Romaioi Barbaroi-An ahistorical Romani AAR

[Vasiliyi]

I only said that cuz of the map, not for advice.

oh ok. gotcha.

[Vasiliyi]

oh sorry for double post. I was on my g1 and it said that it didn't work or something like that.

[Vasiliyi]

Placement of Romes Legions

Legio I - Consul is Lucius Aurelius Cotta


Legio Appollios -Consul is Appollios


Legio III -Consul is Caius Sergius Equilinius


Legio IV- Consul is Numerius Aurelius Cotta


Legio V-Consul is Marcus Atilius Serranus

[Vasiliyi]

Chapter 16

Julius walked into the palace chamber with many documents for Apollios to sign. Construction passes, plotting estates, increasing taxes and so much more. A lot has happened since he left Rome. His father was a senator, who was badly wounded in a battle. Since that point, his father ensured that his son would pursue a less dangerous career. Which is what Julius did.

Being a scribe for a legion, Julius looked over a lot of important documents. He wrote many letters to loved ones at home for the legionaries which made him quite popular amongst the standing core of men.

Lately though, he has been really busy after the capture of Arse. Apollios almost went mad with restorations of the city. Much of the Gold that needed to be sent to Rome was used for repairs and building of new structures. He sat and talked to Apollos for a very long time listening to all the great plans Apollos had for the city. After capturing the city, he ordered the immediate cleanup of it. It was as if he wanted to Rival with Rome.

It was true, Apollios was acting very strange after the capture of this city. He went to great lengths with building this city. He spent a lot of his acquired wealth on it when he should have sent it to Rome. In the past year of being in the city he built sewers

Proper Roads

A larger port

A school

and made some lavish improvements on his own palace.



Julius was also a bit worried about his actions toward the army. They had to stand in rank every morning and swear loyalty to Appollios. Appollios watched on the walls of the city as the army marched out and stood at the walls. Julius didn't have to stand in rank but he did have to look up at him. Those were the new rules. What appalled him even more was the fact that the men didn't care. They were fine with all these little things they did, so long as they could keep all the Gold that they looted from the natives.

Julius walked over to Appollios who was reading some sort of text. He put his fist to his chest and spoke.
"Appollios, I have documents for you to sign."
"A yes, of course. Leave them on here and ill get to them when the time is right." Appollios said without looking up.

"Yes lord." Julius took a few steps back, still facing him then turned around and walked out.
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In his tent outside of the city, he had received many worrisome letters from home. Apparently, grants of land were being given to wealthy land owners. The problem was that the land that was being given was being taken from the legionaries families whose sons and fathers were away fighting. There was an extreme shortage of grain the last few years because the men were away fighting. Now the worried families were writing to their loved ones telling them that they were being forced to work on their own land by richer men. Many of them moved to larger cities like Capua or Rome. He feared giving these letters to the men, but he couldn't keep telling them that their was no mail.

More worrisome was letters from the senate which demanded that he not take any more land. They had cleared the land of the pirates and trade was back to normal. They also demanded gold from the taxes that he was receiving, with the threat that if they didn't receive gold they would stop all shipments of supplies, grain and men. Julius knew there wouldn't be gold to send for another 6 months, maybe a year, and that Appollios was apparently planning another campaign, this time onto Mastia. Rumor was that they were the ones who payed the pirates to attack our ships.


Julius didn't feel well that night and stole some wine from the messhall. He drank it all and fell asleep drunk.

[the man with no name]

Good update man.

[Vasiliyi]

thanks, i must admit im quite excited about writing about appolios. i have alot planned for him.

[Maion Maroneios]

Keep it going mate!

Maion

[satalexton]

my command on greek is terrible, what's roman republic in greek? Barbaropolis republika?

[Maion Maroneios]

my command on greek is terrible, what's roman republic in greek? Barbaropolis republika?

Demokratia Romai..., eh sorry Barbaron.

Maion

[Vasiliyi]

Thank you for commenting my roman-hating fans. I would like to let you know that there will be plenty of roman killing in the near future. A lot. thank you for reading.

[the man with no name]

oh sorry for double post. I was on my g1 and it said that it didn't work or something like that.

It's your thread dude. You can do anything you like with it for example you did a penta-post. And why'd you say "oh ok gotcha" twice? G1?

[Vasiliyi]

Chapter 17

Lucius was wearing civilian cloths for the first time in many years. Usually he was clad with his armor and equipped to the teeth to fight his enemy, but after a year of sitting in a fort outside of Rome, he decided to put on a toga on his last night in the city. Tomorrow he would be leaving across the Adriatic to meet his foes once more.

He walked up the stairs to the Governors house, where he planned to say good-bye and swear loyalty to Rome once more. It was dark already, almost too late to be visiting the governor, but he wanted to leave a good note before heading off. He passed two guards and almost entered the great hall when he heard screaming of some sort. He immediately grabbed for his gladius but he realized it wasn't there.
He cursed himself a thousand times for not wearing his regular attired. He crouched and grabbed his puggio from his ankle, where he kept it strapped there.

"Your a fool Aulus! Your plans don't work! How are we supposed to trust you now!?" Someone was yelling.

"My dear friends, do not lack faith in me. No real harm has been done yet. All of our plans have yet to come to reality, this is true, but this is fixable." Aulus said as calmly as he could.

Lucius listened intently to the conversation. He realized that there must have been at least a dozen men in the hall, not including Aulus. They were all upset, but he couldn't figure out why. After a few minutes of eavesdropping, Lucius nearly fell down after what he heard.

"Aulus, your plan to kill Lucius failed, Sextus is now a renegade, We are loosing wealth on both wars and really, nothing has been accomplished. HOW do you plan to fix this." Some one said.

Lucius was stunned. So it was Aulus who had done all of this! That man deserved to die! And what of Sextus becoming a Renegade? What has he done wrong?

"My son, Julius, serves under Sextus as a scribe. He writes to me, telling me that he has gone mad! He thinks hes a god! He has sacrifices for himself, and has the army swear loyalty only to him! On top of that he uses all of the Gold that he receives to restore the city of Arse. He already erected a golden statue of himself instead of Appollos which was in the temple there. We need to relieve him of his position." Another man said with urgency.

"Yes, that is indeed strange. My spies have also reported this to me. I will speak to the senate tomorrow about him. He will lose his position and be sent to Rome, where we can easily take care of him." Aulus replied. He paused for a moment, and then continued. "I hope all of you are enjoying the newly acquired lands that you own. Creating this new act, will not only increase the supply of grain to the peninsula but also put a lot more gold into your pockets."



"Its about the only good thing you have done for us Aulus, lets try to get the rest fixed as well. Im going home, its late." Someone said.

Lucius heard shuffling in the room and quickly hid behind a statue. He watched as the men left the hall. He couldn't see their faces because it was too dark and they had their backs to him. He felt his heart racing. Soon all of them were gone. He waited in the silence for a bit. Then he got out of his hiding spot, put his puggio back and knocked on the door to the hall.

He entered it, and saw Aulus sitting in a chair sipping wine and reading some document. He looked up at Lucius, and it was as if he was excited to speak to him. As if nothing had just happened.

"Come in Lucius. Sit down, have some wine. What can I do for you?" He said calmly smiling.

Lucius was stunned for a moment, but then came in. He walked over to Aulus and sat down. He took the cup of wine Aulus had poured for him and took a long drink.

"I have came for my blessing Aulus, and to swear loyalty to Rome." Lucius said. He nearly pulled out his puggio and gutted the coward in front of him, but instead did nothing.

"You have my blessing, Lucius. You know that. As to your loyalty, I have no doubt in my mind that you wont serve Rome to the best of your abilities. You are a great General, and will have many victories." Aulus was speaking so calmly and normally that it made Lucius's stomach sick.

"That was all i came for. Good night Aulus." Lucius turned around and walked out of the hall.

"Have a safe trip Lucius, Roma Invicta!"

[Vasiliyi]

Chapter 18

The men were lined up, ready and eager for battle. So much training has been put into each man. Their first six months in the army they marched countless miles, and learned to obey every order with complete satisfactory. They fought mock battles with wicker shields and wooden swords twice the weight of their own gladius. They had so many bruises and cuts and trauma. All for this. To be the most disciplined warriors on this earth. And it didn't get easier. Appollios made sure of that. Every man had to train twice as long every day, and march twice the distance and obey the orders twice as fast. He wanted an extremely ready and obedient legion. He didn't want them to seek glory or fame. He wanted them to fight like a machine. To run smoothly like a well trained animal.

And that is what he has done. In the past year, after taking Arse, Appollios trained his men even more rigidly. He made them be tougher. He knew he would need the toughest men on earth. To be able to withstand anything. Even Rome itself. After getting the letter to return to Rome, Appollios immediatly set out to take mastia. There was no waiting. He would no longer take orders from Rome. He no longer took orders from anyone. He was Appollo. Divine. He could do whatever he wished. And that was why he was here.

He was on a clearing near mastia. 2 carthaginian armies approached him. But he had little to fear. He watched in silence as they neared him. One after the other. "Fools", he thought. He knew that in order to be able to do anything to his legions they would have to combine the forces. But they didn't. Apparently there was some sort of strife between the commanders. There would be slaughter today.

He arranged his men in 3 lines today. The first 2 lines were still quite green and they would be in the bulk of the battle today. The 3rd line stood at the ready, the veterans, were most likely going to stand their all day, unless they would be used for flanking maneuvers.


The enemy army was close. It was a strange looking army. Half of it was Elite warriors, enlisted and trained in africa, and the other half was rabble. Skirmishers, slingers, cheap locals. To lead untrained men into battle is to throw them away.

There was an order of silence for this battle. No men were allowed to speak except the officers, and that was only to give orders. He hoped that this would completely demoralize the enemy.

He watched the elite African axe men close in and charge.

The charge was loud, and the only thing you could hear was shields breaking, swords and axes swinging and the Punic tongue yelling. The Romans knew to brace themselves for the charge. They would loose some ground, but as long as they lived it didn't matter. After the lines clashed and much sword play has happened, the Punic warriors retreated a bit to rest. That was when Appollos gave the orders.



Each man took started beating his sword against his shield. All in unison. It was the drum of war. They started out slow, like a heart beat, slowly a crescendo was taking over them until they were drumming as fast and as loud as they could. The enemy went mad.



Apollos watched as then enemy became confused and the general ordered them to charge. Some charged while the others didn't. There was no real line infantry besides the Elites. They charged once more, but this time Appollios ordered half of his third line to maneuver to the flanks of the enemy. They moved fast, and soon while the lines were still entangled they had the elites completely surrounded. It was like a spear going through an enemies gut.


If you have ever watched an enemy die, it doesn't happen right away. When you put your spear into the enemy, they first look at surprise at you, as if you didn't stab them. Then you see the pain and anguish on their face, as they try to look brave. Some of them still manage to swing their weapon at you. But most quiver and fall on their knees, hoping you have mercy on them and they can die quicker. But it didn't happen like that here.

The Romans gave no mercy and cut down the fleeing cowards en mass. No one was spared. No man could avoid the roman way of battle.
Seeing that their elites are dead, along with their general, the skirmishers too fled.


Appollios ordered the relatively fresh 2nd line of troops to give chase. No one was spared. Not single soul of the carthaginian flesh lived that day. The send army, seeing how quickly their kin has been killed retreated back to the city of Mastia to await their fate.

[the man with no name]

Chapter 17

He entered it, and saw Aulus sitting in a chair sipping wine and reading some document. He looked up at Lucius, and it was as if he was excited to speak to him. As if nothing had just happened.

"Come in Lucius. Sit down, have some wine. What can I do for you?" He said calmly smiling.

Lucius was stunned for a moment, but then came in. He walked over to Aulus and sat down. He took the cup of wine Aulus had poured for him and took a long drink.

"I have came for my blessing Aulus, and to swear loyalty to Rome." Lucius said. He nearly pulled out his puggio and gutted the coward in front of him, but instead did nothing.

"You have my blessing, Lucius. You know that. As to your loyalty, I have no doubt in my mind that you wont serve Rome to the best of your abilities. You are a great General, and will have many victories." Aulus was speaking so calmly and normally that it made Lucius's stomach sick.

"That was all i came for. Good night Aulus." Lucius turned around and walked out of the hall.

"Have a safe trip Lucius, Roma Invicta!"

WHY didn't lucius kill him? Also are those sacred band or African elites with the silver shields?

[Vasiliyi]

those were the sacred band. but there were african elites in the battle aswell. Oh, and justice will be served to Aulus when its time. i dont want to kill him off yet. but i agree, i almost killed him in this chapter. Almost. Did you notice different styles of fighting between sextus and lucius? i dont want the battle reports to be the same for every battle. i want to keep variety in them. thanks for commenting.

[the man with no name]

Did you notice different styles of fighting between sextus and lucius?

No i did not.

[Vasiliyi]

Unfortunatly, I corrupted my save games for all of my EB saves and this AAR is dead.. Im sorry, ive had alot of fun writing it, and learned a lot. I hope to write another AAR, (not with the Romani) at a later time... Thanks for reading and sorry. (Its all Empires fault)

[Maion Maroneios]

Awhhh, that's sad to hear. Seriously. It was a fun AAR to read at my (very scarse) leisure time. I'll be keeping an eye out for any of your future works.

Maion

[the man with no name]

This is the AAR i was talking about. I loved it.

EDIT: Don't yell at me for posting on adead thread, hey it rhymes.