Chapter 60: Counterattack (II)

Levi just shrugged his shoulders, as if he didn't have much to say.

"So, Honorable Marshal Aetius's Captain of the Guard, are you sure you have nothing to say?"

I was well prepared by this time, and he did not exceed my expectations, and did not pay any attention or even indifference to the Romans' dire situation. This in itself is his attitude of self-preservation, and I only blame me for pinning too much hope on him.

Even though the damned Chief Centurion Guy had only been our boss for less than two days, he had attracted enough enemies for us to abandon him. I looked at Andrew, and he returned the same gaze with determination.

"Aren't you, my friend, worried about your possessions?" I deliberately asked him, "If we die here, then there will really be nothing left, except for those girls, I'm afraid everyone will forget us!" ”

"Ha, Luga, if we succeed, then the reward will be more than just a little bit of wealth!" Andrew replied very optimistically, although I am still not sure that he is really ready to die, but with his words, it is enough!

"Is there anyone else who would like to come with me?"

I looked at the other soldiers behind Andrew, and Folio forgot about it, and I saw that his pants were dripping again, and his whole person looked even more haggard now. I really couldn't bear to call him by name, so I naturally blocked my lower body with my shield, not wanting people to grab my pigtails when I came out.

The soldiers stood motionless, as if they were imprisoned, their dull eyes full of unconcealable exhaustion, the hilt of their swords slippery and hanging weakly by their side, they had just escaped from death and they really couldn't afford to fight anymore.

"Dogs! Battle mastiff! ”

There was an exclamation from the soldiers behind him, and everyone hurriedly turned around, yes, it was a war mastiff, a large group of war mastiffs. They stared at us with their mouths wide open and their red eyes fixed on us.

"Array! Array!! ”

The surviving soldiers gathered together, the lightly wounded in front and the seriously wounded behind, their iron swords tightly clenched in their hands.

"It's okay now, just escaped from that axe, and now it's in the mastiff's mouth again."

I smiled wryly, my heart fell into despair, there may be a glimmer of hope for survival in the fight between people, but what about the extremely tired man facing the hungry beast? The chain mail on the body will not play any other role, the only function is to remind the group of beasts to shake before eating!

For some reason, whenever I prepare for the consciousness of death, I always feel that I am ready, but in the face of death, my body trembles involuntarily. I know I'm scared, I'm scared to death, even though I've died once. I don't know when the scene in front of me gradually blurred, and I actually cried out in anger, probably because I was afraid of being torn apart by this group of war mastiffs.

"O God, I am your faithful believer, save us, save us!"

Flio's side trembled, his mouth was full of words, and he kept drawing a cross on his chest. I've seen this a lot, and I've always thought it was ridiculous, because the probability of God's manifestation is not as high as the probability of becoming an emperor. But when I saw Fermio praying in a trembling voice, my heart trembled, and I really knelt down in my heart, "God, please, save me!" ”

The mastiffs were tied to ropes, and more than twenty Burgundians looked at us with sneers on their faces. The mastiffs in their hands were roaring and lunging forward, trying to break free of the Burgundians' hands.

"Don't let go, I beg you, don't let go!"

Fermio even knelt down before the Burgundians, and he wept and pleaded with open hands, for the remaining soldiers were not as frightened as Fermio.

"Andrew?"

I was behind Andrew's back and saw Andrew reaching out and wiping something on his face.

"Huh?"

Andrew looked back at me with a smile and I could clearly see his red and swollen eyes.

"Are you crying?"

"No, I didn't! It doesn't matter, Luga. ”

He was still stiff-mouthed, hurriedly turning his head, trying to avoid it, not letting me see the tears he was about to burst out. I can understand this, Andrew usually shows himself as a tough guy, and he doesn't want me and others to see his weak side.

"Captain of the Guard," I once again turned my gaze to Levi, who stood in place surrounded by four horseless barbarian cavalrymen, with a cold face, as if he had not been intimidated by the fangs and sharp teeth of the group of war mastiffs, and the long sword propped up the ground, giving people a calm appearance, as if his heart was like a windless lake, calmly terrifying!

"Are you scared?"

Levi asked me. There was a questioning tone in his tone, which was more like a mockery of my timidity.

I didn't know how to refute it, so I just nodded.

"Ha, Aurius. Luga! He laughed, "I thought you were fearless when you raised your sword against the Huns." Why, now ask me again, what should I do? ”

"Yes, Captain of the Guard."

I bowed my head, like a coward who had lost his courage after losing a battle, and was trying to lower my posture as much as I could, begging for guidance from the unfazed captain of the Aetius guard. "Captain of the Guard, are you ready to sacrifice your life for the country?"

"Why not? Luga. ”

Levi looked at me with a smile and said, "Horace said: It is glorious and sweet to sacrifice one's life for the motherland. You, a guy with a sense of justice, would become afraid because you died for your country? ”

"No, I'm just not reconciled! I don't want to die like that, and it's in the dog's mouth! ”

"Very good logic!" Levi clapped and then said to me, "I'm the same, I don't want to die here, but what can we do?" ”

I said, "No, I can't do anything!" ”

"Then don't do anything!" Levi said, thrust his sword into the dirt, sat down, looked at me, pointed to the sky and said to me, "Pray, God is watching us!" ”

"Pray?" I don't know where he got his confidence, but I still followed his example, put my sword in its sheath, sat down cross-legged, closed my eyes, prayed, I prayed!

"God......

The moment I finished saying that, I heard the sound of a horn rushing into my ears from all directions, and I hurriedly opened my eyes, fearing that I had misheard, and then to see how everyone reacted.

"Horn? Horn of the Attack! ”

"Haha, Romans! Aetius has come to our rescue! ”

The soldiers who were about to run raised their arms and shouted, they raised their shields and Spada iron swords above their heads, shouted and cheered, the horn did not sound once and disappeared, but kept blowing, and in an instant, the stones on the ground trembled incessantly, and we felt a great force pushing towards us from all directions!

"Aurius. Luga, I said, God is watching! Levi's grim face finally showed a smile that I hadn't seen in a long time, and I hurriedly stood up and saw the group of war mastiffs, which were frightened, closed their dogs' mouths and whimpered, breaking free from the ropes in front to attack, and now to escape.

"Boom!"

A dark figure burst out of the bushes, it was a Burgundian, he had a wooden bow in his right hand, he was supposed to be the Burgundian archer who used as a dark arrow in the jungle! I saw him fly into the air, and a bloody spear tip appeared on his chest. It was a cavalryman in chain mail and armed with a spear, who threw away the spear that had penetrated the Burgundian archers, and then drew his sword, and rushed into the mastiff dog herd like a god of war who was not afraid of death.

"Boom la la ......"

Hordes of horsemen burst out of the bushes, and like a tsunami wave, they devoured the mastiff swarm in the blink of an eye, bypassed us, mounted their spears, and confronted the Burgundians who had appeared in confusion.