Simon Scarrow - When the Eagle hunts

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The legate turned to Boudica and spoke quietly. 'Ask your man when he thinks the3'll set fire to that thing.'

'Tomorrow night,' she translated. 'At the Feast of the First Budding. That's when your general's wife and son will die.'

Cato edged closer to the legate. 'I don't think the general's message matters any more, sir.'

'No… We'll attack first thing in the morning.'

Cato well knew that any attack would have to be preceded by a lengthy bombardment of the defences. Only then could the legionaries attempt to force a breach. What if the defenders proved resolute enough to drive the Romans back?

A desperate thought struck Cato; his mind raced, quickly sketching out a crazy plan, fraught with terrible risks, but it might give them one last chance to save Lady Pomponia and Aelius from the flames of the wicker man.

'Sir, there might still be a way to rescue them,' Cato said quietly. 'If you can spare me twenty good men, and Prasutagus.'

Chapter Thirty-Four

Long before dawn, the ground before the main gate to the hill fort was filled with the sounds of movement: the: rhythmic thumping of heavy piles to compact the soil and level the ground to form artillery platforms; the endless.i trundling of wagon wheels as artillery carts were brought forward to unload bolt-towers and catapults. Men strained i and grunted to heave the heavy timber mechanisms their sockets. Ammunition was unloaded and stacked by the weapons, and then their, crews began a systematic cheek of the torsion cords and ratchet winches, and carefully lubricated the release mechanisms The Durotriges had:linedthe walls of the gate defences, straining to see what was going on in the darkness below them. They tried loosing fire arrows in high shimmering arcs towards the Roman lines in the hope of glimpsing the nature of the Roman preparations. But the poor range their bows meant that none of the arrows even cleared the outer rampart, and they were left in ignorance of the enemy's plans for them. Roman skirmishers had pushed forward under cover of darkness and fought vicious little actions with Durotrigan patrols on the approaches to the main gate, and finally the natives had tired of trying to break through and pulled everyone back inside the palisade to await the dawn.

At the first hint of the sky lightening Vespasian gave the order for the First Cohort to move up to their start line and make ready to advance. Small teams of engineers, carrying ladders and a battering ram, accompanied them. One century had been issued with composite bows to provide close fire support when the cohort was ready to force the main gate.

All of them stood ready, dim ranks of silent men, heavily armoured, weapons sharpened and hearts filled with all the usual tensions and misgivings about such a dangerous assault. Fighting a setpiece battle was nothing compared to this, and even the rawest recruit among them knew it.

From the moment the bolt-throwers ceased firing on the palisade, the First Cohort would fall under a rain of arrows, slingshot and boulders. Due to the twists and turns in the approach ramps, one or other of their flanks would be exposed to enemy fire before they even reached the main entrance. Then they would have to endure more of the same while they attempted to breach the gate. Only then would they be able to close with" the enemy. It was only natural that the men who had endured so much punishment would want to exact bloody retribution once the Durotriges were within swords' length. Vespasian had therefore personally briefed each officer in the cohort to look out for Cato and his party and that every effort must Simon Scarrow: be made to take prisoners. He told them he needed live slaves if he was ever going to be able to afford to enovate his house on the Quirinal Hill, back in Rome. They had laughed at that, as he'd known they would, and Vespasian hoped it would be enough to prevent Cato and his men being slaughtered out of hand when the legionaries eventually burst onto the plateau.

'All ready, sir,' Tribune Plinius reported.

'Very well.' Vespasian saluted and looked over his shoulder.

The horizon away to the east was becoming noticeably lighter. He turned back and regarded the looming immenseness of the hill fort. The/wicker man towered above tl palisade, the auburn.twists of cane and branch slowly becoming visible as dawa strengthened and banished monochrome shades of the night. The crews on the artillery' platform stood still, watching the legate, waiting for the order to open fire. Vespasian' had managed to muster over a hundred serviceable boltthrowers, and each one now sat ready for winding back the torsion arms. The iron-headed bolts were already set in each channel, their dark-flanged heads pointing up at the deences surrounding the main gate. The first rays of the sun caught the shining bronze helmets of the Durotriges lining the palisade, watched by the legionaries in the cool globm below. Gradually the glow flowed down the slopes of the ramparts.

Vespasian nodded to Plinius.

'Artillery!' Plinius roared.through cupped hands. 'Make ready!'

The dawn air was filled with the sound of clanking levers and straining men as the torsion arms were wound back and the bolt ropes locked down against the projectiles. As the last crew finished, the sound died away and a peculiar stillness fell over the scene.

'Open fire!' Plinius shouted.

The crew captains pushed the release levers forward and Vespasian's ears resounded to the sharp crack as the torsion arms sprang back. A thin veil of dark lines streaked up towards the palisade. As was always the case, a number fell short and buried themselves in the slopes. Others overshot and disappeared way beyond the palisade – where they could still be a hazard. The crews would mark the fall of their shots and adjust the elevation accordingly. The vast majority, however, struck home in the first volley. Vespasian had seen the impact of such firepower a few times before, but even he marvelled at the destruction it caused. Whole timbers in the palisade were shattered by the heavy iron-headed bolts, splintered fragments whirling into the air, and the palisade soon had the appearance of a mouth filled with bad teeth.

The second volley was more ragged than the first as the more efficient crews fired earlier, and soon the disparity in loading times led to an almost continuous crashing from the released torsion arms. The palisade was brutally beaten down, and most Durotrigan warriors foolhardy enough to mount the rampart behind and shout their defiance paid the price. Vespasian idly watched as one big man waved a spear, until a bolt caught him high in the chest and simply whipped him bodily out of sight. Another was struck in the faee the blow completely shearing off the man's head. His torso remained upright for a moment, then collapsed..

Less than an hour later the defences about the main gate were in utter ruin, the stakes that had made up the palisade reduced to stumps, streaked with crimson.

Vespasian motioned to his senior tribune. 'Send the cohort in, Plinius.'

The tribune turned to the trumpeter and ordered him to sound the advance. The man put his lips to the mouthpie and blew a sharp series of rising notes. As the first call echoed back from the ramparts, the centurions of the First Cohort gave the order to advance, and in two broad colum they began marching towards the approach ramps. The sun was low in the sky, and the backs of the men's helmets threw. back a thousand reflections' into the eyes of their comrado watching the fight from the legion's fortified camp. A substantial reserve ofmen,:stood ready to reinforce the First Cohort should it be roughly handled by the Durolriges. More men had been sent out during the night to position themselves round the fort and stand off, ready to intercept any enemy attempting to flee the far side of the fortress should the gate fall. Nothing had been left to chance.

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