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Volume 2: My Country Seven Hundred and Twenty-eight.  Roman battles

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    Like Angelus, few people thought that Mr. Baron could come back alive after going to the Roman military camp.

    Wang Weiyi didn't care what others thought of him. He just regarded this as a normal one among his countless adventures.

    This time, he only brought Richthofen along with him. With a small number of people, he could often make his enemies ignore them.

    In order to reassure the Germanians, he also specifically said that once he was unable to come back, Guo Yunfeng would continue to lead them to fight the Romans and become the link between them and the fictitious "Holy German Empire".  £®  £®  £®  £®  £®

    In this way, the Germanians are completely relieved.

    From here to the Roman legionnaires¡¯ camps, dangers abounded.  The Romans, or tribes like Germania, could launch a sudden attack on them at any time.

    Most of the time, such attacks don¡¯t even give you a chance to ask for mercy.

    Wang Weiyi and Richthofen didn¡¯t know what kind of danger they would encounter. This era was too unfamiliar to them.  £®  £®  £®  £®  £®

    Roman military camp.

    The high mountains and ridges are shrouded in a gray cloud. The mountains forgotten by the sun stand eerily in the clouds like the Titans expelled by the god Jupiter.

    This is a mountainous area, and the climate is very uncomfortable. Everything is wet and gray.  The Roman soldiers who came to besiege a Celtic fortress on the mountain often left their clothes hanging outside for a day without drying.

    In the past, the Romans always believed that the Celts were the Germans, but they soon discovered that the Celts and the Germans were not the same. On the contrary, they often had wars over territory and food. Every year  A lot of people died because of it.

    At dawn, there was a sound of horse hooves outside the military camp. After a short pause at the door, several people on horseback galloped across the road between the military commander's camp and the soldier's camp, heading straight to where they were last night.  The commander's tent was just erected.

    Several Roman soldiers came out of the sleeping tent and saw the large mud spots splashed by the horses on the clothes they were drying. They pointed at the backs of the horses and cursed. Hearing the curses of the soldiers, the captain in the tent  He also came out.

    "Shut up, you don't want to live anymore?" The captain squinted at the men who were dismounting in front of the commander's tent, and suddenly shouted in a low voice, "There is cavalry commander Dachius inside.  , He is a confidant of Archon Gaius! Get back to the camp, I don¡¯t want to lose my life because of you idiots!¡±

    Gaius always has a cold facial expression and is taciturn, and rarely talks to the companions around him; he speaks very slowly, often snaps his fingers inadvertently, and easily shows an expression of impatience; when walking, he always speaks directly.  He held his neck straight, stretched his head forward, and looked at others sideways; all these arrogant habits made those around him feel very unpleasant.

    At this moment, he had a gloomy face, staring closely at a person kneeling on the muddy ground in front of the handsome tent, and after a long while he said: "Are you from Rome?"

    Coming here day and night from Rome, the personal slave of Gaius' wife Lucia humbly replied: "Yes, noble Lord Gaius, I was sent by the noble Lady Lucia. I have a man here.  seal up"

    "Shut up! You idiot!" His words were immediately interrupted by the angry Gaius. The suspicious consul carefully looked at the people standing nearby and found that they were all descendants of Dachius.  His personal Greek bodyguard, who came with him from the summer camp, was relieved.

    "You come into the tent with me, you two, watch the door. No one is allowed in without my permission! Remember, it's anyone!" Gaius ordered with a hint of anger, and then walked back without looking at anyone.  The big account was opened.  £®  £®  £®  £®  £®

    In the commander¡¯s camp, Gaius quickly read Lucia¡¯s letter. Although he tried his best to stay calm, the tight skin on his face could not help but twitch a few times, and his face became even more gloomy.  Seeing the face of his patron, Decius, who was familiar with Gaius's temper, knew that he was on the verge of getting angry again. He quickly explained: "Sir, I did not leave the summer camp casually. This man refused to leave the summer camp.  He insisted on handing it over to you. I was afraid that something might happen to this important letter, so I came with him."

    "Huh? How do you know this letter is important? Tell me!" Gaius looked at his cronies fiercely: "Tell me! Where did you know it?"

    Decius was so frightened that he seemed to be shorter. He stammered: "I, I don't know, I, I just guessed."

    Gaius suddenly realized his gaffe and quickly began to cover it up.Pretending himself, "Dechius, you misunderstood. This is just an insignificant letter. The content inside tells me that my son Drusus has been cured of his illness."

    He tried his best to force out a smile, but he didn't expect that it would make his expression look even more terrifying.

    Only he knows the true content of the letter.  £®  £®  £®  £®

    Decius quickly made a confident expression, fearing that if something was wrong, his commander would be offended.  Gaius ignored Decius and turned to Lucia's slave, who was already trembling with fear.

    "Does your master have anything else to say?" Gaius said as slowly as possible.  !

    "No more, my lord."

    Lukiya's son thought about it for a long time and said word by word: "Well, go back to your master as soon as possible and tell her: I already know about my son's situation, and I hope he won't do it again."  Suffering from a potentially fatal disease because I'm worried about his health! Do you remember what I said?"

    "Please don't worry, sir, I have engraved it in my mind!" Lukiya's personal slave understood.

    "Well, Daikius, go back to the summer camp with him. Remember that you have to escort him personally. You can't come back until he reaches the first station!"

    The sound of horse hooves sounded again on the road between the military commander's camp and the soldiers' camp. From then on, Gaius kept himself locked in the commander's tent.  It was not until noon that he was alerted by the noise in the military camp. Some soldiers and slaves who had gone out to collect cattle were attacked by the Celts on the mountain.

    Gaius glanced coldly at the defeated legionnaires who had returned in embarrassment, gave a few instructions to the guards in front of the commander's tent, then turned and walked back to the tent.  £®  £®  £®  £®  £®  After a while, the legion commanders, battalion commanders, and centurions of the camp who received the order came to his tent one after another.

    After the officers saluted, the commander's tent was quiet for a while. The officers knew that Gaius was quietly observing them according to his old habit. No one spoke, everyone was waiting for the bad-tempered commander to speak first.  .

    "Do you want to know the reason why I came here overnight?" Gaius spoke slowly after confirming that there were no expressions worth studying on these people's faces.

    No one answered him, and everyone knew Gaius didn't like anyone speaking without his permission.  Sure enough, the commander immediately answered his own question: "Although your legion was founded by my father personally many years ago, and he also gave your legion the glorious title of Valeria; but since it is for  To put down this rebellion, Rome has put you under my command. In my eyes, you are just the 20th Legion of Rome! No matter what glorious history you have in the past, you must obey my orders!"

    "Dear Consul Gaius, although we have never had the honor of serving Rome under your command, please believe that we still admire your past achievements very much, and we will obey your military orders. The evidence is that we just  After a quick march from Letia, I immediately carried out your order and rushed to this mountainous area to deal with those barbarians regardless of fatigue!"

    The speaker was the legion commander of the 20th legion, a Roman aristocrat with gorgeous armor. Although from a long time ago, the actual command of each Roman legion was assigned by the lieutenant general, financial officer, or someone with rich combat experience appointed by the army commander.  The chief centurion took over, and the legion commander elected according to tradition has long become a decoration. It is just a transitional position for many Romans to gild their future career. But since he is still nominally the supreme commander of the legion, he is now the chief centurion.  Let him speak on behalf of everyone.

    Gaius stared at this Roman dandy in his thirties, as if he wanted to see the color of his bone marrow. "Well, please tell me why six battalions of Roman soldiers took seven days to return the goods."  Can¡¯t we capture this stronghold that often attacks our grain transport teams? As far as I know, this stronghold only has 3,000 people including women and children!¡±

    "Your Excellency, you will understand if you go ahead and take a look. The terrain here is really unfavorable to us. A forced attack will only make the Roman soldiers die in vain. Now it seems that there is no better way except siege." Seeing the legion commander in Gaius  The chief centurion of the 20th Legion couldn't help but speak under the fierce eyes and sinister face.

    "Well, really?" Gaius seemed a little polite to the chief centurion. After thinking briefly, he said decisively: "No, this stronghold must be captured within three days! Now the army in my hand  The number is not enough, I can't let six battalions of troops be trapped here! Go prepare and attack again right after lunch!"

    The Roman officers in the tent looked at each other in confusion. In the end, the chief centurion was bolder and said, "Excuse me, Archon Gaius, weBecause it is basically impossible to capture it in three days, unless Mars, the god of war, comes among us.  "

    "Didn't you hear what I said? I ordered you to attack immediately after lunch! Do you want me to repeat it again?" Gaius said impatiently as if he had not heard what the centurion said.

    Hearing these words, the officers put their right arms across their chests, performed a military salute, and silently exited Gaius's tent.  Soon, the sound of a gathering brass horn and the chaotic footsteps of soldiers came from outside the tent, and another attack was about to begin.

    Gaius ignored what was happening outside. He carefully handed Lucia's letter to the oil lamp. Until it slowly turned into ashes, he said to his personal slave standing at the door of the tent: "Give me my  £®

    When Gaius arrived at the battlefield, he happened to witness another defeat of the Roman soldiers: the chief centurion of the Twentieth Legion was right, the terrain here was really unfavorable to the Romans - this was a place surrounded by enemies on all sides.  It is an upright mountain village with steep cliffs. The top of the mountain is covered with white snow. Several mountain roads at the foot of the mountain gradually merge into a rugged and narrow road as the mountain winds. It is the only passage leading to the gate of the mountain village. The end of the passage has been blocked by a road in front of it.  The parapet with countless sharp wooden sticks stuck in it was tightly blocked! Tightly.  !

    The Roman soldiers who had just launched an attack on the mountain stronghold had to fight in dense formations on narrow mountain roads. After much discussion, the legion commanders decided to use heavy infantry at the front. Although speed was sacrificed, this could reduce the impact of arrows on the mountain.  Damage caused by blows.  It's a pity that these elite soldiers in heavy armor can only line up in a line of ten people wide on the winding road. Such a long and dense Roman team is completely under the impact of the big rocks that are smashed one by one.  Got off.

    After the large stones smashed open the shields on the heads of the Roman soldiers, hail-like sharp stones followed one after another. These were fired from the slings that the Celts had been skillful with since childhood.  Smashing at the weak parts of the legionnaires' armor, breaking the helmets and armor of the conquerors who came here from the warm Italian peninsula; some even fell directly on their faces, and those miserable soldiers immediately turned into facial features.  The bloody man, a blur of blood, let out bursts of heart-rending screams, or simply fell to the ground with a "gudong" sound.

    Soon, the attackers' team could no longer support them. Even the bravest people turned and fled, and the offensive formation suddenly became very chaotic.  In vain the centurions shouted at the top of their lungs, implored and swore at their soldiers, reminding them of the honor of their legion and hoping that they would endure the terrible storm of stones.

    However, as the ranks above were attacked more and more fiercely, only a few soldiers paused for a moment. Seeing that their comrades had no intention of stopping, they pressed toward the ranks below with more and more eagerness. This made the entire ranks  It was a mess.  A chaotic squeeze began. The defeated soldiers in the front pushed their comrades in the back who had not been attacked by stones to the ground, stepped on the bodies of the fallen people, and fled desperately.

    At this time, a large number of Celts wearing leather armor rushed out from behind the breastworks and the village gate, shouting "ho" and "ho" and rushed towards the road leading to the foot of the mountain. They waved various  Various weapons jumped forward flexibly on the rocky mountain roads, chasing the enemy at a speed much faster than the Roman hoplites.

    Under this blow, the Roman troops completely collapsed.

    Gaius watched the fiasco that happened right under his eyes calmly. It wasn't until the Celtic pursuers slowly approached the foot of the mountain that he ordered the legion signal soldiers standing beside him to stay in the barracks.  The soldiers came out and formed a square formation.  At this time, the two battalions of Roman soldiers participating in the attack on the mountain stronghold saw the legion's eagle banner and Gaius's guard of honor next to it. Knowing that their supreme commander had come to the battlefield in person, they wanted to turn back and fight, but they could not stop because they were facing the enemy.  Those fleeing in front were pushed by those behind, and those behind were pushed by those further back.  Similarly, the Celts chasing from the mountain could not stop. The narrow mountain road was tightly clamped by the rocks on both sides. The steep rock slope made them go down the mountain at an incredible speed. Everyone fell down like an avalanche.  It didn't stop until near the foot of the mountain.

    Only when the mountain road gradually widened and branched out, and the hillside became relatively flat, did the fleeing soldiers of the 20th Legion remember that they had been able to deploy their troops and prepare to resist, but the roaring stones again  The Roman soldiers became targets: countless sling ropes swayed over the heads of the Celts, drawing circles. These barbarians began to hurl deadly sharp points at their enemies like hunting deer in the mountains.  stone.  £®  £®  £®  £®  £®  So the rout continued.

    Gaius thought that when they reached the foot of the mountain, the Romans would stop their defeat, but he did not expect that the situation was still very bad, and the Celts in this copycat seemed to sincerely surrender to the supreme leader of Rome in the Danube region.A little embarrassed, they did not stop their pursuit. From time to time, a clumsy Roman heavy armor was cut down by a light-footed mountain man. Soon his head would be chopped off by a Celt, and then the soldier would  He grabbed the bloody hair and held it in his hand, and then a group of children following the adults began to excitedly peel off the deceased's armor from the corpse.

    "The combat quality of these guys is really poor!" Two thick eyebrows were knitted on Gaius's face, and his expression became even more gloomy. When he saw that the defeated troops were about to attack the phalanx lined up at the foot of the mountain,  , he even waved the commander's scepter in his hand angrily and shouted: "Auxiliary troops attack!"

    A group of tall Germans roared out from both sides of the Roman phalanx. They did not have the armor of Roman soldiers. Most of them only wore light coats, and some were bare-chested; these strong men held short spears in one hand.  Holding a javelin in one hand, they ran forward quickly, their long blond hair flowing behind them, like dazzling little yellow dots moving on the green grass and black mud.

    The German auxiliary soldiers rushed for a while, then suddenly stopped. After a loud roar, they all threw the javelins in their hands, and then the Germans rushed towards Kyle with their short spears.  Special person.

    This dense burst of javelins killed dozens of Celts in an instant. The fierce charge of the Germans made them panic, but when they found that the enemy was still some distance away from them, the Celts  They calmed down again, and under the command of a leader-looking man, they slowly retreated toward the mountain while attacking the Germans with slings.
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