goodbye to him. Then he spread out the map that he had carefully drawn in Rome in advance, and slowly figured out the geographical location of the Venetians, Caesar's former deputy general. That is, Decimus, who was still in charge of the army in Syria, led the navy to defeat the Venites. In the "Acuta" narrated by Caesar himself and submitted to the Senate, he openly called the Venites an out-and-out barbarian tribe. They could be ruthlessly pacified. In addition, Caesar also specifically described the strengths of this tribe: they were good at fighting at sea, and their ships were very distinctive, solid, large and light. They were a sea barbarian tribe that should not be underestimated. "Two legions, plus my Arverni tribe, are enough to quell the rebellion of the Venites." Vercingetorix said confidently.

"Don't underestimate the enemy. Commanders of the other two legions, I hope you can put yourself in the right position. The original commander of the Seventh Legion, Telluras, has new responsibilities. With Caesar's approval, Gallius will be the new commander. He is the commander of the battle, and you and your tribe are auxiliary troops." Lepidus' tone suddenly became hasty and stern, but in the eyes of everyone present, there was nothing strange about it, because Proci could barely be considered Lepidus' adopted daughter, so Vercingetorix, who married this woman, could be considered his son-in-law and adopted son. "In addition, my other adopted son, Paluma, will join the army. Serving as a military tribune, you must strictly supervise him and mobilize the entire tribe to provide logistical supplies for the army. "

Sure enough, Vercingetorix replied very straightforwardly, "Of course, the entire Arverni tribe is your Cleon's retainers."

In a small farm fifteen Roman miles outside the camp, when Vercingetorix and two legions had already set off, and Caesar, who had presided over the circuit meeting in Corduba, began to return, in the bright evening sun, Marcus Varro was sitting in front of the orchard, telling several slaves how to get bees, because they happened to find an empty beehive on the side of the road in this farm.

It happened that Lepidus was patrolling with his entourage and had just passed by this place. He told the entourage not to disturb him, got off the horse, looked at the back of old Varro through the fence, and listened.

"You have to know that honey is an offering that both humans and gods like to drink. Bees, like us, are creatures with their own countries. They have kings, governments, and social organizations. They particularly like cleanliness and cannot tolerate filth and dirt. Yes, in this respect, their country seems to be stronger than ours. According to the description of agricultural principles, we can get bees from the body of a bull. We can lock a strong bull of thirty months old into the house, beat it to death with an iron rod, and then seal the doors and windows with thick mud. After three market days, we will come in and see that the body of the bull has melted away, and it will be replaced by bees all over the house. So in the Roman vocabulary, bees are also called "bull-eaters." Varro panted and spoke this knowledge intermittently. After that, several slaves opened their eyes wide and recorded in detail on the paper roll. Then the youngest one asked, "Can we do it now and fill the hive with bees again?"

Varo laughed, and then with an old and hoarse tone, he looked at the sunset, then looked at the silly young slave, and said, "The method is just a method, but no farm owner in the world would be stupid enough to kill a bull with much greater wealth just to drink some honey wine - this is what I want to tell you, agriculture, like business, is a science that requires calculating input and return."

Then, he casually put the dusty beehive on the ground, and said with a sad and resolute tone, "This bee kingdom has perished, don't expect it to revive.")