"For Appis!"

Crane let out a loud roar, and then the Numidian infantry in front of him rushed towards him with a roar of excitement. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The heavy infantry of the Seventh Legion at the entrance of the alley fell to one knee and held their shields diagonally, forming a tight shield wall, ready to meet the enemy's frantic charge.

The next moment, dense javelin spears flew head-on and struck the large shields of the legionary infantry, making a tinkling and tinkling sound. Most of the javelins were bounced back, but a small number of javelins and spears were nailed to the large shields of the legionnaires.

Then, the Numidian desert infantry flocked like ants to the meagre Roman legionnaire at the mouth of the lane.

"Steady!"

Crane shouted, and stabbed a sword at the Numidian infantry in front of him, piercing the soldier's abdomen with a large bloody hole, and then quickly pulled it out, only to hear a heart-rending cry from the opposite side, and the blood of the Numidian soldier instantly stained the centurion's shield red.

The battle unfolded in the streets and alleys, and in the flames, the faces of the heavy infantry of the Seventh Army were stained with sweat and blood. The battle continued amid the screams of the enemy. Crassus snatched the dead soldier's tomahawk and stabbed the enemy soldier in front of him with his swing, and then the sharp tomahawk brutally slashed down, splitting the fallen Roman soldier in half. Blood poured out of the shattered bodies of the enemy, wetting little Crassus' ankles.

"Damn it! There are so many wild dogs in this herd, has Apis retreated to the Grand Theater? ”

On the blood-spattered battlefield, Crane asked with a loud shout.

"The Commander seems to have retreated to the Grand Theater."

His soldiers replied loudly. Immediately, a javelin flew into the air, almost killing him. was intercepted by the veteran with a large shield.

In the crowded alleys, Crassus the Younger and the others pushed the shelves and stalls of the vendors to them, then poured fuel on them, and set the debris on fire, preventing Agrippa's pursuers from approaching and passing through the alleys.

Under the thick flames, the two sides could only throw each other with javelin spears. Blood poured out and filled the streets of Dustys. The townspeople hid in terror in their houses, while the Numidian soldiers plundered freely, except that they could not kill the Roman citizens, and their agreement with Agrippa was to loot all the wealth of the city. Because the city took refuge in Appis.

In the night, in the firelight, the cries of women, children and children were everywhere, and men were tied up and watched as their belongings were plundered. There were even women who were subjected to the *** of Numidian blacks and Roman GIs. Overnight, the city of Tisdos became a hellish cavern.

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"Belize, you take fifty men and climb up to the top of the theater, set up the scorpion cannons, and pile up the debris that can be thrown in the upper stands; Sariopaius, with three hundred men, block the passages of the theater, find some wooden or stone blocks that can seal the gates, and when all our men have entered, seal off the theater so that not a single enemy can enter. Titus, you do the rest, you take the rest of the people, and remove all the decorations or useless buildings in the theater that can be removed, and the defense needs supplies, and what we lack most now is supplies. ”

While Klein and Crassus Jr. were leading their elite legion veterans to fight bloodily on the front lines, Appis had successfully entered the theater and commanded the Praetorian Guard to set up the defensive line in preparation for the upcoming battle.

The Roman Theatre is a semi-circular stand, with a large stage in the center, a place for the actors to perform or sing during the performance, and the grandstand is layered up, with a total of six floors, slightly higher than the height of the city wall, and there are guardrails around the perimeter of the grandstand to prevent the audience from accidentally falling over. The entire theater is made of solid stone, and the stage opposite the semi-circular grandstand is almost a straight high wall. Once the entrances to the theater are sealed, it is almost a castle. However, this is also a short-term measure, and after a long time, food and materials will inevitably be scarce.

Crassus Jr. and Klein then retreated to the edge of the theater, apparently the soldiers were not enough to be wounded, and the remaining legionnaires of the Seventh Legion fought and retreated, their bodies covered in blood, and everyone crowded outside the door of the theater. The Janissaries began throwing spears and javelins at the crowding enemy on the top floor of the theater.

Sporadic heavy javelins whistled down with a slicing sound that pierced the sky, piercing the bodies of several Numidian infantrymen, causing a small wave of panic. The crowd found that Appis' most elite troops had taken over the Grand Theater, and it seemed that it would not happen overnight to break through the Grand Theater.

"Damn it! There are too many of these beasts, close the gates! Close the door! ”

Crane slashed the arms of the Numidian infantry in front of him with a sword, and then shouted for the Praetorian Guard to close the door, although he was once one of them, but now the war is so real and cruel, if you don't kill them, they will kill you.

For a moment, Klein really hoped that the Numidians, who had not been involved in the war, would not get involved in the battle again, and that they were merely victims of the Roman infighting. But a few people understood this truth, and when they saw money, their brains were hot, and they chased it frantically, even if they lost their lives. But a group of people who can't even guarantee food and clothing, what do you want them to cherish their lives? Klein sighed bitterly. Then, the gate was slammed shut, and outside the wooden door, the messy sound of African soldiers banging on the gate with their axes rang out.

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"Brother, are you hurt?"

After entering the Grand Theater, Apis asked Klein with concern. He was even wearing sackcloth, and he didn't have time to change his armor.

"A small injury is not enough to kill me."

Crane replied gasping. His face was stained with blood, and sweat mixed with blood was dripping down his cheeks.

"No minor injury should be taken lightly. Summer is coming soon, and the wound is prone to festering, so don't drink alcohol during the recovery period. ”

Appis said a few words of concern. He continued to direct the mobilization of the scene, transporting the wounded to the inner room, the actor's backstage and dressing room, which became a temporary hospital and residence. Of course, there were not so many rooms to live in, and the unwounded soldiers had to go outside and rest on the spot in the theater stands.

Then, Klein saw a dozen soldiers and slaves in the corner of the theater, sweating and digging a deep pit. It was Apis's order, and if the theater had no water source, and if it was trapped, the soldiers would not have enough water to carry with them for three days, so Apis had to find the water quickly, so he ordered the soldiers to hurry up at night and dig on the spot without destroying the foundation, to see if they could dig out the well. If not, these deep pits are used as manure pits, and the Grand Theatre has limited space and must properly dispose of the excrement, otherwise it is easy to cause infectious diseases and hygiene must be taken seriously......