© 2002 Simon Scarrow
320 pages
In
Under the Eagle, Simon Scarrow introduced readers to two
legionnaires: Macro, a grizzled veteran,
and Cato, a young bookish sort straight from Rome , a boy made an officer because of his father’s influence. No one
though Cato would make it as a soldier, let alone as a leader of men, but in
Germania and the beginning of the invasion of Britain he proved himself. Now
the Romans are moving further inland, where some scattered tribes are uniting
under the Catuvellauni banner, whose
leader intends to crush the small but stubborn invasion force. In The
Eagle’s Conquest, Rome struggles to
make a decisive strike against the barbarian horde, even as our two officers find evidence that
points toward someone within Rome working to undermine the invasion. Worse yet,
the Emperor is coming to take personal charge of the campaign, and Rome’s
enemies may find the murky bogs and chaotic wilderness of Britain an ideal spot
to induce a little regime change. As the
plot thickens, Rome’s forces crashes through thickets and wade through bogs,
constantly fighting the natives and hovering on the verge of utter fatigue. Rome’s goal is to crush the opposing army
outright, as other as-yet neutral tribes may join if the legions falter; their opponent, however, stays on the run and likes to rest near terrain that puts paid to any ideas about maintaining any kind of troop cohesion. Cato
continues to mature as a man, taking command of his entire cohort during an
especially frantic bit of fighting and
vying with a personal enemy within the ranks, one who costs him dearly.
Humor abounds, more in the dialogue than with physical humor this time, and the
author unintentionally adds to this by writing the invading Romans in his own
vernacular. It’s “bloody hell” this, and “jolly good” that, as our Roman chaps brave painted stinking
hordes, a landscape not kind to
invading armies, and the fickleness of woman. The book ends with one word – “Boudica” – that promises all kinds of fun
to come.

