Tiberius, standing at the bow of his flagship, recalls the orders given to him by the great Augustus when he came, and a fire swells up in his heart. During his military career, he served as a regimental commander, settled the Armenian throne in the East, and claimed from the Parthians the military flag that had been taken from him after the defeat of Cthullah. He also fought against the barbarians in Gaul and Pannonia outside the mountains, and won all of them, for which he also had a small triumphal honor.

Although his military record is not outstanding compared to the great commanders in the past history, this time he conquered an ancient dynasty with a history of thousands of years, if he can successfully conquer it. This would undoubtedly be one of the highlights of his political career, as this ancient dynasty, though small, was never conquered by Hannibal, Alexander, Seleucus, or Ptolemy. Under the resistance of this island country with a small population, it collapsed and sank into the sand.

Now the task rested on his shoulders, and once he was able to successfully complete the conquest, he would add a province to Rome. Then he Tiberius is better than the great conquerors of past history. Because he has accomplished the cause that they hated to death and could not complete. When he thought of this, Tiberius's heart was on fire, and his ambition ignited his heart. It was only then that he spotted a fleet at sea level ahead with ancient flags.

He drew his sword from his waist, pointed it forward, and roared, "For Rome!" ”

"For Rome!"

"For Rome!"

As the soldiers on his flagship shouted in response to his call, the other ships shouted one after another, until the incessant shouts shook the heavens and the earth.

"General, they have fewer ships than us, and at present, it seems that we undoubtedly have an advantage just counting the ships of the enemy and us." His lieutenant spoke beside him, his eyes fixed on the contiguous fleet in front of him.

"No, Elius." Tiberius shook his head lightly and said, "Don't underestimate them, they are thousands of years old. In the past, Ramses wanted to conquer it, and many other dynasties wanted to conquer it, Hannibal also wanted to conquer it, and Alexander, and other famous commanders and emperors throughout the ages, all wanted to conquer it. Add a sparkling gem to your crown. However, they all failed. In the face of this mysterious ancient dynasty, we should do our best, and we must not take it lightly. ”

Ellius laughed, "But no matter what, this ancient land will once again add a shining jewel to Rome." Rome conquered many powerful enemies, tribes and lands, and the entire Mediterranean was surrounded by Roman land. No matter how much this ancient dynasty rebelled, defeat was certain. ”

"Not bad!" Tiberius proudly said, "No one can resist the conquest from Rome!" After speaking, the war sword in his hand was pointed at from afar, and the herald on the ship immediately waved the flag in his hand, and the huge Roman fleet immediately changed its formation. The slave sailors at the bottom, speed up the speed of rowing the oars, and the huge fleet began to slowly accelerate. The weapons on the ship immediately went into firing, and only at the moment when they were officially in range, the war would officially start.

At the same time, the soldiers from the ancient kingdom did not have the slightest fear in the face of a menacing and powerful enemy. There was a mixture of anger in their eyes, and everyone was dressed in fine armor and weapons, and the red tassels on their helmets swayed in the sea breeze. The drums of war were beating, and the atmosphere of slaughter and tension permeated, and every soldier grabbed the weapon in his hand. They were tall, strong and powerful, with black hair, brown eyes, yellowish skin, pursed lips, and eyes as sharp as goshawks, staring directly at the approaching Roman fleet. When the command was delivered, the sound of the shield raised, the bow and arrows bent, the bed crossbow wound, and the sword unsheathed sounded. Immediately after that, the battle cry sounded, the formation of the fleet began to change, and the fleet began to accelerate.

Time passed by minute by second, and it was such a long time for the two sides that were about to fight. Finally, as the two sides approached each other's range, their respective battle cries rang out, followed by a dense rain of arrows fired towards each other. And the leading flagships of the two sides accelerated and rushed into each other's formation. Arrows and crossbows were constantly thrown at each other's bodies, accompanied by screams and scarlet blood, and on the blue sea, a 'red sea' was suddenly created.

As the fighting intensified, the two sides suddenly fell into a scuffle, and then the gang jumping battle began. The soldiers on both sides used every means to hook each other's ships, and then jumped down the deck onto each other's ships. The tragic hand-to-hand combat began, forming a dense and crowded battle formation on the narrow and crowded deck, with shields against each other, and swords desperately piercing into the opponent's body through the gaps in the shields. As the number of deaths and fallen to the ground increased, the cramped deck became empty, and the fight for real knives and guns began. The battle-hardened Roman soldiers formed a battle formation to resist, and the soldiers of Tuthelm were not far behind, their tall and strong bodies, sophisticated equipment, and terrifying battles and contests with the invaders.

The war lasted from day to night, and the blue Mediterranean Sea was already soaked in the corpses and blood of soldiers on both sides, and many carnivores fought for it. Then the horn of retreat sounded, and the broken Roman fleet sailed away from the engaged sea and fled in disarray. They failed, even with the superiority of ships and numbers. The fleet, which was caught in the middle of the melee, was divided and outflanked by Tuthelm's army, and each one was broken, causing confusion in the command system of the Roman fleet. In the presence of the local monarch of Tuthelm, Tiberius, the future second emperor of the Roman Empire, was beheaded.

That azure blue armor was mighty, and no matter how Tiberius's sword swung it, it was difficult to hurt the owner of the armor at all. Eventually, Tiberius was beheaded by a sword cut off by a monarch who was even more skilled in martial arts. As the fire consumed Tiberius's flagship, the Roman soldiers, who had already been fought hard and tortured for so long, collapsed.

When the horn of retreat sounded, the Roman fleet, caught in the melee, scrambled to flee the battlefield. The fleet of the Tuthelm dynasty, with its morale high, went all out to intercept and block the attack. It was the first conquest of Rome, a complete defeat. The commander Tiberius, the future Roman emperor, was killed in battle. Of the more than 30,000 soldiers, more than 10,000 were killed in battle, more than 5,000 were captured, and thousands of others are missing. In the end, fewer than 7,000 soldiers returned to Rome safely.

This fiasco shook the whole of Rome and added a heavy stain to the history of Roman conquest! The Tuthelm army, on the other hand, returned to their land amid cheers.