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... Vitruvius Pollio stood on the palisade of the main Roman camp, a steaming cup of watered wine in his hand, watching as the river emerged from the morning gloom. He hated this new kind of war. It was a war of waiting, of reacting, a war fought from behind walls with strange, new contraptions. It lacked the brutal, straightforward honor of a pitched battle. Every day, reports trickled in from the new northern forts—reports of stunning, lopsided victories that felt more like industrial slaughters. ...
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