Chapter 48 Bubius and Toreligo

Frontinus on the side ignored their noise. He actually didn't care whether these people would be punished. He was paying attention to the center of the field while scanning the lively crowd around him. What he was interested in was what the rebels were doing. This is a method of soliciting everyone’s opinions.

Although the Roman army had many military laws and strict military disciplines, he had a long military career and knew that in fact, the life and death of a legionnaire was ultimately decided by the legion commander, and ordinary soldiers had no chance to appeal. The rebel army does not yet have military law, but it seems to be handing over the right to punish to the soldiers. Is this the so-called freedom?

Maximus walked into the center of the camp, followed closely by two trembling young women. They were thin, with red and swollen eyes, and one even had clear red palm prints on her cheeks.

The soldiers looked at Maximus standing in the center curiously. Speaking of which, many recruits probably didn't know the young baggage captain two days ago, but this was not surprising. The recruits who joined the team were busy going out every day. During the robbery of the farm, he rarely came into contact with Maximus, who was always in the baggage train. Only when he was fighting the Roman army and finally retreating, he stepped forward and pointed out the way to win in defeat. , attracted everyone’s attention for the first time. But this time, he once again became the focus of everyone's attention, but he wanted to punish everyone's comrades, which made everyone's mood a bit complicated.

Maximus didn't know that the soldiers were feeling a little tangled at the moment. In a loud and somewhat heavy voice, Maximus introduced the two women he had brought to the soldiers, and focused on the suffering they had experienced. .

Endless work driven by whips and sticks is a common experience for every slave in the team, but the pretty young female slave has to endure some unspeakable violations and pain, and has a similar experience to Nesia. .

It may be that Maximus's narration reminded the two women of those terrible past events, and they couldn't help but start sobbing.

Maximus stopped narrating and spoke louder: "They joined our team with high hopes. They felt that they had come to the Elysee Paradise from hell, so they worked tirelessly to make delicious food for everyone every day. Now they are active again. They went to take care of the wounded soldiers, but their enthusiasm was rewarded with shameless aggression by these people! "

Maximus' final sharp accusation silenced the entire meeting.

Cross was a little uneasy at first, but then relaxed. He understood the soldiers under his command. These guys may feel guilty now, but Maximus's continued accusations would only make them more supportive of the innocence of the four, because only Only in this way will they feel that they are also innocent.

Maximus looked around, but said: "I believe you all heard what I just said in the medical team camp. I am not going to say more. I want to invite the other two people to come over and tell everyone."

The other two people? ... Cross was a little surprised, and then he saw Maximus escorting the two women out of the center of the venue, and then someone walked in.

This man was holding a wooden stick and his right leg was wrapped with linen. After he stood awkwardly in the field, the soldiers of the second brigade started a commotion.

"I...I am Bubius from the second group." He said nervously: "The day before yesterday, during the battle with the Romans...I was stabbed in the leg by a Roman dagger...I fought hard I had to run... run... to escape their pursuit and reach the back mountain. After that, the wound on my right leg became swollen and big, and it was very painful. It hurt so much that I couldn't sleep. I wanted to just cut my right leg off Just chop off the legs...

My teammates had been busy going down the mountain to raid the Romans and move our camp, and no one noticed how much pain I was in! For two consecutive days, I didn't eat much or sleep much. My whole body was weak and I couldn't even open my eyes. I thought I was going to die..." Bubius became more and more excited and fluent as he spoke: "Thankfully, The baggage corps set up a medical team, and those girls became the nurses who took care of us wounded soldiers. They carefully cleaned and bandaged my wounds, fed me, and comforted me not to worry... it was just a matter of time. After one night, I could stand up with a stick! "

Bubius was so excited that he shed tears. He choked and said: "Except for my mother when I was a child, no one in my life has ever cared about me like this! What good people they are! Oreks, You damn bastards! How dare you violate them, you are not worthy of being my teammates, you should be punished!"

Bubius pounded the ground with his stick and roared angrily.

There was a commotion in the venue.

Cross felt strongly uneasy. He asked several centurions under his command: "Is he really a soldier of our brigade?!" The number of soldiers in the second brigade had exceeded a thousand before, and the time they had been together was still short. Cross could not Maybe they all know each other.

"Bubius is a soldier in our ranks," answered a centurion.

"This cunning Maximus!" Cross cursed in a low voice. At this moment, he was a little at his wits' end.

Then he saw four escort soldiers carrying a wooden frame into the center of the venue. There was a person lying on the wooden frame. When the person was helped by the guards to sit up, Cross saw his face clearly and immediately felt worried. shock.

Torrelugo, a gladiator from Gaul, has a good relationship with Cross and is the centurion of the second group. In the battle with the Roman army, the second group was defeated. He refused to retreat, and finally fought his way out of the Roman siege. He led his soldiers to escape the pursuit of the Roman cavalry and retreated to the back mountains. When the soldiers were thankful to be saved, he fell to the ground. His whole body was covered with sword wounds, and the blood stained his armor red. Even Cross thought that he might not survive with such serious injuries. A few days later, I didn't expect him to appear in the middle of the venue at this moment.

In fact, the vast majority of seriously injured people in the medical team camp are gladiators. It is precisely because of their fierceness and tenacity that they were seriously injured, and their rich experience in the arena also allowed them to continue running even when they were seriously injured. To safety, Tolerugo was just one of them.

"These soldiers deserve to die!" Although Tolerugo was pale and out of breath, his face was angry, and the moment he spoke, the surrounding soldiers were shocked.

"I can live here to speak to you only because of the careful care of these women! Any bastard who bullies them is the enemy of me and other wounded soldiers! Anyone who agrees that these bastards will not be punished will be injured in the future. I will advise the medical team not to treat them and let these fools die screaming!"

Tolerugo's words were angry and impulsive, but caused even greater commotion among the soldiers.

Damn Maximus! ... Cross cursed secretly in his heart. He didn't know what the situation was like in the other brigades, but the outspoken Tolerugo in the second brigades was quite prestigious. If he scolded him like this, the people who supported these soldiers would probably be dissatisfied. Not much left.

On the other side, Maximus praised Nesia in a low voice: "You have done a great job in getting Torelugu to stand up and support you!"

"Sisters are following your instructions, captain, and doing their best to take care of these seriously injured people." Nesia was not proud, but complained: "They can't move. The sisters have to bandage their wounds, wipe their whole bodies, and... Shitting and peeing are not only tiring, but also..."

"But it's all worth it, isn't it!" Maximus pointed at Tolerugo in the center of the field.

At this time, Tolerugo was carried off, and Spartacus walked into the field again: "Now both sides have told their own reasons. The brothers must have made their own decisions. So those who agree with the punishment, please raise Lift your arms!"