Legion of Videssos and Swords of the Legion (Videssos Cycle, Book 2)
The vintage delusion sequence from “one of alternative-history’s stalwarts” (The New Yorker) keeps within the experience of a lifetime.
Harry Turtledove’s extraordinary re-imaginings of significant global occasions have overjoyed lovers for many years, yet he first captured readers’ realization with the Videssos Cycle, a distinct mix of delusion and speculative background. during this two-book quantity, a Roman legion, thrown into one other international, fights its means via sorcery, intrigue, and epic conflict.
THE LEGION OF VIDESSOS
because the legion was once mysteriously transported to this magical realm, Roman army tribune Marcus Aemilius Scaurus has valiantly served the rulers of the war-torn urban of Videssos. in spite of the fact that, Fortune is a fickle goddess. Returning in triumph after defeating a well-entrenched military of insurgent mercenaries, Marcus is betrayed by means of a pal, seized as a traitor, and dragged earlier than the Emperor. just one individual are able to retailer him: the Emperor’s niece. yet consorting together with her may lead to exile . . . or worse.
SWORDS OF THE LEGION
As prisoner of the Emperor, Marcus Scaurus is in a determined scenario. He stands condemned for treason, until he can reclaim a insurgent province from a enthusiast usurper—without assistance from his Romans. Now, with only one centurion via his facet, Marcus units out to once more do the most unlikely. quickly the fates conspire opposed to the boys, riding them towards the torture chambers of an evil, deathless wizard-prince. yet an audacious final wish rallies at the back of them—the infantrymen of the legion are at the march.
just like the northern savages, and during you i will be able to depict the holy Kveldulf as a way to make his starting place transparent even to unlettered worshipers, yet symbolically symbolize his reputation of the Empire’s precise faith.” “Oh.” Marcus began to scratch his head, then stopped in mid-gesture, unwilling to teach his confusion to the healer-priest. He needed Gorgidas used to be at his part to make feel of Styppes’ prototypes and logos; if someone may, it'd be a Greek. To the hardheaded Romans, a portrait was once a.
Impatiently drumming his palms on his elbows. The Gaul defined how the legionaries had apprehensive a band of Yezda out of a valley one evening through tying fagots to the horns of a herd of farm animals, then lights the sticks and stampeding the crazed beasts on the nomads. He didn't make gentle of his personal position both, for he had ridden on the head of the herd and sworded down one Yezda who didn't panic. “But the remaining o’ the kerns have been operating for his or her lives, shrieking like such a lot of banshees,” he.
Acknowledgment back a similar approach. Gaius Philippus stored Garsavra below keep watch over. Yavlak’s Yezda attempted raiding farms close to town now not lengthy after Scaurus reached the capital. The document the senior centurion despatched him used to be a version of terseness: “They got here. We smashed ’em.” The tribune was once completely satisfied to listen to of the victory, yet much less so than he might have imagined attainable a couple of weeks sooner than. The consistent murmurous shuffle of parchment insulated the bureaucrats’ wing of the Grand court from such.
Of Palamas, the palace compound’s extensive uncrowded lanes have been a aid to the tribune, or may were had no longer Mourtzouphlos stepped up his squadron’s velocity to just about a gallop. A fats eunuch sporting a silver tray scurried onto the sting of the grass because the horsemen thundered through. His head whipped around, and he dropped his platter with a clang whilst he well-known their prisoners. They pounded via a grove of cherry timber simply commencing to come into aromatic red blossom and pulled to a halt.
Borrow a horse from the Khatrishers, do a bit using out. Sight-seeing, you may say.” “Sight-seeing?” Gaius Philippus made the main not going vacationer Scaurus may well think. “What in the world does this depressing simple have worthy seeing?” “Places we’ve been before,” the senior centurion stated vaguely. He shifted from foot to foot like a small boy who should be excused. “I may wake up to Aptos, for instance.” “Why might someone are looking to pass to—” Marcus begun, after which close up with a snap. If.