Like Anliugues, few people thought that Monsieur Baron would come back alive after going to the Roman barracks.

Wang Weiyi didn't care what others thought of him, he just regarded it as a normal one of his countless adventures.

This time, he took only Richthofen with him, and with few men, he was often able to let his enemies neglect.

And in order to reassure the Germanians, he also specifically said that once he could not return, Guo Yunfeng would continue to lead them to fight the Romans, and become a link between them and the non-existent "Holy German Empire......

In this way, the Germanians were completely at ease.

From here to the barracks of the Roman legions, everywhere was fraught with danger. The Romans, or tribes like Germania, could launch a surprise attack on them at any moment.

Most of the time, such an attack doesn't even give you a chance to beg for mercy.

Wang Weiyi and Richthofen also didn't know what kind of danger they would encounter, this era was too strange for them......

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Roman barracks.

The mountains were shrouded in a gray mist, and the mountains, forgotten by the sun, stood eeriely in the clouds like the Titans banished by the god Jupiter.

It's a mountainous area, and the climate is uncomfortable, wet and gray everywhere. Roman soldiers who came to besiege a Celtic cottage on the hill often left their clothes out to dry.

In the past, the Romans believed that the Celts were Germanic. But they soon discovered that the Celts and Germanic peoples were not the same, on the contrary. They also often fight for food on their territory, and a large number of people die every year for it.

Towards dawn there was a sound of horses' hooves outside the barracks, and after a brief pause at the door, several men on horseback galloped across the avenue between the military commander's tent and the soldiers' tent, and headed straight for the commander's tent, which had been erected only the previous night.

Several Roman soldiers emerged from their sleeping tents and saw large patches of mud on their clothes splashed by horses. Pointing to the backs of several horses, he cursed, and when he heard the scolding of the soldiers, the ten-captain in the tent also came out.

"I'll keep my mouth shut. You don't want to live anymore? The ten-captain squinted at the men who had dismounted in front of the commander's tent, and suddenly lowered his voice and shouted, "There is the cavalry commander Dachius, who is a close confidant of the consul of Gaius!" Go back to the tent for me. I don't want to give you a few lives for a few idiots! ”

Gaius always had a grim expression on his face. taciturn, and rarely converse even with his companions around him; He speaks very slowly, often flicking his fingers inadvertently, and it is easy to show impatience; When he walks, he always straightens his neck, sticks his head forward, and squints his eyes to look at others; All these arrogant habits are very unpleasant to those around him.

At this moment, his face was gloomy, staring at the man kneeling in the muddy ground in front of the tent. After a while, he spoke: "You're from Rome?" ”

Arriving here from Rome day and night, the personal slave of Gaius' wife, Lucia, grovelled and replied, "Yes." Honorable Lord Gaius, I have been sent by the honorable Lady Lukia, and I have a letter here......"

"Shut up! You idiot! His words were immediately and rudely interrupted by an exasperated Gaius, and the suspicious consul was relieved to see that they were all his personal Greek guards who had arrived with Daichius from the summer camp.

"You come in with me, you guys watch the door, and no one is allowed to come in without my permission! Remember, it's anyone! Gaius, still with a hint of anger, commanded, and then walked back to the tent without looking at anyone......

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In the commander's tent, Gaius quickly read Lukia's letter, and although he tried to keep his composure, the skin of his tense face twitched a few times, and his face became even more gloomy. Seeing the face of his backer, Dachius, who was familiar with Gaius's temper, knew that he was on the verge of being furious again, and he hurriedly explained: "My lord, I didn't leave the summer camp at will, this person refused to give me his letter, and insisted on handing it over to you, I was afraid that something would happen to this important letter, so I accompanied him......"

"Huh? How do you know the importance of this letter? Say! Gaius glared at his cronies viciously: "Say! Where did you learn about it? ”

Dachius was so frightened that he seemed to be a little shorter, and he stammered, "I—I don't know what to say, I—I'm just guessing, guessing." ”

Gaius suddenly realized his gaffe and hurriedly began to cover himself, "Dachius, you misunderstood, this is just an inconsequential letter, the contents of which tell me that my son Drusus's illness has been cured. ”

He tried his best to squeeze out a smile, but he didn't expect it to make his expression look even more terrifying.

The true content of the letter, only he knows......

Dachius quickly put on a look of conviction, fearing that something wrong would anger his commander. Gaius ignored Dachius and turned to Lucia's slave, who was already trembling with fear.

"Does your master have anything else to say?" Gaius tried to slow his tone as much as he could.

"No, my lordship."

Lukia's son pondered for a long time, and then said, word for word: "Well, go quickly to your master, and tell her that I have learned about my son', and I hope that he will not suffer from any more diseases that may be fatal, for I am worried about his health!" Do you remember what I said? ”

"Don't worry, my lord, I've engraved it in my head!" Lukia's personal slave understood.

"Well, Daichius, you go back to the summer camp with him, remember that you will personally escort him until he reaches the first inn and you can not return!"

The sound of horses' hooves sounded again on the avenue between the military commander's tent and the soldier's tent, and from then on. Gaius kept himself in the tent all the time. It was not until noon that he was alarmed by the noise of the barracks, and some of the soldiers and slaves who had gone out to gather cattle were attacked by the Celts from the mountains.

Gaius glanced coldly at the legionnaires who had returned from the disarray, and gave a few words to the guards in front of the tent. So he turned and walked back to the big tent...... After a while, the regimental commanders, battalion commanders, and centurions of this camp who had received the order came to his tent one after another.

After the officers had saluted, there was a moment of silence in the tent, and the officers knew that at this moment Gaius was quietly looking at them according to his old habit, and no one spoke, and everyone was waiting for the bad-tempered commander to speak first.

"Do you want to know why I rushed here overnight?" Gaius spoke slowly, after confirming that he had found no expressions worth studying on the faces of these people.

No one answered his words. Everyone knew that Gaius didn't like people to speak without his permission. Sure enough, the commander immediately answered his own question: "Although your legion was founded by my father himself many years ago, and he gave your legion the glorious title of 'Valeria', it is for the purpose of quelling this rebellion. Rome has put you under my command, and you are nothing more than the Twentieth Roman Army in my eyes! Whatever glorious history you may have, you must obey my commands! Do you understand? ”

"Honorable Consul Gaius, though we have not had the honour of serving Rome under your command. But believe me that we still have a lot of admiration for your past achievements. And we will obey your military orders as well. The proof of this is that we have just arrived here from the rapid march of Lethia, and we will rush to this mountain with your orders in spite of fatigue to deal with the barbarians! ”

It was the commander of the Twentieth Legion, a Roman nobleman in splendid armor, although since a long time ago the de facto command of each Roman legion had been taken over by an adjutant general, treasurer, or chief centurion with extensive combat experience appointed by the army commander, and the traditionally elected legion commander had long since become an ornament, merely a transitional position for many Romans to gild their careers. But since he is still nominally the supreme commander of the legion, it is now up to him to speak on everyone's behalf.

Gaius stared at the Roman gentleman in his thirties. As if trying to see the color of his marrow, "Well, tell me, for what six battalions of Roman soldiers spent seven days and couldn't capture this cottage that often attacked our food convoys?" As far as I know, there are only 3,000 women and children in this stockade! ”

"Your Excellency, go to the front and take a look, the terrain here is really unfavorable to us, and the forcible attack is just to send the Roman soldiers to death in vain, and now it seems that there is no better way than to besiege." Seeing the Legion Commander silent under Gaius' fierce gaze and vulture's countenance, the Chief Centurion of the Twentieth Legion couldn't help but speak.

"Well, really?" Gaius seemed to be a little polite to the chief centurion, and after a short thought, he said categorically: "No, this cottage must be captured in three days!" Now I don't have enough troops in my hands, I can't let six battalions of troops get trapped here! Go and get ready, and attack again right after lunch!" ”

The Roman officers in the tent looked at each other, and the chief centurion was the most daring, "With all due respect, Archon Gaius, I think it is basically impossible to take it in three days, unless Mars, the god of war, descends on us. ”

"Didn't you hear me? I order you to attack immediately after lunch! Do you want me to repeat it again? Gaius said impatiently, as if he had not heard the centurion.

Hearing this, the officers put their right arms across their chests and gave a military salute and silently withdrew from Gaius's tent. Soon there was the sound of brass trumpets and the chaotic footsteps of the soldiers outside the tent, and another attack was about to begin.

Ignoring what was happening outside, Gaius carefully handed Lukia's letter to the oil lamp until it slowly turned to ashes, and then he said to his personal slave standing at the tent door, "Bring me my lunch......"

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When Gaius arrived on the battlefield, he happened to witness another rout of the Roman soldiers: the chief centurion of the Twentieth Legion was right, and the terrain here was really unfavorable to the Romans - it was a vultures surrounded on all sides by cliffs, and the summit was covered with snow. At the foot of the mountain, several mountain roads gradually converge into a rugged and narrow road as the mountain spirals, and it is the only passage that leads to the cottage gate, and the end of the passage has been tightly blocked by a breastwork wall with countless sharp wooden sticks stuck in front of it.

The Roman soldiers, who had just launched an attack on the cottage, had to fight in dense formations on narrow mountain roads. After much deliberation, the legion commanders decided to use hoplites at the front, sacrificing speed but also reducing the damage caused by the arrows and rocks on the mountain. Unfortunately, these elite soldiers in heavy armor could only line up ten men wide on the winding road, so that the long and dense ranks of the Romans were completely under the blows of the falling boulders.

After the large stones smashed through the shields that the Roman soldiers had placed over their heads, a hail of sharp stones followed, which were fired by the Celts from the catapults they had played with since childhood. They smashed precisely into the weak parts of the legionnaires' armor, breaking the helmets and armor of the conquerors who had arrived from the warmth of the Italian peninsula; Some even fell directly on their faces, and those miserable soldiers immediately turned into bloody people with blurred facial features. Let out a heart-rending scream, or simply fall to the ground with a "grunt".

Soon, the attacker's team could not hold out, and even the bravest turned and fled. The offensive formation suddenly became very chaotic. The centurions shouted with all their might, in vain. He pleaded and cursed his soldiers, reminded them of the honor of the Legion, and hoped that they would endure the terrible storm of stones.

But as the ranks above were under increasing intensity, only a few soldiers paused for a moment, and seeing that their companions had no intention of stopping, they squeezed more and more eagerly towards the ranks below, which threw the whole ranks into disarray. The chaotic squeeze began, and the soldiers who had been routed in front squeezed their comrades to the ground who had not yet been attacked by the stones. Stepping on the body of the fallen man, he fled with all his might.

At this moment, a large number of Celts in leather armor rushed out from behind the breastwork, through the wall. Screaming "ho" and "ho", they ran to the road leading to the foot of the mountain, wielding a variety of weapons and jumping deftly along the rocky mountain road, chasing the enemy at a much faster speed than the Roman hoplites.

Under this blow, the Roman forces were completely crushed.

Gaius watched the fiasco that had taken place right under his nose until the Celtic pursuers were slowly approaching the foot of the hill and ordered the legionary signalmen standing beside him to let the soldiers who remained in the barracks come out and form a phalanx. At this time, the two battalions of Roman soldiers who had taken part in the attack on the fortress saw the Legion's Eagle and the guard of honor of Gaius beside it, and knew that their supreme commander was already on the battlefield, and they wanted to turn back and fight, but they could not stop, because those who fled forward were pushed by those behind, and those behind were pushed by those who were further behind. In the same way, the Celts who pursued from the mountains could not stop, and the narrow mountain road was tightly clamped by the rocks on both sides, and the steep slopes made them descend at an incredible speed, and everyone fell like an avalanche down to the base of the mountain.

It was only when the mountain road became wider and branched out, and the slopes were smoother, that the soldiers of the Twentieth Legion, who had fled, remembered that they had been able to spread their forces and prepare to resist, but the roaring stones were again a target for the Roman soldiers: countless pisos of catapults shook over the heads of the Celts, drawing circles one after another, and the barbarians began to hurl deadly stones at their enemies as if they were a deer in the mountains...... And so, the rout continued.

Gaius thought that at the foot of the mountain, the Romans would stop the defeat, but he did not expect that the situation would still be very bad, and the Celts of this cottage seemed to be sincere to embarrass the supreme commander of Rome in the Danube, and did not stop their pursuit, and from time to time a heavy Roman hoplite was cut off by a light mountain man, and soon his head would be cut off by a Celtic, and then the warrior grabbed the bloody hair and carried it in his hand, Then a group of children following the adults began to excitedly peel the deceased's armor from the corpse.

"The combat quality of these guys is really poor!" Two thick eyebrows locked on Gaius's face, his face became even more gloomy, and when he saw that the defeated army was about to storm the phalanx lined up at the bottom of the mountain, he waved the commander's scepter in his hand in anger and shouted: "Auxiliaries attack!" ”

A group of tall Germans roared out from either side of the Roman phalanx, without the armor of the Roman soldiers, most of them wearing only light tunics, some bare-chested; These strong men, spear in one hand and javelin in the other, rushed forward, long blond hair fluttering behind them, like dazzling little yellow dots moving across the grass and black mud.

The Germanic auxiliaries rushed for a while, and suddenly stopped, only to see a loud roar, and the javelins in their hands were thrown out of the way with all their might, and then the Germans rushed towards the Celts with their short spears.

This dense array of javelins killed dozens of Celts in an instant, and the ferocious charge of the Germans made them panic a little, but when they found that the enemy was still some distance away from them, the Celts calmed down again, and under the command of a leader-like man, they slowly retreated up the hill while attacking the Germans with catapults. (To be continued......)