I read a reports from my oficers when some on drove into Legio's camp. I heard laudly voices of soldiers. Somthing strange was going on. I left a tent and I saw a group of legionnaries and horse. Soldiers looked on something on groud.
-What's going on ???- I asked. Aurelius Victorinus which was in group next to horse slowly went to me.
-It's messenger from Carthago Nova...-
-What is he doing here ???- two orderlys ran throug the camp.
-He have a message...look-Aurelius gave me a pice of parchment. I started to read. Some legionnaries joined to the group looked on orderlys work.
-I can't belive this. Slaves revolt in gold mines ??? Carthago Nova has been taken. This is impossibly-orderlys took a messenger to tent which is called "hospital". It was a young man, he wore only white tunic. But now white tunic was red. Red from blood. Arrows punched his left arm and chest. It was wonder that he arrived to us. But now he was dieing. I saw it in his eyes. Life ran away from him very fast. Nobody could helped him.
-Go to Sothiris and gave him this letter- Aurelius went to legatus tent-Hey Ciro !!!-I called my adiutant. He was taliking with ones of centurions. He looked at me.
-Ciro what are you doing ??? Come here !!!- I told him what was in the letter. He was suprised, like me-prepare soldiers. We must be ready to go. I must rehabilitate for me last "action"- Ciro shouted.
-Attention !!!-soldiers made two lines-From now I gave you twenty minutes to get ready to march. Go !- soldiers went back to their tents. After twenty minutes they stayed opposite me. Then Sothiris left his tent with all tribunes and Aurelius. I ran to him.
-Ave legatus legionis Sothiris Varus Lenas !!! I Marcus Livius Druzus, primus pilus of X Legio report that the first cohort is ready to go to Carthago Nova- he looked at me very long. He know why I was ready.
-Yes, you will go. But not with all cohort. We must know their forces. Choose fifteen soldiers from your coort. You will go on recognitio. You must be ready at evening-
-Yes sir !- I choose ten peoples. Their were the best from all my men. We left our armours, shield and helmets. We took only swords. We must be quiet. We must be black like night...