Thinking of this, Furrius was filled with energy and excitedly ordered once again: Have the soldiers quicken their march!
A Centurion heard this and couldn't help but remind, "Sir, it's scorching today, we must prevent the soldiers from succumbing to heatstroke due to over-marching!"
Furrius glared at him and retorted, "Precisely because it's so hot, we need to speed up and strive to reach Naples as soon as possible. Then, I'll arrange for the Napoletans to provide wine from Vesuvius to quench the soldiers' thirst."
Furrius also had his subordinate convey his explanation down the line, and the soldiers ceased their complaints, instead erupting in cheers.
