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Monthly Archives: April 2014
It is for this reason that Hannibal should die. By the will of the gods, third sees a thrown spear (pilum) on the ground near him, between his position and the objective. Now the young Roman understood everything. His spontaneous enlistment, be ignored by the Numidian horsemen once it was shot down, wake up with life after a massacre and elude the valtiel. Fate had put him in this situation. I have to save Rome and continue the legacy of my ancestors. His mind began to agitate, believing that the same battle and the thousands of deaths only had sense by reaching this point, before an unbeatable Hannibal in the contraptions of war. Third delirious.
I am an instrument of the gods. It slithered slowly until you take the spear in his right hand. Hannibal was a short distance, so it was an easy prey. Without knowing why, worried about this distance. Then, doubts began to stalk him, everywhere, at the same time. Is this man really the same Hannibal? It is possible that only a one-eyed soldier who stole those clothing the dead Romans. And if it is actually Hannibal? There is no guarantee that if I kill your troops, be they desbanden and desist from taking Rome.
And if I can not kill him? What happens if I fail? What I will do if I catch? His thoughts were going so crazy. Meanwhile, one of the Carthaginians yelled to the one-eyed man and enraged retired next to each other which seemed also displeased. The one-eyed man was alone, thinking about what had happened with his gaze lost in the horizon that flashed its last rays of light. The dam was served. It was as if fate forced third to continue his destination. It is now or never. Leaving everything aside, third strongly argued the spear, but there remained. His arm heavily tiritaba and could not move. His mind ordering, but his body was reluctant annulling all his muscles. It was useless. The fear came over to third, while the one-eyed man moved away slowly. Finally, after the third became convinced that it was not more than one mere man like any other. Seeing Gnaeus, generals, soldiers and veterans, he realized that ancestry doesn’t mean anything, but the virtues that are building with marks of experience and determination that this entails. Even the same enemy gave sample of virtues that we falsely believe exclusive to the Romans. After all, each one seeks power and achieve supremacy does have that wrong? It is what we are. It is what we have built with our selfish actions. Hannibal only makes you think that it is fair, both for him as for his people, why fight the Romans. Perhaps are we different? This is the price of the war. I hope this is a lesson for the proud Rome. But only one lesson, since after all Rome has achieved greatness not to be unbeatable, but because it has always risen. I have no why they bear the burden of history, am just a man, a simple Roman. There we have been defeated, but tomorrow’s another day, and Rome will be great with or without my help. Third, now calmer, bandaged his leg wound and carefully observed the field. Now I have to get out of here.