Attila did as promised, the pitch-black military formation, coupled with the long horn that could be clearly heard from a few kilometers away, no one could deny that the menacing momentum had always been synonymous with Attila.

"Prepare for war! Prepare for battle! "The soldiers urgently gathered at the officer's orders and lined up in a large clearing in front of the hot spring pass.

"Leader, we have arranged the troops of four field regiments to line up at the front end, and the terrain of Hot Spring Pass is not very open, so four field regiments are enough to support a straight line." Andrew reported to Luga with a map, and pointed to the Hun army that was getting closer and closer ahead. "We should have a better way to deal with the Huns, after all, their bows and arrows are very lethal, Luga."

"In the second array, we arrange archers, the only thing we can be proud of is that we have more than 5,000 archers, although compared to Attila's subordinates, our archers are still a little fewer, but we can ensure that our soldiers will not be overwhelmed by the Hun archers and can't raise their heads."

"Lord Luga, the scorpion crossbows are ready, and there are some trebuchets, all of which are antiques from hundreds of years ago." Alleto then ran over to Luga and said, "There are a hundred scorpion crossbows, and there are forty of the older ballista trebuchets, but we can't be sure how long they will last. ”

"That's enough!" Luga nodded repeatedly, "As long as our crossbow bolts and stones pass over the heads of the soldiers to strike the enemy, this is a very big boost to the morale of the soldiers. ”

As if everything was ready, Luga couldn't help but take a deep breath, looking at the huge army behind him, he knew that this time he might not be so passive when facing Attila and even have the opportunity to launch a counterattack, which is what Luga wants to see.

"He thinks he's no worse than Attila." Looking at Luga's back, Arleto couldn't help but sigh, I'm afraid it's rare to see a general like Luga since the time of the Roman Republic.

"Attila, there's a large number of Roman troops blocking the road ahead." In the midst of Attila's army, the commanding officer came on horseback to report the situation to Attila.

Hearing that there was still resistance from the Romans, this really made Attila feel a little surprised, and he immediately raised his hand to signal, and the officer behind him raised his head and shouted, "Stop! Attila orders you to stop! ”

"Wow!"

The army immediately stopped, and in an instant the noisy footsteps stopped, and the surroundings were eerily quiet, as if no one had driven here. Attila followed the guide to a high ground in front of the formation, where, using the ease of his wide field of vision, he saw that the huge Roman army at Thermopylae was already in formation, waiting for their arrival.

"Odystes!" Attila called.

"I'm here, Attila!" Odeses did not dare to slack off, and hurried forward to Attila's side.

"The Roman army in front, ask those who surrendered, where did they come from, I don't think that under our swift blow, the Romans would have raised such a large army to compete with us!" Attila was very decisive, and Odystes did not dare to disobey and hurried down to inquire.

Odystes led a troop of cavalry to the Romans, and to tell the truth, he had no idea what this brief call was, not to mention that it was not a matter of whether it would be a matter of whether it would be a matter of success or not, but above all that he feared that Luga's unruly habit of reciprocal manners would kill him mercilessly, after all, he had also heard of Flavis. Luga had slain Attila's reliant Roman lieutenant under Thessalonica.

Fortunately, the Romans were very cautious and did not greet them with bows and arrows as they approached.

Here, Odystes saw the banner of the Thracian field army, which had been fighting the Huns for a year and was familiar to him, and he raised his right hand to them and shouted: "I want to see your supreme commander, Flavis. Lord Luga! ”

In a few moments, the center of the first array of the Romans slowly gave way to a way, and Luga was dressed in brass scale armor, a wolfskin shawl on his shoulders, and an iron helmet with a red vertical horse. Accompanied by the guard Andrew, he slowly walked out of the army and came to Odystes.

"It is a great honor to meet you, Dear Flavis. Lord Luja. "Odystes is worthy of being a former Roman nobleman, and he is always in place when he performs the aristocratic etiquette of the Romans in the face of Luga, and does not let people see anything that is not suitable.

"Enough, you're not qualified to practice Roman etiquette to me." Luga behaved very arrogantly, and admittedly, what was the need for etiquette for a Roman traitor?

Luga's arrogance embarrassed Odystes very much, and he could only smile bitterly, and acquiesced to the definition Luga gave him, and he did not refute it, presumably this kind of life would have a sense of accomplishment instead of sitting in the Senate Council Hall and chatting with the pedantic old men.

"Say whatever you want, Lord Luga." Odystes saluted again, and then asked Luga: "Your Excellency is worthy of being a capable man, and an army that has been defeated one after another has regained its former momentum in your hands, then Lord Luga, we can actually end this battle without the tragedy of death." ”

"Oh, really?" Luga sneered, put on his characteristic aggressive attitude and looked at Odeses in front of him and said, "Could it be that Attila can't stand the great strength of Rome and admit his mistake?" Or are you powerless to make peace for fear that we will slaughter you in the future? ”

"You are rude, Lord Luga!" Odystes restrained his false smile, and it was not difficult to see from what Luga meant that Odeses was now bent on fighting.

"It's like a finch flapping its wings in front of an eagle to show its might, Lord Luga!" Odeses lowered his voice and said to Luga, "Anything that is an enemy of Attila will not end well, and I don't think Lord Attila thinks you are a trouble. ”

"Really? I can't wait. Luga laughed, and then said to Odystes, "You don't know how stupid you are, so let's wait and see what you guess is!" ”

"Good luck, Lord Luga." Odeses snorted, turned and rode back. Otites, who had received the answer, hurried behind Attila and replied respectfully: "Attila, they are Flavis, who set fire to the attacking army. Luga. ”

"Why are you so sure, Odystes?" Attila looked back at him, causing Odystes to bow his head like a frightened little creature, not to meet Attila's eyes. Flavis. Luga was a festival in Attila's heart, and Attila had been at odds with Luga since the Battle of Thessaloniki, meaning that only one of them survived.

"I clearly saw the banner of the Thracian Field Legion, and I can't be wrong, after all, the Thracian Field Legion is now under the command of Luga." Odyses replied in a whisper, "He is bent on war, my king, and it's time to give him a little color!" ”

"If that's the case, that's great!" Attila clenched her fists tightly, looking very excited. "Order the army to attack! I'm going to see what this adopted son of Theodosius is capable of. ”

As soon as the order was given, the soldiers did not dare to obey, but they heard a long horn from the rear of the army, and the barbarians roared loudly and beat their shields with their weapons to try to cheer themselves up, and they stepped forward towards the Roman army.