Larsius returned to the fortress with a gloomy face.
His appearance of not allowing strangers to enter made all the soldiers, captains of ten, centurions, squadron captains, and captains in the fortress tremble with fear, fearing to offend him.
The sun went down and the sky became dark.
Oil lamps were lit on the lookout posts, walls and many buildings in the fortress.
Larsius was sitting in the room where he was doing business.
The oil lamp hanging on the wall had already blackened the wall.
The flame of the oil lamp kept beating and made crackling sounds from time to time.
The food brought by the attendant was already cold, and Larsius had no appetite at all.
The painful images of his brother Mario suffering from injuries kept reappearing in his mind, and various expressions flashed across his face from time to time.
When he thought that his brother Mario would probably be guillotined, his heart couldn't help but throb.
Although they are members of a noble family, Larsius's parents died when the two brothers were very young.
The two brothers' current status was all achieved by their own hard work.
The family did not use even a single Little resources have helped them.
Mario was Larsius's only relative in this world.
Larsius couldn't imagine what it would be like to lose this younger brother.
He sat on the chair all night until the sun rose the next day.
Only when the sun shone in did he come back to his senses.
At this time, there was a knock on the door, and a captain came in and caressed his chest: "General, the caravan at the bottom of the mountain has left."
"Oh, really?"
Larsius stood up and walked to the window to look down the mountain.
The caravan camp on the edge of the town has been dismantled, and a group of human and horse escorts and dozens of carriages are heading southwest along the Karasu River.
Larsius looked at the caravan slowly leaving, his face uncertain.
After a long time, he ordered the captain behind him: "Go and ask someone to prepare three horses, enough concentrate, and two days of dry food.
I want to go out.
No one can know about this except you."
"Yes, General" the captain agreed, turned and left.
Larsius walked to the bookcase that turned away and walked to the wall.
He took out a set of keys and opened a drawer.
He opened the drawer and took out a dark purple wooden box with intricate carvings.
Larsius hesitated for a moment, then walked to the desk with the wooden box, took a piece of silk cloth, wrapped the wooden box and put it into a bundle.
Every so often, the captain returns and reports: "General, everything is ready."
"Well" Larsius grabbed the baggage and put it on his back, turned around and strode outside.
After a day of galloping, Larsius finally arrived at his destination Alashan before dark.
This mountain is the highest mountain in the middle section of the Taurus Mountains, reaching a height of more than 3,300 meters.
Larsius held a torch and climbed up the mountain all night.
It was not until late at night that he saw a little light appear on the mountainside.
After climbing for a while, he saw a small castle built on the mountain.
The spiers reached into the sky and the gray rock walls It is covered with green moss and wall-creepers.
Panting, Larsius came to the gate of the castle.
The gate of the castle was two stone doors carved with strange patterns.
Through the light of the torch, it could be seen that the castle was extremely old.
"Master Raphael, Larsius has come to pay a visit to the master.
Please give me a glimpse."
There seems to be no sign of human activity around the castle for many years.
It is very desolate.
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It is eerie and terrifying late at night.
Lars Hughes swallowed and plucked up the courage to shout loudly.
After shouting three times in a row, the two old stone doors of the castle slowly opened automatically, and there was a rumbling sound.
It seemed that the ground was shaking, and there seemed to be gravel on the mountain wall not far away.
Stop falling.
When he saw the gate of the castle open, it was pitch dark inside, and he couldn't see anything.
It was as if there was a bottomless abyss waiting for him to jump into.
Larsius's heart was beating wildly in his chest.
The stone door was fully opened, and Larsius had to bravely walk into the castle with a torch.
As soon as he entered the castle, he felt that the temperature suddenly dropped a lot, and goosebumps instantly appeared all over his body.
I couldn't help but shudder.
There seemed to be a voice in his heart, and he kept moving forward according to the guidance of this voice.
Along the way, he saw various strange statues, murals, and horrific furnishings that made him fear for death.
He didn't know how long it took before he came to a huge hall.
The walls of the hall were carved with many strange and terrifying creatures.
At the end of the hall stood a tall and thin man in a black robe and cloak.
This man was leaning on a stick.
I don’t know what age it is, but it has been rubbed until it shines brightly.
The cane is taller than this weirdo.
The snake head on the cane is carved lifelike, and the letters spit out from the snake head seem to be alive.
"Master Rapel, Larsius greets you."
Larsius immediately put down the torch, knelt on the ground and bowed respectfully.
In the West, it is generally not allowed to kneel down and worship.
Even when you meet the king or emperor, you just bow.
However, if you want to express your loyalty, piety, and admiration, you can kneel down.
For example, when believers meet the Pope, they will kneel on the ground and kiss his toes. and shoes, putting yourself in an extremely low position.
The man in the black cloak slowly turned around, revealing an old and thin face with a sparse gray beard and eyebrows.
There was no blood on his face and lips, and a pair of deep-set eyes that exuded a cold light.
The tall pointed nose and protruding cheekbones between the eye sockets make this old face look extremely scary.
A creepy hoarse voice came from the man in black robe and cloak: "Larsius, what's wrong with you coming here to see me?"
Larsius immediately said: "Yes, Master, my brother Mario colluded with a group of bandits to rob a caravan from the east because of greed, but things were exposed.
He has been caught now and is being taken to Adana.
On the way, if the Eastern Caravan insists on this matter and asks the Governor and Constantinople for an explanation, Mario will definitely die.
I am such a relative, and I don’t want him to die, so I think Please help me, Master" Raphael's hoarse voice came out again: "You want me to snatch your brother back from the escorting army?"
"No, no, no, in this case Mario will become a fugitive for life.
He will never be able to live in the sun again.
I don't expect him to keep his current military position.
I only hope he can get a lighter punishment or pardon.
So I want the master to take action. , let the people of the Western Qin caravan shut up, and it is best to forget about this matter.
As long as they do not accuse the governor and Constantinople of this matter, I can find a way to relieve Mario's offense" "Oh" Raphael made a strange sound in her throat, "How difficult it is to make everyone in a caravan forget a memory.
I'm afraid no one can do it except God.
If you want them to shut up tightly.
Mouth, why don't you kill them all?
You are the defender of a fortress and hold a legion.
Isn't it too easy to destroy a caravan?"
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Larsius smiled bitterly and said: "Master, if it were that simple, I wouldn't come to beg you.
The Western Qin caravan has sent people back to the border to report this matter to the Western Qin border garrison generals and officials, and This caravan is also accompanied by Adana officials.
If I send troops, I will definitely make this matter even bigger.
Maybe the Western Qin Kingdom has already They are planning to find an excuse to attack us, and more than two hundred people have been disappearing into our country.
This is definitely not a small matter.
No one can bear such consequences.
Master, there is no need for everyone in the caravan to lose this skill. , Just get rid of a few people in charge of the caravan.
I think this should not be difficult for you, master."
Rapel was silent for a long time before speaking out: "Okay, I can promise you to take action, but it will consume a lot of magic power.
You should know my rules."
"Yes, yes, I know the master's rules."
Larsius said, taking out the prepared wooden box from the bag, then stood up and bowed to the man in black robe and cloak and handed the wooden box to him.
A hand with long black nails, long and dry fingers, and skin like snake skin stretched out from the wide sleeves of the gold-trimmed robe and took the wooden box.
The wooden box was opened, and a blood-red ruby ring lay quietly in the wooden box.
The surging magic power caused a huge surprise to flash through Raphael's sunken eyes, which looked like old tree bark.
His dry cheeks couldn't help but tremble a few times.
After a long time, Lapel tried his best and the wooden box disappeared.
He looked at Larsius who was still bowing and said: "Very good, I helped you."
"Thank you, Master.
I will also donate ten pounds of gold to you after thank you."
Among the slowly advancing caravan, Zhao Ziliang was sitting on a carriage, half-lying with his back against the cargo, holding a straw in his mouth, and looked at Gu Tong, Arut and Dior who were riding on horseback next to them.
A mercenary asked: "You three have been making a living on this line for many years.
You must be familiar with the garrisons at various checkpoints and fortresses in the Eastern Roman Empire along the way.
Can you tell me about it?"
Dio asked: "Do you want to ask about their establishment or the garrison generals?"
Zhao Ziliang said: "It doesn't matter, just say whatever you know.
This is idle time.
Just talk and chat to pass the time."
"That's okay" Dio agreed and said: "Now the Eastern Roman Empire implements a military district system, which divides the entire empire into many military districts, and manages all levels of the empire according to military sequential units such as military districts, divisions, regiments, battalions, and teams.
Administrative regions.
The military region system abolished provinces and implemented a system of military and political compatibility and the integration of military and peasantry."
The escort next to him asked: "What is the compatibility of military and political affairs and the integration of military and peasantry?"
Gu Tong explained: "Military and political compatibility means that the military chief is in charge of both the military and government affairs, finance and taxation.
The general of the military region has generals responsible for commanding troops to help him train the army and lead troops to fight, and there are also government officials to assist him in managing administrative affairs within the military region.
In the military, taxation, and judicial military zones, the empire enfeoffs land for high-ranking military generals and soldiers with military exploits, that is, as support for the empire The empire also strengthened the military strength of the empire.
The empire also incorporated free peasants into the army, granted them hereditary land in exchange for their obligation to perform military service and pay taxes, and implemented the military garrison system, but they did not perform labor service in peacetime.
As a free farmer, the price is to provide cavalry for the military region when needed or to spend money to hire others to replace it.
This is the integration of soldiers and farmers":