Chapter 1: The Palace of the Black Sea (Part II)

When Li Bida woke up, he first found himself completely naked.

But he didn't have time to be ashamed, because the second time he found the dead bodies all around, he was terrified, and he heard the noisy and shrill sound of trumpets and trumpets, as if tens of thousands of people were shouting on all sides.

He looked up and saw that the reliefs of Mithridates on the cliff were still visible, but the sides were lined with colonnades, staircases, and statues, and although the fireworks were raging, he could still see that these things were not the ruins of the monument of 2013, but alive, as alive as the strangely shaped corpses.

Before Li Bida curled up his bare body, trying to find two pieces of clothing from the corpse to cover his body, in the firelight, a group of soldiers covered in armor and blood appeared, the head of the bronze helmet with horsehair decoration on the top, the upper body wearing a "bell-shaped" leather cuirass, on which two silver ornaments, like an angry bull, were typical of the costume of an ancient Roman centurion.

Just as Li Bida sat up and was about to call for help to the centurion, he received a kind punch from the centurion on the bridge of his nose, and nosebleeds splashed out.

Then the hair was grabbed by the other party, the whole scalp hurt so much that it almost fell off, and the forced body had to stand up, and he didn't care about the shame of being naked, Li Bida didn't expect the ancient soldiers to be so barbaric, but he couldn't protest, because the centurion was holding a bright Roman short sword in his other hand, and he could cut his throat at any time, fortunately he could understand and understand the ancient Latin, and the centurion said "Pig slaves, go and move stones and wood!" ”

Apparently, the centurion had taken him for a slave, pulling him by the hair and throwing him at the back of the line like a pile of garbage. Whether it is their own or the enemy's, a slave is a slave, and he is only a slave, and he can be called to do the work that a slave should do at any time. Li Bida, naked, together with the other "pigs", under the spur of the overseer, instinctively walked to a pile of stones and wood, and the overseer pointed the open space under the cliff with his whip, and signaled that the material should be carried there, which was the purpose of the work.

Dozens of slaves, including the dizzy Li Bida, snorted and did the same.

Elsewhere, a few unarmored Roman soldiers assembled the long and short pieces of wood they had brought in, hand and foot—Li Pida found that the wood was not a random cut of a tree trunk, but a sequence of delicate parts—and the answer was soon revealed, and a double-bottomed ballista mount was quickly formed, and then the cannon body was installed, and the horsehair rope was wound in layers.

In the process, the centurion led the soldiers, the ballista position was tightly protected, the target they tried to attack, it was a twenty-meter-long city wall between the two cliffs, the defenders behind the wall, also found the intention of the Roman soldiers, shouting, with flaming arrows flew down, the centurion's soldiers half knelt down, raised the huge shield in their hands, and blocked the rocket from the ballista position.

Zuihou, the artillery soldiers installed the bronze barrels on both sides of the barrel, and inserted simple sights between the barrels, the two ballistas were installed, and in the squeak, the artillery turned the torsion wheel, retracted the clockwork, and the overseer's whip came down again, "Quick, fill the ballista with stones!" ”

With the order of the centurion, the ballista made a dull sound of "Gedagda", and the stone shells flew out one after another, smashing spots of blood and lime on the wall - the ballista cannon was with sights, and the accuracy of the fire was not low, and soon the battlements of the city wall were destroyed, the defenders had nowhere to stay, and the wall was crumbling.

"Heavy Javelin!" The centurion waved his short sword, and several Roman soldiers tied the heavy javelins in their hands to ropes, filled them into the ballista, and made a few "Gedagda", the javelins dragged the ropes on their buttocks, and firmly wedged into the city wall, except for a queue, the rest of the soldiers ran to the ballista, pulled the ropes, and a few trumpets sounded, and there was a huge roar and soot, and the wall was actually torn down!

The centurion raised the whistle in front of his chest, and the soldiers lined up again, carrying their shields on top of each other, and there was silence behind the walls for a while, and the trumpets sounded, and in the smoke and night, the defenders in Greek armor howled and swooped out, and the Roman team of the centurion rushed and fought on the rubble of the city walls.

Li Bida watched all this in amazement, and the defenders who counterattacked were as fast as a tide, because they understood that there was nothing behind this broken wall, and this was Zuihou's front. But the seemingly loose ranks of Roman soldiers were as solid as a reef, they wielded short swords and shields nimbly, they were simply invulnerable, about twenty minutes of hand-to-hand combat, the counterattack was easily shattered, after a sound of shield strikes, the Roman team was unstoppable, stepping on the body of the dying enemy, pouring into the broken wall.

Later, Li Bida, who was outside the wall, saw the screams and fires rising from behind the wall, and he probably knew what the Roman soldiers who entered had done.

That's right, if Li Bida guessed correctly, most of these Roman legionnaires wore chain curtains, bowl-shaped helmets with short visors sticking out at the back, standard late Republic attire, and their enemy should be the army of Mithridates VI, even if Li Bida traveled to the moment of the "Mithridates War" launched by ancient Rome in Asia Minor, and witnessed the fall of Giresun, or Calabi, the palace of the king of Pontus! Legion's bowl-shaped helmet from the late Roman Republic

A gust of late autumn wind blew, and Li Bida shivered violently, not knowing whether it was because of the cold or because of excitement.

The Roman soldiers had been in the palace for a long time, but the slaves around the ballista were all sitting or lying, not to mention running around, and they couldn't even hear the sound of coughing, which was so calm that Li Bida was surprised. The two soldiers finally walked out slowly through the gap in the wall, and when they came to Li Bida and his gang, they asked in a loud voice, "Who among you can speak the words of the Greeks?" ”

After being silent for a while, the naked Li Bida slowly raised his hand and walked out of the queue with another slave.

Li Bida wiped the remaining blood from his nostrils and said, "I will say, but honorable official, please give me a piece of clothing to cover my body first." ”

The two Romans on the opposite side looked at Li Bida strangely, as if they thought that a slave like him would actually care about wearing clothes or not? Then the two of them nodded to each other, and one of them took off his cloak and draped it on Li Bida's body, and then tilted his head slightly behind the wall, indicating "let me go".