"****, Poseidon, if you have the ability, you can give Lao Tzu a bigger storm, Lao Tzu is not happy enough!"

The Roman fleet of the 10th and 11th Legions, which sailed from the Tiber River, was about to reach the Spanish coast when it was attacked by a violent storm, and Klein sat in the cabin and cursed the owner of the storm, the Roman god of the sea, Poseidon. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Appis was speechless, even if he didn't believe in any sea gods, but this thing shouldn't insult his gods so rudely, right? Anyway, he is also your god and your faith, but at this moment, this rude and arrogant legion recruit ignored the surprised gazes of the soldiers around him, and scolded the sea god Poseidon. The scene was very embarrassing to Appis.

"Klein, it's okay. You shut up! ”

As soon as Appis finished shouting, a huge wave hit, and the entire transport ship suddenly turned over badly, and the legionary infantry sitting opposite vomited wildly, and by the way, the whole person fell over. A large amount of sea water suddenly poured into the cabin. The soldiers' feet were covered in wet water stains.

Just as everyone was looking at them in horror, the next second, another huge wave roared and rolled over, knocking the ship down in the other direction, and the legionnaires in the cabin were like puppets being played, rolling over with the waves. Crane held the plank in the cabin with one hand, and the next second, he fell to the other end because he was unsteady on his feet. In the midst of such absolute raging winds, the oarsmen below were helpless, and a third of their cabins were already soaked in seawater, but fortunately Appis had designed the water trap for the Roman legionnaires, otherwise two-thirds of the ships would have been sunk in the storm in the present situation.

However, the waves, the hurricanes still exceeded the limits of these Roman ships, and as the waves rolled and struck. More than a dozen Roman warships rolled badly one after another and were swept into the terrifying waves. On the vast sea, the ship's rollover was accompanied by the shouts of the soldiers, and it was instantly drowned in the storm and waves of the Mediterranean.

It wasn't until dawn that the storm stopped, but most of the ships had been shattered by the storm. Powdered planks, sawdust floated on the sea, and a small number of Roman soldiers floated like swollen walking corpses, the blood had faded, and the whole sea showed a terrifying and hideous face.

Appis was washed ashore during the night and did not come to his senses until dawn. However, when he dragged his tired body to get up, the whole beach was already a mess, and only ten of the more than eighty transport ships had docked at the coast before they made it to the sea, and most of the ships had been drowned in the vast sea in the distance. The surviving Roman soldiers were like walking corpses, searching the beach for their officers, generals, and people confirmed to be on the beach, and a few alive......

"General, you're still alive!"

A centurion of the reserve team saw Appis limping along the beach, and ran over excitedly to greet him. However, Appis was so tired that the waters of early spring were not so warm, on the contrary, it was very cold. Nearly drained Appis of all the calories in his body.

The centurion quickly understood what he had to do. He quickly helped Appis undress, then removed his burlap, which was still dry, and draped it over his captain's body. However, the shriveled bread and wine were taken out again. Send it to Appis's mouth.

"Wait, don't drink, it will make my body temperature drain faster. Fresh water, fresh water is fine. ”

The liquor that the centurion had brought to his lips was put down again, and then he took out another jug of water that he had worn at his waist and handed it to Appis.

A few slices of bread and a stomach under cool water, coupled with the dry clothes on his body and the warm sun above his head, made Apis feel a little more recuperated. However, there was no time to direct the rescue of the entire beach. Let the centurions of each brigade search for their own soldiers who survived this shipwreck.

Looking at the whole messy beach, Appis suddenly felt a burst of emotion. A month ago, when he set out from Rome, he deceived everyone by bribing the sacrifice to speak on behalf of Poseidon, maybe his actions really angered the sea god Poseidon? Thinking of this, Appis couldn't help but laugh at himself.

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In the southern part of Aguitania, while the armies of Apis and Crassus the Younger were struggling in shipwreck, Antony's large army entered the mountainous regions of Spain with great success. There are a lot of rolling hills, and there are few large plains, which means that the Spanish battlefield is not destined to be a scene of large-scale group fighting, and in most cases, even guerrilla warfare.

At this time, what Antony didn't know was that the Pompey forces in Spain also had Rabienus involved. This Roman warrior who once fought in Gaul with Caesar, Antony and others has become Antony's biggest rival at the moment.

"We should enlist the support of the local tribes."

Fabius stood beside Antony, pointing at the vast map. Anthony, on the other hand, has his own opinion.

"At the time of the Roman Civil War, in order to unite these tribes, we needed enough silver coins, but, Fabius, do you think we have enough money now? Caesar may have given me only enough money to stay in Spain for three months, and if I don't win the battle after three months, the treasurer will not have enough money to distribute to the soldiers' salaries. In such a situation, we still have to divide the money among the barbarians and let them fight for us? I don't think so. ”

Antony stood confidently in front of the map and explained to Fabius. He then dropped his finger on the southern foothills of the Pyrenees. It is a fertile soil and the location of Regina, an important town in the interior of Spain at the moment.

"I'm going to attack from here. Occupy their granaries first. ”

"But Pompey must have noticed our whereabouts, the largest granary in Spain, and I suspect they are ready to build the strongest walls for us to take?"

Fabius agreed with Antony's statement, but he was more concerned that the enemy would not wait so easily for Caesar's legion to attack.

"Yes, he had to notice. So we need to confuse them, and in two days I will order the large army to march in the opposite direction of this town to attack Granath in the central mountains, but this is only a pretense, and it will not be until the defenders stationed in Reggina withdraw from the city that I will order the large army to turn back, taking advantage of the dense forests of the interior of Spain, so that the legions will disappear into the mountains and forests, so that they will not be able to find our traces. ”

Anthony said, smiling like a ruffian. (To be continued.) )