Roman Slave Owner

Chapter 327: The Death of Kress

Everyone expressed their opinions one after another. Seeing this, Kress was anxious.

"Curius, follow me with your people, we will bring down Rome together, and you will be consul with me."

Curius thought for a while, and finally shook his head.

"Although I am a Roman, I support Spartacus."

"Bastard! If that's the case, let's separate. Let's go our separate ways. I hope I can take down the city of Rome in the future. Don't be envious."

Kress said angrily.

He left Spartacus in disbelief, he was no match for the Roman army.

Seeing the back of Kress leaving, Spartacus did not try to persuade him.

After a brief discussion, the two armies went north at the same time, but in the end they parted ways.

Spartacus went to the Alps via eastern Italy, and Cres went to the Campania region to plunder.

Campania is one of the most affluent regions in Rome. There are a large number of plantation gardens here, and a large number of slaves were rescued by Kress. This made his team swell, but it also angered one person.

"Bastard! Bastard! What a bastard!"

Li Wei couldn't help cursing angrily.

As the largest landowner in Rome, Li Wei has a huge property here.

Although he took many defensive measures, he withdrew various supplies to the big cities.

But he also suffered heavy losses in this wave of looting, which made his heart ache to the extreme. These are all cute little money.

If the Senate hadn't repeatedly emphasized that he was not allowed to take action against the slave rebels, he would have personally led the crusaders to destroy this bastard.

"Morris, you send someone to cooperate with the consul to destroy Kress."

Li Wei thought for a while and said.

Although he can't do anything to Kress, it doesn't mean he can't do anything.

The intelligence team dispatched a large number of spies to the slave rebel army and mastered its every move.

"Obey, Patriarch."

Morris said.

In the Ggannus Mountains, a large number of slaves were drinking and having fun, indulgent, and some male and female slaves even started to do it on the spot.

All kinds of gold and silver treasures that had been plundered were piled up under a big tree, as well as boxes of dinars and sesterces, which dazzled the leaders.

"Boss, we've grabbed so many things this time, it's enough for us to spend a while."

A leader of Kress's subordinates laughed and said.

"That's right, this time we can get at least 300 dinars each. Spartacus is such a jerk that he asked us to hand over all the money."

Another leader said dissatisfiedly that his hands were covered with gold rings, and he looked like a complete upstart.

"Enough, Spartacus has his own ideas, the money is used to support the army, don't speak ill of him behind his back."

Kress said angrily.

Although he had a disagreement with Spartacus, he felt that Spartacus was still his good brother, and he admired Spartacus very much.

"OK."

The leader said quickly.

"Divide the money, you can share more, but don't divide too much, or everyone will be dissatisfied."

Kress said.

"Understood, leader."

Although Kress still abides by the tradition of sharing wealth equally among the rebels, the leaders have been distributing more and more money.

At this time, not far from the Gnus Mountains, a large number of Roman troops were marching here.

Walking in front was a middle-aged man with a serious face. He was wearing a red cloak, and he was followed by twelve retinues holding hands. This year's consul Publikora.

At this moment, there was a rhythmic bird call in front of him, and a middle-aged man next to Publikola's eyes flashed, and he also responded with a bird call.

Publicola watched all this curiously, and then a dozen people appeared not far ahead, which put the Roman army on alert.

"Don't be nervous, they are our people.

The middle-aged man said that he was the leader of the intelligence team and participated in the killing of Scipio's Cage.

"Boss, we've cleared their post and can approach them now."

A young man said to him.

"How far are we from them?"

Publicola said.

"After this hillside, I'll show you the way."

said the young man.

The consul hesitated for a while and said, "I need to send someone to observe."

Those people looked at each other and said, "No problem."

In a valley main road in Pisnam, two Roman legions are fighting Spartacus.

This is the only way to go north. The new consul Clodianus tried to prevent him from going north, but the fighting power of the slave rebel army surprised him.

The slave rebel army launched wave after wave of attacks on the Roman legion. Under the attack of the slave rebel army, the Roman legion retreated steadily.

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

Clodianus said in shock.

The slave rebel army had never defeated the Roman legion on the frontal battlefield, and they could only defeat the Roman army by sneak attack. This situation is simply unthinkable now.

At this time, Spartacus had a dignified face. The military flag was waving around him, and the bugle player blew the bugle from time to time. He completely transplanted the command system of the Roman army to the rebel army.

Under his command, the slave corps advanced and retreated at a certain pace, occupying the superiority in numbers. They fought against the Roman legion, and the winter training finally borne sweet fruits.

At this moment, a gleam flashed in Spartacus' eyes, and he noticed the instability of the Roman legion on the east wing.

He called Curius, "Curius, you lead your Roman legion to support the First Gaul Legion, and you must defeat the enemy's left wing in one fell swoop."

Now the composition of the slave rebel army is becoming more and more complicated, and a large number of poor Romans have joined their ranks, and Curius has naturally become the head of the legion of these Romans.

"As ordered."

Curius said.

With the support of the Legion to which Curius belonged, the First Gallic Legion immediately rose in momentum, and finally defeated the Roman Legion on the opposite side.

The bugle sounded, and the Thracian Legion, the Greek Legion, the Second Gallic Legion, etc. launched a full-scale attack.

Facing the flood of slave rebels, the Roman army was finally completely defeated.

Clodianu's face was ashen, and they were defeated by a group of slaves on the frontal battlefield.

But let's face it, he had to retreat with his soldiers.

The slave rebel army launched earth-shattering cheers, and those slave rebels looked at Spartacus with admiration.

It was he who led them to great victory after great victory, and now defeated the Roman legions head-on.

Spartacus also showed a smile on his face. At this moment, Sarah rushed over and offered a passionate kiss.

"Spartacus, you are my pride."

Seeing Spartacus being entangled by Sarah, everyone let out a good-natured laugh.

After a long time, Curius came to report the results of the battle.

"We killed more than 4,000 Roman soldiers this time and captured more than 700, but many were seriously injured. If they were not treated, many would die."

Curius said.

"Don't worry about the wounded, the seriously wounded stay where they are, and let the Romans save them."

Spartacus said.

The medical supplies of the rebel army are limited, so of course they should be used first on their own people.

"Order the army to rest for one night, and continue northward tomorrow."

Spartacus said.

Curius's eyes darkened for a while, and he finally agreed.

After a night's rest, the army continued to set off the next day, but not long after they left, a soldier came over with a few slaves.

"Report to the leader, Kress sent envoys, they were attacked by the Roman army and urgently need your support."

said the soldier.

"What did you say? What's going on here?"

Spartacus asked in shock.

"Just yesterday, the Roman army attacked our camp. We were caught off guard and suffered heavy losses. Cres sent us to ask for help. I hope you can send troops to rescue."

A slave covered in blood said in panic.

"How many men were in the Roman army?"

Spartacus asked.

"Two legions."

said the slave.

"Don't worry, I'm going to support Kress now."

Spartacus said.

"Thank you leader."

"..."

These slaves said gratefully.

Seeing this, Curius was dissatisfied.

"Why are we going to save him? He usually doesn't take us seriously, but now he comes to ask for help when he encounters something serious."

"We are partners and friends. The contradiction between us is an internal contradiction. Facing the Romans, we must unite, otherwise the Romans will break us all. In fact, not only Kress is in distress, but I will go to the rescue. If If you are in danger, I will do my best to rescue you."

Spartacus said earnestly.

Facing Spartacus' words of the Holy Mother's heart, although the others didn't say it, they were warm in their hearts, and even Ixion was touched in his heart.

Under the offensive of Spartacus, everyone was quickly persuaded, and then the army went south.

On the endless plain, Spartacus' army is advancing.

Due to the war, the spring plowing work here was completely destroyed, and no crops were planted.

At this moment, a gladiator cavalry in blue donika rushed over.

"Boss, I found two legions of Roman troops ahead. They are in disarray, as if they have just experienced a big battle."

Said the gladiator cavalry.

"A Roman army with two legions?"

Spartacus felt bad. The only Roman army he could encounter at this time was the one that attacked Kress. Could it be that Kress was defeated?

"Notify the whole army to prepare for the battle. The First Gallic Legion and the Gallic Legion are advancing at full speed, and don't let the enemy run away. In addition, no attack is allowed without my order, and the other legions will follow up quickly."

Spartacus said decisively.

A burst of melodious bugle sounded, and a cavalryman passed the order of Spartacus to Onomamus and Castus.

"Romans? Is that bastard Kress defeated?"

A grin appeared on Onomamos' face.

For Kress, who has always been a maverick, he is very displeased.

"I'm not sure about this, please follow the leader's order."

said the cavalryman.

"I get it, tell all the brothers, full speed ahead."

said Onomamus loudly.

Under the command of Onomamus, the First Gaul Legion advanced at full speed, and soon discovered the Roman army in the distance.

They seemed to want to retreat, but they had to stop when they saw the slave rebel army of the two legions.

In this case, if they retreat, they will be hunted down one-sidedly. How to retreat has always been one of the most difficult topics for an army.

These two legions did not launch an attack, but monitored the Roman army from a distance.

Not long after, more and more slave legions arrived here.

They were wearing Roman standard armor, holding Roman daggers, and their military appearance was neat. Publicola couldn't help but sucked in a breath of cold air.

According to observation, there are more than 8 slave corps who have arrived so far, and there are too many enemies.

And from the perspective of military appearance, the enemy is not so vulnerable.

Spartacus was riding on a horse and watching the enemy quietly. This is really a terrain that can perfectly use his own strength, and the enemy is doomed.

"Order the First Gallic Legion, Second Legion, Spanish Legion, African Legion to attack from the front. Greek and Roman legions to detour to the enemy's left flank, to attack the enemy's left flank. Syrian and Pontean legions to detour to the enemy Right flank, attack the enemy's right flank. The Ninth Army detours to the enemy's rear and attacks the enemy's rear."

Spartacus said.

Loud horns and bugles sounded at the same time, the regimental flag was waved, and cavalrymen shuttled back and forth to convey Spartacus' orders.

After receiving the order, all the slave legions acted immediately and attacked the Roman army.

Faced with this overwhelming offensive, Publikola was extremely shocked. When did the slave rebel army be able to do so, and even form such a strict formation.

Four legions launched a tidal attack on the Roman army, with the same equipment and the same tactics, which put the pressure on the Roman army, and then five more legions attacked from the two wings and the rear.

Facing this terrifying offensive, the Roman army collapsed after only half an hour.

The difference in numbers is too great. They feel that there are enemies in all directions, so how can they fight like this.

Although he won, Spartacus didn't have many smiles on his face.

Not long after, a Roman prisoner was brought over.

"He's a centurion, and he has news from Kress."

Curius said.

"Tell me, how is Kress?"

Spartacus asked.

"He died in battle."

The centurion said with a look of fear.

"Dead in battle?"

Spartacus said with a look of shock, at this time he remembered Kress's help to him when he was just sold into the Batiatus family.