Vorenus, Pullo, and their little cavalry ride down a hillside at a gallop. Actually, Pullo is in the lead, which I think is because Vorenus's sideways-mohawk helmet makes him less aerodynamic. They stop when they come around a copse of trees and spot a little encampment of red-caped Roman soldiers some distance away. Vorenus realizes that these are Pompey's outriders, which means that they'll all be on crosses in a matter of days. What a Gloomy Gus, with his crucifixion prediction. Pullo says that if that's the case, they're better off dying now. Vorenus reminds Pullo that their orders are to "advance until resistance is met," and resistance is right in front of them, although this "resistance" has thus far neither seen them nor heard their increasingly loud debate. Pullo doesn't care, and calls back to the guys to ask if they're up for a scrap. They loudly holler back that they are, which would alert all but the noisiest campers to their presence. Pullo leads them at full gallop into the camp, hollering with swords unsheathed while Vorenus ineffectually tries to call them back. I don't know why he doesn't threaten to have Pullo crucified for insubordination again. Maybe it's because he owes Pullo for paying for Vorenus's brain surgery on Pullo's dining-room table. Oh, wait, it's the other way around. Now I don't know why Vorenus doesn't kill Pullo right out of his saddle.
Down in the camp, the "outriders" have finally realized that something's up, now that more than a dozen screaming horsemen are practically on top of them. We get our first look at these "soldiers," most of whom can't be a day over fourteen. It's like a middle-school field trip with gladiator costumes. And if you got to this page by Googling that phrase, please step away slowly now. The FBI is on its way. The chaperons try to order their charges to form up and mount a defense, but the boys tail and run while Pullo and his men ride into the camp unhindered. I keep expecting Pullo to call them off when he realizes that they're attacking kids, but even if he cared, he would have to see more than their backs for that to happen, and there's clearly little chance of that. One of the chaperons mounts a horse and makes his escape alone in the commotion.