Attila's army stretched for thousands of miles, and they were so arrogant and presumptuous, because the Romans were afraid to fight with the gates closed everywhere they went.

This was the second time that the barbarian army had set foot on the land of the Romans, and it was thought that no barbarian had set foot in the Apennines in a thousand years, but in this short fifty years, they had set foot twice.

This is undoubtedly a great irony, the invincible Romans, finally weakened, the Roman Augustus and the heroes who pioneered the territory will not know that they conquered everything in order to keep the war away from Rome proper, but now, the younger generations who have run out of gas can only powerlessly watch the civilized land being trampled by barbarians.

As with Alaric's route, the Huns' army followed the Alley of Aurelia all the way south to the city of Rome.

Just as forty years ago, Rome was once again surrounded by barbarians, and it looked like it could be breached again.

The old nobles of the whole city were in a state of panic, and they gathered in the council chamber, but it was surprisingly quiet from the council chamber, which was so many people.

Everyone sat in their seats with their heads hanging and didn't say a word, of course, no one had a good countermeasure to deal with Attila's invasion.

"Is there any news of the distress letter to Ravenna?"

"The messenger has returned, saying that Valentinian has told us that we must do what we want."

"Good for yourself? What is this good for yourself, Honorius is like this, and Valentinian is like this! ”

"Watch your wording, Your Excellency, that's His Majesty Valentinian."

"But they put us in danger, while he himself sat back and was under strict protection, and did not care about our life or death!"

No amount of anger could change the fact that Valentinian was already watching the play in Ravenna.

The Roman soldiers who defended the city were in a hurry, and the years of war and successive victories had made the Romans confident that they were still the center of the known world, and that the Roman legions were still invincible.

But now they have to encounter the same dilemma again, if they tell Attila that we are ready for war, and our soldiers are practicing day and night, come, let us come and let us see what you are capable of!

So what would Attila do with the city of Rome? After all, the capture and sacking of Rome was a satire on the entire Roman Empire.

"Look, an invincible empire can't even protect its own symbol."

"It seems that the only way to do this is to send another messenger to discuss with Attila."

Odyss, in the Senate, stood up, looked back and shook his head, then sighed and said.

In fact, there is only one way, after all, the current Senate has completely fallen into a desperate situation.

But who is to go? Attila, known as the whip of God, the king of the Huns, considered himself to be on an equal footing with Augustus in Rome.

Who can go? Who is qualified to go?

The patriarchs were in trouble because they thought they were too humble in front of the famous Attila.

"Why don't you go and ask Lord Leo to go for a while?"

Only one patriarch was heard, and everyone present nodded their heads again and again. After all, they had no other way to persuade Attila than this, because they knew that they couldn't do it, and only Leo could face to face Attila.

At Constantinople, the army was already assembled in the square of Augustus, and the troops of the capital's army, led by Andrew, with a total of four field regiments, after making simple preparations, went out of the city gates and marched north.

Luga stood at the gate of the palace and watched as the mighty army moved down the street. The people looked at their shrinking flags and cheered, wishing them a triumphant return.

But Luga was not as enthusiastic as the citizens of Constantinople, and he stood there silent until the army disappeared from his sight.

"They will make peace with the Thracian field army south of the Danube, and then Innobindes and Andrew will lead an army to attack the Huns' territory in Pannonia, and Attilineus will attack Dacia, which will be met by Berialius with a navy." John. Antioch whispered from the sidelines, "It is expected that this offensive will last for half a year. ”

"I just hope that Attila won't attack the city too soon, at least, the defenders won't collapse too quickly." Luga left this sentence and turned and walked into the palace, where everything seemed to be arranged.

In Ludinand, Aetius sat on a softly cushioned seat with his eyes closed, while a courtier patiently read the latest war report with a parchment in hand.

"Milan fell, Attila allowed his barbarians to plunder and kill, men were killed in the streets, women with children in their arms were not spared, and naked wounded babies wriggled on the hard ground until they were scorched to death by the sun."

The courtiers spoke little by little in a very calm tone, and even Aetius himself listened with his eyes closed, and there was no sad expression on his face.

"What is Valentinian doing?" Aetius asked.

"He didn't do anything." The courtier hesitated for a moment, then said, "At least for now, he hasn't done anything. ”

"Sure enough, it's the same as I thought!" Aetius' face sneered with contempt.

"There's another letter here, for you!" The courtier said, handing a parchment letter to Aetius underneath the parchment.

Aetius opened his eyes slightly, looked at the parchment, and asked, "Whoever sent it, if it is Ravenna or the Romans, please help me throw it away." ”

"It is Torrismon, the king of the present-day Viskots."

"Torrismon?"

Aetius repeated the name, and then the whole man got up from the bed with a carp, and walked quickly to snatch the parchment letter that was held in mid-air.

"He hasn't forgotten Attila's revenge for killing his father!" Reading the contents of the letter, Aetius couldn't help but sneer, "It's naïve to want to pass by us to attack Attila and ask if we are going together!" ”

Aetius put away the letter and asked, "Where is the military operation in the east?" ”

"The Danube, which was crossed half a month ago."

"That is, Attila's territory has been invaded."

"Yes, and with the assistance of the old Breda department, it is possible that the subsequent offensive will be accelerated even more."

"What a brilliant idea!" Aetius gave an approving expression.

In Roman churches, only a series of hurried footsteps can be heard in the empty aisles.

In the prayer hall, the wooden chairs were filled with Roman nobles, who folded their hands in front of their chests, bowed their foreheads against their hands and prayed. I am afraid that at this time, I am still pinning my hopes on God, hoping that God will send down heavenly punishment to punish the demons who have offended the holy city of Rome.

Pope Leo stood on the main podium, holding the Bible in his hand and reciting it in a deep voice, in order to soothe the hearts of the people, and he could only do that.

“papa！ papa！ ”

The door was pushed open, and a large crowd of senators swarmed in, ignoring their image, and they threw themselves at Leo's feet and wept loudly.

Leo understood what they were trying to say, and he just sighed lightly, helplessness written all over his face.