With the south gate fell, the two legions which had been stationed and in standby position quickly moved as they rapidly charged into the opening. In a matter of minutes, the situation in the south gate could only be described as one word: chaos.
Thrax, who ca together with his best gladiators, imdiately fell into rage as he saw the broken and collapsed walls scattered around the area.
"Julian!! Where are you!!" A thundering and ear-piercing shout sounded through the air as Thrax shouted with all his might. His shout was so loud that all the Romans and rebels alike stopped their fighting and turned their heads at him.
As the legendary Spartacus joined into the fray and started killing the Romans left and right, the precarious situation that the rebels found themselves in gradually ca under control. The Roman legionnaires who saw how ferocious and brutal Thrax was subconsciously took a step back, as they feared getting torn apart by the beast-like figure.
"JULIAN!!" shouted Thrax once again, this ti even louder. One could see the people around Thrax stumbling and losing their balance for a mont due to how loud the scream was.
He deeply understood and knew that the most dangerous factor in this battle was not the thousand legionnaires before him. Instead, it was just one man, whose na he shouted over and over. One of the elite class acolytes of Magic Academy and his best friends, Julian.
But although Thrax had rcilessly killed dozens of Romans using his spear, Julian was still nowhere to be seen. He didn't even catch the glimpse of the latter's figure amidst the battlefield, which either ant he wasn't here or he was still patient.
Thrax was about to shout again but quickly stopped himself when he noticed one of the gladiators was rushing to him.
"Spartacus! The wall on the East was also crumbling! The enemy has co charging in! What's your order?"
"Urrggg!!" Thrax growled in exasperation as he finally realized what Julian's plan actually was.
It was clear that Julian didn't want to clash head on with him, as he opted to walk around the walls and destroy them one by one as the other area was engulfed by the chaos subsequent to the walls collapsing. Thrax was extrely angry by the fact that the Roman refused to face him directly like a true warrior.
Therefore, he imdiately decided to bring his gladiators to the east and confronted that bastard friend of his. Alas, it seed fate was playing a joke with him as Thrax could see another of his n coming at him with a flustered look on his face.
"Spartacus! The Sicilians are trying to burn down our grains!"
"Those damn pirates!!" Thrax's annoyance, which had grown so big because of Julian's actions, grew even more and was about to explode. He was torn between the options of putting a stop to Julian's plan and saving the things that fed his tens of thousand n. After contemplating about the matter for a while, Thrax eventually decided to chase after the Sicilians.
In minutes, Thrax and his gladiators had put a stop on the pirates' atrocious acts of plundering. But by then, the Romans already made their way into the city through the broken walls. It was at this mont that Thrax realized that the battle was at its climax.
Crixus, Thrax's best gladiator and right-hand man, looked ready to charge ahead, head on blazing into the battlefield. However, he was quickly stopped by Thrax as he was hesitating. His thoughts travelled to the ten thousand rebels, those who were weak and could not protect themself.
If Thrax insisted they fight against the Romans, and in the end they sohow won the battle, he knew that win would be a pyrrhic one. Looking at the scorching flas and chaos happening around them, Thrax eventually made a decision.
"Grab the grains! We are retreating to the north!!" said Thrax as his gladiators began relaying the other rebels of his order.
Naturally, Thrax and the remaining gladiators who didn't go also made their way to the north as they needed to make sure the path was clear for their n to pass through.
As they headed north, Thrax could see the rows of Roman legionnaires before him, blocking the path to his objective. Though the other side greatly outnumbered his side, Thrax seed to think nothing of them as he rapidly approached them like a wild animal.
[Immortal Gate - Stage 4]
[Battle power 78 (63)]
Layers of fla-like energy appeared on Thrax's body as the battle art technique enhanced his battle power. A few distance away from crashing onto the Roman legionnaires, Thrax brought the hand holding his spear back before thrusting it towards the enemies before him.
The air seed to co into a standstill for a mont before a thunderous gale materialized and slamd onto the Roman legionnaires. The one unlucky legionnaire who received Thrax's attack head on as well as those behind him were thoroughly ripped apart, while those around him were blown away by the belligerent gale.
Thrax's figure collided with the Roman legionnaires straightforwardly, while the other gladiators also began opening their own battlefield. Most of them were fighting together, forming a group of two or three. However, there were also exceptions who charged ahead and fought the Romans alone.
In the anti, Thrax was seen brandishing his spear around and killing the Roman legionnaires; slashing, stabbing, and striking everyone who was unlucky enough to be chosen by him.
However, the Romans also didn't stay idly and watch their brethrens brutally slaughtered like pigs. As it was clear they wouldn't be able to stop Thrax with direct confrontation, they opted to sacrifice so of them and lure him into their formation before eventually cutting his path of escape.
And unexpectedly, their strategy ca into fruition as Thrax found himself surrounded by nothing but Romans in every direction. Knowing that the mont had co, the Roman legionnaires rapidly closed into Thrax with the intent of burying him in this place.
However, Thrax wouldn't receive his title as the Spartacus if this much was enough to bring him down.
[Mighty Swing]
Lustrous glimr of lights enveloped Thrax's spear as the battle art took effect. Thrax swung his spear at the Roman legionnaires and the latter's formation was imdiately destroyed into pieces. Another dozen of fully-grown fully-armored n were flung away like a bunch of bottles being blown by a storm.
Then, when Thrax was about to send another attack of the previous magnitude, the spear in his hand shattered apart. It seed the previous attack was too much for it to bear.
Even though he lost his weapon, Thrax didn't look flustered. He dashed at the closest legionnaires, snatched their javelins, and began using [Spear Throw] - instantly creating several human skewers with them.
As Thrax wreaked havoc among the Romans and attracted most of their attention, his gladiators also didn't remain still as they caused chaos and carnage in their respective areas.
In the end, the Roman legionnaires stationed on the north were broken through by Thrax's group and the rebels successfully escaped the city.
---
On the other side of the city, Julian was seen commanding the legionnaires under him. He was finally able to take the city from the rebels' control thanks to his ingenious tactic, but he didn't manage to capture the legendary leader of the rebels, the one known as the Spartacus.
Marcus Crassus was elated when he heard the first part of the report, but not so much when the latter part was relayed to him. This accomplishnt of retaking Sinuessa City should bring an endless amount of pride, but the news of Spartacus managing to escape brought sour taste to the esteed magister.
Even though he failed accomplishing the task Marcus Crassus gave to him, Julian's achievent of successfully retaking the city in the span of a few hours and very minimal casualties was still sothing that should be praised upon. This accomplishnt also sohow washed away the Romans' sha of losing one of their cities to bunches of slaves.
In the commander's tent, Marcus Crassus was seen sitting with a piece of parchnt in his hand.
"You have done a great job, Julian. However, it's unfortunate that you didn't manage to finish the rebels completely." said Marcus while writing on the parchnt.
Julian was extrely calm when he heard his superior's words. One could clearly see the serene gaze existing in his eyes.
"With all my respects, magister. If you are willing to give a few more days, I actually have sothing prepared already."
Julian's words managed to make the magister shift his attention away from the parchnt and looked at him. Looking at the calm yet confident look on Julian's face, his smile crept onto Marcus Crassus' face.
"Now, that's the Julian I know."
----------------------------------
Written and Directed by Avans, Published by W.e.b.n.o.v.e.l,
User Comments
0 comments from readers