Chapter 129 Storming the City of Rome (1)

After Terentus touched the iron gate, he had a bottom line in his heart. He untied the rope tied to his waist, tied it firmly to the iron fence, and then pulled the rope hard. After getting the response from his teammates, he Holding the iron rod in one hand, he squatted down, took off the tools on his body, took out the iron saw, and used it to saw the iron rod below.

And just when he was busy, when he got the news he passed back through the rope, Izam resisted his excitement, and immediately sent a scout team, grabbing the rope that had been connected, and smoothly from the broken bridge to the bottom of the sewer, He easily climbed to the exit, made a gesture to Terentus, and without speaking, he took off the tool and did the same thing as his teammates—saw the iron rod, and then broke it with iron pliers.

In this way, it lasted for more than 20 minutes, and finally a gap was opened under the iron fence for people to climb in and out.

Terentus took off the items on his body, threw them inside through the gap between the iron rods, and then fell down, clinging to the slippery moss and the smelly sewage, and laboriously drilled in through the gap, and then he was relieved. He leaned his sore and numb body against the stone wall, too tired to care about the dirty garbage stuck in the waterway.

His teammates also crawled in quickly, and kept pulling the ropes tied to the iron fence.

Although Izam, who was originally on the bank of the river, had expected this for a long time, he finally couldn't help but be excited at this moment, and whispered: "Success! Success! Brothers follow me and enter the city of Rome together!"

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In the morning, the sleeping Davos was awakened by Clotokatax.

Last night, Davos had been busy and thinking about the siege of the city today. It was not until late at night when he received a message from Izam that he was relieved, unable to resist sleepiness, and slept till now.

When he was woken up, Davos was still a little confused and blurted out, "What's wrong?!"

"No, father, the legion commanders are waiting for your order to attack!" Clotokatax replied hurriedly.

Davos realized that he was a little gaffe, he patted his face with his hand, felt a little more awake, and then stood up: "Bring me the armor!"

The servant immediately brought the armor and helped Davos to put it on, and Krotokatax was also helping.

"Don't worry! Don't panic!" Davos comforted his son and asked, "How is the weather?"

"Father, it's a sunny day!" Clotokatax answered briskly.

"This is a good sign!" Davos smiled,

I took the helmet from the servant, put it on, and straightened it up without haste, and then said, "Go, go see the protagonists who attacked the city today!"

Saying that, he strode towards the big tent next to him.

"Your Majesty!!" The generals in the tent immediately stood up and saluted, and then watched Davos step onto the main seat with bright eyes.

Armintas, commander of the First Army, Matonis, commander of the Second Army, Lizaru, commander of the Third Army, Olivers, commander of the Fourth Army, Geogris, commander of the Fifth Army, Trotiras, commander of the Sixth Army , Commander of the 1st Cavalry Corps Ryders, Commander of the 2nd Cavalry Corps Kuzius, Commander of the Navy of the Third Fleet Midorades... Davos's eyes slowly swept over them, each due to His face, rough and scarred by years of battle, was now full of excitement and anticipation.

At this moment, in the eyes of Davos, the stars in the tent gave him more confidence, and he smiled: "It seems that everyone has a lot of confidence, so what are you waiting for, get ready to attack! "

"Yes, Your Majesty!" The generals also responded with a smile.

"Lizaru and Midorades, the Third Fleet and Third Army led by you will start the attack half an hour after the other armies have attacked!"

"Yes!"

Davos only specifically asked this sentence, and then said decisively: "Everyone, be sure to capture the city of Rome before dark! I am here waiting for the news of your victory!"

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On the Capitoline Hill in the city of Rome, in the magnificent temple of Jupiter, the main god of Rome, the priesthood is praying to the gods under the auspices of the high priest Cato Julius Julus. Kneeling behind them were many Roman elders, as well as some senior officers led by the chief of the city guard, Scipio the Great.

The ritual of offering sacrifices to the gods in Rome was relatively simple. After the prayer was over soon, the divination priests came on stage. They held a rooster with a red crown and red feathers. A priest sprinkled a handful of black beans on the ground. Then let go of the rooster.

This rotten rooster (which had not been fed since yesterday afternoon until this morning), saw the black beans on the ground, his eyes widened, his legs kicked very fast, his wings kept flapping, and lightning rushed past. Then he kept mulling over his food, making everyone around him dizzy.

In a blink of an eye, a handful of black beans were completely eaten by it, and there was not one left. The rooster wandered around the temple in dissatisfaction, looking for new food.

Seeing the performance of the holy chicken like this, all the people watching were happy, and there was no need for the priest to make the final conclusion, and everyone was happy: this is a good omen!

At this time, the priests who performed bird divination outside the temple also completed their tasks (the most important way of divination for Roman priests, bird divination priests divided the sky into four parts, and then looked at which part of the sky an abnormality occurred, such as Dark clouds, flocks of birds, showers... It is up to them to decide whether these abnormalities are good or bad omen), and after entering the hall, loudly announced: "Good luck! Good luck!"

There were cheers inside and outside the temple.

The people and soldiers at the foot of the mountain immediately felt more confident when they heard the cheers from the mountain.

At this moment, "Woo!..." A high-pitched bugle sound came from outside the city, and the expressions of everyone on Capitoline Mountain suddenly changed: The Dionian attack has begun? !

The Great Scipio hurried to the edge of the cliff and looked northwest: I saw that a lot of figures had appeared in front of the enemy's camp in the distance (this was the barracks of the Dionysian First Army), and began to form a formation.

Scipio the Great kept his expression calm, turned around and said to the generals: "The Dionysians have started to attack, each of you will return to your own defense zone, command the citizens, and defend Rome!"

"Yes!!" The generals replied forcefully.

Scipio the Great led them down the mountain in a hurry. The crowd crowded under the mountain was mostly women and children. They took the initiative to make way for the generals, and wished them victory and drove away the enemy.

After the emergency mobilization the night before and yesterday, the city of Rome recruited a total of about 25,000 soldiers. According to the camping situation of the Dionians outside the city, the Great Scipio divided the force into four parts: 5,000 soldiers to defend the northeastern section of the city wall, 5,000 soldiers defended the western city wall, and 10,000 soldiers defended the southern city, which just corresponded to the huge Dionysian barracks outside the city, and the remaining less than 5,000 people defended the Roman vertebral bridge in the north.

The man in charge of defending the northeastern city wall was Marcus Atilius, who was originally a cavalry commander among the 3,000 elite soldiers left in Rome. He came from a prominent Roman family and was a battle-hardened general. He entrusted him with the task of entrusting to him the northeastern section of the city wall, which had the longest range of defenses and was farthest from the center of Rome. Therefore, after going down the mountain, he did not need to go far, and immediately went up to the head of the city next to the Capitoline Mountain.

Some Roman soldiers immediately surrounded: "General, the enemy is attacking!!"

Surrounding him were teenagers under the age of 18. Their childish faces were intertwined with excitement and tension. They pulled the spear and leather shield in their hands early, and looked at Marcus with the eyes of a child. looking at his parents.

"Don't panic, our city walls are so high, the trenches are so deep, the enemy can't attack! God Jupiter has given us a good omen, the holy chicken has eaten all the feed, and the Dionians will be repulsed! Zhu Pete will bless Rome!"

The soldiers cheered after hearing Magus' words of encouragement.

Marcus squeezed out of the crowd, found his adjutant, and said with a serious expression: "Go and inform the squadron leaders, take care of their soldiers, stick to the position that you should stick to, and don't run around casually, otherwise you will be dealt with by military law. !"

The adjutant immediately went to execute the order.

Max saw a row of soldiers sitting against the outer wall. Their weapons and even their helmets were on the ground at hand. At first glance, their hair was almost all gray. They were talking to each other with a relaxed expression, as if they didn't know at all. Combat is coming...

These are Roman citizens over the age of 50. Although their strength has subsided due to their old age, their muscles and bones are no longer strong, but almost all of them have experienced battles. Therefore, compared with those young soldiers who have not experienced battles, Marcus trusts these real veterans more, which is also his helplessness, because in his team, apart from the old and young, there are only some civilians and slaves left. In his heart, those who almost made a big mess yesterday The crowd did not deserve his full trust.

Magus held the battlements with both hands and looked into the distance.

Dionia's siege army had advanced as far as he could see: Dionia's siege army was divided into groups of a dozen heavy infantry, with a long and wide plank over their heads, arranged in lines. One by one, the columns were loose, and the distance between the columns was widened, and they approached the city wall in a leisurely manner.

"Blow the bugle and get the soldiers ready for battle!" Magus ordered.

The bugle blew soon, and the Roman soldiers, under the command of the squadron leader, quickly put on their armor, took up their weapons, and took a defensive position, watching the approaching enemy below the city, ready to attack; the older citizens served as assistants Soldiers, bring bundles of javelins, arrows, jars of tar, and even stones and wood, and put them on the designated aisle...

The Dionian soldiers at the forefront were less than 150 meters away from the city wall, which was already within the range of the archers at the city head. Marcus did not order an attack, but there were still sparse arrows shooting out of the city. .