Against Herod, naturally. And his paramour, and his paramour's whelp.
ALL
Down with Herod! Death to Herod!
[The first and second Roman soldiers step out of the guard-room.]
FIRST SOLDIER
What are the blear-eyed scum crying?
SECOND SOLDIER
Death to Herod! Did not I say it would be so? I can trust my nose. [Draws his sword.]
PASUR
Protect yourselves! The soldiers! [The people fall back.]