"You'd better not come out again, stay there, I'll have someone bring you three meals a day, and after a month, when this turmoil is over, you'll go to Marseille by yourself."

In the dim light, Levius spoke to Ronaus with a dull expression. His face was contorted with anger.

"But I can't stay here all day, oh my God, what is this place? The damp walls, the never sunlight, and even the rats crawling on your bed and biting you when I'm asleep, I have to go out and breathe, even if it's just for a little while. ”

In the face of Livius's angry questioning, Ronaeus appeared even more agitated. For days, his friend had placed him in this basement, and the damp and dreary air, without sunlight, was almost isolated from the rest of the world, and it was a torment to stay here for a day, let alone a whole month. He desperately wanted to go out and change the environment......

"There was no other room, no other more secluded room. You must know that although Appis will not suspect me, and the Praetorian Guard will not search this villa, there are many nobles and officials who come and go with me, and you are on the wanted list, and it is not safe for you to appear anywhere in this villa, so I can only keep you here. If you really want to avoid this disaster, stay here honestly, or if something happens, even I will be implicated. ”

Levius reprimanded loudly.

"Then, find a scapegoat, money, it's not a problem, I can afford a high price."

Ronaus, who was on the verge of an emotional breakdown, pleaded.

"Do you think the lives of civilians are so worthless? Who would want to die for you? And it must be willing, exactly like you, where to find such a person? Even if he finds it, will this person betray it, I don't know, if he confesses you, turn to Apis and ask for a reward? So what should you do? It's not as simple as you think. ”

Livius asked angrily.

……

"General, the enemy army has set up a camp five miles away, should we put up a position and fight them in a decisive battle?"

Lugdunum was bloody, and far south in the mountains of Gaul, the three infantry regiments led by Crassus the Younger finally arrived on the outskirts of the important town of Aletine in northern Italy. Octavian, too, had prepared for this, and set up camp on the way to help Crassus the Younger, waiting for the beast from the north to fall into the net.

But Crassus the Younger was no worse than Octavian on the battlefield, and it can be said that he was much more experienced than Octavian and Masinus. When it came time for the two armies to meet, Crassus the Younger was in no hurry to fight Octavian. His order was simply for the soldiers to repair in place, build the same camp, and confront Octavian's legions head-on, without taking the initiative to attack.

"Have the scouts keep an eye on the spotlight, and if the enemy moves or abandons the barracks, come back and report it immediately."

In the camp, Crassus Jr. gave his regimental commander such a simple order. His idea was that if Octavian gave up the blockade and continued to besiege Aretine, he would lead his legions and attack Octavian's siege force from behind.

If Octavian didn't attack the city, he would have spent it like this, and he only brought three legions, while Octavian brought six main corps, which were consumed for a long time, and it was obvious who had a lot of supply pressure.

After such a move, Octavian was speechless, and anxiously discussed the situation in front of him with his officers.

Eventually, Octavian, who was not very experienced in combat, ordered his two auxiliary corps, and one main corps, to launch a tentative attack on the camp of Crassus the Younger.

The defender eventually becomes the attacker.

On a sunny morning, the general of the little Crassus climbed the high wall of the camp and saw a blinding golden light on the horizon in the distance. He knew that the enemy was attacking......

The guards soon sounded the alarm, and everyone, including the soldiers of the auxiliary legion, spearmen, slingers, archers, all went up to the defensive walls of the camp.

Then, in the sight, on the field, more and more Roman armies appeared, which can almost be described as overwhelming. Octavian's legion of citizen soldiers, which had been recruited to deal with Antony, was not used in the decisive battle with Antony, but he took the lead and began to attack Appis's camp.

As the enemy legions approached, the atmosphere in the defensive circle above the camp became tense. Barbarian mercenaries, Gallic archers began to place bundles of arrows in front of them, waiting for the commander's order to shoot.

The sun poured down, the distance between the two armies drew closer, and then, as they approached the camp of Crassus the Younger, Octavian's heavy infantry regiment skillfully formed a "siege formation" under the orders of the commander. This is almost a tactic that is not liked to be practiced in advance. The soldiers in the front row advanced with their large shields in their flat, and the soldiers in the back row raised their shields above their heads and followed closely in the footsteps of their comrades in front. It is used to defend against arrows and spears flying down from above.

Then, the legionnaires of the little Crassus on the tower also began to move.

The small ballistas were operated by the engineered infantry, the serpents worked together to throw the lead-skinned cannons into the catapult slots, the legionnaires turned their winches, and the dozens of ballistas made a continuous clattering sound in the forward position.

When the two sides were close enough, the centurion who was guarding the camp gave the order to shoot.

"Beware of heavy weapons!"

In just an instant, dozens of lead shells burst out violently, whistling towards Octavian's 3rd Heavy Infantry Corps.

The sturdy and tenacious Roman tortoiseshell formation became defenseless in front of the same "high-tech" Roman ballista.

Although the centurion noticed the attack of these heavy weapons, he could not do anything about it. The powerful Roman ballista fired a cannon that crackled into the crowd like a heavy bullet, and then the shield crackled and blood splattered.

The long-awaited war for the recruits was so tragic that the glory had not yet been practiced, and the terrifying heavy weapons had taught them how to be human beings......

Some heavy javelins even pierced through two or three people to a stop, pinning the soldiers together in a vertical line.

Then, without waiting for the legionnaires to regroup, on the high walls, in the camp, the army of the younger Crassus threw arrows and stone bullets in a torrential rain.

"Steady!"

The centurions shouted. However, many arrows and stone projectiles still penetrated through the gaps and gaps in the shields, and in an instant, the position of Octavian's 3rd Corps fell again...... Screams rang out.