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A
small
bird
flew
down
from
the
top
of
the
tree
and
sat
on
Maximus
’
s
sword
.
Could
it
possibly
be
the
same
bird
he
had
seen
before
the
first
explosion
of
battle
?
That
seemed
like
a
hundred
years
ago
.
He
shook
his
head
and
reached
for
the
sword
.
The
frightened
bird
flew
away
as
Maximus
pulled
his
sword
out
of
the
tree
.
Across
the
field
,
doctors
were
trying
to
help
any
Roman
soldiers
who
were
still
alive
.
Other
soldiers
were
walking
slowly
through
the
men
on
the
ground
,
looking
for
Germans
left
alive
and
killing
them
quickly
.
Maximus
walked
back
toward
the
command
point
,
sometimes
stopping
to
speak
to
a
dying
soldier
,
sometimes
calling
for
water
or
medical
help
.
He
came
to
a
low
hill
where
the
bodies
of
Roman
soldiers
had
been
placed
,
side
by
side
.
"
Let
the
sun
always
be
warm
on
your
back
,
"
he
said
softly
.
"
You
’
ve
come
home
at
last
.
"
"
You
’
re
a
brave
man
,
Maximus
,
and
a
good
commander
,
"
said
a
voice
behind
him
.
"
Let
us
hope
it
is
for
the
last
time
.
"
Maximus
turned
and
saw
the
Emperor
.
"
There
’
s
no
one
left
to
fight
,
sir
,
"
he
said
.
"
There
are
always
people
to
fight
.
More
glory
.
"
"
The
glory
is
theirs
,
Caesar
,
"
said
Maximus
,
looking
at
the
lines
of
dead
soldiers
.
"
Tell
me
,
"
said
Marcus
.
"
How
can
I
reward
Rome
’
s
greatest
general
?
"
