The army of Rome, if you could even call it that, came out to meet these invaders.īut upon seeing these towering, pale barbarians in the flesh, they broke ranks and ran. A huge band of Gallic raiders were heading for the little city, baited by stories of fertile lands, of fields that could produce the most exquisite dates, figs and grapes that their northern soil could not. Times were hard, but this one shameful day would be seared into the collective memory of its people forevermore. 350 years ago, something happened in the city of Rome that could have so easily been the end of the empire before it began.īack in those days, Rome was a grubby little city, a home to vagabonds and outcasts, its borders barely extended beyond its own city walls. In fact, he wasn't even alive when it happened. This something was not a thing he experienced personally. There was something that kept Julius Caesar up at night.
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