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- BY ADRIAN GOLDSWORTHY
- CONTENTS
- MAP
- PROLOGUE
- I
- In the hill country
- Nearer the Euphrates
- The same night
- II
- The temporary camp of Legio VIIII Hispana, Fifty-five miles east of Cyrrhus
- Fifteen days before the Kalends of March
- III
- On the training grounds outside Zeugma
- Fifth day before the Nones of March
- In the house of Simon the merchant, Nicopolis
- The next day
- IV
- The temporary camp of Legio VIIII Hispana
- V
- Outside Nicopolis
- Eleventh day before the Kalends of April
- Nicopolis
- The same day
- VI
- On the road to the crossing at Zeugma
- Tenth day before the Kalends of April
- VII
- Zeugma
- Seventh day before the Kalends of April
- VIII
- The camp of VIIII Hispana
- One day before the Nones of April
- Nicopolis
- The same day, late afternoon
- IX
- Outside Nicopolis
- Eighth Day before the Ides of April
- X
- Near Nicopolis
- A little later
- XI
- In the plain in front of Nicopolis
- The Ides of April
- Nicopolis
- The same night
- XII
- In front of Nicopolis
- Eighteenth day before the Kalends of May First day of the siege
- XIII
- Outside Nicopolis
- Seventeenth day before the Kalends of May Second day of the siege
- XIV
- Outside Nicopolis
- Fifteenth day before the Kalends of May The fourth day of the siege
- Nicopolis
- The sixth day of the siege
- XV
- Up country
- Thirteenth day before the Kalends of May The eighth day of the siege
- XVI
- Zeugma
- That same night
- XVII
- The siege lines outside Nicopolis
- Eleventh day before the Kalends of May The tenth day of the siege
- XVIII
- The large camp to the east of Nicopolis
- Tenth day before the Kalends of May The eleventh day of the siege
- Nicopolis
- Late on the fourteenth night of the siege
- XIX
- Before Nicopolis
- Fifth day before the Kalends of April Sixteenth day of the siege
- XX
- Outside Nicopolis
- The Kalends of May The twenty-first day of the siege
- XXI
- Before Nicopolis
- The day before the Nones of May The twenty-sixth day of the siege
- Nicopolis
- The next day The twenty-seventh day of the siege
- XXII
- North west of Nicopolis, some miles from the road
- Fifth day before the Ides of May The thirty-second day of the siege
- XXIII
- In front of Nicopolis
- The day before the Ides of May The thirty-fifth day of the siege
- XXIV
- Outside Nicopolis
- The Ides of May
- The thirty-sixth day of the siege
- XXV
- The breach in the western wall
- XXVI
- Outside Nicopolis
- Seventeenth day before the Kalends of June The thirty-seventh day of the siege
- The prison at Nicopolis
- Three days later
- The forty-first day of the siege
- XXVII
- The citadel at Nicopolis
- The last hours of the fourteenth day before the Kalends of June
- The forty-first day of the siege
- XXVIII
- Nicopolis
- The same night
- EPILOGUE
- The next morning
- HISTORICAL NOTE
- GLOSSARY
- CAST OF CHARACTERS
‘Oh shit!’ the legionary swore.
Two men held him upright, because the bolt from the ballista meant that they could not sit him against the wall. Crispinus saw their concerned faces, then heard trumpets and cheers that were surely Roman coming from behind them, not from the direction of the breach.
‘It’s all all right,’ he tried to say, but his whole body hurt. Then the darkness opened up around him.
*
Cerialis’ attack started late, and took a while to clear the breach itself because the spoil had created a steep slope that would have been hard to climb even if no one had been shooting at the storming party. One hundred troopers from ala Brittanica led, determined to show that on horse or foot they were as good as any soldiers in the army. Legionaries followed, tasked with heading along the walls on either side to take the towers, which did not seem at all weakened by the collapse of the main wall. After them came three hundred legionaries and as many auxiliary infantry, all of them volunteers. They had a long ladder for every twenty men because archers on the top of the siege tower had seen the construction of the second line.
The Britons led, and suffered the worst of the casualties as they spilled over into the city and were struck by the artillery and dozens of archers. They kept going, numbers thinned, and some tried to force their way through the lines of stakes, while others went for the houses, standing on other men’s shoulders as they tried and failed to climb. Yet they did not withdraw, and soon Cerialis and the reserves arrived, bringing ladders. Each house was stormed one by one, and the last to hold out was in the centre, where Simon and fifteen of his men refused to give in. They threw back three attacks, killing anyone who managed to get up, and tipping their bodies down. By that time only Simon was on his feet, and he was bleeding from several small wounds.
Cerialis’ men were streaming into the city, and a tribune was leading several hundred men towards the other breach to take the enemy from the rear. A fresh cohort was coming through the breach to follow them, but Cerialis could not make himself leave until this last house was taken, even though he knew that it no longer mattered.
‘Give up!’ he shouted in his rather stilted Greek. ‘You will be treated well – you and all your men. You are brave and I honour you.’
‘Fight me, Roman!’ Simon roared the challenge. ‘I’ll let you come up.’ His shield hung in ruin, his sword was notched and bent, his helmet gone and face smeared with blood.
Some of the archers had come forward and one sent an arrow which punched through Simon’s scale shirt. A second man loosed and hit him only an inch or two away from the other arrow. Simon’s eyes widened and he fell back.