So Long And Thanks For All The Legions
There was not much time left and Andragathius knew it. The decades he had spent in the desert had withered and aged his body faster than normal. He was not sad though, rather he was relieved.
For him, the role of Emperor had been a burden. He had been an ordinary man put into an extraordinary position. Yet, he had succeeded in some things, if not all.
The Slavic invasion had been stopped and the European borders of the Empire had been secured. From Britannia to Constantinople, a wall of Roman steel guarded every entrance into the provinces. In Eburacum, the capable Attalus Commodus had succeeded Rufinus Victor as governor of the northernmost province. At his disposal was a strong garrison capable of defeating any enemy that came across Hadrian’s Wall.
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The continental provinces themselves were more secure than they had been in two hundred years, thanks to the restoration of the Border Legions. They had been implement exactly as planned.
In Gaul, Legio I Italica guarded the passageways to the Frankish, Alemanii and Saxon lands. Based in Augusta Treverorum, it was commanded by Tertius Atinius, a young nobleman with limitless potential. The Alemanii threat had receded, as the ruling warlord had died without an heir, but the Franks and Saxons were still very active and someone would soon claim Vicus Alemanni as their own.
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In Cisalpine Gaul, Legio II Italica watched the Alpine passes from its home fort east of Mediolanium. Its commander, Ardabarus Mamaea was also young, but had command experience and the expectation of gaining more.
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In Pannonia, Legio VI Claudia Pia Fidelis protected the river crossings and the city of Carnuntum. Aquincum served as its base and the city’s governor, Nepotianus Flavius, also doubled as its commander.
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Finally, in Moesia, Legio V Claudia Pia Fidelis held the Danube from a fort east of Sirmium, vowing that the enemies of Rome would never again cross its waters. Its commander, Syagrius Flavius had been dismissed as governor of Thessalonica. His appointment had been a political one, secured by fellow Nestorian Heraclianus Cipius, know as “the Mad.” The son of Emperor Spurius Cipius may have been passed over for Imperial rule, but he still held sway in the Balkans. It was not a bad choice either, for while Syagrius had proven to be a poor governor, his deficiencies in civic management mattered little on a field of battle.
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Further east, the war in Asia continued, but Rome had achieved great gains there thanks to the efforts of Asterius Flavius, who was known to the masses as Asterius of the Eagles. The Easterners were still a mighty force and much blood would be shed before they finally fell, but Rome had many provinces in Asia now and the Empire could not be dislodged.
Finally, there were the accomplishments of the African Legion, which had been led by Emperor Andragathius himself. The Berbers had been able to mount a serious challenge to the Roman war machine only once. On the march west to Tingi, Andragathius’ force had been assaulted by an equal number of Berbers under the leadership of King Qabus.
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A strong defensive position had been taken and the mass of the enemy charge had broken on the Roman shieldwall.
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When the enemy then hesitated, the lines had opened and the cavalry had spilled forth to ride down all before them.
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It had been a mere formality to Tingi itself, held only by a handful of poorly trained men.
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Andragathius had decreed that with the restoration of this ancient Roman province to the Empire, it would henceforth have the “s” returned to its name. The Berber Tingi was no more, the Roman Tingis had returned. The profits of this conquest began to flow into the Imperial coffers immediately. The trade between Tingis and Corduba alone was in excess of 3,000 denarii per season. To ensure effective governance of this most important trading province, Andragathius had left his own son, aided by the best of the Emperor’s own advisors, in charge of the city. He had then begun the long march east, to Carthage for reinforcements, and from there onwards towards the Eastern enemy.
The journey was uneventful, apart from two minor skirmishes with tiny Berber forces. When Andragathius and the African Legion had finally reached Cyrene, they found that it had rebelled against the Easterners. Diplomats spoke with the leaders of the revolt, but they refused to rejoin the Empire. Force of arms succeeded where words had failed.
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And so it was that Andragathius Flavius found himself in the desert west of Egypt when his body failed him.
“Sire, we should attend to the last of your duties.”
Andragathius opened his eyes and squinted at the man in front of him. One of his oldest advisors, a true friend.
“Are we already done with the rest of it?” The affairs of the realm were being put in order in anticipation of his death. A morbid practice, but one he knew was necessary.
“Yes, Augustus. As we said before, the provinces that had lived so long under pagan rule have finally been brought into the light of God.”
“There were no difficulties?” Augustus knew they had discussed this before, but his memory was fading him and he had to know. He had to know the Empire was secure.
“There were minor revolts in Eburacum and Colonia Agrippina by those who would not convert, Augustus. However, Attalus Commodus was able to quickly regain control of the former…
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…and Legio I Italica put down the revolt in the latter.”
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Andragathius smiled. He was immensely proud of the Border Legions and regarded them as his most important accomplishment. “It is good to see that the Empire is finally secured, from within as well as without.”
“Yes, sire. In fact, you will recall that Legio I Italica was the first of the Legions to perform its duties against the barbarians as well. While still under-strength, they responded to the siege of a border fort by a Saxon army.”
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“Despite being outnumbered and having to cross a ford in the face of a numerically superior enemy with a strong shieldwall, Legio I achieved a glorious victory and demonstrated for all the value of the system.”
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Yes, he had been proud when he had first heard that news. It had worked. The Empire could be secured. Peace could be brought to the provinces.
His aide cleared his throat. “Sire, we still have not dealt with the final duty.”
Andragathius had delayed this moment, but it had to be done. The Empire needed to know who would succeed him. An Empire needed an Emperor. The people needed a leader… but who? There were many choices, but Andragathius knew there could be only one final result. The heir must meet the needs of the Empire. Europe was secure, the realm converted to Christianity, the coffers full. All that remained to be done was to reunite the Roman people under one banner; the Eastern rule must come to an end.
“There is…” his voice caught in his throat. He cleared it, took a deep breath and started again. “There is only one man who can reclaim the Empire. Asterius Flavius.”
“But sire!”
“Quiet, I will have none of that. I know from what blood he is descended. Remember though that I, too, have Flavian blood in me. Do not judge a man by his predecessors; judge him by his own worth. I have heard the rumors of his ambition, but he is a good Roman and he is a great leader of men. Ambition is not wrong if it is put towards just causes and the work of God. His sword arm is strong; we must pray that his head and his heart are too. Besides… the Empire is returning to its previous glory, it should have a ruler, not another steward of the state.”
Augustus Andragathius Flavius breathed a sigh of relief. At last, his work was done.
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Asterius’s story
OK, let’s do this. Are you ready? ‘Cause I really don’t have a lot of time. Where did we leave it last time? Oh, right, I was stuck in Antioch. That fool, Qrestes Quirinus, thought he could cage me, so I busted out. It should have been a good fight too. But it was lame. The jackass deployed within range of the city walls. By the time we got to them, they had been shot to pieces. And you know what? That idiot Quirinus was just stood out in front of his army, like a general on parade. And all the while, his army was obediently dying behind him. That kinda riled me, so I spurred my horse and charged the sorry excuse for a general.
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Sallying out from Antioch, Asterius launches a premature charge on the Eastern Roman General, Orestes Quirinus.
I know what you are thinking - dumb fool thing for a commander to do, charge in before his men were even deployed. Even dumber thing for an Emperor, right? Well, I guess you gotta point there. But come on, what was I supposed to do? They had no fight in them. I had to catch them before they turned tail and fled. Although for a moment there it did get a little hairy…
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ERE units rush to defend their general, endangering the impetuous WRE Emperor
Got him in the end, though.
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Quirinus dies fleeing the Asterius’s bodyguard
So, anyway, with that idiot Quirinus out of the way, the plan was to march south. We were gonna cut the enemy off from the sea. No coastal provinces so no fleets and no trade. Plus we could link up with the boys coming up from Egypt. Olympias Flavius was going to command them. The only man I can really trust not to stab me in the back. He knows it’s all going to be his sooner or later, so why put himself out, huh? You gonna to get his story too? Nah, why bother - the man’s a stiff. And what did he ever do anyway?
Ok, so where were we? Right, I was marching south to Sidon. We met an enemy army that had holed up on a hill, with their left flank anchored by some steep rocks. It was a straight up fight. We manoeuvred onto the hill and then ploughed into them. The Sarmatians worked their way round the enemy’s rear, of course. You gotta love those guys. Tore through the enemy general’s bodyguard like a gladius through a toga.
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As the ERE infantry are engaged, Sarmatian auxiliary cavalry charged into their rear.
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Riding down the ERE general and his bodyguard.
Sidon fell quickly enough. But then we had to race back to relieve Antioch. Now that battle was beautiful. As we marched on the enemy, the garrison came out behind them. I did not expect that. I didn’t order them to come out. And I damn well was not commanding them. But what the heck, it was good to see them. We trapped the enemy between us. Wham!
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Asterius’s army presses down on the enemy - the sallying WRE garrison coming up from behind the enemy is visible on the mini-map
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Asterius’s cavalry herd the enemy into the spears of the sallying garrison
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And Asterius’s own bodyguard slay the second ERE general in a year.
Are you getting all this? Cause you look kinda bored. Look, why don’t you go work on Placus’s story now? Cause he was a real hero, not a loudmouth like me. We can get back to this. Yeah, yeah - it’s been a blast. Now get outta of here - I got an Empire to run.
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Placus Cerealis’s story
The Abbess: We were most fortunate to have had Placus Cerealis. He was an unlikely hero, but a hero nonetheless. It was in the year of our Lord 439. With the Emperor - Placus was his brother-in-law, you know - with the Emperor determined to march south towards Egypt, that left Asia Minor exposed to an Eastern counter-attack. Placus was governor of Sinope when the inevitable happened and the enemy advanced on the city.
The Anchoress: He asked me: “Why me?” I replied “There’s no one else.”
The Abbess: It is true - there were no other generals in the region. So Placus pulled whatever garrison troops could be spared from Caesarea and reinforced the defences of Sinope. But then the enemy turned south and headed for Caesarea.
The Anchoress: A lesser man would have panicked. Placus prayed. And the Lord answered.
The Abbess: He raised two cohorts of veteranii using his own credit. And also recruited some bucellari, Bosphoran spearmen and Sarmatian horse archers. Along with hastily raised local troops, he had soon amassed an army of nearly 1000 men. Then it was time for the enemy general, Castinus Laetus, to panic. Placus’s army moved to relieve Caesarea and together with the garrison sallying forth, crushed the invaders.
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In 439 AD, Placus Cearalis marches to relieve Caesarea.
The Anchoress: Even as he gave thanks for his victory, I told him the Lord had fashioned a mighty blade for him and that it would be a sin not to wield it.
The Abbess: Placus had a choice - to stay, waiting for more enemy incursions and paying a small fortune to maintain his army in the field. Or take the battle to the enemy and push east. He made the brave choice. Within two years, we were at the walls of Kotais. His defeat of an enemy relief force was perhaps his greatest moment.
The Anchoress: The wrath of God was in him that day. As his infantry fought off a flanking maneouvre by first cohorts of the false Emperor, Placus led his own bodyguard alone in pursuit of the enemy in the centre. His small band of true believers single-handedly smashed two rallying enemy cohorts and a troop of equites.
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441 AD, outside Kotais - Placus's greatest victory.
The Abbess: On the flank, enemy first cohorts cut through some of our lower grade infantry. But thanks to Placus’s personal efforts in driving off the enemy centre, the first cohorts were overwhelmed. With the victory, the gates to Kotais were open to us.
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443 AD, Plaucus storms Artaxarta and kills the ERE Caesar
The Anchoress: Placus was now unstoppable. He stormed Artaxarta and slew the false Caesar, Cestinus Laetus. The fallen city erupted in riots, but the fires merely fuelled Placus’s divine fury.
The Abbess: Placus hunted down another false Caesar and then marched on Phraaspa, trapping the imposter Augustus. But in his moment of triumph…
The Anchoress: The Lord called for Placus. He died fighting the false Augustus’ bodyguards in the centre of Phraaspa.
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445 AD, Placus storms Phraaspa but falls to the swords of the Eastern Roman Emperor's bodyguard.
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Placus’s men avenge their fallen general by slaying the enemy Emperor.
The Abbess: Phraaspa was ours - but only in name. Our army numbered only a few hundred and the people were enraged when we tore down the Temple to their false gods.
The Anchoress: But again, the Lord provided.
The Abbess: Jovanius Commodus, who had ridden all the way from Rome to bring a band of chirugeon to the Emperor, was sent to act as governor of Phraaspa. Soon under his leadership, we were able to continue the drive east. The remaining provinces of the Eastern Empire were now succumbing to a three-pronged assault. Commodus in the north, the Emperor in the centre and Olympias Flavius advancing in the south from Egypt. Our victory was inevitable.
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Attalus’s story
What price victory? We are conquerors, the victors. But was it worth it? Ach, don’t listen to me. I’m an old man, all spent now. I’ve had my fill of battle. I saw it first under Romulus Sertorius. What, you don’t know that name? I’m not surprised. You could say he saved the Empire, defeating the Sarmatian horde in Italy and leading to their people becoming loyal citizens of Rome. You might have noticed their auxiliaries play an increasingly large role in our victories? But no, you probably won’t have heard of Sertorius, as no sooner had he saved the Empire, than he was abandoned by it - suspected of disloyalty, he was stripped of his armies and sent away on some minor governorship in Gaul. I should have learnt from that, perhaps.
But no, I was young and the young often do not learn the most important lessons life teaches. I then served under Rufinus Victor. Now there was a fighter - rivalled our great Emperor in his triumphs. So, yes, I had seen enough war. But in the year of our Lord, 445, I felt the call of battle stir within me once more. As Count of the Saxon Shore, I had worked hard to restore loyalty to the Empire in Londinium and Ebacurum. But all the while, the Celts had been massing north of Hadrian’s wall. It was time for a punitive expedition - to smash their field armies, burn down their camps and then return south.
Our first encounter was a slaughter. At the end of the battle, we counted 472 Celts dead for the loss of only four of our men. So we pressed north, besieging the huge Celt city of Dal Raida in the winter. In response, the Celts gathered an army of 1500 men from the countryside and marched to relieve the city. The garrison of 300 sallied out to join them.
The Celtish army was an impressive sight and I confess I was apprehensive. Most of the enemy army was composed of Gallowglass, fierce northern warriors not unlike the Saxons. The Celts were short of cavalry though, sending a troop onto our right to await a moment to charge in from the flank. Such a threat was intolerable, but luckily the cavalry had come far in advance of the main body of enemy infantry. Consequently, our Sarmatians were able to smash the Celtish horse before the battle proper began.
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445 AD outside Dal Raida: as the main Celt line of battle approaches, the Romans neutralise an early threat to their flank.
We had deployed on a hill, with both flanks refused. The Celts strung their relief army out in a long line that threatened a double envelopment.
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The calm before the storm…the Celt relief army approaches
But the Celts were too thinly stretched and their lack of armour told as they struggled up the hill under the hail of first our arrows and then our javelins. Their centre appeared to dissolve under our fire. Their flanks escaped most of the missiles, but crumpled under frontal attacks from our infantry combined with rear charges by our horse.
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Attalus smashes the right of the Celt relief army. Their second line - the garrison - can be seen approaching on their left.
With the relief army falling back in disarray, some of our infantry pursued the retreating enemy down the hill. This was unfortunate, as they ran into the Dal Raida garrison, advancing on our right. For a moment, it was tense, especially when a band of painted giants appeared to support the Celt gallowglass.
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The left of the Celt battle line - fresh troops from the garrison counter-attack the Romans pursuing the relief army.
”The Hounds of Culann”, I believe those painted giants are called. Fortunately, we spotted the threat in advance and our archers concentrated their fire on the giants, with our Sarmatian auxiliaries riding the remnants down in a charge into their rear.
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With the relief army in retreat, the sallying Celt garrison are crushed by the Romans.
The enemy were utterly defeated. The Celts lost 1800 men - we lost only one hundred. We then took the city of Dal Raida and razed it to the ground. Our men slaughtered 19000 unarmed men, women and children. What price victory, huh?
But that was not the worst off it. A few rebellious officers demanded we settle in Dal Raida and Romanise it. The Emperor had strictly forbade such settlements, so I refused. We marched further north and east, hunting down the remaining Celt armies and indeed a large Saxon force. But in my absence, the rebel officers broke away and raised a army of 2300 peasants to claim the town. I returned to besiege the town, not meaning to storm it but merely to pass it by and return south.
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While Attalus hunts down the remaining opposition, a rebellion breaks out in what is left of Dal Raida.
However, when the Imperial Secretariat heard of the rebellion at Dal Raida, they demanded I crush it. I was forbidden to return south before the town had yet again been stormed and put to the sword. The slaughter of fellow Romans sickened me.
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The Roman response is brutal.
I now believe our action was wrong. Upon taking Dal Raida from the Celts we should have occupied it and brought to it the benefits of Roman civilisation. The rebels were right. Our mission is to bring light to the world. Hiding behind walls and frontiers will only ossify us and lead to decay. If the Empire is to endure, it must not be content with historical borders and re-unification. For expressing these doubts, I was stripped of my offices. Like my first general, Romulous Sertorius, I was pensioned off to be governor of some insignificant Gaulish province. So be it. But I notice now that the Emperor’s legions are claiming the land of the Allemanni, the Franks, the Saxons and the Lombards. The old frontier has been crossed; the rules of the game broken. Who knows what the future will bring?
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A Priest’s story
Something was not quite right, the scribe thought uneasily. Attalus’s account of the bloody massacres at Dal Raida had made that obvious. Attalus - a hero of the Empire - was clearly a broken man, wracked with self-doubt. So this was the inevitable outcome of the Pelegian heresies Attalus subscribed too - that so-called “free will”. How could the fool believe man was born without sin, after the horrors performed by his own hand? The insufferable self-righteousness of Placus Cerealis’s companions was no better. The Abbess and the Anchoress believed themselves to be superior to the mainstream Church hierarchy. They looked to the reckless Placus to be a matyr and inspiration for their own camp, the Donatists. The scribe feared that the taint of heresy had even spread to the Emperor. Had Asterius not broken with his destiny by ordering his men across the Rhine-Danube frontier? His free-thinking was endangering the Empire and, at best, would lead him - as it had done Attalus - to terrible and pointless blood-letting.
On reflection, it had all started to go wrong with the depletion of the border legions, the scribe decided. Andragathius had bequeathed to the Empire a network of border forts, backed by mighty, full-strength field armies. However, Asterius had not been able to resist plundering these resources to fuel his conquests in the East. He had sent Legio I Italia to storm Kydonia in 439 AD, replacing it with half of Legio II Italia. Likewise, Legio VI Claudia Pia Fidelus had landed outside Salamis a year later, with its senior sister legion taking over its border duties. This weakening of the border defences had encouraged various barbarians to declare war on the Empire, beginning with the Franks. Their assaults on the border forts had been half-hearted and typically ended prematurely, but their siege of Austaga Vindelicorum in 441 AD had stung Asterius into action. Legio II Italia, its bases divided between Gaul and Cisalpine Gaul, had been mobilised to respond.
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The spark for the expansion of the Empire in the West: the Franks siege Augusta Vindelicorum.
The scribe looked down at the Cardinal’s testimony again. The Cardinal, an old mentor of the scribe, had sent him journals from a priest, Father Amelius, who had travelled with the army in their expedition against the Franks. The scribe read it carefully:
”Winter, Year of Our Lord 441: We march to the relief of our fort outside Augusta Treverorum. The Frankish cavalry impetuously try to attack over the Rhine, but we drive them across and then confront their infantry. For a time, their shieldwall holds back our legionnaires, but eventually our superior numbers tell. Nonetheless, it is a bloody victory - we lose 85 men; they lose 400.”
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Tertius Atinius leads half of Legio II Italia to drive off Franks besieging a border fort.
The scribe studied the details provided by the Father Amelius on the strength of Legio I Italia. Only four cohorts of first line troops - their numbers made up by limitanei and assorted auxilia. How far had the Legion fallen from its from its glory days under Andragathius?
In 43 AD, the Lombards had declared war, so that the entire European frontier, from the Rhine to the Danube was now under-attack. A year later, in a momentous decision, Asterius broke the rules long set down for the limits of the Empire. He authorised his border legions to take the fight to the barbarians, crossing the frontier and occupying their border provinces. As justification, he cited the writings of a historian called Tiberius. Tiberius was a scholarly monk locked away in some remote Abbey, but his work highlighted the Dacian conquests of Trajan and also revealed that Campus Frisii had once been occupied by Rome. Asterius had used these findings as an excuse to order the annexation of the entire swathe of territory on the far side of the Rhine-Danube border, running from Dacia to Campus Frisii.
The scribe turned to a later entry in Amelius’s journal:
”Winter, Year of Our Lord 445: a terrible earthquake has struck the heart of Rome. At the same time, we hear that General Gundobad has stormed Vicus Alemanni. I know the Church warns us against superstition, but I cannot help but think that the two events are connected. Is the earthquake a warning against our new policy of expanding the frontier? What further calamities await us?”
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A divine warning?
The scribe skipped further down the journal:
”Winter, Year of Our Lord 441: And so I too must pay the price for our reckless expansionism. They are now all gone - my dear, brave brothers. Slaughtered outside Vicus Franki, the capital of the Franks. Only Father Silvias and I survived the battle. What arrogance! What impetuosity! Our general, Tertius Atinius, was besieging the capital when a large Frankish army marched to its relief. We were outnumbered 2:1.
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Legio II Italia awaits the combined assault of the Frankish garrison of Vicus Franki and a large relief force
Our men fought bravely, but were poorly led. We drove off the first wave of the barbarians, but then discipline broke down. The cohort on our left flank was allowed to pursue the retreating enemy and was engulfed by the second wave of barbarians sallying out from their capital.
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Legio II Italia holds the relief force off, but the enemy garrison to its left has not yet been committed to the battle.
Great gaps appeared in our line and the enemy poured through. My brothers and I watched from amongst the archers in mounting horror, as the enemy surrounded our cohorts and broke through our lines. Then we saw the Frankish heir himself ride towards us. The archers scattered and ran, but Father Marcus was fearless and ordered us to stand our ground. He was the first to be cut down by the Frankish horse. Only the swift intervention of our own cavalry saved Father Silvias and I.”
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The Franks cause havoc in the rear of the Roman lines.
”We marched onto the field with 1050 men - we left with 600. The Franks were even harder hit - entering with 2600 and leaving with less than 300. It was a heroic victory but their capital was not to fall for another year.”
The scribe shuffled uncomfortably in his seat. Was he wasting his time? How could he use this material in his history of the Empire? What chance was there that Asterius would allow the doubts of Attalus and Father Amelius to overshadow the tales of Roman triumphs in the East and against the Lombards in Dacia? Still, he could not stop reading:
”Summer, Year of Our Lord 448: a great flood strikes Rome. The Legion is now marching north into Saxon lands. I am to remain with Brother Silvias, ministering to the garrison in Vicus Franki. I am no longer in any doubt. We are over-reaching ourselves and God is punishing us for our rapaciousness.”
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A second warning from the heavens?
Two years later, Father Amelius’s journal came to an abrupt end. The scribe turned to the postscript, penned by his mentor, the Cardinal:
”Summer, Year of Our Lord 450: General Honorianus informed me that his relief force arrived too late at Vicus Franki. The Franks besieging the city had already launched a devastating assault.”
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The Franks attempt to reclaim their capitol.
”The garrison commander, Sextus Varus, defended the city heroically. The enemy ram was set on fire. Sextus personally led his bodyguard and auxiliary cavalry to rout the enemy outside the walls.”
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Sextus Varus leads his cavalry, repeatedly smashing Frankish troops outside of Vicus Franki
”But it was too late. The enemy had scaled the walls in force and drove our men from them. Sextus was forced to return to the city by a side entrance gate and mount a last ditch defence of the forum. By the grace of our Lord, he was successful. But it was too late for Father Amelius and Father Silias. Survivors inform me they died bravely at the main city gates, trying to keep them open for the return of Sextus and his cavalry.
In other sad news, I learn that Tertius Atinius was killed by a godless Saxon mob in Campus Frisii. The city is still under our control, but the heathens have no loyalty to Rome and only Legio II Italia’s presence maintains order.”
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Asterius’s story, Part II
“So, you thought you could mess with me, you little worm!” Asterius shoved the terrified scribe against the wall.
“”We are over-reaching ourselves and God is punishing us for our rapaciousness.”” Earthquakes and floods. Where do you get such sanctimonious tripe?! Do you really think God spends his time fooling round with our weather, like a kid kicking down an anthill? You say you are a Christian, but your God is like those fool gods of our ancestors, who delight in tormenting mortals. And if God did want to muck about with our lives, why on earth would he want to stop us? Every conquest we have made, west or east, we have torn down pagan temples and built churches. My men have been through fire to re-unify this Empire and to spread our faith!”
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A depleted Asia legion assaults Philadelphaea - with only one siege tower reaching the walls, it is a close run thing.
“I marched my men from Antioch to Jerusalem; from Philadelphaea to Hatra; from Ctesiphon to Arsakia. For Christ's sake, I even made some of the poor SOBs ride camels. Have you any idea what one of those things smells like? Do you? But the horses - they hate it even more than we do, so they have their uses”
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Asterius trains kataphract camels to assist against the heavy Eastern horse.
“Well, I guess it’s better than being charged by an army of them. We faced five squadrons of the beasts outside Ctesiphon. Apparently, Galenus Treboruanus liked ‘em even more than I did.”
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The moment of decision at the battle of Ctesiphon, 446 AD. Surrounded on three sides, the flank of the Western army endures while the first cohort rushes to relieve them.
“Galenus Treboruanus. Are you making a note of that name? Oh, I’m sorry - seeing as how I am pinning you against this here wall, I guess it’s rather hard to take notes, huh? Well old Galenus, he was one of the last Eastern Emperors. I reckon you’d have known that, being a scribe and all. But heck, I kept smacking those Eastern Emperors down so hard, I can see as how you would lose track.”
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Asterius leads his bodyguard into hand-to-hand combat with the Eastern Emperor Galenus Treboruanus.
“Yeah, I reckon I was wiping out them old Eastern Emperors just as fast as they could elect them. The last I saw was… awh heck, who cares who he was? He’s just a stiff in Arsakia now”
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Asterius storms Arsaka in 448 AD. The last Eastern settlement, Dumatha, will fall without a fight three years later, after a prolonged siege by the Caesar, Olympias Flavius.
“All you need care about is that I did it. I re-united the Empire! All your self-doubt and blathering can’t change that. Now you listen up and you listen good. You are going to write the most glowing account on this godforsaken earth of my victories. You are going to be praised as the greatest historian in this land. You are going to bathe in the reflected glory from my achievements. And you are absolutely, positively, definitely, never ever going to bother me again. Have you got that? Are we clear on that? Now get out of my sight and never come back!”
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