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If you love a dish and eat it all the time, you'll end up disgusting it!
piraland
Tribune
Chapter 6
The evening fell on Durocortum, and the prefect Rufosellus Piralandus Corvus was still worried!
He had not received any news yet, and that was unsettling him. The fact of not being completely in control of the situation annoyed him. He would have sincerely wished to be in another place and with his family.
Thiudimir the Cruel had stopped his army a league from the city and had sent his archers to take a position within a bowshot of the east gate of Durocortum, while part of his cavalry bypassed the city to attack from the rear, on the west side .
The calm before the storm?
Rufosellus was enjoying a glass of wine with an officer, discussing political and military tactics, as a flock of fiery arrows flew over them and struck many of the city's rooftops, triggering many fires.
Surprised by this sudden attack, Rufosellus lowered himself and took shelter behind a wall. The officer with whom he spoke fell dead, with many other legionaries, under the second volley of arrows.
Then it was the townspeople's turn, hundreds of barbarians were hurled against the defenders, who were quickly decimated.
To the west, the Ostrogoth riders had also unleashed their assault and, in less time than it takes to say it, cut into pieces the valiant Roman defenders who could only oppose their courage against this raging horde.
The struggle had been brief but bitter.
Durocortum burned, and its inhabitants ran in all directions, trying to escape the swords and spears of the attackers.
Rufosellus, with the ten or so Legionaries still alive, had retreated into the courtyard of his villa in the center of the city. Momentarily in this shelter, he waited for the final assault, but the barbarians just encircled them and did not make any move.
"My friends," shouted the prefect to his men, we could not have done more! It only remains for us to die as Romans, facing the enemy with our weapons in our hands. It was an honor to fight at your side."
But,outside, the assailants moved not an inch! Thiudimir knew he was victorious, and wanted to let the prefect sweat before launching his last offensive! War of the nerves before the final action.
He came forward and said, "Yes, decadent Romans, I Thiudimir, king of the Ostrogoths, have conquered you, crushed you!
Do not die needlessly! Just surrender to me.
"Surrender, never! I'd rather die than lay down my arms before you!" replied the prefect.
Your desire will come true, you will die! And he sent his men in, commanding them to bring him out alive with what was left of the vanquished legion.
Quickly mastered, the prefect and his men, stripped of all their military equipment, were taken to the agora of Durocortum.
The city was in flames and the ground was strewn with male and female corpses, dismembered, decapitated. The few survivors were being systematically slaughtered, hanged or scourged. Blood and death reigned everywhere!
On the agora, a group of miraculously unscathed women were being raped by barbarians thirsty for sex and blood, whose ejaculations were always followed by a sword stroke in the throat, belly or sex of the victim .
Rufosellus and his last legionaries were grouped, in loincloths, on their knees, their hands on their necks waiting for the fate that was reserved for them.
Powerless, he saw the barbarians seize his men, strip them of their loincloths and staple them on pointed stakes that disappeared in their anus to reappear a moment later by their chest, their shoulders or through their mouths.
Their inhuman cries tore the eardrums of the prefect, who wished to the gods that their agony would not extend too long.
So, prefect! said Thiudimir's loud voice, "you are on your knees before me! You will not exist soon! You're already just a maggot, a maggot I'm going to crush, but slowly, I want you to feel it all, and die in terrible suffering.
Fuck him naked and tie him up! he said to two giants who were just waiting for that command.
Rufosellus found himself naked, arms and legs apart, ankles and wrists chained to two poles facing the Ostrogoth warriors and their families who had joined them.
The show was going to start !
The two giants who tied him were about to start giving him a first volley of lashes when they were interrupted by an oxcart that rumbled into the agora.
The Gauls have brought a gift to Thiudimir, the family of Rufosellus!
He thought he was fainting!
The worst for him had just happened.
The evening fell on Durocortum, and the prefect Rufosellus Piralandus Corvus was still worried!
He had not received any news yet, and that was unsettling him. The fact of not being completely in control of the situation annoyed him. He would have sincerely wished to be in another place and with his family.
Thiudimir the Cruel had stopped his army a league from the city and had sent his archers to take a position within a bowshot of the east gate of Durocortum, while part of his cavalry bypassed the city to attack from the rear, on the west side .
The calm before the storm?
Rufosellus was enjoying a glass of wine with an officer, discussing political and military tactics, as a flock of fiery arrows flew over them and struck many of the city's rooftops, triggering many fires.
Surprised by this sudden attack, Rufosellus lowered himself and took shelter behind a wall. The officer with whom he spoke fell dead, with many other legionaries, under the second volley of arrows.
Then it was the townspeople's turn, hundreds of barbarians were hurled against the defenders, who were quickly decimated.
To the west, the Ostrogoth riders had also unleashed their assault and, in less time than it takes to say it, cut into pieces the valiant Roman defenders who could only oppose their courage against this raging horde.
The struggle had been brief but bitter.
Durocortum burned, and its inhabitants ran in all directions, trying to escape the swords and spears of the attackers.
Rufosellus, with the ten or so Legionaries still alive, had retreated into the courtyard of his villa in the center of the city. Momentarily in this shelter, he waited for the final assault, but the barbarians just encircled them and did not make any move.
"My friends," shouted the prefect to his men, we could not have done more! It only remains for us to die as Romans, facing the enemy with our weapons in our hands. It was an honor to fight at your side."
But,outside, the assailants moved not an inch! Thiudimir knew he was victorious, and wanted to let the prefect sweat before launching his last offensive! War of the nerves before the final action.
He came forward and said, "Yes, decadent Romans, I Thiudimir, king of the Ostrogoths, have conquered you, crushed you!
Do not die needlessly! Just surrender to me.
"Surrender, never! I'd rather die than lay down my arms before you!" replied the prefect.
Your desire will come true, you will die! And he sent his men in, commanding them to bring him out alive with what was left of the vanquished legion.
Quickly mastered, the prefect and his men, stripped of all their military equipment, were taken to the agora of Durocortum.
The city was in flames and the ground was strewn with male and female corpses, dismembered, decapitated. The few survivors were being systematically slaughtered, hanged or scourged. Blood and death reigned everywhere!
On the agora, a group of miraculously unscathed women were being raped by barbarians thirsty for sex and blood, whose ejaculations were always followed by a sword stroke in the throat, belly or sex of the victim .
Rufosellus and his last legionaries were grouped, in loincloths, on their knees, their hands on their necks waiting for the fate that was reserved for them.
Powerless, he saw the barbarians seize his men, strip them of their loincloths and staple them on pointed stakes that disappeared in their anus to reappear a moment later by their chest, their shoulders or through their mouths.
Their inhuman cries tore the eardrums of the prefect, who wished to the gods that their agony would not extend too long.
So, prefect! said Thiudimir's loud voice, "you are on your knees before me! You will not exist soon! You're already just a maggot, a maggot I'm going to crush, but slowly, I want you to feel it all, and die in terrible suffering.
Fuck him naked and tie him up! he said to two giants who were just waiting for that command.
Rufosellus found himself naked, arms and legs apart, ankles and wrists chained to two poles facing the Ostrogoth warriors and their families who had joined them.
The show was going to start !
The two giants who tied him were about to start giving him a first volley of lashes when they were interrupted by an oxcart that rumbled into the agora.
The Gauls have brought a gift to Thiudimir, the family of Rufosellus!
He thought he was fainting!
The worst for him had just happened.
Loxuru
Graf von Kreuzigung
piraland
Tribune
What do you want ? Legions are not what they were in the time before!Vae Durocortum!
And this was just a skirmish inflicted by a straggling unit!
piraland
Tribune
Chapter 7
Defeated, naked and chained in the agora of the completely devastated city of Durocortum, about to be tortured and killed by bloodthirsty barbarians who had already exterminated his army and the entire population of the city, what still worse could happen to him, Rufosellus Pralandus Corvus? Nothing? Well, if only ...
His whole family has just been delivered up to Thiudimir, the cruel, king of the Ostrogoths, master of the city by a naive and cowardly Gaulish winemaker.
"Your majesty," said the Gaul, addressing Thiudimir, "we have intercepted the family of the prefect of Durocortum, who were trying to flee, and we are giving them up to you as a measure of our good will towards you.
Very good, Gaul! Come and get your reward! said Thiudimir, and as soon as the man was near him, he thrust his sword into his throat!
"Decapitate all these Gallic bastards!" he added to his men, "and bring me those fucking Romans!"
In a few minutes, the spears of the barbarians were decorated with the heads of the Gauls, and Boius-Nudus and the women were dragged to the feet of the Ostrogoth leader.
Directly, Boius was stripped of his clothes and tied up beside the Prefect, who had still not been released.
"What happened?" he asked his friend.
"We were betrayed by those cowardly Gauls, who took us by surprise," he replied.
"For us," said Rufosellus, "it is certain death, but I hope for our women that he needs slaves, it is their only chance of survival."
The five women were there, motionless, huddled together, their wrists still tied behind their backs, waiting to know what the bloodthirsty Thiudimir was going to do with them!
"Here is the cream of Roman society!" he said, "we are going to expose them so that you, my dear warriors and families, can contemplate them! You will be able to touch them, to feel them, to violate them, but I forbid you to ruin them too much ...
Because they must die as Romans - on the cross!
Undress them and herd them in front of the men.
So there they were, all seven exhibited naked, chained, fed to the barbarians who hated them more than anything in the world...
Eulalia was the first to see a bearded giant, who had no idea what "bath" meant, already, 3 meters away from her, the smell of his sweat and his piss tickled her nostrils.
Coming within reach of her, he plastered his hand onto her sex and spread her lips, scratching her with his black nails! Pulling out his cock, he entered Eulalia at once.
She had a high heart and could not help but swallow her assailant.
Then , to her surprise, he struck her a severe punch in the belly, and then went behind and, pulling her hair violently back and calling her a bitch, drove his stinky cock in her ass.
Ejaculation was quick but the barbarian was as quickly replaced by another then a third, an endless chain ...
The four other women were not left behind, and were also suffering the assaults of these equally stinky barbarians!
Side men, it was not better, some fucked them, others hanged on their balls, twisted their dick, many pissed on them.
Then Thiudimir stopped these people and said, "Now let's get down to business, let's start their torment, first the whip, two per person, and tear them apart!"
And they went there with a good heart, each blow carried by their whips tearing pieces of flesh and inhuman howls to the tortured!
How long has it lasted?
It has in any case seemed very long to the victims!
When it was over, Rufosellus began to implore for this calvary to end and end their days, but were the barbarians fed with blood?
Your prayer has been heard, prefect, Thiudimir say, we are going to begin the last act!
What death did he reserve for them?
Defeated, naked and chained in the agora of the completely devastated city of Durocortum, about to be tortured and killed by bloodthirsty barbarians who had already exterminated his army and the entire population of the city, what still worse could happen to him, Rufosellus Pralandus Corvus? Nothing? Well, if only ...
His whole family has just been delivered up to Thiudimir, the cruel, king of the Ostrogoths, master of the city by a naive and cowardly Gaulish winemaker.
"Your majesty," said the Gaul, addressing Thiudimir, "we have intercepted the family of the prefect of Durocortum, who were trying to flee, and we are giving them up to you as a measure of our good will towards you.
Very good, Gaul! Come and get your reward! said Thiudimir, and as soon as the man was near him, he thrust his sword into his throat!
"Decapitate all these Gallic bastards!" he added to his men, "and bring me those fucking Romans!"
In a few minutes, the spears of the barbarians were decorated with the heads of the Gauls, and Boius-Nudus and the women were dragged to the feet of the Ostrogoth leader.
Directly, Boius was stripped of his clothes and tied up beside the Prefect, who had still not been released.
"What happened?" he asked his friend.
"We were betrayed by those cowardly Gauls, who took us by surprise," he replied.
"For us," said Rufosellus, "it is certain death, but I hope for our women that he needs slaves, it is their only chance of survival."
The five women were there, motionless, huddled together, their wrists still tied behind their backs, waiting to know what the bloodthirsty Thiudimir was going to do with them!
"Here is the cream of Roman society!" he said, "we are going to expose them so that you, my dear warriors and families, can contemplate them! You will be able to touch them, to feel them, to violate them, but I forbid you to ruin them too much ...
Because they must die as Romans - on the cross!
Undress them and herd them in front of the men.
So there they were, all seven exhibited naked, chained, fed to the barbarians who hated them more than anything in the world...
Eulalia was the first to see a bearded giant, who had no idea what "bath" meant, already, 3 meters away from her, the smell of his sweat and his piss tickled her nostrils.
Coming within reach of her, he plastered his hand onto her sex and spread her lips, scratching her with his black nails! Pulling out his cock, he entered Eulalia at once.
She had a high heart and could not help but swallow her assailant.
Then , to her surprise, he struck her a severe punch in the belly, and then went behind and, pulling her hair violently back and calling her a bitch, drove his stinky cock in her ass.
Ejaculation was quick but the barbarian was as quickly replaced by another then a third, an endless chain ...
The four other women were not left behind, and were also suffering the assaults of these equally stinky barbarians!
Side men, it was not better, some fucked them, others hanged on their balls, twisted their dick, many pissed on them.
Then Thiudimir stopped these people and said, "Now let's get down to business, let's start their torment, first the whip, two per person, and tear them apart!"
And they went there with a good heart, each blow carried by their whips tearing pieces of flesh and inhuman howls to the tortured!
How long has it lasted?
It has in any case seemed very long to the victims!
When it was over, Rufosellus began to implore for this calvary to end and end their days, but were the barbarians fed with blood?
Your prayer has been heard, prefect, Thiudimir say, we are going to begin the last act!
What death did he reserve for them?
Loxuru
Graf von Kreuzigung
piraland
Tribune
Chapter 8
Abandoned for a moment by their executioners, the seven condemned, covered in blood, tried to recover a little, knowing that the worst was yet to come.
Following orders given by Thiudimir, his men planted five poles in front of the women and brought all the necessary for their crucifixion.
On the men's side, two St. Andrew's crosses were brought.
Then they began to take charge of the two men, each one was set on a cross, and they began to nail them.
The barbarians do not have, like the Romans, a culture of crucifixion, for them, provided that the body is well fixed, they just make a game of the rest! They are barbarians!
The men were In infinite pain, screaming to tear out their lungs, as huge nails were planted in their wrists, shoulders and feet.
As soon as they'd been nailed, their two crosses were raised, but with the heads of the two men down!
Next came Roberta and Serva Obesa!
I will be magnanimous, Thiudimir tells them, you will be able to pay a last homage to your husbands!
You will suck them one last time!
However, when feeling such pain, did men achieve erections, and finally ejaculate in the mouths of their wives? The two matrons are of course experts, but in their position ...!
Immediately after swallowing the semen of their men, the two women were thrown to the floor on patibula, and their arms were immediately nailed horizontally, like the men's, with four nails.
Their wrists pierced and their shoulders probably fractured, the pain of the two women was horrible, but it was only the beginning...
Their feet were raised and their legs pulled apart, so that a barbarian could introduce into their anuses, a stake 5 centimeters in diameter with a rounded head, and made it penetrate a good twenty centimeters.
Then, giants took their patibula at arm's length, raising them, suspended by their arms, while putting the ends of their impaling stakes on the ground.
With their weight, and the thrust exerted by their carriers, the stakes penetrated slowly but surely into the bodies of the two women. The rounded head of the stakes, having torn through their intestines, progressed by spreading the organs rather than piercing them. The two women were constantly screaming! This foreign body, which was invading them upwards from below, caused them immeasurable pain.
A swelling formed just above Roberta's left breast, then the flesh tore and made way for the round tip of the stake, the same phenomenon occurred for Serva Obesa, but it was just behind her right collarbone.
Immediately they were taken away, their patibula were united to their stipites, and their ankles were nailed there. Their journey was over, their agony could begin ...
They continued to scream in their pain, crying, begging for it to be ended!
Your voices are breaking my ears, said Thiudimir, advancing towards the two men, Your women worship your cocks, we will give them them forever!
With one hand, he grabbed the balls and sex of Boius-Nudus and sliced them off. Then he went to Serva Obesa and introduced them into her mouth and made her gag. Then it was the turn of Rufossellus and Roberta to suffer the same fate.
He then pushed a sharp point into the bloody wounds of the two men.
I do not know if the two women died of suffocation or because of the stakes that transfixed them, but a few minutes later, they expired.
The two men, with that pointed stake coming out of their mouths, followed them a few seconds.
There remained the three girls, would they suffer the same fate?
Abandoned for a moment by their executioners, the seven condemned, covered in blood, tried to recover a little, knowing that the worst was yet to come.
Following orders given by Thiudimir, his men planted five poles in front of the women and brought all the necessary for their crucifixion.
On the men's side, two St. Andrew's crosses were brought.
Then they began to take charge of the two men, each one was set on a cross, and they began to nail them.
The barbarians do not have, like the Romans, a culture of crucifixion, for them, provided that the body is well fixed, they just make a game of the rest! They are barbarians!
The men were In infinite pain, screaming to tear out their lungs, as huge nails were planted in their wrists, shoulders and feet.
As soon as they'd been nailed, their two crosses were raised, but with the heads of the two men down!
Next came Roberta and Serva Obesa!
I will be magnanimous, Thiudimir tells them, you will be able to pay a last homage to your husbands!
You will suck them one last time!
However, when feeling such pain, did men achieve erections, and finally ejaculate in the mouths of their wives? The two matrons are of course experts, but in their position ...!
Immediately after swallowing the semen of their men, the two women were thrown to the floor on patibula, and their arms were immediately nailed horizontally, like the men's, with four nails.
Their wrists pierced and their shoulders probably fractured, the pain of the two women was horrible, but it was only the beginning...
Their feet were raised and their legs pulled apart, so that a barbarian could introduce into their anuses, a stake 5 centimeters in diameter with a rounded head, and made it penetrate a good twenty centimeters.
Then, giants took their patibula at arm's length, raising them, suspended by their arms, while putting the ends of their impaling stakes on the ground.
With their weight, and the thrust exerted by their carriers, the stakes penetrated slowly but surely into the bodies of the two women. The rounded head of the stakes, having torn through their intestines, progressed by spreading the organs rather than piercing them. The two women were constantly screaming! This foreign body, which was invading them upwards from below, caused them immeasurable pain.
A swelling formed just above Roberta's left breast, then the flesh tore and made way for the round tip of the stake, the same phenomenon occurred for Serva Obesa, but it was just behind her right collarbone.
Immediately they were taken away, their patibula were united to their stipites, and their ankles were nailed there. Their journey was over, their agony could begin ...
They continued to scream in their pain, crying, begging for it to be ended!
Your voices are breaking my ears, said Thiudimir, advancing towards the two men, Your women worship your cocks, we will give them them forever!
With one hand, he grabbed the balls and sex of Boius-Nudus and sliced them off. Then he went to Serva Obesa and introduced them into her mouth and made her gag. Then it was the turn of Rufossellus and Roberta to suffer the same fate.
He then pushed a sharp point into the bloody wounds of the two men.
I do not know if the two women died of suffocation or because of the stakes that transfixed them, but a few minutes later, they expired.
The two men, with that pointed stake coming out of their mouths, followed them a few seconds.
There remained the three girls, would they suffer the same fate?
Loxuru
Graf von Kreuzigung
Right you are, Piraland! Romans crucified their condemned in a civilised way!
Good episode!
piraland
Tribune
Chapter 9
So there are only three girls left!
Despite the very hard flogging that they had to undergo, they remain proud and beautiful!
The red marks left by the leather straps and the blows received do not affect their beauty.
Thiudimir, who had not participated in the gang rape, felt in him a terrible desire to possess, penetrate, smash them. They are so attractive that it would make many sex slaves but, they are Roman, and Roman women do not accept the domination of a barbarian like him and eventually turn against him! he did not want to be murdered one day or he would penetrate them!
They had to die, it was obligatory. But before, he wanted them.
He first took Barbara off and made her lie down on a patibulum! Directly, in a piercing scream of pain, her arms were nailed like those of the other two women before her!
Thiudimir put his cock in her mouth and forced him to suck and, in form, he penetrated at once and was quick to ejaculate!
Put me that! he said, already looking towards Catherina!
Barbara's patibulum was united to her post and ankles nailed!
Catherina was already being fixed on her patibulum while the barbarian leader watched her pussy open and close as she struggled.
All the nails were not yet in place that his cock was already hitting the bottom of the vagina of the poor girl. Their mating lasted longer but Thiudimir eventually spread in her.
Two simultaneous shouts of enjoyment for him and of pain and disgust for her, mixed with the clamor of the crowd of barbarians who appreciated the scene.
Then she was definitely united to her cross, the two girls formed a very beautiful couple of crucified females, exposing to those who wanted their firm breasts and their sex still dripping sperm Thiudimir!
He picked up the swords of two Romans and came back to the two crucified ones!
Waving a sword in front of Barbara, he pointed to the entrance to her vagina and pushed slowly inside until there is only the handle that exceeds! He did the same on Catherina!
The two young women were draining their blood and in a few minutes passed from life to death!
Eulalia, still chained, had to bear the sight of all the horrors that her family had undergone and was waiting for what would be her fate, what additional cruelties was Thiudimir preparing for her?
Thiudimir recovered from his sexual exploits and took his time turning around Eulalia grazing and touching her, caressing her hypocritically.
He had it removed and placed it on her patibulum, the tip of the first nail is on her right wrist and in four hammers it is fixed!
Screaming and wriggling, Eulalia exposes her pussy to the barbarian who throws herself on her and penetrates at once!
He soon emptied into her and took the hammer and a second nail to fix Eulalia's left wrist. he raised his arm, and at that moment a volley of arrows fell upon the crowd of barbarians!
Thiudimir took one between both shoulders and collapsed on Eulalia, stiff dead.
So there are only three girls left!
Despite the very hard flogging that they had to undergo, they remain proud and beautiful!
The red marks left by the leather straps and the blows received do not affect their beauty.
Thiudimir, who had not participated in the gang rape, felt in him a terrible desire to possess, penetrate, smash them. They are so attractive that it would make many sex slaves but, they are Roman, and Roman women do not accept the domination of a barbarian like him and eventually turn against him! he did not want to be murdered one day or he would penetrate them!
They had to die, it was obligatory. But before, he wanted them.
He first took Barbara off and made her lie down on a patibulum! Directly, in a piercing scream of pain, her arms were nailed like those of the other two women before her!
Thiudimir put his cock in her mouth and forced him to suck and, in form, he penetrated at once and was quick to ejaculate!
Put me that! he said, already looking towards Catherina!
Barbara's patibulum was united to her post and ankles nailed!
Catherina was already being fixed on her patibulum while the barbarian leader watched her pussy open and close as she struggled.
All the nails were not yet in place that his cock was already hitting the bottom of the vagina of the poor girl. Their mating lasted longer but Thiudimir eventually spread in her.
Two simultaneous shouts of enjoyment for him and of pain and disgust for her, mixed with the clamor of the crowd of barbarians who appreciated the scene.
Then she was definitely united to her cross, the two girls formed a very beautiful couple of crucified females, exposing to those who wanted their firm breasts and their sex still dripping sperm Thiudimir!
He picked up the swords of two Romans and came back to the two crucified ones!
Waving a sword in front of Barbara, he pointed to the entrance to her vagina and pushed slowly inside until there is only the handle that exceeds! He did the same on Catherina!
The two young women were draining their blood and in a few minutes passed from life to death!
Eulalia, still chained, had to bear the sight of all the horrors that her family had undergone and was waiting for what would be her fate, what additional cruelties was Thiudimir preparing for her?
Thiudimir recovered from his sexual exploits and took his time turning around Eulalia grazing and touching her, caressing her hypocritically.
He had it removed and placed it on her patibulum, the tip of the first nail is on her right wrist and in four hammers it is fixed!
Screaming and wriggling, Eulalia exposes her pussy to the barbarian who throws herself on her and penetrates at once!
He soon emptied into her and took the hammer and a second nail to fix Eulalia's left wrist. he raised his arm, and at that moment a volley of arrows fell upon the crowd of barbarians!
Thiudimir took one between both shoulders and collapsed on Eulalia, stiff dead.
piraland
Tribune
A barbarian way !!!Yikes ... what a way to go!
Loxuru
Graf von Kreuzigung
Nail Her to the Cross
Magistrate
It seems that Eva Inanna likes this type of crucifixion.....her date for her nailing is coming soon ...and we will give her lustful body this and much more!
piraland
Tribune
Chapter 10
What had happened?
Eulalia was lying on her back, naked, one wrist nailed to a beam, and Thiudimir dead, crushing her with his weight.
She saw herself being crucified and killed in a horrible way, and then suddenly these unexpected arrows were coming out of nowhere!
Flights of arrows succeeded one another, and the barbarians massed in the agora fell like flies.
Then came the climax, Roman legionaries burst onto the piazza, slaughtering the Ostrogoths and their families.
The barbarians had shown no pity, the Romans imitated them, and in less than two hours the Ostrogoths were all eliminated.
Eulalia realized immediately that this was not her last day after all, and was just waiting for to be released.
How had the Romans come to Durocortum?
They had arrived very quickly, but not fast enough to avoid the massacre of the citizens and the murder of the prefect and his family.
The centurion, Gracchus Venetius, had fulfilled his mission to perfection, he had lured Attila and his troops into the trap set by Dux Aetius at the Catalaunian Plains.
After a hard battle, the Huns had been defeated by the Roman legions and were on the run.
Immediately after the battle, Gracchus Venetius had asked the Dux to allow him to go back to Durocortum to reassure the prefect and the population of the city.
Alas, on arriving, he could only observe the disaster, witnessing the end of the executions of Barbara and Catharina, and could only intervene once his troops were in the piazza, thus saving Eulalia.
Traumatized but alive, Eulalia was still wondering how!
A sheet was placed under her back, and her injured wrist summarily treated. Then she staggered to the remains of her family members who had just been brought down from their crosses.
She kissed them all, while blaming herself for still being alive.
Her wrist, though painful, would heal but the wound in her mind would never close, she would always have in her memory the images of the ordeal of her parents, her sisters and her friends.
Never, for her, could life be the same, she would never forget.
Crying, she departed, supported by Gracchus Venetius, determined to leave this cursed city.
With Attila on the run, Aetius would be able to parade in a Triumph through Rome, but, in this year 451, we can declare that the fall of the Roman Empire had begun.
In twenty-five years, on September 4, 476, Romulus Augustule last emperor of Rome, would abdicate, putting an end to the Western Roman Empire.
A page of history was turning.
The End
What had happened?
Eulalia was lying on her back, naked, one wrist nailed to a beam, and Thiudimir dead, crushing her with his weight.
She saw herself being crucified and killed in a horrible way, and then suddenly these unexpected arrows were coming out of nowhere!
Flights of arrows succeeded one another, and the barbarians massed in the agora fell like flies.
Then came the climax, Roman legionaries burst onto the piazza, slaughtering the Ostrogoths and their families.
The barbarians had shown no pity, the Romans imitated them, and in less than two hours the Ostrogoths were all eliminated.
Eulalia realized immediately that this was not her last day after all, and was just waiting for to be released.
How had the Romans come to Durocortum?
They had arrived very quickly, but not fast enough to avoid the massacre of the citizens and the murder of the prefect and his family.
The centurion, Gracchus Venetius, had fulfilled his mission to perfection, he had lured Attila and his troops into the trap set by Dux Aetius at the Catalaunian Plains.
After a hard battle, the Huns had been defeated by the Roman legions and were on the run.
Immediately after the battle, Gracchus Venetius had asked the Dux to allow him to go back to Durocortum to reassure the prefect and the population of the city.
Alas, on arriving, he could only observe the disaster, witnessing the end of the executions of Barbara and Catharina, and could only intervene once his troops were in the piazza, thus saving Eulalia.
Traumatized but alive, Eulalia was still wondering how!
A sheet was placed under her back, and her injured wrist summarily treated. Then she staggered to the remains of her family members who had just been brought down from their crosses.
She kissed them all, while blaming herself for still being alive.
Her wrist, though painful, would heal but the wound in her mind would never close, she would always have in her memory the images of the ordeal of her parents, her sisters and her friends.
Never, for her, could life be the same, she would never forget.
Crying, she departed, supported by Gracchus Venetius, determined to leave this cursed city.
With Attila on the run, Aetius would be able to parade in a Triumph through Rome, but, in this year 451, we can declare that the fall of the Roman Empire had begun.
In twenty-five years, on September 4, 476, Romulus Augustule last emperor of Rome, would abdicate, putting an end to the Western Roman Empire.
A page of history was turning.
The End
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morten sigurdson
Voivode of Wallachia
Well written Sir, nice story with interesting historical moments.
messaline
Crucified Amazon
... with the help of Visigoth , Salian Franks, Burgundians, Saxons, Armoricans, Alans, Olibrones ...
Praefectus Praetorio
R.I.P. Brother of the Quill
Long before the Huns, the "Roman" legions were made up mostly of non-Roman, "Barbarian" soldiers. (Though there is not hard evidence of any Gauls called Asterix or Obelix being among the recruits.)... with the help of Visigoth , Salian Franks, Burgundians, Saxons, Armoricans, Alans, Olibrones ...
piraland
Tribune
... with the help of Visigoth , Salian Franks, Burgundians, Saxons, Armoricans, Alans, Olibrones ...
It is obvious that the armies of that time were composed of men coming from very different horizons.
This is still the case today in France, it is still "the foreign legion".
And they found women along the way. I happened to be looking today at an inscription from Hadrians Wall by a Syrian soldier and his Catuvellana wife - she'd have been from down south, what's nowadays roughly Bucks and Herts. They'd have been a very mixed bunch.
Praefectus Praetorio
R.I.P. Brother of the Quill
"Happened to be looking at an inscription from Hadrian's Wall."
I feel like Professor Moore listening to Dr. Chaucer reciting the texts in Greek of New Testament lacunae that he cataloged forty years ago.