"Damn it, pour the asphalt and tar down! Don't let them break through the gates! ”

Raghuris stood atop the city walls, anxiously ordered. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 At this moment, Octavian's hoplites were huddled at the gates, slamming the crumbling gates of Marseille with hammers wrapped in iron. Dust and sawdust continued to fall from above the city gates, and inside the city gates, hundreds of soldiers of the city patrol urgently reinforced the city gates with wooden bars, piled up stones and debris behind the city gates, and then everyone was on standby, lined up in a dense phalanx of spears, waiting for the city to be breached to the death against the Roman army outside the city.

"Fall, fall, quick!"

Immediately, under the field orders of Raghuris, more than a dozen soldiers of the security squad threw clay pots and clay vases filled with tar and asphalt at the Octavian heavy infantry who were besieging the city.

At the same time, Celtic archers and Roman soldiers on the towers threw their lit arrows and spears into the dense crowd. In an instant, the flames soared into the sky, and screams erupted.

Asphalt and all kinds of grease and fuel were ignited by the heat, and the city tower was suddenly in flames, and the tongue of fire spread like demonic tentacles to every corner of the battlefield. Burned the heavy infantry of the Parthian legion that was besieging the city. Even the huge siege engines were set on fire, and the blazing flames made it almost impossible to get close.

Beneath the city walls, the screams of countless Roman soldiers could be heard, and the smell of burnt flesh wafted through the air.

On the tower of the city, the sound of the guards guarding the city cheered and cheered. However, the offensive of the Parthian legions did not diminish as a result. The assault below the gates retreated, but the two massive siege towers were approaching the edge of the towers, and the tall siege towers clung to the solid walls of Marseille. The small scorpion cannons above the siege towers constantly threw large arrows and stone projectiles at the Marseille defenders on the city walls.

Under heavy artillery bombardment, the defenders of Laguris on the city walls suffered heavy losses. The high-speed stone projectiles pierced through the wooden shields and smashed the Roman infantry hiding behind the shields, while the Gallic infantry, who were not even equipped with shields, were directly smashed in the head. Lagoris saw a Celtic warrior skulled off by a cannon shot from the ballista above the siege tower, sending a mist of blood in the air. The smell of blood in the air grew stronger.

"Hold your ground!"

In desperation, Lagulis shouted. He remembered the days when he fought side by side with Abyss in Gaul, in Germania, without whom he would not be in the position he is today. At this time, only with blood and glory can we keep our promises and loyalty.

Dozens of City Patrol guards drew their short swords or clenched their spears, keeping an eye in the direction of the siege tower's ladder. Immediately afterward, from the tall siege towers, countless heavily armed Roman hoplites poured out. The first legionary heavy infantry to storm the walls was immediately impaled through the body by four or five spears, the heads of which came out of their backs, with broken entrails and dripping with blood. Immediately afterwards, more legionary heavy infantry rushed down from the ladder and fought fiercely at the head of Marseille.

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"Marseille was besieged by Octavian's three legions and was in critical condition......"

When Marseille's urgent message reached Spain, Abyss was commanding the legions to attack Kalman. Moreover, the navy besieging Kalman was about to be formed. However, the sudden bad news made Abyss no longer have the heart to attack the city. It all came so suddenly, and Octavian was a man of great talent, and the young heir had been preparing for the other two giants since the day he captured the legion. He personally commanded, laid a net, and waited for him to jump into this trap. Abyss finally understood at this moment that the information that Cicero had sent was actually fake, forged by Octavian. The aim was to keep themselves in Spain so that the Parthian legions could quickly conquer Marseille.

What made Abyss even more anxious was that his wife, Tertila, was still in the city. According to Laguris's letter, Tertila did not leave the city before Octavian's army arrived, which means that if the city is broken, Tertila may encounter accidents.

Without Tertila, he would be his own today, not to mention that his daughter Nevia is also in that mansion.

"Groove Nima!"

In desperation, Abyss angrily scolded Octavian in the standard Chinese-Chinese language. The Legion officers present looked at their commander with a blank expression. But what is certain is that his commander has rarely been so angry, and this time, he must have encountered a major incident.

"Abyss?"

Maximus asked anxiously.

"Marseille was besieged, and three legions, including the one Caesar had left behind to prepare for the expedition to Parthia. Now, it's all in Marseille. We must go back, back to Gaul, to repel Octavian's army. ”

Abyss gritted his teeth and replied bitterly.

"There weren't many defenders in Marseille at all. And your wife, Tertila......"

Maximus did not continue, he knew that at the moment, his commander's heart was undoubtedly in severe pain. This defeat was not only a military defeat, but also a complete political failure, and from then on, Abyss had no more eyes in Rome and in Italy. Again own people. It was time for Octavian to cast the net.

"Tertira, I'll go back and save her!"

Abyss said bitterly. In his darkest moments, Abyss didn't even dare to imagine what would happen to him if he lost Tertilla...... For many days and nights, this woman has been by her side, and those feelings have been precipitating and accumulating, as if Tertila is not only his wife, but also his relatives. Those gentle murmurs on the pillow have become the most painful memories at this moment.

"So, are we going to withdraw today?"

Maxim asked anxiously.

"Yes, but we must not let the enemy find out that we are retreating, otherwise, Agrippa will take the opportunity to chase it out, and the morale of the legion will surely collapse. Let the Seventh Legion leave a group of men and horses and march to Kalman City day and night. Make it look like you're ready to attack the city at any time. In addition, from time to time, catapults threw some artillery stones into the city to hide the truth about the retreat of our large army. ”

After the painful thoughts, Abyss struggled to shake himself out of his grief and frustration. To Maximus continued. Arrange for the gradual withdrawal of the army.

"What about the Navy? Evacuate with us too? ”

Maxim asked, keeping a clear head.

"Yes, while Agrippa doesn't know that we have built a fleet, let the fleet withdraw with the large force, go to Marseille as quickly as possible, and lift the naval blockade of Marseille by Octavian's navy."

Abys's face was heavy.