The Po Valley Campaign
Part one: Bononia
The Roman army spent three months quartered in Tarentum, helping keep order as the new regime was ushered in. The barracks the Greek defenders had occupied was too small to hold an entire legion so many of the men had to find their own living quarters. Drusus' men stayed in the shack they had taken over, the old women hadn't come back, she probably knew she would have been executed for harbouring the traitor from Reghium. A few weeks into the occupation news came that Legio II had stormed and taken Rhegium, bringing the whole of southern Italia under Roman dominance.
The Greek armoury was looted and many Roman soldiers equipped themselves with superior arms and armour, Rufus Florens looted an ornate breastplate and spent days polishing it in mockery of Camillus. Papius Dio took a long sarissa spear much to the amusement of Camillus, "You're going to stand out with that aren't you? Hundreds of Hastati with our shortsword and one long spear sticking out!" "Very droll," replied Dio, "I'm not going to fight with it, it would look good hung on a wall at home."
They marched north and met up with Legio II returning from Rhegium, the armies camped and over the next two weeks disbanded as the citizens returned to Rome and the allies to their own cities. For the next two years Drusus' requested the same men for his conturbenium, they were attached to Legio I in southern Italy and saw little action as the newly pacified cities of the region seemed content to have the illusion of indepence. Legio II was stationed in the north, south of the Po valley with it's large Celtic population, and constant raiding of the farms and villages of the region meant they were constantly on the move, chasing down small bands of bandits. Grain shipments to Rome were affected and there were public demonstrations at the lack of food, the Senate decided to act and in early 268 the decision was taken to send both legions north to bring the Celtic raiders under control.
The first target was the village of Bononia, the home of the tribe behind most of the raiding. It was a small insignificant village in comparison to Roman cities, it could, however, be used as a base to project Roman power in the region. The two legion army marched north quickly and reached the village in less than a week, the enemy had assembled a large force. Defeating this would be a real show of Roman strength, and the Celts would be unable to recover from such a defeat, the region would fall under Roman dominion.
As at Tarentum the Roman army swung right within sight of the settlement and moved into position, from his position on the right flank Drusus could see little. The skirmishers at the front of the army obscured most of his view, all he could see the dust from the Celtic cavalry as they moved into position.
There was a loud cheer from the left, and Drusus looked to see a group of Celts approach the left flank. He could see nothing of the actual fighting. Cornelius Nervi, who had taken Tullius' place, asked what was happening. "We're in a batttle." replied Drusus. "You'll know soon enough." advised Dio.
Then from the right they heard the galloping of cavalry as they joined the main Celtic army. "Not quite like Tarentum, eh sir?" "No," replied the decanus. "At Beneventum I stood listening to men die for three hours before I actually joined the fighting, just remember don't move until you hear the order."
More cheers from the left, a volley of pila over the head of the skirmishers. Clash of metal, cheers, screams and incoherent yells. Some of the men shifted nervously, not knowing what was happening was much more frightening than having a thousand naked Celts running at you. "Hold steady!" called the centurion.
Suddenly the skirmishers started to run past the Hastati. "Hold position!" called the centurion. "What's happening sir?" asked Levinius, "Have we lost?" "No, they're out of javelins. You don't expect them to fight with their bare hands do you?" "Oh, right." replied Levinius, embarassed by his obvious fear. As the skirmishers retreated the Hastati found themselves at the front of the battle line. Suddenly it was all very real that they were in a fight.
On the left there was more activity as heavily armoured Celtic cavalry galloped to attack the flank. Roman heavy cavalry moved forward to meet them. "Idiots," said Drusus, "allowing themselves to become isolated like that."
"Hastati, release pilum!" came the cry. Drusus men were closest to the Celtic cavalry and turned the throw their spears into the back of the heavy horsemen. The main battle, to the right of their position was getting more heated by the minute.
"Hastati, face forward!" came the call. Drusus and his men moved away from the cavalry fight to face forward. Just in time as a group of light cavalry charged into the Hastati.
The cavalry were isolated man by man and pulled from their horse and killed. It had been suicidal for light cavalry to charge the Roman lines unassisted. The Celtic infantry then moved forward to attack the Roman lines. "Hastati, look left!" came the call. "Release pilum!"
"Move forward!"
Drusus and his men thrust themselves into the thick of the battle, the naked Gaesatae were their target and the Hastati charged them with reckless abandon. More than one of the Celts fought back with pila lodged into their bodies, giving Drusus a vivid flashback to Tullius trying to remove a javelin from his neck.
The fighting went on for what seemed like hours, before the Celtic left and centre collapsed. The Roman army then enveloped the Gaesatae attacking the right flank and they were cut down from all sides. Some tried to flee but there was no escape. Few of the Celtic army escaped to tell the tale of what happened to those who defied Roman order.
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