A Difference Of Fate: A Late Roman Timeline

Chapter 37 480-485 The ascension of Marcianus
  • Chapter 37

    480

    In the year 480 Constantinus with 15,000 men would march into Seuvi territory however unlike the quick campaign he had been hoping and planning for, Constantinus would experience a protracted campaign. The Kingship of the Seuvi had fallen upon a man by the name of Veremundus. He was an experienced warrior having experienced several of the last wars against rome being in his mid 50s. He had seen that under the new roman leadership since Majorians rise that the roman army had become an effective fighting unit once again. It was for this reason Veremundus refused to fight the young Caesar in the open or in some cases at all, his army only numbered 10,000 and was a mixture of veteran warriors and extremely young men, men who could hardly be called that, being less than 17 summers old and forced to adulthood because all their fathers had died.

    With this sort of force Veremundus decided the best tactic was to instead allow his warriors grow their skills in ambushes and hit and run attacks. Which allowed his men to blood themselves without the risk of losing to many men. There was some anger as the summer passed that all they were doing was killing ill equipped men in an unhonourable way. Veremundus argued to his men that the Honourable way would see then dead and leave their families to the mercy of the Romans, and had the romans every shown mercy?


    For Constantinus this sort of war was a learning experience and a frustrating experience. Whenever he thought he had the Seuvi pinned down in a valley his men would march into the Seuvi camp to find it empty and the fires only recently dead. The ambushes on his supply train and his patrols did nothing to help his mood either. Even the towns he passed through for the most part were empty the people having run away only days before hand. The only true action his men got for all their marching was when they chanced upon the column of villagers who were trying to get away from the romans. Their had only been a few auctual warriors with the group of perhaps 250 people. But most of the warriors were old grandfathers and young sons who in a year or two would have joined the seuvi army. The breif clash resulted in 50 dead seuvi and only a few dozen lightly wounded romans, the women and children were put in chains and readied to be sent to the slave markets. But Constantinus thought of a different plan. He released the captives, but it was no mercy. He was giving Veremundus more mouths to feed over the winter, a winter they would spend with very little food and shelter, as Constantinus then issued that the entirety of the Seuvi kingdom was to be razed. If they wouldnt fight him, he would make sure they wouldnt live long enough to fight.

    For the weeks afterwards Constantinus marched his men around the kingdom burning crops graineries killing and burning any farm animals, and farms in general. He did leave the cities alone, as they would force Veremundus to act next year unless the same thing happen the following year. Now of course Constantinus was not able to destroy every farm grainery or food store. The damage however was enough that the Seuvi would starve during the winter.

    The following year 481, Constantinus marched once again into Seuvi territory this time he didnt pass many freshly sown fields only burned wrecked farms. At Portus Cale he issued the proclamation that any town or city that submitted to him and agreed to live under direct Roman rule would live free of harm and would be sent supplies immediately. The effect was great as many towns sent men with their surrender, however not as much as expected. The reason however was soon found out when one of Constantinus patrols found a town, where the entire population had starved or froze over the winter....

    As for Veremundus there was no sign of him, and as Constantinus marched into the northern territories of the Seuvi he found the so called Seuvi King, or it should be said, Veremundus found him. The ambush had it not been fouled by a young warrior who jumped forward to early, would likely have succeeded. Instead the young warriors eagerness gave the romans the time to raise their shields into a defensive stance and ward off most of the incoming missiles. Thousands of javelins and arrows rained down on the romans, followed by the Seuvi charge, however instead of crashing through the roman formations the roman shield wall held. The fighting was feirce and brutal but after a couple hours with the dead mounting and not in favor of the Seuvi Veremundus called a retreat. That night after dealing with their dead and wounded Constantinus followed the route one of his scouts had found and in the middle of the night crashed into the Seuvi camp. Veremundus's defeat was total as Constantinus personally held a Sword to his throat.

    The capitulation of the Seuvi was total. Within weeks roman administration began appearing in the new conquest. The terms were similar to that of the Visigoths, Constantinus left one of the Hispanian Duxs a man named Afranius Galates to garrison the area with 3,000 men. Constantinus would not however simply go back to rome, first he then dealt with the Baugudae in the Vascone area of Northern Hispania. His lightning attack allowed him to raze several settlements and defeat a small Baugudae army in battle. The Baugudae leader would in front of his people submit them to roman rule, making all of Hispania roman again.

    When he arrived back in Rome at the end of 481, Constantinus was given a triumph alongside his brother. The following years however much to the annoyance of Constantinus was peaceful, never being an idle man however Constantinus was constantly planning campaigns, against the Franks the Alemanni and the Ostrogths. His obsession became difficult for Theodosius to bear, especially since Constantinus began ending every conversation or arguement with the following, "Give me 30,000 men brother and i will finish what father started." Meanwhile Gallus became the confidant and at times the messenger of both brothers. Carefully soaking in all the information that he could from his brothers. Something which would become useful years later...

    During these years however Theodosius had second son named Gaius Julius Valerius Marinus.

    However in 485 as both halves of the empire enjoyed peace and prosperity, one of the men who had been a major part of why that happened finally passed. At the age of 66 Anthemius would pass in Constantinople. His eldest surviving son Flavius Procopius Marcianus succeeded him. Marcianus had married Julia Placidia years before and the two had since had two daughters, Procopia Marciana and Procopia Placidia, with a son being born following Marcianus's accession by a matter of months, being named Marcus Procopius Anthemius.

    Marcianus's first actions were to name Aurelius Ulpianus Traianus as his Magister Militum. While the east had several magister militums already, Traianus would be higher ranking, as well as commanding the Emperors personnel troops around thrace and western anatolia. His brothers Flavius Procopius Anthemius, known as Procopius and Flavius Procopius Romolus would be given administrative commands around the empire, though Procopius would later become a Historian, in which much of eras historical writings would come from. Romolus however had a future that was etched with trouble.
     
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    Chapter 38 486-488 True Love
  • Chapter 38


    With the ascension of Marcianus in the east, Theodosius who was a few years older was now considered the Senior Emperor also having been emperor for tumultuous years at this point. Being brother in laws, the hope was for even greater co operation between the two emperors and their halves of the empire. However instead of the massive campaigns there fathers had done together, the two Emperors would be noted for a much different approach to ruling the split empire. Theodosius had Marcianus and the eastern imperial family join him in Rome to discuss the future plans of the empire and celebrate his brother in laws Rise to power.

    In the celebration and meetings that followed for the following week, much was discussed. Both men enjoyed peace, and wanted that for their people. In the east Marcianus only intended to fight the Sassanids if provoked, but brought forward his plans to bring the eastern client states closer to the empire. Southern Egypt had been peaceful for a long time but there were rumblings of trouble rising, Marcianus intended to have his envoys travel to the Kingdom of Aksum to bring that kingdom into the roman fold as a true ally. The only true threat to the east was across the Danube.

    As for the west Theodosius discussed how he would finally allow his brother Constantinus to take command in Gaul, and prepare a campaign against the Franks and Alemanni. Much of the two Emperors meetings however discussed Economy, trade and taxes, and how the Empires coffers could continue to grow.

    One notable thing that happened during this week of festivals and meetings was the meeting of two people. Constantinus's pregnant wife, Flavia Marcella, would introduce the 25 year old Gallus to a freind of hers, the beautiful Anicia Pompeia, a descendant of Marcus Aurelius, through Lucilla and her husband Tiberius Claudius Pompeianus, which gave her an enormous pedigree. The two noticeably hit it off, and many were awed by how the two were able to captivate everyone around them with laughter and joy. Within the year the two would be married, and it is said that the marriage between Gallus and Pompeia was one of true love, something that was a rarity in those days, it was a love that would be recorded in books, poems and stories throughout time.

    After the meeting of the two Emperors, Theodosius would follow up on his conversation with Marcianus by sending Constantinus to Gaul, where he was given the directive of training the troops there and gathering a force of 30,000 men, in which he was to reconquer Gaul, with the campaign beginning in 488. Constantinus first son would be born in Gaul, and in honour of his coming campaigns he would be named Marcus Julius Valerius Germanicus, and in the year that the war began a second son would be born named Marcus Julius Valerius Drusus, with Constantinus's feverent admiration of the two generals who had fought in Germania becoming more evident. Gallus would also join Constantinus in 488 for the first campaign. Brining news of the birth of his Daughter, Julia Pompeia.

    The year 488 would mark the beginning of new era for the empire.
     
    Chapter 39 Intereum chapter, members of the western Imperial family
  • Julius Valerius Majorian (Deceased) Married to Julia Placidia
    1. Gaius Julius Valerius Theodosius married Alypia.
    A. Majorian younger (Deceased)
    B. Unnamed Son (Deceased)
    C. Gaius Julius Valerius Placidius born. 479
    D. Gaius Julius Valerius Marinus born. 482
    E. Gaius Julius Valerius Bassianus born. Future

    2. Julia Placidia married Flavius Procopius Marcianus Easter Emperor
    A. Procopia Marciana Born 476
    B. Procopia Placidia Born 480
    C. Marcus Procopius Anthemius Born. 485

    3. Marcus Julius Valerius Constantinus married Flavia Marcella
    A. Julia Constantina born. 479
    B. Marcus Julius Valerius Germanicus born. 486
    C. Marcus Julius Valerius Drusus Born. 488

    4. Lucius Julius Valerius Gallus married Anicia Pompeia
    A. Julia Pompeia Born. 488
    B. Lucius Julius Valerius Valens born. Future
    C. Lucius Julius Valerius Pompeius


    Valentinianus III M. Licinia Eudoxia

    1. Eudocia m. Julius Nepos
    A. Galla Valentinia adopted b.457
    B. Lucius Julius Nepotianus b.476
    C. Julia Eudoxia B. 479


    Sorry for the previous short chapter, it was more of a short timejump, but i wanted to highlight the very important marriage between Gallus and Pompeia. The next chapter will focus on Constantinus Gallic Campaigns. Something that i will foreshadow will be his last Campaigns....

    I also want to note that those that are marked on this list as born in the future, where put there so that everyone was kept on track, as well as to note those two boys will be very important parts of this timeline, perhaps for some suprising reasons, Their births will come shortly into the story.
     
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    Chapter 40 Eastern Imperial Family
  • Anthemius m. Marcia Euphemia

    1. Anthemioulus deceased 469AD

    2. Alypia b. 456 m. Theodosius

    3. Flavius Procopius Marcianus b.458 m. Julia Placidia
    A. Procopia Marciana b.479
    B. Procopia Placidia b. 483
    C. Marcus Procopius Anthemius b. 485

    4. Flavius Procopius Anthemius b. 460 m. Currently unnamed wife
    A. Unnamed son
    B. Unnamed Daughter

    5 Flavius Procopius Romolus B.469
     
    Chapter 41: 487 Intrigues of Brothers
  • Chapter 41

    487 November
    Imperial Palace Rome

    Gallus watched his brother through his notorious inquisitive gaze. For his part Theodosius had calmed down before he had allowed his other advisors into the room. Including men such as Syragius, Nepos, and other Comes and Duxs who had been rotated out of command over the years. Everyone around the room was nervous the Emperors mood had been in poor form for several weeks with the recent reports from Gaul.

    "My brother Constantinus has done well preparing his troops for the coming campaign if the reports are accurate which I am confident they are Constantinus had 38,000 men under the banner. An increase of nearly 12,000 in two years. However as we have heard in recent reports," Here Theodosius nodded his head to Nepos as the news had come from a long time freind and peer of ally and subordinate. "Gallicianus reported that there was a stirring of mutiny, not against my brother but against me. His most recent report which i recieved just today is that Constantinus was declared on the fields in front of his camp to be Imperator." A gasp of shock rose, and Gallus could feel the eyes of his peers glance to him, questioning what the youngest brother thought of this usurpation and if he would be a threat, or their ally. However Theodosius quickly brought there eyes back to him. "Constantinus has however derailed this attempted acclimation of himself." The tension that had been in the room seemed to disappear. "He declared that he was not fit to sit in Rome and get fat and slow, "something which Theodosius wasnt as he stull cut a sharp chiseled look. "He then quickly had the ring leaders rounded up and executed the dissenters where ordered to perform a decimation. However as thousands of men prepared to kill the unlucky man in their groups he ordered a halt." Everyone was suprised by this turn of events. "Constantinus realized that he could not lose a 10th of his force, and had these men brought to their lowest to humiliate them into line, however for saving there lives I think he has only prolonged his acclimation. That is why Gallus will be going North." This brought anothe round if shocked expressions. "Gallus you will work with Gallicianus to make sure the coming campaigns go well for your brother, but also to give us better insight into this problem. You will go with a commision as a Comes and as Constantinus's second. He may not welcome you and perceive you as a hinderence. Our brother has been given the allowance of acting like a Emperor in Gaul, let us make sure he does not become one." Gallus nodded, the meeting continued on for some time and as everyone left with Nepos promising to give Gallus some advice afterwards, Theodosius seemed still lost in thought, which still concerned Gallus, who was stopped from going to stand by his brothers side as Nepos dragged him onwards promising that when he left in a day or two Gallus would know everything about Gaul, and that the young man would be sick from getting used to the Gallic Beer that was far to common up in that country, that was Nepos's Preperation.

    However as the last of his advisors left Theodosius stayed looking a the map of his empire, for several minutes, tracing random thoughts out onto the map, when the door opened again and his Palitini let in another man. "Aaah hello Friginus." Friginus was quite a sight a handsome man, gothic in heritage, and also a freedman. The nature of his skills were evident by the numerous scars that crossed his arms and a nasty one that went over his eye and cheek that had somehow not damaged the organ. "This paper i am giving you will give you make you a tribune, you are to attach yourself to Gallus and Gallicianus. You are to make sure they are sending accurate information a report of your own, and importantly you are to make sure nothing out of hand happens. If any of the commanders speak of betrayal make them disappear from my brothers circle and keep an eye on him, I want you to send me reports on him before he does anything dangerous." Friginus nodded looked at the paper which was titled, Recommendation for Titus Aelius Scaurus. He smiled, the new name would suit him as had his previous names that Theodosius had provided him.


    Gaul
    January

    Gallus cursed the snow, and the cold. Gallicianus laughed, "Dont worry, Gallus come summer you wont find a better province to spend time in." Gallus gave a sour glance at Gallicianus. The old veteran laughed, "I didnt say the winters could get old quickly." Gallus gave a harumph but couldnt help but smile. If he had to work with anyone in the north he was glad it was Marcus Junius Gallicianus. The man was a veteran and would be a deadly man to face, in fact if there was ever a man that could lead an army through hell and emerge victorious Gallus would bet on Gallicianus. However somehow the older hardened man with a face like steel, somehow contained an element in his personality that kept everyone in a happy mood, it was weird to Gallus to see a man who could be making a room of men laugh then the next be able to kill everyone of them without breaking a sweat.

    Gallus finally responded, "my brother seems to have this all well planned out, leave a garrison to block the Alemani then sweep into Frankish Territory and..."

    "Your brother thinks this will be an easy campaign, march in destroy the barbarians and then he hasnt told anyone yet but i think the garrison is holding in place so that he can march into Alemanni territory before fall after defeat the Franks. I however think your brother is under estimating the Franks. We may well meet them in a battle this year and hearing and seeing what your brother is like i expect we will be victorious however one battle wont be the end of the Franks, and their leader is just as bright as the young General, he nearly ended me and Nepos a while back." Gallicianus seemed to look down remembering that day.

    "Well for everyones sake I hope your right, Constantinus needs to do well, however if he does to well we could very well be talking to him as emperor, it may be best if this army is worn out after the coming campaigns, cause afterwards they will be looking for a big reward, and Constantinus wont be able to stop them that time." Gallicianus could only nod at the younger mans words.


    May 488

    Gallus watched from atop the hill with Gallicianus, and Constantinus as the army marched from the winter camp eastwards. A scarred Tribune who had joined the army soon after Gallus leading from the front. "He couldnt help but agree with Theodosius all those months ago. Constantinus was a danger, he acted like an Emperor in his own right, and the men loved him, and after all of that Constantinus had changed he wasnt the man that Gallus remembered, he was more calculated, and deadly, and hungry for success, he drove his men hard, and they seemed to follow him regardless of how hard he pushed, they would follow Constantinus into hell if he asked for it, Gallus just hoped he could prevent his brother doing that.....
     
    Chapter 42 488 Frankish Campaign Battle of Parisiorum
  • Chapter 42

    488

    The army had left Aurelianum on May 12th, the first goal of Constantinus was the city of Parisiorum. The city lay on the Seine river and was a major crossing point. The city itself lay on the island in the center of the river and the western bank. The city on the river would be more akin to a fortress, the western bank of the city, was smaller and at one point had never had a wall around it, however over time a small roman wall had surrounded the settlement, however since their annexation of the city the franks had build these walls up. When they arrived at the city, the 28,000 men of Constantinus army immediately arrayed to attack the walls of the city. Ladders which had been built in the days before their arrival and carried on the march were brought forward.

    "My spie in the city says there are but 8,000 men that hold the walls of that city. That will barely be enough to hold the walls and keep a reserve. We will take the city before dark." The simple statement from Constantinus to his generals was the order to advance, the battle plan having been made days before.

    Archers and a row of Legionaries advanced and when they got in range began firing volleys of arrows, however the franks simply hunkered down behind the shields only the odd scream of pain heard upon the walls. Their own archers returned fire, however the line of infantry that had moved forward used there shields to cover themselves and their archers in turn. Thousands of missiles filled the air however the death toll was small, with only a few dozen casualties taking place, the main reason for the roman archers was to keep the franks hunkered down.

    Cohorts of Legionaries marched forward shields raised and ladders held at the ready. Upon reaching the wall these ladders clattered onto the wall, and men immediately began climbing hoping to get to the top before they were attacked. For the frankish infantry and archers they quickly changed their focus to stopping these men from taking the walls, risking their lives to arrows to stab down with spears or to fire arrows downwards. However even as romans died reaching the top, gaps opened up on the wall and the romans slowly began to form a presense on the top of the wall. The fighting was viscous and casualties mounted however as the romans and franks formed shieldwalls on the top, the romans began to gain the advantage. After an hour or two of fighting the franks suddenly sounded the retreat and the evacuated the walls in an ordered fighting retreat, before running away from the walls to the bridges that would take them to their island fortress. The gate to the city was opened and Constantinus himself lead the roman and alani cavalry into the city hunting down the frankish army, instead of a running army though he met a shield wall at the bridge holding to allow their men to the island. When he crashed into their shield wall the fighting became extremely violent. However these men fought to the death to allow their men to get across the bridge causing a great number of casualties to the roman cavalry. The fact that he had unable to end the siege quickly angered the young general, and worse was the casualties he had suffered. In total the romans bad lost 1000 men between the battle for the walls and the battle at the bridge. The Franks had lost but a paltry 500 men, half of which were lost at the bridge. All this had been was a delaying action ment to poke at the romans and make them angry.

    It did in fact make Constantinus angry, the young general quickly came up with a plan, one that would see the franks unable to escape even if they wanted to. During the night, Constantinus would roughly 2000 men to the other side of the river by boat, along with pieces of dismantled artillery. By morning the east side of the river was garrisoned with 2000 legionaries, who were overly armed with artillery having 20 scorpions and 10 ballistae. However this unfortunately ment that Parisiorum would not be the quick battle the romans hoped for and that Clovis would have time to bring his main army forward.

    Over the course of the following week the bombardment of Parisiorum would devastate the island city and its walls. One of Constantinus men suggested destroying the bridges and leaving the people in the city to starve. But Constantinus was adamant that they would take the city leaving no enemy at their rear especially considering the strategic importance of this crossing of the river. Finally after a week of bombardment with the city gates destroyed on the main city side and the island fortress left in ruins Constantinus advanced, and met little resistance. For as he advanced from the west the franks charged through their eastern gates intent on charging through the roman blocking force. What they didnt plan for was the roman artillery which had been kept out of veiw. As the franks charged across the long bridge the artillery was quickly brought forward and to the horror of the fransk they were met by a devastating volley of Ballistae shot and scorpion bolts. The artillery simply ripped through the franks and before they could even charge through the devastation the first volley caused they were hit again, however as the romans went to reload again, a loud yell came up behind them as a thousand frankish lancers crashed into their rear. Clovis had personally arrived to Parisiorum.

    Gallus looked from the eastern walls on the island to where his brothers blocking force had been, and sighed. The frankish force in Parisiorum had done their job of blocking the romans until their king arrived, and had caused the death of 3000 romans in doing so. Of course the franks had lost roughly 2000 men, but no one considered that a good trade.

    Constantinus was irate. He had finally taken the city and opened up the path to the east, only to find Clovis had outplanned him and blocked him anyways, for as his men were being butchered by the Frank king and his heavy cavalry, over 20,000 Frankish soldiers arrived, blocking the blood bridge as it was now being called, and bringing both sides up to even numbers.

    One of the tribunii during their war meeting brought up that they could build a fleet of boats and cross the river enmass or use them to very the men further south and cross. Constantinus hadnt even spoken, instead motioning to Gallicianus replied with his previous experience with the Frankish king. "Clovis knows that on even ground the battle would be to close, he will only engage us when he knows he has the advantage. If we push across we will be bombarded with missiles before having to wade to shore and into the frankish lines, not exactly and easy crossing and one that we would win, if that is your suggestion i recomend you be put in the first boat to land." As the Tribunus looked down noticeably ashamed, Gallicianus continued. "If we move further south Clovis will either withdraw, or simply move to take the city blocking any retreat for us."

    "Where does that leave us sir?" Asked another Tribunus.

    Gallus watched his brother carefully, who finally spoke. "Individually the plans we have discussed will not work. Simply put the Franks will have the ability to prevent all of these plans. It is for that reason we will do all of them. The Tribune was not completely wrong, its a good plan just not fleshed out. I want our soldiers building boats on the western shore, we will then cross at night attacking at dawn. Our cavalry which numbers some 3,000 will move tonight to cross the river to the north it will be a 2 day march for them. When we attack we will bombard the east shore with artillery. Once the franks are suitably engaged on shore the cavalry will hit them from the rear, Gallus that will be you with them, Gallicianus and I will lead across the river. The city gate will be protected by 2 cohorts, these 1000 men will prevent any attack on the city, and if we are advancing on shore they will then advance themselves."



    4 Days later
    May 29th

    Gallus and his men had been hidden for 2 days, watching and waiting at each dawn prepared to charge the frankish camp that they were only miles from, each night had been a cold one spent eating cold food. Now on the 4th day his men formed up they watched as a sudden volley of artillery missiles flew from the roman held city towards the east shore. It had begun, minutes later the sound of battle could be heard. "Today men, we defeat the Franks, today we will flank the Franks and bring honour to rome! Charge!"


    Dawn
    Constantinus smiled at the mighty sight that was before him hundreds of boats had beeb crafted in days, and were now filled with his army and was slowly rowing towards the east shore. In the early dawn light, he thought there was nothing more beautiful. With luck his men would make the shore before the alarm went up..... as the first boats began to unload he heard the alarm go up, the first men on shore immediately formed ranks raising there shields up, just in time for the missiles that launched towards them from the bush immediately to their front. While a few men fell the rest charged forward allowing room for the subsequent boats to discharge their men and form up on the waters edge. The battle was on. The fighting was viscous however suprisingly the romans were advancing easily it was almost like the Franks were allowing themselves to be pushed back. As the roman army completely discharged and formed up they made their way onto the open ground that lay behind the bush that covered the rivers edge. On open ground they could see that they were not completely facing the entire Frankish army in fact the franks were formed up about 500 yards behind the battleline. Waiting for the romans. Suddenly the entire frankish force charged crashing into the roman lines, a frenzied battle beginning.

    "Where is Gallus!" Constantinus roared. Gallicianus came along side him, "Sir weve got bigger problems." Constantinus looked to where Gallicianus was pointing. The Frankish Lancers had arrived and were bearing down on his right flank, several thousand infantry behind them. "Reserves with me!"

    Gallus and his men came thundering through the frankish camp they only met light resistance a few hundred men but they had slowed his men down nonetheless. His men immediately began to see his men forming up again. "Alright lets join the main battle. When they came upon it Gallus immediately yelled "shit! Charge wedge formation!"

    What they had come upon was the army of Constantinus deep in battle, his main line was holding even advancing however his flank was being torn apart by the frankish lancers, only a few cohorts holding the line.

    The Roman cavalry hit the Frankish flank hard smashing into them and savagely killing any they met. Gallus came upon the Tribunus Aelius Scaurus. "Tribune take your men and join the general on the right flank! And rush before the flank falls!" However he wouldnt get the chance, seeing the roman cavalry Clovis had ordered the franks to fall back. Their lines disengaged orderly as did their cavalry and began backstepping. Gallus immediately ordered his men to reform and was about to charged when Constantinus had his horns order a halt. Gallus immediately rode to his brothers position. Taking in the two armies positions. Realizing why his brother hadnt ordered an advance as he rode.

    The franks had gotten out of the battle in far better condition than the romans, as well their lancers had caused hundreds of casualties to the roman flank and were still relatively fresh and where as his cavalry were beginning to tire. Both armies began to step back, the battle for Parisiorum was over, and while the Romans could claim victory it was not decisive nor was it in their favour, the franks had badly maulled the romans causing some 4,000 casualties to their own 3,000 in the final battle and had fallen back in good order. The first phase of the Frankish Campaign had shown that Constantinus was not as invisible in commanding as everyone hoped.
     
    Chapter 43 488AD
  • Chapter 43

    448AD
    June 7th
    Gaul
    Along the siene river
    In the early dawn sun a General smiled as his boat slid onto the shore with the sand quietly crunching against its hull. The general waved his men forward and his men along with the men from hundrends of boats quickly unboarded their small crafts. Constantinus gave a look across his landing site and smiled, with only hand signals the men pulled their boats fully onto the shore giving room for the boats to land. After an hour his force all disembarked the young general wordlessly lead his men away from their landing sight in battle formation.

    The night before

    Clovis looked at his commanders. All were nobles and even a few had been his rivals to be king but now all subservent to him. He began to speak the argument had been going on for a while and he was tired of it. "The roman force that left their camp was nearly a third of their force. It contains all of their cavalry and several thousand infantry. You all tirelessly argued for me to order the attack on this force or thier camp. However by the time we moved either the camp or this force would have been reinforced and we would have been forced to give battle again, and not on our terms. Which is unfortunate for if we took his camp we would block the immediate route back into Roman territory. As it is, i can confirm that this force was shadowed by a force only slightly smaller in size, that would have been used to suprise attack us once battle began. No it has been a week since the battle, the romans continue to try and bait us into attacking, i have decided it is time to abandon this position." A grumble came up he could tell his nobles didnt like this approach. "Come dawn we will march east where he can find a suitable place for battle where we can crush these impudent romans."

    The following morning

    Constantinus smiled as the Frankish camp came in sight. His men had rowed through the night and now marched 10 miles towards the frankish camp. Upon seeing his bait handnt worked he had immediately moved to plan B. He had with a third of his men rowed upriver, and moved to get behind the Frankish camp, the rest of his army had marched from the camp towards the Frankish camp. The goal was for most of his army to engage the franks before the rest of his men hit them in the rear. However upon taking a closer inspection of the camp, Constantinus noticed the walls were empty and the smoke came from abandoned fires. The Franks had left, after a quck inspection they discovered the tracks leading east. As Gallus and Gallicianus came up from the other side of the camp, Constantinus swore. The franks had escaped him.


    Clovis and several of his nobles smiled as they watched from a nearby ridgeline as the Romans approached their camp. "You were right sire, had we not left the Romans would have forced battle and then hit us from behind."

    Clovis nodded. "This general Constantinus we face, he is proving himself a dangerous opponent. The next time he faces us wont be at a time or place of his choosing." The nobles smiled, they new Clovis plan, they only hoped the romans would fall for it."


    June 13th

    The morale in the roman camp had increased once the Burgundian Fedoratii arrived. The Burgundians had been their allies for nearly as long as the Alani, and had proven capable. Before the battle of Parisiorum Constantinus had asked for reinforcements but had not wanting to move his blocking troops in Gaul had asked for Burgundians to march north. The 5,000 men brought him up 26,000 men. Giving him once again a numbers advantage over the franks. They had followed the frankish march, keeping on the fading trail their army had made marching eastwards.

    After the days march they made camp, Constantinus brought all his officers into his tent, and discussed what they were seeing and if the scouts had found anything. After a long discussion plans for the next day were made. "Gallus you will lead the cavalry on forward. I want them to stay together for the most part but split off some scouting parties we need to get a better lay of the land and find these franks. The rest of us will continue the march.

    June 14th

    Gallus had rode about 5 miles ahead of the army with the majority of his men, he had sent out small 5 man scouting detachments to try and discover anything of use. As he came at the 5 mile mark he looked around. "Prefect what do you think of this area?" Prefect Rutillius Verrens looked around. "A perfect ambush spot sir."

    "Thats what i thought. Send a few men into the ridgelines there, i want them to confirm the enemy hasnt left any suprises for us." Several troopers walked up the steep ridges. What Gallus was looking at was a ridgeline that was forested, with a heavy forest that continued several miles of the north face of it. To the south was a small ravine. That was fairly steep. The troopers returned after several minutes of everyone sitting anxiously. "General the forest seems thick, but it does thin out the farther up you go, quite beautiful to be honest. While i did see some sign of movement, it was only the odd track, most likely a hunter. When i reached the top i couldn't see anyone on the other side."

    Gallus nodded, though the report still didnt stop his nerves on the area. "Alright lets continue on."


    2 hours later

    Gallus was now about 8 miles in front of the army, he had stopped his mens ride, as the Frankish tracks they had been following had turned into chaos. "Verrens quickly rode up to him. Sir ive confirmed it myself, all the chaos here turns into a steady line of march, back west just a mile north of here, they tried to make it hard to follow them." Gallus only had to think a moment before a conclusion came to his mind "God no, ride men Ride! Back to the column!" A faint blast of a horn could be heard.


    The roman army continued its march, Gallicianus was in a conversation with Constantinus in the middle of the army, both had noticed the terrain that Gallus had noted earlier, but seeing as how Gallus had not sent note back to them figured he had cleared the area well enough. Even as it was, the position made everyone nervous. The open road was on an area about 100 yards wide where the ground was open, to their right was the small ravine, to their left the forested ridgeline.

    Lucius Sepronius Geta laughed as Gellius made a joke. Sepronius had been in the army 3 years, and had done well at Parisiorum. He was apart of Tribunus Scaurus legion. Sepronius looked anxiously at the ridgline, before replying to his comrades joke, which had been a crude remark in itself. "Quiet you jackals, keep your eyes to the flanks and your ears open!"came a voice from up ahead. Sepronius looked forward to see his Centurion glaring at him. Centurion Arrius was a hardcore veteran and a solid leader, however as Sepronius watched that solid leadership came to an end, as an arrow embedded itself in the Centurions eye. A loud roar went up as arrows fell into the roman column killing or injuring hundreds, Sepronius raised his shield as a Arrow hit it, on the flank the Franks appeared, charging as the suprised roman column attempted to form up for batte. In seconds the franks crashed into the Roman column for Legionary Sepronius his battle only lasted a minute as a large Frank hit his shield knocking him down, he attempted to stab the frank in the leg, but only cut his inner thigh, the Frank growled in pain, his axe raised. Sepronius attempted to slide his shield up to stop the axe but was to slow. The axe handle smashed into the shield edge, but continued its downwards ark into his collarbone. Sepronius could hardly even feel the pain as his adrenaline pumped dulling it, he watched as Gellius stepped forward and stabbed the frank in the stomach, only to lose his arm as another frank hacked it off with his axe. As his arteries pumped his lifeblood out, Sepronius heard the dull sound of a horn being blown, trying in vain to alert the cavalry. Then everything went black.
     
    Chapter 44: The ambush finale 488
  • Chapter 44

    488AD
    North eastern Gaul

    Gallus grimaced as he watched the Frankish cavalry rode straight at them. Ready to fight and act as a blocking force, at their head was the Frankish Lancers. The two cavalry forces were about equal in size, however the frankish lancers where heavier cavalry then the roman and their fedorati counterparts. Taking inspiration from the Cataphracti about half of the Frankish cavalry was armoured in such style, with the remainder being lighter armed. However after their last battle Gallus had come up with a different tactic, something he had taken inspiration from the huns with, the few hunnic officers and soldiers having been crucial in training the new tactics in the men. The franks quickly would find out this new approach to cavalry warfare by the romans.

    The majority of the roman cavalry was armed with a lance, a oval shield, and a spatha, and armored with helm and chainmail. However a new addition to their equipment was the bow or plumbatta darts. While Gallus had a preference to a bow in his men equipment it just simply wasnt feasible for them to equip all his men with bow and arrows in such a short time, instead arming the best few hundred with bows the remainder being given a single dart that was to be used in the opening parts of the engagement.

    As they closed within the last 100 yards off the franks suddenly the romans split their formation, forming into a large V. As they enveloped the shocked franks who began to try and widen their own formation, and came along the flanks and front of their formation, the romans threw their darts or fired their bows into the frankish ranks. The effect was immediate as those at the front and sides of the Frankish formation fell, horses and men rolling into the ground, creating obstacles and chaos, slowing the frankish charge. However what the romans had really opened their formation up for, was for the Alani cavalry who had held at the rear of the charging formation. The alani lowered their lances, and charged straight into the frankish ranks that were in chaos, the romans quickly transfered their lances from their left hands that also carried their shiled to their now empty right hands, and in a slow arc smashed into the frankish flanks. The maneuver was made so gracefully that one would hardly think that this was the first time that these units performed this sort of attack. The results however proved it effective. Over the course of 15 minutes the franks lost nearly a an quarter of their cavalry, and where pushed into full route, the burgundians and alani pressing the route for several minutes before turning back to reform. By the end of the engagement 1000 franks lay dead or injured on the field for only 400 roman casualties half of these being from the Elite Alani who had charged headlong into the frankish front lines. After reforming his exhausted cavalry, Gallus had them continue their march to save the roman army.

    When they arrived at the battle scene 2 miles later, Gallus, as was the rest of his men where shocked at the sight. Below the slight rise they were upon the could see a sea of men, in many places it was hard to see any formation just a mixture of romans and franks fighting, however in spots there were formations formed into squares, and slowly it looked like some men were trying to join these formations which looked to be continously smashed into by a waves of frankish warriors. One particular formation seemed to be larger than the rest Gallus figured it held roughly 1000 men, and inside of it he could see his brother in his glittering armour riding around its center holding the formation together by his sheer presence.

    Gallus immediately gave out the orders, avoid any areas of mixed roman frankish presence, but hit the franks where they were attacking the formations. As the cavalry surged forward horns blaring he watched as a large force of Franks possibly 1500 strong swamped a part of his brothers formation, the fighting became extremely agressive and Gallus watched as Constantinus gathered a small reserve force and counter attacked the franks that threatened his square. By coincidence Gallus was leading his men along the battle front killing any frank in their way and heading straight towards his brothers formation. A frankish horn sounded about the noise of battle, the Franks seemed to understand it as they began to filter back towards the forest being cut down by the passing Cavalry. The men attacking his brothers formation however seemed to be more invigorated by this horn, that was until the 400 cavalrymen with Gallus smashed into their rear, several minutes later the last franks managed to escape the battle and join their brethren in the forest. However behind them they left a nearly shattered roman army and a battlefield littered with the dead, injured.

    Clovis watched with disgust as the roman cavalry appeared on the edge of the battlefield, his cavalry had failed, however with their failure several of his political rivals had also possibly been dealt with. The immediate problem was the threat they were to his men before him. He watched motionless as the roman cavalry seemed to gather their thoughts for moments before launching forward, splitting into several smaller groups intent on saving their larger formations from the waves of franks that threatened to swamp their individual formations. "Sound the retreat, the romans have survived this day." If any of his rivals had survived he would make sure they were dealt with appropriately their failure had lead to his victory being snatched away from him.

    The ambush resulted in nearly 8000 roman casualties not including the thousands who were injured and would take several weeks to recover nearly all soldiers being injured in some way. This left the romans with 18,000 men. The Franks had lost some 4,000 taking them to roughly 20,000 men. In the end the romans once again withdrew to Parisiorum. While the reputations of Constantinus and Gallus grew for keeping their army alive, both men felt guilty for the loss of their men and crushed that they had fallen into the trap. However their men revered them for saving there lives, however Clovis at this time had a reputation that placed him as nearly one of the best commanders of the age, while he had not been victorious he had dealt the romans something of phyrric victories. He would have to deal with the political blowback, however the clash of legendary commanders was not over, as Constantinus in the fall of 488 would once again move from Parisiorum in hopes of gaining the decisive victory he had been looking for since the spring. The following clash, would cement the reputation of one of these men in history.
     
    Chapter 45 488
  • Chapter 45

    488
    Eastern Gaul
    Between Parisiorum and The Rhine

    September 29th

    After leaving the confines of Parisiorum the Romans had marched east, at times in a large column and at times the infantry would split into several columns with the Cavalry ranging in front and on the flanks. While there had been several small skirmishes and minor battles where the arrival of reinforcements halted the battle as the other side would retreat nothing decisive had happened, that was about to change.

    Friginus had been a part of several of these small engagements, only making his reputation better with his peers, of course this was under the name of Titus Aelius Scaurus, an alias that the emperor Theodosius had come up with for him. In the year he had been in Gaul, he had earned friendship with Gallicianus the grey haired veteran of many campaigns and was one of the Caesar Constantinus right hand men, as well as the other Caesar Gallus. He could even say that Constantinus regarded him as one of his better officers and was bringing him closer into his inner circle. Which suited Friginus needs as he was to spy on the Caesar. What he had reported back to the Emperor was not good news. The army of Constantinus was once again becoming rebellious wishing to proclaim their general as Emperor. From what he had seen the Caesar didnt want to accept but how long before the men forced him to at thier sword points. Friginus shook his head, he had to focus, the battle was beginning.


    The franks under their king Clovis had slowly drawn the romans to this position. Meanwhile the romans had felt like they had pressured the Franks into taking the position and had forced the battle. Both had roughly 19,000 men under arms, though the romans critically had the advantage in Cavalry after the last battle had resulted in the franks losing a significant portion of that force.

    The battle began with the romans advancing there infantry forward across the open field that was the battlefield, between the two camps that were 2 miles apart from eachother. In the last 100 yards the franks charged, and both forces threw projectiles before they clashed. The franks momentum however gave them an initial upper hand. The infantry battle continued for an hour both forces slowly trying to extend the flank little by little trying to win an advantage and break the flanks as the centers held firm. This was when the cavalry battle would begin. Franks had arrayed their cavalry ahead of their infantry on either flank, where they ended up being just slightly behind the main battle line, the reason for this was soon to come apparent.

    The cavalry battle was short lived the Frankish cavalry which was outnumbered two to one broke after several viscous minutes of battle in which their force was cut down by over a third. They wheeled around and retreated in what looked like a random route, but was however ordered and carefully picked. As the romans followed them they were not aware of the carefully concealed pathways that the franks knew to look for. The romans fell into the trap as their cavalry charged straight into a field of Lilia traps. The roman cavalry lost all cohesion as horses fell into the holes some of which had sharpened stakes at the bottom and others of which where empty, either way the outcome was the same either the horse catapulted its rider facefirst into the dirt as its legs broke or rider and horse fell into the stakes. The grisly success of this trap on both flanks happened at the same time, and the frankish cavalry then circled around and assualted the roman cavalry once again.

    However even though the frankish ingenuity had weakened the roman force and gave them a slight advantage, they still couldnt overcome the romans who still outnumbered them, though by far less than before. At the head of this roman victory was Caesar Gallus who carved a path through the Franks in retribution for the trick they had played on his men. Eventually the Frankish cavalry retreated only a third of their men left, however they had taken down the Roman cavalry by over half, quite the feat in itself, but unfortunately not enough. Even if it had been enough it still might now have won them the battle. As the infantry battle was itself going the way of the romans. The franks fought a valiant battle in the center but the romans were able to overcome their initial charge and hold, and afterwards were able to wear down the franks with thier discplined tactics and switching of lines men out to keep them fresh in battle. Eventually Constantinus himself would lead a wedge of reserves straight through the center of the frankish army.

    What followed was a route. In total the franks would lose nearly 9,000 men to the romans 4,000. However no terms were accepted after the battle, the franks would retreat across the rhine with many of their people leaving the former province of Belgica back in Roman hands. Something that was an immense accomplishment for the young Caesar. However the main thing of note was that on the field of his victorious battle, Constantinus was once again proclaimed Emperor by his men, this time with his younger brother watching him intently....
     
    Chapter 46 To Awnser The Troops
  • Chapter 46

    September 29th

    Constantinus watched as the last of the Franks ran away. He smirked, "that should teach them that Rome is no longer to be trifled with." Around him several dozen of his personal guard sat on their horses, while farther out several cohorts of infantry were spread out from the chase, one of the main reasons be had called a halt, even the broken enemy could have turned around and defeated there spread out troops if he wasnt careful. "Tribunus" Constantinus greeted a gore covered Scaurus who was approaching him also on horse back. "Sound the recall, i want these men formed up and marching back to the rest of the army."

    "Yes, Caesar" was the only reply. Within minutes the few thousand men with Constantinus were marching back towards the battlefield. Constantinus and his bodygaurd in front of the center of their formation.

    When they closed in on the rest of the army it was quite the sight. Thousands had died, his men were spread out sorting through the dead and wounded granting some a quick release from what looked to be a long and painful death. There were several cohorts across the battlefield formed up and ready for battle, keeping guard incase the enemy decided they could catch the romans off guard. Off to the right the cavalry units were arrayed, looking after their own dead and wounded and looking after their mounts. Instead of going around the battlefield, Constantinus went through it, the cohorts that followed him however split up assigning there men to several different tasks. However as Constantinus surveyed the results of his victory. One man not to far away looked upon his Caesar and with a proud shout yelled "Hail Caesar, Victorious Caesar, Hail Augustus! HAIL AUGUSTUS!"

    Constantinus upon hearing the proclamation from the soldier turned ready to berate the man even strike him down, but within seconds the call had passed to dozens of others, and then to the everyone within earshot, and soon the entire army was shouting "Constantinus Augustus, Augustus Constantinus!"

    Constantinus surveyed his men with a panicked face, Constantinus even looked at his brother Gallus who watched him his face indistinguishable of his feelings. The last thing Constantinus wanted was to cause a civil war with his brother, neither would Constantinus allow himself to form another gallic empire, or reform the tetrarchy. All he wished was to serve rome, and rebuild its borders to the age of the first emperors.

    Finally after several minutes of the army chanting his name as Augustus, Constantinus acted in a way none of his men expected. He pulled his sword out got off his horse, and aimed it his heart. He looked at the men around him and responded to their proclamation.

    "You declare me Emperor, something i do not ask or wish for! You declare me Emperor, which is an act of war against OUR emperor in Rome, my very own brother! You know the pain and disruption that your proclamation will cause! Yet you still do it! I will not have it!" At this moment the men nearest him began to take on shameful looks, and others angered. "If you wish for me to march on Rome and kill my own kin, then i will save you and the entire empire alot of pain and alot of marching by taking my own life right now!" Immediately there where shouts of No from his men his point seeming to have been made to his men. It seemed to Constantinus at this point he had turned his men from civil war, and then he continued. "We will not march on Rome, no we have not even finished with the franks! And do you know who lay to the south? The Alemani, those hated foes who my own father has defeated several times! We need to push them back retake our lands and make Gaul whole once again."

    This seemed to have cowed his men and given them a glimpse of the future campaigns their general had planned. However several men closed in on the Augustus. Their ringleader smiled. "Sir, you can only deny our proclamation of you so many times. We have named you Augustus twice now! You said it yourself our only real foes left are the Franks and the Alemani. Once they are dealt with, we will name you emperor again, well sir, we only have so much patience, one of us may well misplace our sword."

    The threat was very clear. He had cowed his men and rejected his naming as Augustus, however once the Empire was restored his men would do so again, and there would be no denying them. Even as he ordered the men who had threatened him to be executed for insubordination and threatening an officer, their ringleader yelled. "Dont worry sir, we arent the only ones, we are just the messengers!"

    For the Caesar Constantinus, the reality set in, he needed a way to make sure his men could not name him emperor again, he would not march on his brother in Rome no matter what his soldiers demanded.....
     
    Chapter 47 Winter of 488-489
  • Chapter 47

    Winter of 488AD

    With the victory over the Franks, Constantinus had his men slowly herd the Franks towards the Rhine River. While not all of the Frankish population abandoned their homes on the west side of the great river, many followed their King and what remained of his army returning to there eastern territories. Constantinus gave his men orders that they were allow all who wished to go, past. As it was late fall by the time they began to garrison the crossings of the River with only small garrisons he did not intend to cross the river in the winter, any further campaiging against the franks would wait until the next year.

    With his men weakly spread across the reconquered province of Belgica, and the Rhine river Constantinus occupied the major City of Augusta Trevorum with a force of 1500 men, 1000 Infantry and 500 Cavalry. The old city had a vast and important history and had hosted a great number of great men over the years including Emperors and Caesars alike.

    It was here that Constantinus held a meeting with 3 other men. Those being Gallicianus, Gallus, and Tribunus Scaurus. We don't know much about this meeting, however what is confirmed is that, quickly afterwards Gallus would leave the City with a group of 50 Horsemen where he would make his way to Rome, taking a route that took him through Burgundian territory south towards Arelate, before swinging east into Italy.
    Gallicianus would stay in Augusta Trevorum acting as Constantinus second and acting in several duties for the army ensuring that a proper amount of new recruits where being trained, and supplies being stockpiled.

    However over the winter it is not exactly clear what happened to Tribunus Aelius Scaurus. What we do know is that with the disappearance of Scaurus, so did several men who were known ringleaders of the movement to name Constantinus Emperor. In one case several of these men disappeared within a matter of days, and men who appeared more loyal to Rome and the Emperor himself were promoted. However a grumbling from the Armies leadership seemed to have stopped these disappearances. Tribunus Scarus would reappear in late winter leading a cavalry regiment in a rescue attempt on a surrounded fort that the Franks had attacked, attempting to take its stores of food for itself after attacking several nearby settlements. With this cavalry and the survivors of the fort Scaurus vanquished the small band of several hundred Franks.

    However it is Julius Valerius Gallus mission to Rome that would be important to the northern frontier of Rome.

    When Gallus arrived in Rome at the beginning of the New year he did not even go to his wife before seeing his brother the Emperor. Crowds soon grew around the small entourage of the youngest Caesar and whispers of the northern campaigns grew. Before long many people where cheering the young Caesar, for the first true time in his life, Gallus felt the love of the people, a people he would safeguard from any threat....

    Upon reaching the imperial palace the Palatini guards of the emperor blocked the massive crowd. Gallus made his way into the palace grounds. However before he was out of the sight of the people he turned back, and gave the people a salute, a simple action that made the thronging crowd go crazy, a massive cheer erupting. For Gallus it would be along time before he would receive such a beloved cheer from the people of the imperial city again....

    Gallus was brought into an office in the palace, and before long his brother arrived and greeted him with a hug. For his part Gallus thought Theodosius had changed. While he had never been a particularly hard looking man, especially compared to Constantinus, Theodosius had however always kept himself in at least decent shape. Over the last year it looked like he had gained a bit of girth and lost the defined edge on his arms, the more Gallus examined his brother the more he realized his brother was becoming soft. While he was not a lazy man, sitting in the city and in the senate meetings and offices had definitely began to take a toll on Theodosius.

    "Brother youve been enjoying the fruits of the Capital I see." Theodosius laughed at his brothers words.

    "First time ive seen you in nearly a year and your insulting my gut!" The two laughed before Theodosius looked at his brother sternly. "What news from the north?"

    Gallus sighed. "We were victorious in the end. However it was a hard fought campaign. I think Constantinus nearly met his match up north. Clovis was a tough and skilled opponent. While we did not get terms of peace with him, i dont expect it will take much of next year to accomplish. He simply doesnt have the men to get a victory out of this war, however in the end Belgica is ours again."

    Theodosius nodded, "that is good! Great news! Maybe Constantinus will see that he can have peace for a few years. The plan of the reconquest of the empire is nearly complete. He can be allowed to rest." At his brothers downtrodden look, Theodosius grew worried. "What have you not told me."

    Gallus clenched his eyes and fists. "Upon our final victory the troops acclaimed Constantinus Emperor...." Theodosius gasped, and sat down shakily. "Constantinus was able to deny them once again.... however the troops warned him that they would do so again and he wont be able to deny them any longer." Theodosius closed his eyes, Gallus thought he seen a hint of panic cross his brothes face before Theodosius masterfully hid his emotions.

    "Then he must unfortunately be taken from command in Gaul before the Alemani are beaten."


    Gallus responded with what Constantinus had told him all those weeks ago. "To give the order that he be removed from power will result in a mutiny. They'll believe that the new commander will discipline them even try to decimate them for their treason."

    Theodosius exploded "Damn rights they"ll be decimated, they expect me to just lay here while they try to destroy what cohesion the empire has, the treasonous bastards deserve death every one of them." Gallus was silent he had never heard his brother with such anger. However Theodosius quickly reigned himself in. "Our brother is right however. If he was but a simple commander we could replace him quite easily, the men may become angry but their lot in life is to see many commanders over their lifetime not make them emperor. The problem with Constantinus is his fame. Even if he quietly walks out from camp they might mutiny or a number of other things. Theres a chance we could do it and everything go nicely but theres everychance that all the armies declare for our brother, unfortunately leaving him in command will hurt my authority once word gets out of all this. I cant name him Co-Augusti either. The empire already has two Augustii, to make a third especially one of imperial blood could cause a crisis like the one during the age of Aurelian. Every Caesar with an army will believe he could become Emperor by blood and Fire, let alone the political ramifications."

    Gallus finally found the moment to break into his brothers talk. "Constantinus has come up with another solution, one that will bring a finality to this issue, he will have to remain in command however....."


    After his meeting with the emperor Gallus went to find his wife, who was also in the imperial residence. He smiled as he seen his daughter held in his wifes arms. No words need be said as they met and embraced, foreheads touching.

    It would be the last weeks of winter before Gallus left Rome, in those weeks he loved his wife and family, and enjoyed his time with his nephews the son of Theodosius, Constantinus's wife having relocated to Gaul to be with her husband with their two sons one of which had been born during this years campaign months younger than Gallus's daughter.

    However during this time Gallus also grew tired of Rome, and in a way his brother Theodosius. While Theodosius ment well and still was good natured. Something had changed in him, Gallus was happy to be heading to Gaul, to be joining his brother Constantinus again, however in the back of his mind Gallus wished there was a way to avoid the future....
     
    Chapter 48: The Fate of a Caesar
  • Chapter 48

    489AD
    September 2nd

    The sounds of swords and shields clashing filled the air, screams of the dieing and injured pierced eardrums. Somewhere on the battle field there was a change in the tone as men began in desperation to escape the wall of death before them. This was quickly drowned out by a horn blowing its long low note, and the sound of horses on the run could be herd. A mighty crash and a furious melee ensued. However above it all a voice could be heard yelling.

    "Caesar has fallen, Caesar has fallen!"

    Instead of the Romans losing heart and running with their leader fallen in a cavalry charge, and likely dead, a grim determination and rage set in, and the Romans roared at their Alemanni foes, and began to fight like demons, redoubling their efforts, fighting like fresh men instead of mean who had been fighting for several hours.

    Gallus watched with the remainder of the cavalry a paltry 500 men, and watched the battle unfold, in grim silence, ignoring the the potential fate of his brother, he watched for the right moment waiting for that slight change in the Alemanni men, where instead of looking forward and hungry for fighting and victory, for them to begin looking behind them to see if anyone else was running. As the Romans continued their push forward fighting with a furious determination pushing the Alemanni stepping over their dead who fell in waves like the romans where scything down wheat.

    Then Gallus seen it, and with that he raised his sword, and waved it forward, his men coming behind him in a wedge formation, lances raised. They rounded the battlefield before turning and lowering their lances drove straight into the Alemanni flank which crumbled and routed. Like a wave the alemanni routed, running for their lives hoping to make the forest edge where they would have a chance at escape. The Romans chased there cavalry at the front, Gallicianus would have them turn around in a matter of a few miles. For Gallus however, it was time to see the Fate of his brother.

    Constantinus was a poor sight, Gallus had to avert his eyes seeing his brother's pain, however his brother simply chuckled, pain racked his body, and a trickle of blood escaped the corner of his mouth. "Tell me brother, did I experience my last victory."

    "Yes brother, the Alemanni were routed completely, we will have likely killed a third if not half their army in this engagement and route. It will be a simple matter getting peace and their status as fedorati confirmed."

    "Good now come close, I must tell you something for your ears only." Gallus nealt close to his brother. "Look at the Lance in my stomach."

    Gallus, sighed and looked where he did not wish to, at his brother's stomach which lay open, a lance having pierced it and ripped it asunder. The lance had also snapped and half of it was still in his brother. The fact that his brother was still able to speak abliet with extreme pain, showed his extreme constitution as well as the fact that the adrenaline was keeping him awake.

    Gallus shook his head, "that's one of our lances!"

    Constantinus nodded. "Scaurus that bastard Tribunus." The plan had been for Constantinus to enter the thick of the battle and simply let himself get overwhelmed by the enemy, the fact that one of their own men had speared him was incomprehensible. "Scaurus is Theodosius's spie in my camp, I've known this for a while, and had him serve my purposes as well. However I believe he was given free reign to ensure there where no threats to our brother."

    "Which means even though Theodosius knew of the plan, he inadvertently has ordered your death, and had you killed, this will all fall on his name."

    Constantinus nodded, "don't let that happen, make sure Theodosius never knows the truth of my death, of his part in it. The name of our dynasty must be kept clean of such rumors."

    Gallus nodded, believing his brother's words. "Don't worry brother Gallicianus can clean up the Alemanni I'll find Scaurus, and I'll make sure he disappears."

    Constantinus nodded, a small smile crossed his face amongst the pain, and while he held his brother hand tight, for the breifest of moments before his eyes glazed over and his hand fell to his side. This was the end of Constantinus, the 2nd hero in the dynasty of Majorian, who died fighting the Alemanni and securing the last peices of the Rhine frontier.
     
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    Chapter 49: 489 Scaurus
  • Chapter 49

    Fall of 489

    Gallus thought back on his brother's last campaign. With the threat that after it's conclusion his men would once again try to proclaim him emperor, Constantinus had been very deliberate in his final campaign. had crossed into Frankish territory. After their victory the previous year the frankish army was in tatters and the Franks could not truly defeat the Romans in the field. What resulted was essentially a large raid. The romans had burned the villages they found and fought some skirmishes. Finally after nearly a month across the Rhine the frankish king had showed his face, and kneeled in front of Constantinus.

    The terms had been harsh but not to the point that the franks could not pay. They were to be fedoratii, to be called upon for war as the romans pleased. They would also pay a tax in a way to repay the Romans lost taxes and for the cost of the war, so as to not break the franks completely they lowered the yearly payment to what the franks could afford, and extended its length out to nearly 20 years. A price a generation of franks would pay.

    From there Constantinus had lead his army plus a small contigent of Frankish troops back across the Rhine, and south to where the alemanni lay. Once into alemanni territory the Roman's and alemanni had fought a first bloody battle, that the romans had won, from there they had almost corraled the alemanni back to their territory across the Rhine. Following the Germans back across the river, they had gone to their final victory, where Constantinus had died, Gallus knew that his brother would be remembered as one of Romes best generals in decades other than his father.

    Which brought him to Tribunus Scaurus. The man had fled after murdering the Caesar, and Gallus having left the finale of the campaign in the capable hands of Gallicianus with orders on what would be forced onto the alemanni as peace terms, and what would follow with the troops afterwards, was hot on his trail.

    It had taken several hours to find the Tribunes trail south, but once they had, Gallus and 30 Cavalry with bows had hurried on after him with each man having a secondary mount as to allow them to replace there tired mounts with spares. However it seemed that Scaurus knew he was being pursued. He had doubled back on himself in spots and instead of crossing rivers had crossed rivers numerous times or used streams to hide his tracks. His tricks had allowed the man to gain valuable time and get further ahead of his followers. They had once caught the sight of a lone horseman in the distance, however Scaurus had also seen them and had evaded them.

    Gallus had thought to just continue on into Italia and try to catch Scaurus on his way to meet Theodosius, however the chance of missing Scaurus was to great. Instead they were on a tiring game of cat and mouse.

    This game of cat and mouse continued on for weeks, the alp mountain range soon towered over the group of cavalry as they closed in on the mountains. And their prey was close. By bringing spare mounts they had been able to slowly gain pace on Scaurus unwilling to travel in the dark and miss one of his tricks to evade them. Now they were only a few miles away and Scaurus and the romans were easily within eyesight of eachother. However every horse was blown, and in an unsuitable condition to begin a high speed pursuit.

    Gallus looked up at the snow covered peaks and groaned. "Looks like Scaurus is intent on taking us into the mountains and with winter on the way this could be dangerous." The cavalry officer beside him a veteran soldier named Flavius Umbrius laughed, "just think were following in histories footsteps!" Gallus cocked his head, before realizing the officers was talking of Hannibals march through the mountains. Laughing himself.

    As it turned out as October rolled in winter was beginning in the mountains in Ernest. Before long a blizzard was whipping a flurry of snow and wind around the troop. What they never expected was for Scaurus to use this as a chance to attack.

    As the men crowded together, on foot, their horses off to the side, and trying to stay warm under their cloaks and body heat, suddenly an arrow struck one man in the neck. "Where did that come from!" Umbrius yelled, looking around shielding his face from the snow. He was quickly answered by another arrow hitting another man in the back. Realizing where the arrows had come from the soldiers raised their shields to late as another fell an arrow in his eye. "Spread out and advance, we'll find this bastard!"

    As the men advanced the odd arrow whistled by or into a shield, however the arrows seem to come from random spots ahead of them. After a pause where no arrows appeared, one of the men screamed in agony, an arrow in his back by his shoulder. Everyone turned as another man fell to the ground However only stunned as the arrow hit his shield rim and deflected only glancing off his helmet. "Advance at a run!"

    As they charged forward there was a loud whiny from their horses as they all scattered. Gallus and his men swore and barely caught site of Scaurus riding off into the blizzard with two horses. They men scattered attempting to find gather their mounts. However in the flying snow in which they were only able to see 15feet ahead of them the task was impossible and only 5 horses where found. "Umbrius you and the rest of your men stay here I'll take 5 men and try to catch this bastard"

    The 5 men quickly followed the tracks that were quickly disappearing into the snow. However finally luck was on their side and the blizzard slowed, and as they climbed further into the mountain pass, the more the storm seemed to ease. Before long they found one horse, it's front leg had snapped as it mistepped in the snow covered environment. "He's down to a single horse, we can catch him.!"

    Before long another sharp cry from a horse came up ahead, the steep environment having found another victim, before they could even move however a horse came tumbling down the mountain and crashed into the horses of 2 troopers. "Shit!" With the blizzard coming even slower now, Gallus caught sight of Scaurus about the distance of two bowshots ahead of them having slid down the mountain with his horse a fair way. Scaurus caught sight of his followers and quickly loosed an arrow at them taking one trooper straight into the face us, the reason this hit was because of the height difference giving Scarus more range however the trade off was that the arrow lost some power and instead of killing the poor soldier only penetrated through his cheek and into his jaw, but not enough to kill him instead the soldier let out a squeel as he pulled on his horses reigns, the horse bucked and launched its rider off who then rolled back down the mountain. This left only Gallus and one other soldier. "Dismount crouch behind your shield we chase on foot."

    At this point instead of firing randomly, Scaurus who looked exhausted and like he was beginning to experience frost bite, only loosed the odd arrow when he thought he had a clear shot, however most of these were blocked by shields. As they closed in on their prey, they began to come onto a cliff, and Scaurus had lost his only escape as he reached the edge of it. Turning back Scaurus seen the romans close in and quickly notched an arrow.

    "Scaurus, why did you do it."

    The ex Tribunus smiled. "To protect the Augustus!"

    "You killed the emperors own brother, your mad."

    Scaurus laughed. "Your brother the Emperor, gave me free reign to protect him and his interests in Gaul. Your brother was no longer an interest but a threat."

    "A shame that you had to go and kill a Caesar while he was in the midst of trying to get the alemanni to kill him." Scaurus looked at him with a questioning look. "Yes that's right Constantinus had told the emperor of his plan, he was going to get the Alemanni to kill him in battle, to go down as a hero, the plan was even approved by the emperor. You killed the emperors brother for no reason, not only that, but on his so called orders. I don't think that's the story the emperor wants to hear, nor to have spread." Anger crossed Scaurus's face. "I think Scaurus that if you tell the emperor your story he would have you killed, the worst would be the guilt that lay on his conscience, it would condemn him to hell and drive him crazy. For the good of Rome you will never leave these mountains."

    "Why not let me go?"

    Gallus smiled a wicked smile. "Vengeance for my brother, a Vengeance that could have been laid onto the alemanni, had you not intervened, and because a man of your expertise and talent must never make it out to serve anyone else."

    Scaurus nodded, and simply said, "then the time of words is at an end."

    He released his arrow, straight into the foot of the soldier beside Gallus, the soldier dropped clutching his foot, never seeing Scaurus's last arrow embed into his skull. Gallus charged, and Scaurus drew his sword and the clash of swords rung across the mountain. The dance of swords aired it's frustration for minutes, the two fighters on almost even skill, however as the two tired men fought, one finally screamed in pain, having blocked the strike it glanced of his shield and struck across his armor into his shoulder, the man fell to the ground, however as he fell, he swung his sword and cleaned into the others calf. The two men fell to the ground, and began to roll around fighting to gain an advantage through the pain. Finally the younger man landed on top and held a knife to the others throat. The older man tried to hold the knife back but slowly as his arms strained he began to lose the battle of strength and the knife slowly sank into his throat.

    Gallus sighed and rolled back onto his knees, and looked up at the sky, and was suprised as the sun broke free of the last peices of the blizzard and broke through the cloud cover and sent it's rays towards him illuminating the cliff top. Gallus smiled and closed his eyes, feeling like God and his brother were smiling down upon him.
     
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