Augustus Road

"Except for clerks, there is no business that is not supervised" - Ancient Egyptian proverb

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

Dusunville's expression was extremely confused, because Antony's words to him were spoken in Greek, which clearly meant that Antony was going to kill first and report later. But after Antony finished speaking, he did not continue, but jumped off his horse and asked the military slaves to send the horses of the attached cavalry brigade to the ship first.

On the other side of the Nile River, Archelaus, with a solemn face, led two or three hundred Hormachi soldiers, lined up in a square formation, holding flags, standing alone and helpless on an empty land. The drizzle was still falling. When Cassius's fleet approached the shore, the sailors on the side of the ship shouted and threw javelins and slings at the shore. Beside Archelaus on horseback, loyal followers kept falling down, and people kept running away.

"What a humble formation, and what a proud king, Archelaus, although he is destined to be a loser, I still admire him. Dusunville, the commander-in-chief, give me the order in front of the military tribune, and immediately launch an assault on the enemy's rear camp after landing!" The Roman cavalrymen led their horses down from the ship one after another, and began to form a formation under the instructions of the flags. Antony looked back at the ship carrying the infantry brigade that continued to sail here, and said nervously. In addition, the last order was in standard Latin, which Dusunville and most of the Vipicinus cavalry could understand.

Since it was the order of the military tribune, what else could be said? The chief lieutenant's command was at the legion level. The military tribune was at the brigade level (but it was not fixed. Some were just honorary titles). So at this moment, Antony was the highest officer here, so Dusunville raised the flag of King Numa in front of all the soldiers, and then put it flat. More than 800 cavalrymen shouted in unison, their horses' hooves flying in the mud, holding javelins and swords, ignoring the remaining Hormasi troops deployed in the front, and ran directly to the enemy camp according to Antony's instructions.

Archelaus looked at the Roman cavalry passing by like a shuttle, sighed, turned his horse's head, and also galloped towards the target of the enemy cavalry, and the soldiers he left behind looked at each other for a while, and then really scattered.

This was the tragic end of the Hormasi Legion. It almost didn't fight against Lepidus' army head-on, and it collapsed on its own. This was the legacy of the Ptolemaic royal family's way of governing the army for a long time. The guards were stationed in the Hormasi camp for a long time and were treated very well. However, the discipline was gradually corrupted, and most officers and soldiers did not like to practice. They were confident that there was nothing to do in Egypt except to quell the low-intensity rebellion of the indigenous people. Even on the battlefield, they were confident that the exquisite armor and shining weapons on their bodies were enough to scare the enemy and help them win.

But when they heard that Pelusium was captured by a Roman pheasant army that came out of nowhere, and they really needed to join the real battlefield and fight the Roman army, these Macedonian descendants completely forgot the proud blood of their ancestors. They began to fear, and the officers began to find various reasons to avoid fighting, and even secretly contacted Lepidus's restoration army-Benenikhi and Archelaus lost control of the army, which was also the root cause of the Egyptian female pharaoh's despair and asked her husband to stab him to death.

When Archelaus arrived at the camp alone, he found that hundreds of Roman cavalry had dismounted. Except for a centurion holding a flag and guarding the wooden gate, probably to prevent friendly troops from looting, the rest of the people were frantically looting his camp. The most eye-catching thing was the "Pharaoh's Golden Chariot" placed in front of the commander's tent. A dozen Romans slashed and stabbed it with short swords to grab gems and gold nuggets. Archelaus roared, rode forward with his sword raised, and frightened the centurion on guard outside to mount their horses and also wield their swords to fight. In this way, Archelaus tried to charge into the camp again and again, but was forced out of the circle again and again, which made him exhausted and extremely annoyed. He shouted and asked the highest commander of the Roman cavalry to come out and give him an honorable death.

"Tell him to wait, tell him to wait, I will go out to fight right away." Antony in the tent was struggling to grab the gorgeous necklace and offerings on the statue of Serapis with the soldiers. When he heard the messenger's description of Archelaus's situation, he was so perfunctory. At this moment, Polo, the soldier who had received the gold of bravery, suddenly shouted "Damn it". Everyone's eyes were cast towards him. It was discovered that Polo rushed into the curtain and was about to look for the pharaoh's more precious jewelry. He found the headless body of Beneneki, wrapped in silk, sitting on a chair after incense. Some Roman soldiers hesitated for a moment, and then swarmed up and chopped the pharaoh's body into pieces with swords to make it easier to strip the wealth on the body.

Outside, Archelaus howled like a stray dog. No one gave him a decent fight, and no one used bows and spears to kill him cleanly. He could only pull the reins back and forth, rush forward, and then retreat. Soon he heard the noise behind him. A group of black soldiers with the flag of Ammon's goat head, without any armor on their bodies, marching barefoot like a strong wind, rushing towards the camp. This should be the second echelon of the Romans, and there was no mercy in the eyes of these people. It should be an army composed of traitors, used to deal with me.

No, I can't die in the hands of these black people. Self-respect is not allowed. Archelaus hesitated for a moment, then began to lower his body, and stepped through the gap between the Vipicinas and the Medje guards. Escape toward a dense forest on the west side of the camp.

But Arp, who was walking at the front, spotted the general, and he blew it sharply with the bone whistle hanging around his neck. Then all the Medici people quickly followed him and launched a fierce attack on Archelaus. pursuit.

Hunting spears kept falling behind Archelaus' horse. He ran along the dense forest in a panic, but the horse's hoof tripped on a tree root and violently knocked Archelaus off the horse. He stood up with his nostrils and The corners of his eyes were full of blood. He stumbled forward, touched a big tree, and then leaned against the tree trunk while panting. In the bloody field of vision, the figure of the black soldier kept flashing. In an instant, he understood that the thing he was most worried about was still It happened: I was going to die in the hands of these despicable Nubian soldiers in the end, "But my wife Beneniki, your beautiful head, has been buried by me in a place that no one will know, so - See you in Hades."

After saying that, a bow and arrow sank into the tree beside his ear, and then the second and third arrows shot into his shoulder and lower abdomen respectively. He hunched over in pain. He really didn't like this kind of being. What a frustrating way to die when someone is a target!

But the Medejie people still formed a half-circle, scrambling to shoot the arrow feathers in their hands at the tree... (To be continued...)