"Well, can I ask how many people there are this time?" Luga felt that such a question was a little difficult for Father Jiangkaro to ask, but he asked anyway. "I see that there are adults among them, and there are teenagers, and even the elderly, and I really don't know what your definition of the military is?"

"A total of eighteen field regiments were formed." As he spoke, he picked up a roll of parchment from the table next to him and opened it, which showed a count of the army. "An army of nearly 10,000 men, of course, all followers of Christ, and with great enthusiasm for the liberation of Britannia, which Leo I commanded us to count together."

"With such a huge army, filled with a lot of old and weak people, do you really think that you are going to Britannia to live in old age? Or is it the old man who signs up for a group tour and eats and stays along the way? Luga was a little angry.

It is recorded in detail the deployment of the entire legion, and there are even fifteen hundred people in this gang of old things.

"Isn't it a burden on me to raise so many old things with 1,500 hands (military salaries) and 1,500 mouths (food)?" Luga complained, threw the parchment on the table, sighed, and said, "There is no other way now, and if you say that you drive them away, you will say that you will hinder their way to heaven, and he will not let me go if he does not see his kingdom." ”

"Oh God, Hail Mary! Believe me, Lord Luga. Fr. Jankaro clung to his Bible and said to Luga: "They are all devout believers in God, and believe me, they will be able to prove their worth in the battle to recover Britannia!" ”

"I hope what the priest said is true, otherwise, I can't guarantee that I will be able to bring him back."

With that, Luga turned back to the priest with the cross and the soldier with the cross on his helmet, and opened his mouth and said, "Hail Mary." Luga felt more and more like an outlier among them.

"Looks like I'm going to have to study the teachings of Christ." Luga shrugged his shoulders and whispered to himself in his heart: "If this continues, it is very likely that I will not be able to talk to this gang of gods, this is a group of Christians, if they don't agree and quarrel, who knows if they will put a cross and tie me up and burn me!" ”

For Father Cankarlo's insistence, Luga no longer made any rebuttals, but acquiesced in such an act, perhaps it was that such a long journey to Ludug Gaul might make these old fellows tired and shaken, I hope so, otherwise Luga would have to think carefully about consuming them on the battlefield, which is too cruel.

Luga himself wrote an invitation and instructed the messenger to be placed in the hands of Aetius, with whom he would negotiate an agreement, even with the help of Leo I.

The two-week appointment ended in a hurry the day after Luga returned to the barracks, and Luga got up early in the morning and beckoned Andrew to greet all the soldiers.

He had been busy all day yesterday with the matter of training the soldiers to stand in line, so that Aetius could scare them once when he arrived. He was very careful, but the new soldiers, because they were Christians, were very obedient and did whatever they wanted, and it seemed that such a doctrine was not without success. Soon, the menacing position was presented in front of Luga, and the strongest soldiers were on either side of the road, and the tips of their spears were specially and carefully polished at Luga's orders

On this morning, Aetius was invited by Luga to visit Luga's military camp. Whether he was concerned about his own safety or deliberately flaunted his strength to Luga or something, this group of people actually came with 500 people. Except for his own chariot, the rest of the soldiers were all on horseback. Coming so mightily, if you don't know, you really think that Aetius is here to fight.

Luga's barracks were barricaded by a tall wall, and looked deserted except for the soldiers patrolling the watchtower.

"It still looks like nothing has changed, Flavis. Luga is indeed living too comfortably these days. Aetius thought, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up a sneer, "It seems that my instinct is correct, without Augustus's help, he is really nothing!" ”

"Open the camp gate, open the camp gate quickly!" The guards on the watchtower saw Aetius' car from afar, and he hurriedly beckoned the soldiers below the camp to slowly open the camp door.

The gates of the camp were opened unhurriedly, and only opened when Aetius's open-top carriage arrived outside the Luga camp.

"This, this is..."

Aetius could not believe his eyes, for he saw that the road when the camp gate was opened, lined with heavily armed soldiers, standing in front of him with shields in their left hands and spears in their right. The two rows of men were of equal size, lined up in order, and the spears of the brushed in unison shone with a blinding silver light in the sun's light, shining directly on Aetius's face, so that Aetius couldn't help but reach out to block it. This is the result of Luga's long queue, and Luga did this to give Aetius a good dismount, so that he knows that he is not easy to mess with.

"One, two! Welcome, welcome! Put out the welcome mat! Welcome, welcome, warm welcome! I don't know who shouted the number, and in an instant everyone present was boiling, they shouted, and a huge sound sounded on both sides of Aetius like a bell, and the shouts were deafening, this was obviously a demonstration, how could it be possible to use such a large battle.

It was indeed a welcome, and Aetius felt extremely embarrassed, and he couldn't help but cover his ears, but the silver light from their shaking spearheads forced Aetius to reach out and cover his eyes and ears. Aetius also seemed to realize that this would be embarrassing, so he could only bear it in silence, and the expression of pain and happiness made Lugar laugh. He knew that Aetius's embarrassed expression was actually more of a surprise, he probably didn't expect Luga to have such a large army in such a short period of time.

Seeing Aetius's embarrassed appearance, Luga secretly breathed a bad breath in his heart. "Oh, welcome, welcome! Welcome, distinguished guest! Luga spread out his hands and gestured towards Aetius in a gesture of welcome.

"Oh yes, yes, thank you for your kindness, Lord Luga!" Now at the foot of the steps of Luga's central tent, Aetius slowly stepped out of the carriage and now looked up at Luga. The cheers finally stopped, and Aetius finally breathed a sigh of relief, he felt much better now, but the faux pas just now allowed Luga to see it all, which was really a very dishonorable thing.

"I hope you will enjoy my welcome gesture." Luga laughed and walked down, pulling Aetius into the tent.