Rome must fall.

Chapter 61 The supply camp recruits new soldiers

The Roman army did not take advantage of the situation to counterattack, because Cassinius, who was standing on a large stone, could clearly see other enemy troops waiting in formation behind him, so he cautiously continued to maintain the defensive array.

The soldiers of the Third Brigade passed through the gaps intentionally left by other brigades and retreated to the rear, followed by the First Brigade to greet them...

The rebel army used wheel tactics and fought with the Roman army until evening. The Roman soldiers who were hungry, tired, thirsty and desperate were finally defeated.

In fact, when Cassinius saw nearly 10,000 rebel soldiers appearing, half of whom were fully armed and able to obey the bugle call, he knew that he was setting himself up for death by standing against the water. However, the identity of the military camp commander made it difficult for him to do so. He could not lead his troops to escape from the battlefield, and it would be an honor to be able to fight to the death.

Seeing the enemy break through the array and kill the panicked soldiers, Cassinius sighed: "Damn Senate, you are in big trouble now!"

He pulled out his dagger and pulled hard on his neck, blood spurted out...

The rebel army led by Spartacus marched long distances and fought two battles a day. Taking advantage of their strength, they defeated 6000 Roman legions who were divided into groups. Most of the soldiers were either annihilated or captured. Only a few escaped alive, but they themselves There were only nearly 2000 casualties and a brilliant victory was achieved.

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"What's your name?"

"Tinibazus."

"How old are you?"

"About twenty-six or seventeen years old."

"perhaps?"

"I am an orphan. I have never met my parents. I don't know my date of birth."

"Oh...are any of your relatives or family members joining us this time?"

"No."

"Where are you from? How did you become a slave?"

"I come from Pontus, I have no fixed residence, and I make a living by wandering around as a performer. There was a war between Pontus and Rome, and I was forcibly recruited into the army. As a result, the army was defeated, I was captured, and I was sold here..."

"Are you literate?"

"will not."

"Can you count?"

"will not."

"what will you do?"

"I can do acrobatics, I can do seven or eight somersaults in a row, and I can also walk on an aerial rope... Oh, by the way, I learned to farm after I arrived in Rome."

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Vorenus, who was sitting in front of the wooden table, finally stopped writing, looked up at Tinibazus, and showed a kind smile: "Latinibazus, welcome to join our supply camp!"

"The supply camp?" Tinibazus asked with some confusion: "What does it do in your team?"

"You will know later." Volenus did not answer in detail, but said slightly mysteriously: "I will only tell you that you are lucky this time, otherwise it will not be easy to come to us. You can come from here Out, next one!”

Tinibazus followed the direction of Vorenus's finger in confusion and left the military tent. Then he saw another military tent erected not far ahead. The slave in front of him was being raped by a fully armed soldier. Pulled away from the team, he struggled and shouted: "I'm okay! It's really okay!"

"The whiplash on your back has suppurated. If you delay any longer, you will have a headache and fever. Stop making trouble and follow me for treatment!" The soldier's persuasion made the slave stop struggling.

Tinybazus watched blankly as the two men walked to the other side. The soldier standing in front of the military tent couldn't help shouting: "Hey, why are you standing there stupidly? Why don't you come here quickly!"

Tinibazus immediately ran to the military tent and couldn't help but ask: "Where are they going?"

"Go to the medical team." The soldier glanced at him: "If you are injured, you will have to go soon." "I don't." Tinibazus shook his head quickly.

"It's not you who has the final say." The soldier urged: "Hurry in, don't keep them waiting!"

Tinibazus entered the military tent.

This time there were three people in the tent, one of them was wearing a linen robe and had a kind face, while the other was wearing armor and had a rough face, and the third one was a young man.

When the armored man saw him, he said dissatisfiedly: "Why did you come so slowly? Take off your lousy clothes quickly!"

"Ah, take off your clothes?!..." Tinibazus was stunned.

The armored man stared: "Hurry up!"

Tinibazus was so frightened that he quickly took off the tattered linen lining.

The man in the robe immediately came to him, looked at him carefully from front to back, occasionally reached out and pressed hard on a part of his body, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Tinibazus shook his head and subconsciously protected his body with his hands.

"The limbs are sound, the body is not mutilated, there are many scars on the body, but there are no obvious hidden injuries... Well, there is no big problem with the body." The man in the robe frowned: "It's just that the body is too dirty and needs a good bath. .”

The armored man was also looking at him carefully, and suddenly asked: "Are those scars on your chest from knife wounds?"

"Yes."

"Have you ever been a soldier?"

"He was forcibly recruited into the army in Pontus. He only served for half a year before he was defeated by the Romans and became a slave."

The armored man smiled: "Although you have only been a soldier for half a year, you have already surpassed most of the people in our team. What kind of soldier are you?"

"Phalanx pikemen."

"I haven't heard of it, but I think it must be good." The smile on the armored man's face became even stronger. He stood up and walked to Tinibazus, reached out and squeezed his arms and thighs, and said with satisfaction: " You don't look very strong, but your muscles are very strong. You will definitely be a good heavy infantryman. Marcus, take note and assign him to the 500th team and let him be the captain of the first team. long."

"Captain Torrelugo!" The young man named Marcus reminded loudly: "Chief Maximus has said in advance that the officers of the newly-built centurions will all be composed of the original three centurions. Soldiers in charge!"

"But this guy has been a soldier for half a year and has participated in real battles. He is better than many of my former soldiers. He is completely qualified to be a ten-captain." Tolerugo explained.

"That's not okay! The rules set by the leader cannot be violated!" Marcus refused without giving in.

"You stupid bastard!" Tolerugo yelled angrily: "You only know Maximus's rules! Maximus's rules! Maximus is your father, you listen to him like this If so! Can’t you be flexible?!”

Marcus scratched his head and said: "The leader said that everyone must abide by the rules, so that the whole team will become orderly. If everyone violates them, then the rules will not be effective at all." significance!"

"You're here again!" Torelugu was furious for a moment.

"You two, stop arguing." This was not the first time the man in the robe had encountered this kind of situation. He came out to smooth things over with great experience: "Captain Tolerugo, although this brother has experience as a soldier, he He just came to our supply camp and has no idea about the situation in our camp. If no one takes him, he may inadvertently violate the laws of the supply camp. How will he convince his soldiers then? I think it is better to let him go first. Wouldn't it be better if you start as an ordinary soldier and then promote him when he is completely familiar with this place and you feel that he is really capable?"

Brother Toleru thought for a while, then nodded and said: "What you said makes sense, let's do this first, little guy, assign him to the first team of the 500th Team."

Marcus did as he was told.

Tolerugo looked at the man in the robe again and said: "Horace, with your ability, it is really a waste to stay in the medical team. Why don't you come to me? You can choose the second and fifth centurions. One, how about being a centurion?"

Horace was unmoved and said with a smile: "In the medical team, I don't have to work so hard, I have a woman to accompany me, and I can learn medical skills from Minjunus. This is what I want most."

Tolerugo was rejected and did not insist anymore. He reached for a small piece of wood with a number engraved on it by Magus, then handed it to Tinybazus and said: "Take this thing and continue walking with the people in front of you. , go to the warehouse to pick up the items, and then they will take you to the first team of the 500th based on the symbols on this thing."

(End of this chapter)