Rome Must Perish

The speed of advancement on both wings of the rebel army was the fastest, and their formation was more chaotic, as most of them were soldiers who joined the rebel army later, so they wore less armor and had been trained for a shorter period. The soldiers in the middle of the rebel army were fully armed. After two months of rigorous training, they could control their advance speed better and maintain a good formation... Therefore, when the rebel army was about to approach the Roman Formation, their entire front line, which was more than three times longer than the Roman Formation, turned into a winding semicircle. The middle of the rebel army faced the Roman Formation, with both wings extending like arms, ready to embrace the Roman Formation...

The Roman Soldiers, who had been bolstered by Furrius and prepared to face the enemy’s attack, looked at the increasingly close long enemy formation and listened to the thunderous roars from the opposite side, especially when they saw the fully armed enemies marching towards them face-first with terrifying faces and angry eyes... The Roman Soldiers felt apprehensive. After all, they had only been trained for two months and were still new recruits.

But before they could fully understand this first battle of their lives, the wings of the rebel army quickly closed in within thirty meters of the flanks of the Roman Formation.

Should the javelins be thrown or not?... Furrius was somewhat hesitant because if they threw them, then the enemies attacking from the front could charge without any scruples.

In fact, before he could give the order, the soldiers had already thrown their heavy spears one after another. Although their targets were too scattered, the rebel soldiers on both wings, due to their poor equipment, suffered certain casualties, achieving a considerable deterrent effect.

But immediately, the soldiers in the middle of the rebel army, led by Spartacus, launched a charge. They held their square shields at an angle, wielded short swords, and lunged forward with large strides... This fierce momentum frightened the Roman Soldiers, who still had heavy spears, into hurriedly throwing them out, but it was like a stone thrown into a torrent, making no splash at all.

This time, Spartacus concentrated the over 1,000 gladiators he had freed in Capua at the very front of the middle line. They were strong and ferocious, like tigers descending the mountain, holding shields, crashing their bodies, and swiftly stabbing with their swords through gaps. Their killing movements were skillful and smooth. As soon as the two armies made contact, the screams of the Roman Soldiers resounded one after another.

Subsequently, they pushed forward with the combined efforts of the soldiers behind them, and gaps soon appeared in the tightly arranged Roman Formation. The rebel soldiers pressed forward like a stream of water, trying to expand these gaps...

Furrius never imagined that the attack of these rebellious slaves, whom he hadn’t taken seriously, would be so fierce, disrupting his military formation as soon as they engaged.