The system has to be used even if it is pulled

In the executive hall of Salerno, Silanus looked at the sand table and saw bad news. Although Silanus already had a full legion and a full navy, the situation on the front line was not optimistic.

A Samnite legion was marching towards Malveton, the capital of the Lucanians conquered by the Samnites, ready to attack Salerno at any time; while in the south, the Samnites were stepping up shipbuilding and navy training in Picus, preparing to attack Rome directly from the coast.

It was a headache. The fully-strength navy in his hands had managed to block the coastline leading to Picus' advance to Rome, but as the news from the Senate spread, the rebels in the Latin region had already captured Velletri, completely cutting off the road to Rome.

The supply could not keep up, and the fully-strength legion in his hands also needed to guard against the Samnites invading from Malveton.

How could they have the troops to go back to Rome to help? It was a headache, a headache. If they didn't go back to help, Rome would be in trouble. If they went back to help, how could they resist the Samnites? They had no choice but to transfer more than 300 people from the Capua garrison to support them.

Silanus walked out of the hall, looked at the overcast sky and whispered: "Lantes, I can only rely on you!"

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The rebels launched an attack on the south gate of Rome. After all, Rome was not the Rome of the future. There were no high walls and towers. As time went by, the rebels began to destroy the city gates.

Many senators in the Senate were really anxious. Many of them cursed Zhao Yuanlang in a low voice, and some even thought that Zhao Yuanlang had already fled with his troops.

"Sir, the rebels have begun attacking the city gate. Should we provide support immediately?" A centurion looked at Zhao Yuanlang sitting on the lion Nemian with some awe.

Just as Nemian opened his mouth to give the ungrateful centurion a fatal bite, he was hit by Zhao Yuanlang's hammer and had no choice but to fall to the ground with a low growl.

"No, now is not the right time. We need to wait and find a chance to kill with one strike. Otherwise, our troops will die!"

"But, my lord!"

"My words are orders! Execute! Centurion!" Zhao Yuanlang looked at the centurion in front of him seriously. The centurion shuddered involuntarily, stepped back and stopped talking.

It’s not the right time yet, it’s not the right time yet. The enemy commander has not shown up, and the desired fatal blow has not occurred. Moreover, attacking too early will not make the Senate grateful to me, so it’s not a good time.

Finally, as the enemy's trebuchets continued to fire, it seemed that the city gate would be breached in a few more hits, and Junius appeared with his personal guards. Good timing! Zhao Yuanlang signaled the people around him to blow the horn and start the attack.

Junius looked at the ambush soldiers rushing towards him and laughed, "A bunch of new recruits, you want to ambush me." Junius gestured to Constantinus beside him.

Constantinus nodded, asked the people around him to blow the horn, and led a large group of people to form a defensive formation, ready to fight.

Being underestimated, Zhao Yuanlang, who was at the end of the team, laughed while riding on Nemian. With a squeeze of his legs, the lion Nemian immediately understood and accelerated suddenly.

The enemy rebels who were originally preparing to fight watched the attacking army split in the middle, and then a huge lion rushed out.

Zeus, what a huge beast that is! Those tough teeth, sharp claws. How strong the man on top of the beast is, and the bronze mace in his hand is so ferocious and scary. Is this a fight that humans should participate in?

"Don't panic! Keep the formation, archers! Follow my orders and shoot!" Constantinus shouted loudly at the somewhat panicked troops.

It was useless, absolutely useless. Zhao Yuanlang was on the flying Nemian, looking at the arrow shot at him, and then he suddenly clamped Nemian, and Nemian accelerated instantly.

The people on the battlefield could only see a yellow light flashing quickly past the fallen arrow.

"Don't panic, follow my orders and shoot freely!" Constantinus was a little bit unbelieving.

Zhao Yuanlang waved the mace in his hand like a windmill, breaking and knocking away the flying arrows.

Unable to believe it, as Nemian roared, Zhao Yuanlang shouted and launched a battle cry: "Long live Rome!"

After Nimian slapped away several soldiers in the originally unbreakable defense line, Zhao Yuanlang swung the mace in his hand and quickly made a big hole in it.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Constantinus shouted loudly and rode his horse towards Zhao Yuanlang!

"Die! You damn clown, the one who defeated you is Junshi..."

People just watched as Constantinus was hit on the head by Zhao Yuanlang's mace, and the entire part above the neck was gone. He fell off his horse, and the horse under him had its head bitten off by Nemian.

The soldiers nearby who were affected by Zhao Yuanlang's war cry collapsed instantly after seeing their commander die in battle, and many of them ran away.

Zhao Yuanlang didn't care and rode the lion towards Junius.

Damn it, Junius cursed in his heart, and it would be a lie to say he was not afraid. He turned around and fled on horseback with his generals and guards.

When he fled, the troops, whose morale was already low, collapsed instantly, and countless people began to run after him.

The time for harvest has come. Zhao Yuanlang waved his weapon and moved among the fleeing rebels. Wherever he went, rivers of blood flowed.

Because of the commander's escape, the rebels who were attacking the city gate quickly collapsed and all started to flee.

The noble elders on the city gate couldn't help but let out low cries of admiration as they watched Zhao Yuanlang display his mighty power below.

Zhao Yuanlang was simply an unparalleled killer. He killed as many people as possible, and in order to maximize the number of heads he could get for the lottery, he killed people like crazy.

This battle really terrified the enemy, and the people on the city gate were also terrified.

Zhao Yuanlang roared and did not let go of any fleeing rebels. He rode the lion and chased them madly. Finally, he caught up with Junius on a small hill.

The guards around Junius ignored him and rode away at full speed. Junius was old after all, so he fell behind the whole team.

Just as he was about to turn around to look at Zhao Yuanlang, he felt a pain at the back of his head, his eyes went dark, and then he lost consciousness.

Victory, done. Zhao Yuanlang looked at Junius, who was smashed into a bloody mess under his horse, picked up his body with a mace, turned the lion's head around, and went back to kill the rebels still around Rome.

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This war was nothing more than a child's play. The civil war that was originally tense and oppressive to others ended up in nothing.

The Senate, which had originally wanted to detain Zhao Yuanlang in Rome to continue serving as an idle tribune, remained silent when they saw the blood-stained Zhao Yuanlang throwing Junius's body on the ground.

Zhao Yuanlang immediately summoned the army and marched towards the town of Velletri before the Senate could react.

Due to Zhao Yuanlang's rapid march, by the time the Senate recovered, Zhao Yuanlang was nowhere to be seen. Moreover, there were still many things to deal with after the war, so everyone had no choice but to clean up the battlefield first.

The rebel garrison of Velletri and some defeated soldiers were trembling with fear when they saw Zhao Yuanlang, a man and a lion, smashing the low city gate into pieces and slowly walking towards them.

"Put down your weapons and join my army. I can allow you to live. You have just been bewitched, but you are still a member of Rome. Otherwise, you know what the consequences will be." Zhao Yuanlang looked seriously at the demoralized troops in front of him, and waved his hand to smash a dead branch to pieces.

Several leading centurions shuddered and dropped their weapons.