bello namque quo C. Caesar, non contentus opera sua litoribus Oceani claudere, Britannicae insulae caelestes iniecit manus, cum quattuor commilitonibus rate transvectus in scopulum vicinum insulae quam hostium ingentes copiae obtinebant, postquam aestus regressu suo spatium quo scopulus et insula dividebantur in vadum transitu facile redegit, ingenti multitudine barbarorum adfluente, ceteris rate ad litus regressis solus immobilem stationis gradum retinens, undique ruentibus telis et <hostibus> ab omni parte acri studio ad te invadendum nitentibus, quinque militum diurno proelio suffectura pila una dextera hostium corporibus adegisti.
In the war in which C. Caesar, not content to bound his exploits with the shores of Ocean, laid celestial hands on the island of Britannia, you were carried by ship with four comrades to a rock close to the island, which latter was occupied by a vast enemy force. When the retreating tide changed the space dividing rock and island into a ford easy to cross, a vast horde of barbarians streamed in. The other Romans returned by their ship to the shore, but you held your post alone without moving, and while weapons rushed around and the enemy strove eagerly from all sides to invade you, with your one right hand you hurled upon the bodies of the foe a quantity of javelins sufficient to last five soldiers in a days battle.
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