"Are you sure this is possible, Apis? These five hundred fat pigs are enough for our soldiers to be fed for three days, and they are sent into the tunnels at one time, and if they do not achieve the intended effect when burned, it will be a waste, and our food will not be enough. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The siege of Aletine lasted for a week, and all the traditional siege methods were used, but the walls of the city could not be shaken. For this reason, Appis pondered for three days and three nights before he remembered this seemingly unreliable siege method. For this reason, the generals can be described as confused, but Apis excludes the public opinion at the military meeting.

"You're worried, but we've got to give it a try. All of you here are officers of the Legion Centurion rank and above, and you should all know that the most important thing you need to attack a city with fire is fuel. And I don't have that much fuel on hand now, the asphalt has run out, and there is not enough sulfur and oil refining. In front of him, this city is so strong that it is impossible to conquer without some unconventional means. Of all the livestock, fat pigs are undoubtedly the best fuel. Doing so would reduce what little food we already had, but what was the point of having this little food reserve if we didn't take the city? It's going to be consumed after all, but it's just a few more days. ”

With that, Appis ignored the silence of the audience and announced that he would begin to carry out this tactical plan tonight.

In the darkness of the night, thousands of Roman legionary infantry and slaves, armed with shovels and various digging tools, sweated in the night to dig up the siege tunnel that led to the beneath the walls of Aletion.

At dawn the next day, in order to cover the excavation of the tunnels, thousands of legionnaires continued to attack the walls of Aletion. The symbolic siege continued to rain stone bullets and crossbows above the towers, consuming the soldiers defending the city. By the time the excavation was discovered, it was already the evening of the third day, and by this time, the slaves and soldiers who were digging the tunnels had hollowed out the earth and stones under the walls of Aletion, and supported the tall and sturdy tiles of the walls with rows of thick wooden piles. It's like thousands of ants gnawing on this strong embankment, making the defenders of the city panic.

In the evening of the same day, Titus Maurice, the mayor and defender of Aletthene, asked the soldiers of the city to dig tunnels from the city, trying to break through the tunnels dug by Appis's army, killing the diggers in the tunnels and protecting the foundations of the city walls.

However, excavating tunnels is not only a technical job, but also a manual work, and the project cannot be completed overnight without sufficient manpower and time. That night, Appis' army of fat pigs was driven into the narrow siege tunnels. The sergeants of the Seventh Legion bent their bodies with dazzling torches and burrowed into the dark and narrow tunnel.

After several slaves herded a large number of pigs into a confined space, they ignited the black fuel in the tunnels. Then, the door to the tunnel was slammed shut.

Inside, the frantic screams of the pigs sounded......

The soldiers defending the city did not know what was going on, and they looked at the endless night in horror, and the ground seemed to tremble under their feet. Underground, hundreds of fat domestic pigs are frantically scurrying around in order to avoid the flames, but the fat and fat on their bodies have become good ignition materials. Gradually, the heat ignited the underground wooden stakes that supported the city of Arettion. Then, dozens of thick wooden piles supporting the weight of the city wall were burned, and the siege tunnels began to collapse, countless earth and stones fell down, and the solid ground sank as if pulled by the demon's big hand. And the terrain at the base of the entire city wall has also changed drastically.

Finally, in a terrifying tremor, the walls of Aletine collapsed.

And when it came to death, the Roman soldiers defending the city did not know what was going on, and they felt that the opponent opposite was no longer an ordinary Roman general, but a devil, a devil who knew witchcraft!

After the city wall collapsed, the originally quiet and boundless suburbs of Aletine suddenly shouted and killed, and the entire forest suddenly became bright. Countless torches swayed and poured out of the forest. It was an ambush that Appis had prepared long ago. It was expected that the foundations of the wall could be destroyed tonight, and all the elite legionary infantry of the Seventh and Eighth Legions were on standby. What awaits is the moment when the city breaks.

Now, countless Roman soldiers with torches poured into the breaches of the city. The defenders were terrified.

Titus and the city's inhabitants woke up in their sleep, but by the time the defenders rushed out of the house with their swords drawn, countless Roman soldiers had already poured into the city and engaged in fierce street battles with the militia.

"Don't burn down houses! Don't loot civilians! We are the liberators of Rome, not robbers, not bandits! ”

Appis rode on his tall warhorse and shouted loudly. Fearing that the northern soldiers would be dishonest when they entered the city, Appist intended to send the Overseers to each of the hundred-man detachments to oversee the implementation of this rule. He also told each centurion that the share of the spoils of war after the war would be increased by 30% per person, but each centurion must take care of his men, especially those new recruits, who are as poor as a hungry wolf seeing a fat sheep, and must stop the mob from killing innocents.

Many of the defenders of Aletion rushed into the streets and fought against the Northern Legion. In the streets of Aletthene, blood was in the sky, javelins and spears were flying, horses were neighing, cavalry were shouting, and the sound of Roman daggers and shields clashing was endless.

Blood flowed and stained the streets into the city, and in the light of the fire, faces were full of fear. The veterans of the Northern Legion were in groups of three or five, and they entered the street battle in small groups, and the captain of the ten led the team to pick the throats of the guards guarding the city with their short swords, and the hot blood spurted out, staining the iron short sword red. Then, the dead guards fell weakly, and the Roman soldiers who followed behind them stepped on the corpses of the defenders without expression.

Then, Appis and a group of legionary veterans saw a mob in the city of Aletion not far away, taking advantage of the chaos of the night, and began to smash and loot houses...... Because the city has fallen, there is almost no security in the city, and outside the city, there are poor and crazy mobs, and inside the city, there are also people. These ruffians and poor people, who were originally at the bottom of the city, are now taking advantage of the lack of security in the city to smash and loot and burn. Appis lamented that his siege corps did not cause chaos in the city, but it was the people in the city who made the city chaotic first......

Octavian's city councillor, Titus, seeing that the city had fallen, turned the tables and was powerless, sneaked up to a stable, cloaked, cut the rope that bound the horse, and tried to escape. When the horse's owner found out, Titus, who was at his last point, threw the old man a bag of silver coins and neighed, "Don't tell anyone that you've seen me!" "Riding this mare, I ran away in disarray.