Rome must fall.

Chapter 31
  A group of people, led by Maximus, squeezed in and out of the crowd with worries about gains and losses. They first carefully inspected the cliff on the east side, and then checked the bundles of ropes that Maximus had brought up the mountain in a carriage. Then I personally tried the old grape vines that the women in the baggage team were rubbing...

The worries on the faces of the leaders finally disappeared and their confidence was restored.

Spartacus gave Maximus a strong hug directly: "Maximus, thank you! You saved us all!"

Hamilka stepped forward and punched Maximus in the chest: "Well done, boy!"

Altonix smiled at him.

Enomui scratched his head in embarrassment.

Cross coughed twice: "The idea that Maximus came up with is indeed good, but whether it can really be implemented, we have to try it to know. But even if it can be implemented, not everyone has the courage and ability to start from this." Climbing down the mountain, the injured brothers can't do it, let alone the people in the baggage team!"

The leaders were stunned after hearing this, and their expressions became solemn again.

Maximus couldn't help but speak again, and Spartacus said in a deep voice: "Don't worry about them, we can secretly go down the mountain and raid the Romans through this method! The Romans must have understood the terrain in advance, that's why they If you build a camp at the foot of the mountain and think you can trap us in the mountain, you will definitely be unprepared——"

Cross's eyes lit up, and he excitedly interjected: "Spartacus is right, just do it! Let the brothers rest for a day first, recover their spirits, and then quietly climb down the mountain tomorrow night. The Romans will definitely They are sleeping, and when the time comes we launch a surprise attack, we will definitely defeat them!"

"Not tomorrow night, but going down the mountain to conduct a raid tonight!" Spartacus said with emphasis.

"A raid tonight?! Isn't it too hasty?!" Hamilcar was surprised.

"The Romans just fought a battle with us, but they didn't rest. Auxiliary soldiers were building camps, legionnaires were lining up on guard, and cavalry were wandering around..." Spartacus pointed down the mountain and analyzed seriously: " Look! Their manpower is concentrated here. I'm afraid they want to dig trenches, build earthen walls, and lay traps under this hillside before night falls, so as to completely block our way down the mountain. Then They will not have enough time and manpower to build barriers in other directions of the camp. Moreover, after they have fought for a day, they will definitely sleep soundly at night. The patrols and vigilance of the camp will be relaxed, and we can break into their camp more easily.

But if we wait until tomorrow night... This Roman army only stayed at the olive oil farm for one night and built a camp yesterday. It can be seen that their commander is more cautious and will definitely ask his soldiers to repair the defense of the entire camp tomorrow. , then if we want to make a surprise attack, it will add more difficulties..."

Everyone was convinced by him, but Altonix reminded: "Spartacus, your decision is undoubtedly correct, but after the brothers suffered defeat, most of them lost the desire to fight, and I am afraid they dare not follow us anymore. Climb down the mountain and surprise the Romans at great risk.”

"Leave this to me." Spartacus responded without hesitation, and then strode towards the center of the land.

"Brothers, the failure of this battle with the Romans was all my fault!" Spartacus spoke so shockingly that many soldiers raised their heads in confusion. "I am afraid of the Romans, so I always want to gain more advantages before the war begins, thinking that this is the only way to win. Therefore, I wait for the Romans to attack first, instead of leading you to initiate the attack, but I obviously Forgetting that the Romans had extremely amazing wealth and the Romans had extremely sophisticated equipment, the longer we wait, the more advantages the Romans can gather, and the less likely we are to defeat them!”

Spartacus's voice was loud and his words were sincere, attracting the attention of almost everyone on the ground.

"So compared with the Roman army, are we poor people any better than the Romans?!" Spartacus asked loudly, and then his voice deepened: "I once lived near the Uk Star Sea. A Thracian tribe, with a wife, children, and a happy and peaceful life... But the Romans came and forced people from our tribe to serve as auxiliaries. I was forced to follow the Roman army to Asia Minor...

Little did I know that not long after, another Roman army came near my hometown. When they were forcibly collecting food from various Thracian tribes, two Roman soldiers tried to insult... a woman from my tribe was beaten to death by the angry tribesmen, so This angered the Romans, who killed all the people in our tribe and burned the entire stockade to scare other Thracian tribes. My wife and children died..." Spartacus's voice trembled, his eyes With tears in my eyes.

Everyone listened carefully and looked solemn.

"Although compatriots from other Thracian tribes rushed to Asia Minor and quietly told us who were still fighting for the Romans this amazing news, we failed to escape the pursuit of the Romans and eventually became their slaves and were Forced to fight in the arena to please those hateful Romans...

Brothers, you should be like me. You once had a free life, but for various reasons you became slaves of the Romans. You endured their whippings day and night, and worked tirelessly for them like cattle and sheep!
  The reason why you joined our team is because you no longer want to be slaves, and you want to live a free life again. For this reason, you are not afraid of facing the powerful Roman army, because you have experienced hellish suffering, and you are not afraid of death. ! "

Spartacus's voice became louder: "The Romans were very powerful, but the more wealth they had, the more they feared death. This is where we beat them, because only those who are not afraid of death are true. Warriors, they can create great miracles!
  We failed in the previous battle, but this made the Romans look down on us even more. They built a camp at the foot of the mountain, thinking that we would stay on the mountain and starve to death like docile cattle and sheep, but they would never have thought that tonight , we will climb down the cliff like agile apes, and attack the unsuspecting Roman camp like ferocious mountain eagles, completely defeating them! My brothers, will you join me in this raid? ! "

The soldiers were invigorated by what he said, but at the same time they also felt a little confused. Someone asked loudly: "Chief Spartacus, except for the Romans guarding the bottom of this mountain, this mountain is difficult to climb. There’s no way we can climb down the cliff!”

"Archidas, I remember that you were a slave who herded cattle and sheep for the Romans in a nearby farm. You are very familiar with the terrain here. Indeed, you are right. There is no other way down this mountain except this way. But -" Spartacus took a sharp breath and said impassionedly: "As long as we are not afraid of death, we can create miracles! I will be the first to climb down the mountain. If you see me reach the ground safely, , will you follow me?!"

Spartacus looked around at everyone and shouted louder: "Will you follow me?! With the hatred in your hearts, follow me to raid the Roman camp, but stab those high-ranking Romans to the ground and let them Know that we are by no means lowly cattle and sheep, but heroes who can create miracles, and are the gods of death who can make them kneel down in fear and beg for mercy! Are you willing to follow me?!"

"Yes!...Yes!!...Yes!!!...The soldiers were finally excited by what he said, shouting one after another, and the previous silent and low atmosphere was swept away.

sharp! ...Maximus looked at Spartacus standing in the center of the crowd, his eyes could not help but shine, and he was greatly shocked. He somewhat understood why Spartacus had always been the commander of the rebel army in history. His subordinates The soldiers have always followed him to the death and never betrayed him.

Such a person with leadership courage deserves to learn from him! ...Maximus sighed secretly.

(End of this chapter)