Who would have thought that Li Bida stood in front of the steps of the temple, and behind him were all the elders of the city, holding the order document of the gilded scroll in his hand, and announced loudly, "You didn't have a chance to choose before, so after the defeat of the war, you became a slave. In the culture of the Black Forest and the highlands, I know that the defeated are the most despised, even the women look down on you! ”

The slaves over there, shaking their shackles and scolding at the steps in rough Latin, showed that although their identities had changed, the dignity of the warriors and the tribe was still there, and they would not allow this black-haired, no, black-haired, physiognomy with very different features from the small Romans to insult him.

"Then prove it again now, and regain the glory that has been lost, and you should thank your God, who has given you such a chance again by using me as his agent. Now the Council of Presbyterians of Salona has unanimously agreed to liberate you, and from now on you will become the free people of the colony, and at the same time the soldiers of the present city, the soldiers of my Lybidaeus, opposite the army of Pompey, and you may not know them very well, but if any of you think that serving us will end the same as theirs, then I can laugh at the foolishness and ignorance of such an act—so, whatever your hearts may think now, your fate, and the fate of the city of SalonaNow it is in tandem, liberation is to defend, we will also distribute weapons to you, and in the soon, that is, tomorrow's battle, according to the instincts you have cultivated in the forest plateau, as the vanguard of the attack! ”

These blond-haired and blue-eyed slaves all looked at each other. Then they started arguing again. Messily stepped forward one after another. was unshackled, removed from the nameplate of slave status, it stands to reason that this group of people who are born to love lively and bloody battles will suck the dust that can attach to their lungs in the dark mine and die like ants, or this choice is more painful, Li Bida, who has been entangled with them, of course understands in his heart. So he struck while the iron was hot, "If you taste the bloodthirsty pleasure again in the next battle, and become addicted, then join my army, I will have a regular auxiliary number for you, and besides, you have many of your kindred, joined Caesar's team, and in the future you will not only have food to eat, but also a pension and land to settle in." ”

But apparently these blonde brutes are not very interested in this. When they rediscovered the pickaxe, and the spear. It's like touching a woman's carcass again, twitching and trembling all over, trembling in pleasure.

They soon began to secretly construct the designated section of the city wall according to the experience and technology they had gained in the mines--cutting the reinforced walls, making several hollows not far apart, and supporting them with wood, which were completely invisible to the besieging army outside the city, and then for each hollow, Li Bida arranged an elite hundred-man team, followed by the liberated slaves and young citizens, because the weapons they held were more rudimentary, and they also lacked training and experience in formations, so they could only act as second-line troops.

"They were called the second line, and they all carried fire sickles, and ropes soaked in oil, and strips of linen cloth, and jars of rice and oil." He ordered, and with the consent of the Council of Elders, he took out a lot of gold and silver from the temple and distributed it to the soldiers and freed slaves, so that they could be relieved and stimulated by the reward while fighting for their lives.

In the early hours of the third day, the attack in the city of Salona became noticeably fierce and frenzied, and Rilias on the opposite hill could clearly see that many citizens and soldiers were cloaked in asbestos shelters, resisting the fierce rain of fire from Samontoga while desperately repairing half of the wall. The scar on the left eye of Lelias jumped a few times, and he was proud of himself, because Salo was going to add another luster to his brilliant career, "Tell the soldiers to use rolling logs to push the siege towers forward by one furlong each, and I am ready to take this recalcitrant city before the arrival of the First Legion, and take all of Dalmatia and Illyria for His Excellency Pompey." ”

At this time, even the women and children at the head of the city let out a terrible cry, and they twisted their hair with scissors, and used it as a bowstring to replenish it, and many of the soldiers of Pompey's army came to the tragic scene before the fall of Carthage many years ago, and they carried their shields above their heads, and the weapons of destruction shot from above them crashed into the ping-pong sound, and kept rolling down under their feet, and then every short distance, they discharged a log towards the foot of the city, and then the soldiers in the rear shouted, and the siege tower followed the path of the rolling logs, Pushing slowly forward, the soldiers could calmly jump onto the top of the city as long as they could reach the walls, or shoot deadly javelins at the city soldiers to disperse the defenders.

"Disappear into despair and ashes, Salona City, and Lybidaeus!" Rilias couldn't help but shout.

Then there was a loud sound of the sky cracking and the earth cracking, like a meteorite in the sky crashing into a mountain range, or a terrible and violent earthquake broke out in the sea and land, and many soldiers fell to the ground in an instant, and in the fierce wind, the siege towers also made a trembling and squeaking sound -- the wall of the city wall at a half-furlong point on the side of the gate of Salona suddenly collapsed outward, and immediately buried the lives of some soldiers of the "Pan Shen" legion who bravely rushed to the city, and then stepped on the rubble and rubble, like crazy beasts from the inside, Kill hundreds of soldiers with excellent armor and weapons, this is Li Bida's vanguard, they rushed out directly from the gap in the city wall, holding the consciousness that if they did not succeed, they would all be finished, waving their swords and spears, frantically attacking the soldiers of Pompey's army who were caught off guard, followed by the citizen army and the freed slaves, pouring out together like an unstoppable torrent, when the vanguard and Pompey's army were fighting, they were like pervasive insects, disorderless, with great destructive power, burning and pushing the siege tower backwards along the rolling logs with crowbars and wooden poles, And killed the military slaves and archers inside, and soon the two tall siege towers placed on the front were pushed back very lightly on the slope, and were squeezed into the array of thousands of barbarian armies subordinate to Pompey under the action of rolling logs, and the sound of ravaging, trampling, and body whirring and burning was endless, and the group of people collapsed in an instant under such a fatal blow.

And Rilias, who was still maintaining a shouting posture, couldn't close his mouth anymore, and he never expected that the enemy would use the trick of tearing down the city wall to directly launch a rapid counterattack, which was really simple and rude to the point of no common sense.

On the Latin Hill over there, Chretas also called on the trumpeters to blow their trumpets, and ordered the whole army to use their last strength, "rush down in one go, divide into two columns, and destroy the three siege towers in front of us, first of all!" (To be continued......)