‘Better still,’ Macro’s eyes were wide and shining with excitement as he leaned closer, ‘I was talking to a clerk at headquarters, and it looks like we’re on the move again. In the next few days.’

‘On the move?’

‘Yes. The legate has to link up with the other legions and finish off that bastard Caratacus. Then it’ll be over. All but a nice session of dividing up the booty. So cheer up, lad! We’re centurions in the finest legion of the finest army in the bloody world, and you can’t ask for better than that!’ Macro tugged his arm. ‘Come on, let’s go and find some drink and celebrate.’

‘No, let’s not drink,’ said Cato, and Macro frowned. Then Cato smiled slowly before he continued. ‘Let’s get drunk. Really, really drunk . . .’

Historical Note

It is, perhaps, ironic that the difficulties facing General Plautius in the second summer of campaigning were forced on him by his success of the previous year. The Britons, and their commander, Caratacus, had taken a beating in a series of bloody set-piece battles that had ended in the fall of Camulodunum - the capital of the most powerful tribe on the island - and the capitulation of a number of tribes. With dwindling resources of men to make good his losses it is likely that Caratacus adopted a different approach in AD 44. The Romans had shown what they could do on the battlefield and Caratacus would have been most reluctant to risk his forces against the massed might of the legions again.

Retreat was the most prudent strategy for the Britons’ commander, and not just because it kept a native army in being. General Plautius and the legions would be drawn after him, intent on destroying the core of native resistance in a final decisive battle. The further they advanced, the more extended their communications became, and the more forces they had to leave in their wake to guard their supply lines. Nor could the legions disperse in order to push forward on a broad front; there were too few of them and they would have been picked off piecemeal. Which makes it all the more surprising to see Vespasian sent off with a small battle group to campaign in the south-west.