10 The Legion by Simon Scarrow

Author:Simon Scarrow
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Fiction, Historical, General
ISBN: 9780755353743
Publisher: Headline Book Publishing
Published: 2011-11-15T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

The pale light of dawn bled out across the hazy sky as the dim figures of the legionaries and their officers made their way out of the temple complex and fell in. A small column of carts stood at the rear to pick up those who failed to complete the march. Macro and Cato had drawn full legionary kit from the legion’s stores and retained only their crested helmets to signify their rank. It had been a while since either man had last taken part in a formal route march. Cato recalled the tips given to him when he had been a fresh recruit and placed pads of wool beneath his feet inside his boots. He also folded his cloak across his shoulder to provide a rest for the shaft of the marching yoke. His shield, mess tins and kitbag hung from the fork at the end of the yoke and a javelin rested on the other shoulder. A full canteen and a waterskin completed his load and he shuffled slightly to adjust it to a more comfortable position as he stood beside Macro at the head of the column.

A number of the officers were already in place. The more rotund or elderly men regarded Macro sourly, while their more professional comrades tried not to reveal their amusement over their discomfort.

‘Happy-looking bunch, aren’t they?’ Macro grinned. ‘Let’s see how they look after the first five miles.’

‘Forget them,’ Cato muttered. ‘Worry about me. If I don’t get through it then the whole point of the exercise is lost.’

‘You’ll do. Tough as old boots, that’s what you are, thanks to everything I’ve taught you.’

‘I’d hate to disappoint you.’

‘And I’d hate to have to use my vine cane on your back if you begin to falter.’ Macro looked down at the short, knotted staff he carried instead of a javelin, the same as the rest of the drill instructors who would be marching with the column. ‘Those were your orders, sir. No special treatment for officers.’

Cato nodded. ‘Though you might consider taking the sting out of the blow if you can, in my case.’

‘Ah, if I did it for you then I’d feel obliged to do it for some of those fat fucks standing over there as well.’ Macro gestured to the officers taking up their positions. ‘And speaking of slackers, where’s Hamedes got to?’

Cato turned and looked towards the temple. ‘There he is.’

The priest walked quickly towards them and stopped close by with a nervous grin. ‘Do you Romans always march loaded down like mules, sir?’

‘You’ll be silent, unless spoken to,’ Macro replied harshly. ‘You’re in the army now, lad. Until this is over you can forget being a priest.’

Hamedes had also been issued with full kit and Macro looked him over to ensure that everything was in place and correctly fastened. ‘Not bad,’ he mused. ‘The armour fits well. Did you get some help putting it on?’

Hamedes hesitated before he nodded. ‘One of the supply clerks showed me, sir.’

‘Very well. Fall in with the officers, where I can keep an eye on you.

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