Chapter 8: A Backyard Fire (Part II)
"You have sent the order!" The centurion on duty on the battlements shouted, and then Anthony looked curiously at the group of cavalry below who had spread out the battle formation, and slowly touched the ballista, and motioned to several gunners not to let go, and continued to prepare to shoot.
"The three Horace brothers." Ignajus, who took the lead, shouted that the password had been drawn by him after capturing a few captives in Caesar's camp, and that there should be no problem.
The centurion nodded to Anthony to indicate that the password had been matched, but Anthony nodded and shouted "shoot" to the gunner.
A shotspear whistled out of the ballista and pierced through Ignagius's horse's head, skewering his cuirass, and the spearhead came out of his back, pinning Rabinus's cavalry captain to his horse, and the men and horses shifted backwards several Roman feet, and then twisted together and fell. His surprise cavalry watched the captain being shot dead on the spot, shouted and retreated like a tide, and then showed their weapons one after another, and together with the infantry, they prepared to press up and attack.
As a result, Anthony shouted, "Shoot me, shoot!" "The Pompey army under the city retreated several steps in horror after hearing his loud voice, and the death of their commander was a fatal blow to morale, and the enemy not only did not fall for it, but killed Ignajus with the first shotspear, does this mean that the enemy has already been alert to our surprise attack and has set a trap to annihilate and capture us?
Fear and suspicion spread in an instant, and Anthony continued to shout and make various gestures at the city gates, just as more than a hundred cavalrymen who had been in charge of patrolling had just arrived, and after seeing the commander's order, they also rushed out bravely. Ignagius's men and horses did not dare to fight. mistakenly thought that he had really fallen into a trap. They fled in panic in the direction of Zeta City, trampling on each other and dying.
Finally, when the body was identified, Anthony finally realized that the officer who had been shot by the ballista was Ignatius, one of the murderers of Claudius, and that he had cut off Ignatius's head and "salted it." Return to Rome for Fortune and Claudia. β
In this way, Fulivia will definitely agree to my marriage proposal, and with the assistance of Li Bida, this matter will be done.
The centurion on duty came curiously and asked the general how he knew that this group of men was not ours, and that there was nothing wrong with their passwords.
"Quite simply, when the cavalry captain was looking up and giving the command, I noticed that his face was plump, but Caesar's camp and our city. Many of the soldiers' rations were deducted, and the centaurs had to eat seaweed. Look at you, is your face green like seaweed? As he spoke, Anthony patted the centurion's towering cheekbones and said.
In the following market day, in order to avenge Archimedes, Scipio used elephants and projectile equipment to suppress the onslaught every day within a short distance of 300 steps in front of Caesar's camp, and his cavalry also continued to attack the towns around Ruspina, cutting off Caesar's logistical supplies, making the situation of several of Caesar's legions more and more difficult, but Caesar still kept asking the soldiers to be patient and wait for the opportunity to counterattack and decisive battle.
The time had finally come - when King Juba led his army to meet with Pompey in Mautika, the news came that the sky had fallen apart - and instead of rescuing the city of Kirta, the general he had sent earlier, had declared a mutiny after entering the city!
The general Marco brought the soldiers and horses of Hittius and the native king of Getulia directly into the city of Kirta, and the other party seized the capital of Numidia without much effort, and the wife of the king of Juba, Selene, and her son were captured at the same time, and the money and food in the capital were plundered, and the whole kingdom was in a situation of collapse and collapse.
"Bastard, I have gullily believed your bastard's words, and now even my own palace is lost!" In the city of Utica, the king of Juba was furious, raised his scepter in front of him, and prepared to beat Pompey's master and servant, but the guards of both sides drew their swords at the same time, and for a time the sword in the town hall was brilliant.
Pompey did not dodge when facing the scepter of King Juba, but said bitterly and agitatedly, "Don't mess up, now our army is still not broken, and we still have the capital for a decisive battle with Caesar, so Your Majesty should not leave Scipio at all, and it is most important to hesitate and wander in the battle array." β
"No matter how the decisive battle is, all my savings are gone, and soon when the news of the fall of Kilta City comes, my guards and mercenaries, bureaucrats and ministers will abandon me mercilessly." King Juba cried out, "I am even afraid that if Caesar uses my wife and children to threaten me, I will not hesitate to bind you and send you away." β
"Then send it, if you are willing to be humiliated at Caesar's knees like a coward, and let your image of king, like the Jugurdah of fifty years ago, be shamefully minted on coins, and let Caesar boast of his great deeds." Pompey said firmly.
King Juba, who was speechless, slowly lowered his scepter, his lips pursed high with excitement and fear, and then Pompey Jian said, "The rumors will definitely spread extremely fast, so what we need to do now is to let the army run faster than the rumors!" As far as he could, he turned around and hurried to Scipio and Rabinus to fight Caesar to the death. β
"Well, you should be the lion of Africa, not the antelope that has fled far away, if you still care about women and children on the battlefield, the god of war will not be on your side, Your Majesty!" At last, Pompey seemed to regain the determination and bravery of his youth, and his eyes burned like a swift torrent towards King Juba.
Eventually, the king of Numidia stomped the scepter at his feet, signifying his approval of the plan to break the net.
Under the sunset, Pompey sat quietly in a corner of the noisy camp, surrounded by the sound of people and horses, although the news of the change in the rear came, but this had no effect on Pompey's two direct legions, they were all veterans who had followed the great Pompey for many years, blood and glory had long been connected with this man, and could no longer be separated, after receiving the order, all the tribunes and centurions had methodically asked the soldiers to carry their luggage and prepare to open, "Hurry for three days and three nights, and fight Caesar!" β
Peletaeus slowly walked in front of his old superior, and then sighed and sat down next to him, "It's been almost thirty years, right?" β
"Well, thirty years. It was the same sunset, when we were ordered by Sulla to pursue the Cabo of the Plebeian Party, and we came to Africa. Pompey laughed, "Because of the victory in Africa, I won the first great triumph of my life, when I was not yet twenty-five years old, and time flashed like a streamerβby the way, do you remember the centurion of Appius?" β
"Remember, remember, that guy." When Peletaeus heard the name, he laughed. (To be continued......)