“Get over that damn bridge as fast as possible and start pushing out to the right,” he ordered as he clutched Artorius’ hand harder. “Dominus will follow you with the Fourth; I will take the center, all other centuries on my left.” He then released his junior Centurion’s hand and rendered a salute, which Artorius returned. Vitruvius then nodded to his Signifier, who waved the Signum to let the rest of the legion know they were set. In the distance, the Legion’s Aquila was tilted forward; the signal to advance.
Artorius stepped onto the bridge, drew his gladius and pointed it in a high arc towards the far side. He turned back to see Rufio directly behind him with the Century’s Signum, the rest of his men but a few paces behind, anxiously eyeing their Centurion. He cocked a half smile to reassure them before sounding the order in his loudest command voice.
“Second Century follow me!”