Augustus Road

Who would have thought that Lepidus stood in front of the steps of the palace, with all the city elders behind him, holding a gold-plated scroll of order documents in his hands, and loudly announced, "In the past, you had no chance to choose, so after losing the war, you became slaves." Ding_point] In the culture of the Black Forest and the Plateau, I understand that the defeated are the most looked down upon, even women look down on you!”

The slaves over there shook their shackles and cursed at the steps in rough Latin, indicating that although their identities had changed, the dignity of the warriors and tribes remained, and they were determined not to allow this black-haired man to do anything. , a guy with black hair but very different facial features from the little Roman came to insult him wantonly.

"Then prove it again now and regain the lost glory. You should thank your God. He uses me as the agent to give you such an opportunity again. Now the City Council of Salona has unanimously agreed to transfer you Liberation, from now on you become the free people of the colony, and you are also the soldiers of this city now. I, the soldiers of Lepidus, are facing Pompey's army. Maybe you don't know them well, but if any of you think that you must surrender to us. The ending is the same as theirs, then I can completely laugh at the stupidity and ignorance of this behavior - so, no matter what you people think in your hearts now, your fate, and the fate of Salona City, is now They are connected in series. Liberation is for defense. We will also distribute weapons to you. In the upcoming battle, that is, tomorrow, follow the instincts you developed on the forest plateau and serve as the vanguard of the attack! "

These blond slaves all looked at each other. Then they started making noise again. They came forward one after another in a messy manner. After being unshackled and removing the nameplate of slave status, it stands to reason that this group of people, who are naturally fond of lively and bloody fights, should be allowed to die like ants in a dark mine, breathing dust that can cling to their lungs. This is the better choice. Be happy, Li Bida, who has been entangled with them, certainly understands in his heart. So he struck while the iron was hot, "If you taste the bloodthirsty joy again in the next battle and become addicted, then join my army. I will have regular auxiliary numbers for you. Besides, you already have many If a member of his clan joins Caesar's team, he will not only have food and salary to eat, but also a pension and resettlement land. "

But obviously these blond barbarians are not very interested in this. When they touched the pickaxe and the spear again. It was like touching a woman's vagina again, her whole body twitching and shaking, trembling with joy.

They quickly started secret construction on the designated section of the city wall according to the experience and technology they had learned in the mines - planing away the reinforced wall, making several cavities not far apart, and using wood to support them. The besieging army was completely invisible on the surface. Then, Lepidus arranged an elite hundred-man team at each hole, followed by freed slaves and young citizens, because the weapons they held were more crude and they lacked the ability to form formations. Training and experience can only serve as a second-line force.

"They called the second line, all carry fire sickles, oil-soaked ropes and linen strips, and jars containing rice oil." Lepidus ordered, and then after obtaining the consent of the Council of Elders, he took out many items in the temple. Gold and silver were freely distributed to soldiers and freed slaves, allowing them to receive the comfort and stimulation of rewards while fighting for their lives.

In the early morning of the third day, the attack in the city of Salona became obviously fierce and crazy. Lelias on the opposite mountain could clearly see that many citizens and soldiers were covered with asbestos and made shielding rows, while resisting Salona. The fierce rain of fire from Toga was working hard to repair half of the wall. "Poor man, when it comes to this, what else can this do except sacrifice in vain." The scar on Lelias's left eye jumped. After a few clicks, he was proud of himself, because Salona was going to add another glory to his glorious military career, "Ask the soldiers to use rolling logs to push the siege towers forward for one furlong. I am going to arrive when the first legion Before that, take this stubbornly resisting city and seize the entire Dalmatia and Illyria for Your Majesty Pompey.”

At this time, even the women and children on the city top let out shrill screams. They used scissors to twist off their hair and replenished the bowstrings used as stick throwers. Many soldiers of Pompey's army came to the city of Carthage many years ago in a daze. In the tragic scene before the fall, they carried their shields over their heads, and the anti-personnel weapons fired from above hit them with a ping-pang sound and kept rolling down to their feet. Then, every short distance, they discharged a missile towards the foot of the city. The logs, and then the soldiers at the rear shouted, slowly pushed the siege tower forward along the road of rolling logs. As long as the city wall could be put up, the soldiers could calmly jump to the top of the city on it, or face it. The city soldiers fired deadly javelins to scatter the defenders.

"Disappear in despair and ashes, the city of Salona, ​​and Lepidus!" Laelias couldn't help shouting.

Then there was a loud bang, like a meteorite hitting a mountain, or a terrifying earthquake on the sea and land. Many soldiers fell to the ground in the smoke that burst out like ash. In the strong wind, the siege tower also made a trembling and creaking sound. The wall of Salona, ​​one and a half furlongs away from the gate, suddenly collapsed outward, burying the lives of some brave soldiers of the "Pan God" Legion who rushed to the city. Then, stepping on the rubble, hundreds of soldiers with excellent armor and weapons rushed out from inside like crazy beasts. This was Lepidus's vanguard. They rushed out directly from the gap in the wall, holding the belief that if they failed, they would all be finished. Awakened, wielding swords and spears, they frantically attacked the unprepared Pompeian soldiers, followed by the citizen army and the liberated slaves, who poured out like an unstoppable torrent. When the vanguard and the Pompeian army fought hard, they were like insects that could penetrate everywhere, without order, and with great destructive power, burning and pushing the siege towers down along the rolling logs with crowbars and wooden poles, and killing the military slaves and archers inside. Soon, the two tall siege towers placed in front were easily pushed back on the slope, and squeezed into the array of thousands of barbarian troops under Pompeii under the action of rolling logs. The sounds of ravage, trampling and burning bodies were endless. This group of people collapsed in an instant under such a fatal blow.

And Laelias, who was still shouting, could no longer close his mouth. He never expected that the enemy would actually use the trick of pushing down the city wall to directly launch a swift counterattack. It was so simple and crude that it was unreasonable.

Over on Latin Hill, Cretus also ordered all the trumpeters to blow their trumpets, commanding the entire army to use up their last bit of strength, "rush down in one go, divide into two columns, and destroy the three siege towers in front of us first!" (To be continued...)