Vol 8 Chapter 129: Strike in Rome (1)

After Tylentus touched the iron gate, he had a bottom in his heart. He untied the rope that was licking his waist, firmly tied it to the iron grid, and then pulled the rope hard, and after receiving the response from his teammates, he Grab the iron in one hand, squat down, untie the tool, remove the iron saw, and use it to saw the iron below.
And just as he was busy, he got the news that he passed back through the ropes. Izam resisted the excitement and immediately sent a scouting team to grab the rope that had been connected and smoothly reached the sewer from the broken bridge. Easily climbed to the exit, gestured to Telendus, did not speak, directly solved the tool, did the same thing as his teammates - sawing irons, and then cut them with iron tongs.
In this way, it lasted for more than 20 minutes, and finally a gap was opened under the iron fence for people to climb in and out.
Tarantus took off his belongings, threw them into the inside through the gap of the irons, then squatted down, clinging to the slippery moss and the smelly sewage, and rushed through the gap, then relieved The body that leans on its own body leans against the stone wall, and it is too tired to care for the dirty garbage stuck in the waterway.
His teammates also climbed in quickly, and slammed the ropes on the iron fence.
Although Izam, who was originally on the bank of the river, had expected this, he couldn’t help but feel excited at the moment. He whispered: "Success! Success! Brothers follow me and enter Rome together!"
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In the morning, the sleeping Duffus was woken up by Klotok Katex.
Last night, Davers had been busy and thinking about today's siege. Until late at night, after receiving the information from the Izam sent, he let go of his heart and couldn't resist sleepiness.
When he was woken up, Davers was still confused and asked: "What is wrong?!"
"No, father, the head of the army are waiting for your order to attack!" Klotok Katex replied quickly.
Davers realized that he was a little out of order. He patted his face with his hand and felt awake. Then he stood up and said, "Give me armor!"
The slave immediately took the armor and helped Daves wear it, and Klotok Katex also helped.
"Don't worry! Don't panic!" Daves comforted his son and asked, "How is the weather?"
"Father, it's a big sunny day!" Klotok Katex replied briskly.
"This is a good sign!" Dafos smiled, took the helmet from the slave, put it on, and did not panic, just said: "Go, see the protagonists of today's siege!"

Said, he strode to the big account next to him.
"Your Majesty!!" The people in the account will immediately get up and salute, and then watched Davers go to the main seat.
First Army Head Amintas, Second Army Head Martinius, Third Army Head Lizaru, Fourth Army Chief Olives, Fifth Army Chief Giorgios, Sixth Army Chief Trotillas , the first cavalry commander, Rydes, the second cavalry commander, Kuzius, and the third fleet, the naval commander, Midolades... Daves’s eyes slowly swept over them, each one The face that has become rough and has scars over the years is full of excitement and expectation.
At the moment, in the eyes of Davers, the stars in the big account gave him more confidence. He smiled and smiled: "It seems that everyone's confidence is very good. What are you waiting for? Prepare to attack!

"Yes, Your Majesty!" The public also responded with a smile.
"Lizaru and Midorades, the third and third legions you led will start attacking after half an hour of attack by other legions!"
"Yes!"
Davers only specifically slammed this sentence, and then said categorically: "You, you must capture the city of Rome before dark! I am here waiting for your victory!"
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On the Capitolin hill in the city of Rome, in the magnificent temple of the main of Jupiter, the priesthood, under the auspices of the great priest Gitu Ulyus Yurus, prayed to the gods. Behind them are a number of senior veterans led by the Roman veterans and the chief of the city guard, Scipio.
The rituals of the sacrifices in Rome were relatively simple. After the prayers ended, the priests and priests appeared. They held a red crown with a red crown and a red cock. A priest sprinkled a black bean on the ground. Then let the go.
This that was originally languid (not fed from yesterday afternoon to this morning), when I saw the black beans on the ground, my eyes were rounded, my legs were flying fast, my wings kept fluttering, and lightning flashed. Then the head kept on looking for food, so that everyone nearby could see it.
In a twinkling of an eye, a black bean was eaten clean by it, and there was no leftover. The was still unsatisfied and wandered around the temple to find new food.
Seeing the performance of the holy chicken, the people watching it are all happy, and the priests are not required to make the final conclusion. Everyone has a happy face: this is a good omen!
At this time, the priest who took the bird outside the temple also completed his task (the most important form of divination for the Roman priests. The bird occupies the sky into four parts, and then sees which part of the sky is abnormal, such as Dark clouds, birds, showers... It’s up to them to decide whether these anomalies are auspicious or ominous.) After the entrance to the temple, a loud announcement:
Daji! It’s Daji!

There was a cheer inside and outside the temple.
The people and soldiers under the mountain heard the cheers from the mountains and suddenly felt more confident.
At this moment, "Hey!..." came the rumor of the sorghum from outside the city. The people on the Capitolin Hill suddenly changed their face: Did the Dionyrian attack begin? !
Great Scipio quickly walked to the edge of the cliff and looked northwest: I saw a lot of figures in front of the enemy camp in the distance (this is the military camp of the First Corps of Dionia) and began to line up.
Big Sippia kept calm and turned back and said to the generals: "The Dionyns began to attack, and you each returned to your own defense zone, commanding citizens and keeping Rome!"
"Yes!!" The crowd will answer powerfully.
Big Sippi led them to rush down the mountain. The crowds crowded under the mountain were mostly women and children. They took the initiative to open the way for the generals and wish them victory and drive away the enemy.
After the emergency mobilization of the previous night and yesterday, a total of 25,000 soldiers were recruited in the city of Rome. Grand Sippia divided the troops into four parts according to the camp of the Dionyrians outside the city: 5,000 soldiers defended the northeastern city wall. 5,000 soldiers defended the western city wall, and the strength of the defense against the south city reached 10,000, which corresponded to the huge Dainuo military camp outside the city. The remaining less than 5,000 people defended the Roman vertebral bridge in the north.
The commander responsible for the defense of the northeastern city wall was Marcus Atilius, who was originally the chief of the cavalry among the 3,000 soldiers who stayed in Rome. He was born in the Roman family and was a long-time squad. So the Great Scipio He entrusted him with the task of handing over the northeastern section of the city with the longest defense and farthest from the center of Rome. So after he got off the mountain, he didn't have to go far, and he immediately got on the head of the Capitoline Mountain.
Some Roman soldiers immediately came up: "General, the enemy started to attack!!"
Around him are teenagers under the age of 18, their childish faces are intertwined with excitement and tension, and the thorn gun and the leather shield are placed in their hands early, and the look of Marcus is like the envy of the child. Looking at the parents.
"Don't panic, our walls are so high, the ditch is so deep, the enemy can't attack it! Jupiter has given us a good fortune, the holy chicken has eaten all the feed, and the Dionyns will be repelled! Zhu Pitt will bless Rome!"
After listening to the inspiration of Marcus, the soldiers cheered.
Marcus squeezed out the crowd and found his own adjutant. He said with a serious voice: "To inform the squadron leaders, manage their soldiers, stick to the position where they should stick, and do not run around casually, otherwise they will be disarmed by military law. !"
The adjutant immediately went to execute the military order.
Max saw a row of soldiers sitting on the outside wall. Their weapons and even their helmets were on the ground at hand. At first glance, they all looked at the gray hair. They looked at each other with ease and seemed to know nothing at all. The battle is coming...
These are Roman citizens over the age of 50. Although they are old because their strength has subsided and their muscles are no longer strong, they can almost say that they all have battles, so they compare the young soldiers who have not experienced the battle. Www.EbookFREE.me~Marcus is more trusting in these true veterans, and this is his helplessness, because in his ranks, except for the elderly and the young, there are only a few civilians and slaves, in his mind these yesterday The crowd who almost made a big mess is not worthy of his full trust.
Marcus held his hands in the city and looked into the distance.
Dionya’s siege army has advanced to the distance he can see: Dionya’s siege army is divided into a group of more than a dozen heavy infantry, placing a long, wide plank of wood on top of the head. A loose column, the interval of the column is relatively open, and it is not close to the city.
"Blow the military number and let the soldiers prepare for the battle!" Marcus issued the order.
The military number quickly blew, and the Roman soldiers quickly dressed armor under the command of the squadron commander, picked up the weapon, stood in the defensive position, watched the enemies under the city, and were ready to attack; the older citizens served as an assistant. Soldiers, holding a bundle of javelins, arrows, a can of tar, even stones, wood, put them on the prescribed aisle...
The forefront of the Dionysian soldiers has been less than 150 meters from the city wall, which has entered the range of the city's archers. Marcus did not order an attack, but there are still sparse arrows in the city. .