"Da Da Da ......"

Throughout the night, the Roman catapults outside the city were in motion, bombarding neither indiscriminately nor non-stop. This is how a flint was thrown from time to time, causing the Parthian defenders in the fortress to be so frightened that they could not sleep at all.

"Damn it! What do they want to do? If you want to fight, you will fight, and if you don't fight, you will withdraw your troops, so you will be constantly harassed, attacked at night, and play a game of cat and mouse?! ”

Awakened by the roar of a flint, Tretus put on his nightgown and ran to the balcony and yelled. At his feet was the stable, which had been burned down by the Roman siege artillery, and the two Sialian horses in it had been burned to the bone.

Thereus stood there with a fit of rage, while the Parthian guards around him could only look at him, the commander of a foreign land, who was still like a child, unfit to command an army. The Parthian soldiers did not understand why their king would leave an army in the hands of such an unworldly young boy. Is it just because he is a Roman?

"Tretus, my little master, it's too dangerous here, we have to move. Appis's catapult has grown longer and farther, and it can now hit here. The house is no longer safe. ”

Seeing that the guards around him did not dare to come forward, the veteran Savius took a cloak and a short sword, leaned in, draped the cloak over Tretus, and handed him the fine Roman short sword.

"No, I'm not going anywhere, I'm going to be here, facing the roar of the beast, facing my father's killer!"

An enraged Terretus stood on the balcony and replied resentfully.

His teeth clenched together, and his cheeks puffed out.

"Teretus, my little master, I understand that you want to kill Appis, but you must also be considerate of your own situation. Look at these Parthians in front of us, they are weak by nature, and we don't know how long they will be able to hold out here. Now they are still holding out in this fortress because of the orders of King Orodes, they must obey you, and if you have an accident, these Parthians will inevitably surrender to the Roman legions. So, before the final showdown, you have to stay healthy, and that's the most important thing. Advice from veteran Severus. ”

Walk up to Tretus, Savius. Ghelba said anxiously in Latin. The Parthian guards around them were stunned, they couldn't understand what the Roman veteran was saying to his master. Just to see that impatient look on their faces. The two are clearly at odds.

"Savius. Gelba, your advice is great, but that's not my style. I can die proudly, and I don't live like a coward. Savius, your swordsmanship is very good, and I am sure that you will be able to keep me safe in the upcoming siege. I'll pay you double, but for now, please don't say anything back to me. ”

In the moonlight, Tretus's lips twitched, and Savius didn't know if it was because of the boy's nervousness or the cold. But in short, his plan failed and failed to persuade Teretus to move to safety. Maximus promised him two thousand dinars, which was five times the salary that Tretus had given him. But his mission is to keep Teretus safe during the campaign.

"I swear by the name of my family, I'm Savius. Gelba will keep your life safe. ”

Seeing that Tretus could not be persuaded, the veteran Cyvius performed a very standard Roman military salute to show his loyalty. Although in the Parthian base, such a military salute seems a little strange.

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On the fourth day of the siege, the Roman legions' cannon fire finally poured down on the stone walls of the fortress of Colmanga. Under the night sky, countless lit cannonstones dragged long flues into the Fortress of Colmanga. Dozens of wild ass slings fired a volley as if the entire valley was shaking.

Then, under the cover of long-range siege weapons, the veterans of the Thirteenth Legion began the siege.

Siege engines, ladders, and climbing ropes are all available.

Some Parthian archers poked their heads out of the battlements and tried to shoot at the Roman soldiers who were approaching the fortress, but they were hit directly by a flint, and the oncoming fireball instantly burned the three Parthian archers, and one Parthian archer fell from the city wall in a scream, like a falling firefly in the night. Soon, it disappeared without a trace.

"Quick! Knock open the gates! ”

Below the fortress, the Roman infantry had pushed the siege carts under the tower, and hammers with sheep's heads wrapped in iron sheets were constantly ramming the crumbling Parthian fortress. More than a dozen Roman veterans took advantage of the night to set up a ladder and climbed up with difficulty in the chaotic rain of arrows.

Arrows kept skimming overhead.

"Hold the gates! Hold it! ”

"Block the gate, use wood, no, people, all come with me, stand up to the gate!"

The fortress was stormed, and the Parthian archers commander shouted orders to the defenders to defend with all their might.

The huge wooden gate creaked under the attack of the Roman battering ram, as if it was in danger of collapsing at any moment. Behind the gate, 300 Parthian archers and melee infantry blocked the gate with their own bodies, but outside the gate, every Roman battering ram knocked down the Parthian soldiers inside the gate, and then they got up again and blocked the gate. For everyone knew that the gates were broken, and the slaughter and enslavement began.

"What are you waiting for, little master, we must go."

Seeing that the battle had entered a fever pitch, the veteran Savius took Tretus' hand and signaled that he could retreat. "Let's go? Where to go? My soldiers are fighting bloodied below, and I'm on the run? ”

However, Tretus seems to be very unhappy with such a suggestion. He turned his head away and stared at Cyvius with resentment. This veteran who served by his side for three years.

"It's not an escape, my little master, it's a strategic shift. Look at the Parthians below, they can't hold the Roman legions, we have to retreat, the south, and the vast lands, where there are enough civilian armies for us to hire. I can rise there again, and there is no need to make unnecessary sacrifices here. I know a secret passage to escape outside the city, and it's in ......"

"Enough, Savius, you have sworn allegiance to me, then, please keep your oath and protect me on the battlefield, I cannot abandon them, even if they are not Romans, but they fight for me. The fortress has not yet been breached. I still have hope. ”

Outside the city, the shouts of killing shook the sky, and Tretus shook off the hand of the veteran Syvius and said angrily.

"Fighting for you? Oh, don't be stupid, my little master Tretus, they are not fighting for you, they are fighting for their king, for Orodus, the king of Parthia. We are nothing more than a casualty at the front. Appis may be just outside this fortress, and he is laughing at our childishness. Believe me, Traitus, I swore to protect you, then I will fulfill my promise, believe me, if you continue to fight here, there is no chance of victory. In the past half a month, I have ordered people to dig a tunnel under this fortress, which is narrow and small, but enough for us to escape outside the city. The Legion will not find out about us. Believe me! ”

As Savius spoke, a blazing flint fell beside him, blasting a large hole in the stone wall overhead, causing Tretus to panic......