"Retreat, go home! All go home! ”

Luga turned back to greet his men, who obeyed Luga's orders and loosened their formation.

"Prepare to take away everything that can be moved, destroy what can't be taken on the spot, and we will retreat!" Luga continued, "Give me orders to those who go far away, and I don't want anyone to hold back when I leave." ”

"And what about Aetius?" Berialiu's question made the soldiers stop. Yes, they also forgot that this super duper is capable enough to deceive more than 10,000 people.

Aetius was a little stunned by this, and the soldiers behind him even picked up the guy again, Andrew's words were too gunpowder-smelling, so they had to be alert.

"Let him go." Lu Jia was also generous, and he waved his hand to signal that the grievance just now was not pursued. If you can't bear it, you will make a big plan, which is what Luga thinks deeply, such a fight, after all, they are all Romans, cannibalism will only hit the dying empire hard, and it will also make each other's grievances sink deeper and deeper, reaching the point of irreconcilability. Then again, Aetius was the number one man in the Western Empire, and he was in control of the armies of Gaul and Italy, so he was just the ordinary Chiang Kai-shek of later generations, and when he died, the empire that had just been stabilized would fall apart in an instant, and collapse at an alarming rate. Personal grievances can be reconciled later, but the situation in the Empire cannot repeat the mistakes of Honorius.

"I won't be despicable about this, Lord Aetius." Luga said to Aetius that he once again forcibly let his soldiers retreat, leaving behind two hundred guards, and in response, Aetius also disbanded his soldiers, the soldiers of both sides were still tense and confrontational, and now they were busy in the camp as if they were reconciled, the soldiers had no hatred, some were just the interests of the commander, but now they seemed to be at peace with each other.

Aetius stared at Luga for a long time, and Luga turned his back to him and refused to turn back.

"Alas!"

Aetius let out a long sigh of indescribable loss, but in Luga's opinion it was nothing more than a cat crying mouse, fake compassion. Seeing that Luga did not intend to take his love, Aetius had no other way, and it was worth turning back with his guards.

"Is that it? Luga! Berialius couldn't understand the fact that he let Aetius go so easily, and he pointed to Aetius's distant back, looked anxious, and asked puzzledly, "Have you forgotten how he treated you just now?" Although I can't see what's going on outside the door, I'm afraid he didn't treat you well! ”

"Don't question me!" Lu Jia was too lazy to explain to him, even if he did, he might not understand, it was better not to say it, he would naturally understand it in the future, at least Lu Jia thought so now. Although he doesn't know if it's right or wrong.

Berialiu stopped, he had never seen Luga so cold, presumably not a joke, he did not dare to mess around, and simply let Aetius go further and further.

"Luga." Andrew asked behind him, "Where are we going?" ”

"Trapani." Lu Jia said without looking back: "Stay there first, and then think about going back!" ”

Andrew didn't say anything more, he just raised his head and looked towards the sea in the distance, which was facing the north, and as long as he crossed this sea, it was his home.

"Go back, where to go?"

This question made Lu Jia stunned, what a good question, where to go back? Eastern Empire? If you go there, you can say goodbye to your hometown.

"I don't plan to return to the Eastern Empire!" Luga said it over and over again in his heart, he was reminding himself that he was afraid that he would get carried away because of anger. "I can't go back anyway, and if I do, Ana, Tenaia, we really won't be able to see each other." Thinking so, Luga lowered his head and gritted his teeth, and took a step towards his camp.

Probably still not recovering from the resentment just now, Luga sat on his bed in a daze. Andrew stood aside, looking at Luga, who was so sluggish, but didn't know what to do.

The soldiers of the guard entered the camp tent, and they helped Luga to carry the large and small items out of the camp and load them to the wagon outside the door.

"Your Excellency the Guard, it's time for us to go."

It wasn't until all the belongings in the tent had been moved except the bed that the guards whispered this to Andrew, who was afraid of upsetting Luga, for their general was in a very bad mood today.

Andrew looked at Luga again, who was still sitting on the bed, silent, staring blankly at the blanket staring at his feet.

"You guys go outside first!" Andrew whispered to the guards, who took the order and tiptoed back.

"Luga, it's time for us to go." Andrew then turned around and reminded.

"Hmm."

Luga replied without looking back, hesitated for a moment, and then slowly stood up, as if his soul had been drained, and his steps were like a walking corpse.

Andrew followed closely behind Luga, he was the only witness at that time, and he must have understood Luga's inner pain at this time, so he followed Luga, walking without a step.

Two days later, Luga led his legion back to Trapani, no longer the place of death, and the auxiliary legions left behind by Luga helped to clean up the town from the war. They were so successful that at least it would make Luga feel better back in the town, at least here he could tell himself that he wasn't without achievements.

The captured Vandal ships were still moored in the harbor, but they were no longer as empty as they had been at the beginning, and now the ships were full of sailors, who were busy, and the newly recruited sailors were busy training in the open space below the harbor. Beriali seems to be desperate to get a navy of his own, but Luga is too busy with the war to take care of it, but he started from scratch, and he is still impressive. This also made Luga a little happier in his heart, after all, the loss was made up.

Luga settled down in Trapani and never spoke again of the folly of going home. Half a month later, a lone cavalryman came from the north, and he brought a letter, which was handed down from one level to the other, all the way to Luga's hand.

When Luga opened the letter, a flash of light flashed in his eyes that had been blank, and it was dimmed in an instant.

"What does that letter say?" Andrew asked.

"Hmph, it's nothing more than Aetius feeling that he really can't help it, and wants to join forces with me to counterattack the Vandals." Luga said, tossing the parchment on the table, placing his hands crossed in front of him and beginning to think.

"So, Luga, what are you going to do?"

"Then let's see if he, Aetius, is sincere!"