"Are you sure you want to trust this brute? I think his behavior is very suspicious. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info all this is like a trap, luring us into it step by step, don't you think? Commander. ”

On the way to Cologne, Sekras repeatedly pondered what happened on the banks of the Weser River, it seemed to be a fortuitous event, but it was logical, Sekras always felt as if there was something wrong, but if it was assumed that this Germanic was a spy of the Suebi, then the Germans deliberately caused the tragedy of crossing the river, and the cost would be too great. Aren't they worried that the spy won't be able to gain Rabinus' trust? Or, is it true that this Germanic man named Arturdas was not a spy of the Suebi? Sekras couldn't be sure, but out of instinct, he reminded Rabinus.

"Yes. I thought so at first, he was too much of a trap. But do we still have a choice? The cavalry came back to report that the Germans were already on their way to Cologne, and that it would take only two more days to reach the city below, but that we could not catch up with them at the speed of the rapid march of the legions. So, I had to believe this Germanic people. At least for now, what he said is true. The Makoniman told me that this Artur was indeed not from the Suebi tribe, and that the road he had led was indeed much shorter than the great road at the foot of the mountain. ”

In the face of Sekras's doubts, Rabinus expressed his opinion. Although the old general also had deep suspicions about this Germanic guide.

After the Thirteenth Army crossed the wooded valley, an open landscape appeared in front of them. However, it was not a wilderness, nor a meadow, but a huge lake, or rather, a frozen lake. Winters in Germany are cold, and even in early winter, the temperature drops enough to freeze the lake.

"Traitor! Didn't you say there was a road ahead that led directly to the bottom of the mountain? ”

Rabinus grabbed the corner of Arturdas's coat and questioned angrily. There is no way out in front of him, could it be that this Germanic man is playing with himself? Rabinus alertly ordered the legions to halt their advance.

"General, my master, there is indeed a road, if it is summer, there is no road, but now it is winter, we can walk through the frozen lake, on the other side, at the southern foot of Gurum Mountain."

Artur replied with a shudder, his muscles trembling with fear, and Rabinus felt it. Gradually, he let go of his hands. The howling cold wind echoed in the ears of the Roman legionnaires like the roar of a giant beast in the mountains. The atmosphere was so silent that it seemed that only the conversation between Rabinus and Arturdas remained. The soldiers all stopped where they were, waiting for the commander's next order.

"Damn it! Sekras, take your men, let the slaves go first, and I'm going to make sure this lake is safe. ”

Rabinus cursed angrily, and in desperation made the impromptu decision to let the slaves and the wagons cross the lake first, and if the lake was heavy enough for the wagons to bear, it would be safe for the legions to walk through.

"You're ahead of the curve, Artur! If something happens, your head will hit the ground in no time! ”

Then Rabinus roared and ordered.

"But, the general ......"

Sekras wanted to say something.

"Needless to say, Sekras, I know what you're thinking, but do we still have a choice now? The Germans have distanced us far enough that if we turn back and march from the main road at the foot of the mountain, then Cologne and Mainz will be reduced to a scorched earth! You know what those barbarians will do to our people. ”

Rabinus waved his hand helplessly, and the current situation left him with no choice. If they did not venture across the lake, the people of Rome would suffer.

……

In this way, the five hundred slaves of the legion, led by the Germanic guide Arturdas, carefully set foot on the lake in early winter. The altitude here was higher than that of the plains, so the temperature had just reached the freezing point, and the slaves were chained together, terrified and disturbed. Then, scattered Roman soldiers stood around in full gear, so that the slaves of these legions did not dare to speak.

The white surface of the lake reflects a dazzling white glow in the sunlight, making it almost impossible to open your eyes and look at it directly. Next to this huge lake is a steep cliff with little vegetation on the cliff face, and birds fly across the sky, letting out bursts of bloody wails. On the other side of the huge lake, there is a dense mountain forest that is almost impossible to walk.

Artur dismounted, his hands chained to the hands of a centurion, and the Roman centurion behind him stared at the Germanic man with ferocious eyes, and gradually, the whole group of men and horses walked towards the depths of the lake. Labenus led 6,000 Roman legionnaires to the shore. Looking at the crowd that is fading away but still safe.

"Brothers, forward."

Then Rabinus shouted. The centurion of the Eagle Banner Brigade raised his scepter, and the entire Roman legion slowly moved towards the edge of the lake.

The entire Thirteenth Legion, trampled on the ice of early winter, the solidified water let out a groan* of pain under the heavy weight. Gradually, the entire legion, half of the soldiers, had stepped on the surface of the unstable frozen lake.

That's when the nightmare struck.

The high cliff on the side of the lake roared like an earthquake, and at the top of the cliff, the Germanic Suviet, who had been ambushed in advance, used simple levers to push the boulders off the cliff. All the Roman soldiers watched as the sporadic falling boulders from the top of the hill smashed against the fragile ice of the lake, and then, on the cold surface of the lake, there was a crisp sound of breaking ice.

"Trap! It's a trap! Get out of here at full speed! ”

The veteran Rabinus shouted nervously. But it's too late. The thin layer of ice began to crumble at a breakneck pace. The rift spread like an earthquake, and the traces of death gradually appeared under the feet of the legionnaires.

The entire lake shook like the earth was collapsing.

The horrific images threw the Roman legions into disarray.

A few minutes later, the huge surface of the lake shattered into countless tiny ice fles like a crumbling mirror. Standing on the ice, the fleeing soldiers fell miserably one by one into the icy lake water of winter. Even if the Roman soldiers were usually well trained, it was in the southern region, and the temperature was not so cold, which means that the legionary infantry had not undergone real winter training at all, and once they fell into the water, the heavy armor and cotton wool undoubtedly made it impossible for the Roman soldiers to escape.

"Traitor! Kill him! ”

Rabinus shouted angrily. The Germanic spy who ordered the centurion to kill that bastard with a single sword. Yes, it was only then that Labinus confirmed that this Arturdas was the Germanic spy who had infiltrated the Legion. But it was too late, and the current legion was undoubtedly destroyed.

And Arturdas, who stretched out his hand, glanced at the centurion who was drawing his sword, reacted quickly, and jumped directly into the icy lake! The chain in the centurion's hand could barely be grasped, and he was dragged frantically......