Out Flanking the Phalanx

Out Flanking The Phalanx Roman Soldiers like to drink So I sent them out to battle Hannibal A simple mission not for sober men First to the Cannae Battle, 216 BC with lots of sun and debauchery Then on to Tribia It came to pass with sun on every side More so for Hannibal and his forces who survived the battle With tactics honored to this day on how to slay your foe I told my men don’t move too slow Perhaps I should have said don’t go If you want to build a proper wedge the echelon wedge is perfect Add the double envelopment and pincer movements to seal the deal No postage needed With those three tactics Hannibal left my men for dead or bleeding In any event, defeated When at Tribia, I ordered my men to clean at Lake Trasemine (remembering that they stink) and to wait for war A consummate debacle by the Roman war machine unfolded Legions flanked, lined up to die Utilizing only brute force they marched in phalanx manner Over 80 thousand strong, with breath and body odor to over power. (They had no showers) Annihilation got in the way of their success Blinded by the sun and intellect designs of Hannibal The light of day came by the compliments of nature Utilized by Hannibal at no extra fee to blind his enemy But charged them to the lake to trap the Roman forces there In a Carthaginian standpoint What started as a laundry day and cleaning of the roman forces Soon became a blood bath on the shore My legions defeated by a masterpiece of battle tactics No Romans….. No more…. The locals commented at the sight Dying is no way to make a living, they’d say They were happy to see the fighting end And get back to fishing once again I would have promised all my men a trip to Disney world If they had won and if it existed But they died so didn't miss it Too bad they ever enlisted 6/18/14 Roman Legion contest