Chapter 185 The Choice of Roman Soldiers

This made many civilian soldiers who had followed Rome firmly, and the confrontation and suspicion between the Roman nobles and civilians in the camp became deeper and deeper. Mckelius and the others, who initially stood firm, have also begun to waver, but the continuous The battle made it too late for them to calm down and think about the future.

This morning, the unwilling Roman generals sent several squadrons to search the city of Ostia, hoping to find something.

Mckelius' squadron was assigned to the port.

McKellius has been to the port of Ostia many times before. The sight of the port sea being crowded with ships and the wharf is no longer there. Those row upon row of houses and warehouses have now turned into piles of piles. The burning ruins, the black smoke everywhere is crying about the tragic experience this port suffered last night...

Seeing all this, McKellius' heart was full of desolation, and he couldn't help but think of Rome, think of Wei Ai, think of himself...

"Captain, the dictator told us that as long as we can retake Ostia, we can force the Dionians to negotiate with us, so as to regain the city of Rome... Now that we have recaptured Ostia, really Talk to the Dionysians?" A Wei AI soldier beside him asked suspiciously.

To his doubts, McKellius could not answer: The soldiers are not fools. The two sides have been fighting fiercely these days, and there have been many casualties. According to the Romans' habit of war in the past, after grasping the advantage, they will completely conquer the opponent and let him never again. Without the ability to fight against Rome, could the equally powerful kingdom of Dionia easily let Rome go?

"What does it have to do with us if the Dionysians can stop the war? I've had enough of this endless battle. While Jupiter is still protecting me, I want to leave here and go back to Weiai!" A soldier said loudly.

McKellius glanced at him and said, "As long as the Dionians still occupy Rome, there is danger in Viais not far from Rome. We are fighting here for our own sake, look here—" McKellius pointed to the ruined port of Ostia, and said worriedly: "We can't let Wei Ai become like this!"

As soon as McKellius' words came out, everyone suddenly stopped talking, all looked up to the northeast, their faces full of worry.

After a long while, the soldier who spoke before said softly: "Why don't... join Dionia, it can not only preserve Wei Ai, but also increase our wealth..."

The other soldiers still didn't speak, not even McKellius scolded him. Everyone looked at each other with a strange expression.

At this time, someone in front shouted loudly: "Look! A boat is coming!"

After entering the city of Ostia in the morning,

What the soldiers saw was nothing but ruins, so many soldiers rushed to the breakwater of the port curiously.

I saw a sailboat approaching from the north coast from a distance, turned into the mouth of the Tiber River, first approached the north bank, and seemed to see many Roman soldiers in the port, then turned around and headed straight for the port.

"Is it an Etruscan ship?" Many soldiers guessed like this. The mouth of the Tiber River is more than 200 meters wide. In addition, there is mist on the river in the early morning, so it is difficult to see clearly. Of course, they also hope that this is the case in their hearts.

Until they saw the pattern of "black hair wrapped around double forks" drawn on the canvas, the soldiers suddenly became agitated and took up their weapons one after another.

The sailboat stopped and slammed when it was more than 30 meters away from the breakwater, and several people on the boat shouted loudly in Latin.

The team led by McKellius failed to squeeze the breakwater, so they couldn't hear what the people on the boat were shouting, but they soon saw a commotion from the soldiers ahead, and then the roar went straight to the eardrum: " It can't be! They're lying, it's impossible for Kessreira to be taken by the Dionysians too!"

"You're right, the city of Casereira is built on a mountain, and it is difficult to capture! And the main force of Dionia is concentrated here to fight against us, how could there be enough troops to attack Casey? Leila, this must be a lie!"

"Such a large city of Rome was captured by the Dionians in one day! This has already demonstrated the terrifying ability of the Dionians to siege the city. Is Casslera more difficult to capture than Rome?! Not to mention you You see, this ship is coming from the north!"

"So what! The cunning Dionians may well have made the ship go around in a deliberate circle to deceive us!"

"Hey, you patronized Kathrera, didn't you hear from the people on the boat that Wei Ai was captured by them too! It took us ten years to win Wei Ai, how could the Dionysian people take it in such a short period of time? Take it, so I say the Dionians are deceiving us!"

"If Kessrella and Vie are lost, our Sutrium is in danger! No matter what, I must go back and see right away!"

"I'll go back with you!"

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In these few days of siege warfare, the Roman army suffered a lot of casualties. Taking the opportunity of reorganizing the army, Camillous mixed the citizens from the colony with the citizens of the Roman city in order to command the battle more smoothly. Therefore, a Roman squadrons often consisted of Roman citizens from multiple places.

Mckelius's team were all citizens from Wei'ai, and their faces changed when they heard these words.

"What about the captain?!" The soldiers looked at McKellius in panic.

McKellius was equally distraught. Although he also felt that it might be the Dionians who were deceiving them, he couldn't say "leave them alone, stay and fight." The scene of his wife and children saying goodbye at home when he was on the expedition repeatedly reappeared in the book, and finally he turned his heart and said, "Let's go too! We immediately return to the camp, pick up our packages, leave the army, and rush back to Victoria from the upper reaches of the Tiber River. Love!"

"What if... what if Dimensional Love is really occupied by the Dionysians?!" The soldiers asked with trembling voices.

"That's like... just surrender to the Dionians..." Mckelius squeezed the words out of his mouth in pain.

None of the soldiers objected, but instead the expressions on their faces relaxed.

Not only Mckelius' squad, but several squadrons of soldiers were clamoring to rush back to the camp immediately. No matter how the squadron leader from the city of Rome persuaded or threatened them, they couldn't stop them.

The previous sailboat had already sailed to the north bank, but it did not moor on the opposite bank, because there were too many tidal flats at the estuary, but moved forward again and slid for a while before landing. Dozens of trackers disembarked from the boats, roped the sailboats, rowed by the sailors, and pulled the boats up the Tiber.

Before long, one after another, ships came from the north, turned into the mouth of the Tiber River, and sailed along the north bank to the city of Rome in the east.

The Roman soldiers who were still in the port saw this scene, and finally no longer doubted what the Dionians had said before, and ran out of Ostia city and back to the camp, and this time the camp was already boiling...

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Knowing that his father had woken up from the doctor's mouth, Lucius immediately opened the tent and walked inside.

Camelus lay on the couch with his eyes open, staring straight at the top of the tent, wondering what he was thinking.

Lucius walked to the couch lightly, and asked softly with concern, "Father, are you feeling better?!"

"Cough... I'm fine." Camelus replied weakly, his voice hoarse, and then he asked, "Now... how is the situation in the camp?"

"Well... no... nothing major, the order in the camp is relatively stable." Lucius said perfunctorily.

Camelus turned his head, although his face was pale, his eyes were still full of energy: "You are my son, can you hide your words from me... I am lying here... I can hear the noise from outside. , It can be seen... It can be seen that something big has happened... Tell me everything, I can stand it. "

"Father, the doctor said that you should pay more attention so that your body can recover! Titus, Quintus, and Aulus are in charge of the army for the time being. Don't worry too much!" Lucius said softly. soothed.

"I am the dictator of Rome! As long as I am alive... I must be... responsible for all the citizens of Rome! When I die... I will have time to rest... Cough..." Camillous slapped his hands Lying on the couch, he spoke anxiously and loudly.

Seeing him coughing repeatedly, Lucius said hurriedly: "Don't worry! Don't worry! Take a breath and let me tell you slowly... This morning, we sent a few Roman squadrons to search for the burned Austi The city of Ya, but the soldiers believed the rumors spread by the Dionian ships, saying that both Kesrela and Viai were occupied by the Dionians--"

"Casreira and Wei'ai City were captured?!" Camelus' eyes widened in astonishment.

"I said it was just a rumor! The city walls of Kesreira and Viai are strong, the terrain is dangerous, and the main force of Dionia is fighting against us again. How could it be possible to capture these two city-states in such a short period of time!" Wu Si said anxiously at the moment: "But those stupid soldiers believed it, and the rumor spread throughout the military camp, and the result was not only Wei Ai, but also the colonial cities on the north bank of the Tiber River such as Survotem and Xhosa. The soldiers also fled the camp one after another, and even the troops of the Etruscan allies asked to leave! Titus, Aulus and the others have urgently led the army to stop..."

Camelus never imagined that the situation would become so bad when he woke up. In his anxiety, not only could he not think of a good solution, but he had a splitting headache. He propped up the couch with his hands and tried to get up, but he couldn't exert any strength.

"Quick!...Quickly call the soldiers to carry me out...Go out...I'll persuade them!" He was anxious to speak loudly, but his voice was very weak.