Months passed since the negotiation took place between Marcellus and Yazdegerd. As time flew by, the military buildup on the borders of Illyricum continued to escalate. During this time, Marcellus had spent as much money as possible equipping his armies with the best weapons, armor, and training they could get.
By now, the western Roman Army had roughly one hundred thousand men, supported by eighty thousand foederati. Though much of the western forces were centralized in the troublesome provinces of Gaul and Britannia. Marcellus had ensured that a healthy amount of soldiers were in Illyricum and Italia, waiting for the day Eastern Rome bared its fangs.
Today, on the edge of Illyricum, was just an average day, both the west, and eastern roman empires had their soldiers stationed across from one another, gazing across the distance between their encampments, and hollering at one another, daring each other to make the first move.
