Free The Seven Hills by John Maddox Roberts

scooped water over his head with the greatest satisfaction. There was a great, rich world ahead of him and he intended to return to Rome having subdued much of it.
    "From here," he said, "we march fast."
     
    "Their religion is incomprehensible," Aulus Fimbria said. He was a member of the college of pontifexes and served as augur to the expedition. "But they display great piety in matters of ritual law. In this they are as obser vant as any people we have ever encountered. They have a great many laws and taboos, which they honor faithfully. Unlike most people, who have many gods and a correct pro cedure for worshipping each of them, these have a single god but they differ bitterly over how his worship is to be conducted."
    "What a peculiar people," Norbanus said. He rode at the head of his legions, but he dismounted from time to time to march along with them so they would not think him soft. They were in cultivated land now, and water was readily available if not exactly abundant. The people here cultivated the arts of irrigation, since rainfall was so infrequent. They were first-class farmers and squeezed fine crops from their acreage. Grapes grew abundantly and they made excellent wine.
    Everywhere the Romans went, the people gaped at this unwonted apparition. Some fled, but more came to the camps in the evenings to trade. They brought provisions of all sorts, and the soldiers had plentiful Egyptian coin to pay. Norbanus strictly forbade any mistreatment of the natives. He could not afford ill will at this stage.
    "I cannot say that I understand their religious differences," Fimbria went on. "But some seem to think that sacrifices should be carried out one way, others say another. A few like to ape Greek culture and give their god only the most cursory observance. There is a sect that live in all-male communities in the desert and devote their whole lives to ritual. Their god interferes in and regulates the people's lives in ways that civilized gods do not."
    Norbanus shrugged. "A man is born with his gods; he doesn't pick them. I suppose this odd deity suits these people. I am more concerned with their political situation, in any case."
    They were nearing the major city. It would have been en joyable, Norbanus thought, to appear before the walls of Jerusalem as a complete surprise, as they had appeared at Beersheba, but this was not to be. They had been spied, and fast-riding horsemen had pounded toward the capital to give warning. Even a Roman army could not outpace a gal loping horse. Even so, he was sure that they would arrive be fore expected. Whoever was in charge would assume that the approaching army would be moving at the pace common to most armies.
    He had learned that southern Judea, the district locally called Judah, was under the control of a prince named Jonathan. The northern region, called Israel, was under Jonathan's cousin, named Manasseh. The northern kingdom was larger, its men more numerous and its religious practice more fanatical. The southern was more sophisticated and its king, while militarily weaker, had possession of the holy city.
    The Romans had questioned informed men in Beersheba and along their route of march and knew that this north-south split greatly predated the current dynastic dispute. In fact, it dated from before the unification of the country nearly a thousand years earlier, when a king named Saul had forged a nation out of a collection of tribes.
    This nation, they were told, had flourished under a succession of brilliant kings, but for barely three generations. Then it had split once more under rival claimants, and that had been the situation for much of the time since. The land had fallen to a succession of conquerors, with Egypt domi nating briefly, then Babylon, then Persia. Like everyone else, they had been conquered by Alexander, and then his Seleucid successor had taken over. One of the Seleucids had tried to suppress the local religion and institute the worship of Greek