It wasn't easy for me to walk with Andrew along the way, and Andrew was even terrified by the seemingly casual remarks of the phlegm throat, for fear that the phlegm throat would steal his flag. So I had an extra vigil with Andrew, I was on duty for the first half of the night, and Andrew was on duty for the second half of the night. The first two days were fine, but the day march and night could not get a good rest, and the problem began to show up on the third day, and Andrew began to talk to himself, the general content of which was to avoid long nights and dreams, and simply slaughtered the phlegm throat.

I don't know how to dissuade Andrew in this situation, after all, whoever wants to beat him with this banner is that the current Emperor Valentinian III is coming, and he will also beat the Emperor off his carriage.

No, in the evening, after eating, Andrew sat angrily on a big stone and sharpened his Spada's iron sword, his eyes were red, and he saw that it was because he had enough rest, and his mouth said from time to time: "It's been two days, and that ugly thing hasn't been touched yet, and it seems that it's almost coming to this day." ”

"Oh, you want to drive a little bit, Andrew, maybe people really don't mean that?" I discouraged.

"What doesn't mean that, I'll sharpen my sword just in case, and then I'll cut that ugly thing with a knife!" Andrew sharpened his knife and continued: "No matter who it is, move it, even if you look at my military flag more!" ”

This hopeless Andrew, I really can't think of any way to dissuade him, and it's not too early to look at it, but out of worry. I didn't dare to just fall asleep, although there were soldiers who were responsible for arranging vigils every day, but Andrew was not a good stubble, how could these inexperienced guards stop this skilled veteran.

But Andrew was not the only one who suffered from sleep deprivation, and I was also lying on the floor of the makeshift blanket in exhaustion, saying that it was strange, that the blanket was like a long hand, and it grasped me firmly, and I was so tired that I could not move, and soon fell into sleep.

"How long has it been?"

In the middle of my sleep, suddenly a soft-voiced question sounded in my ears, not Latin that I had unconsciously learned, but my native language, and the voice of the question was a female voice, strictly speaking, Xiaoya's voice. It's been so long that I've almost forgotten her voice, but I haven't forgotten her face, the face that makes me think about it all the time, and I want to get it back all the time.

"Who?"

I subconsciously called softly, but there was still a haze in front of me, no hint, no shadow. It felt like I was dead, I tried to move forward, reached out and pushed away the haze in front of me, the darkness was like a thin veil, and with a flick of my fingers, the veil gently opened to the sides, finally revealing a graceful figure.

"Xiaoya."

I struggled inwardly for a long time, and finally I spoke, looking at Xiaoya, she was wearing the clothes I wore when I first met, and that behavior was very similar to when I loved her in the first place.

Swing,

Get up and straighten your hands.

Lunon flowers are thin, thin sweat and light clothes.

Seeing someone coming, the socks slipped away.

and shame to go, leaning against the door and looking back,

But he sniffed the green plums.

It was the most precious time in college, I loved her smile, and here she smiled at me too, and that smile was so pure and not mixed with any superfluous feelings. Isn't that what I want to see? I choked up and slowly stretched out my right hand, approached her, approached her, and touched her cheek with my fingertips, "Xiaoya." Before I knew it, a tear crossed the corner of my eye, but I didn't have time to wipe it, only the tears that welled up in my eyes blurred the beautiful smile.

Touched, touched!

I actually touched her face, she didn't resist, just closed her eyes, this is a move that we have agreed on for three years, I like to pet her like this, she is like a cat, she likes it all the same, and enjoys my caressing. My fingertips slid over her delicate skin, and she smiled even sweeter, just like before.

"Xiaoya, have you forgiven me?"

I plucked up my courage and my heart began to beat nervously, blushing as it had been when I first held hands. I long, I longed for Xiaoya to take the initiative to stretch out her hands and hug me, and we swore to each other as before.

Is it just a dream?

My fingertips ran across her face, and although I was so happy in my heart, I didn't feel anything in my hands. And the skin that the fingertips cut through opened a terrifying deep wound that could be seen in the bones.

I was frightened, and quickly withdrew my hand, Xiaoya stood in front of me, motionless, and her smile didn't change a bit, but those few horrible wounds made her smile extremely hideous.

"No, no!" I stepped back again and again, "Xiaoya, this is not me, Xiaoya, this is not what I did!" ”

The wound on Xiaoya's face began to bleed, at first drop by drop, until it joined in a straight line, covering half of her face. I looked down to see my right hand that I had just touched her, and it was covered in blood.

"Wow!"

Xiao Ya in front of her instantly turned into a pool of blood, and the "giggles...... eyes returned to darkness, and only a miserable smile was heard in the chaos.

The violent shaking forced me to open my eyes violently, and the tears imprisoned in my eyes rushed out like a flood that had burst the embankment. In the blur of tears, I saw the firelight, all in all directions, as if I was in a sea of fire.

"Oh God, I thought you were evil again!"

Andrew slapped the Spada's sword on my chest and pulled it out from his waist.

"Andrew, what's going on?"

Sensing a hint of unease, I hurriedly picked up my sword and got up, picked up the shield that was set aside, and came to Andrew's side. The mercenaries in front of them were in a mess, fleeing aimlessly in the burning flames like a swarm of headless flies.

"Probably a Burgundian came and followed me!"

After Andrew finished speaking, he bent down to pick up the flag of the Gemina Legion, and ran towards the place where there were many mercenaries, I followed closely, and along the way I saw a lot of people dressed in coarse linen, armed with round shields and battle axes, in groups, among them there were men and women, these fierce women were also a little inferior to men's combat skills and cruelty, many of the mercenaries who struggled in the end just let these women be hacked to death, and there were mercenaries resisting along the way, but after all, they were still two hands and four feet, Soon drowned in the crowd of Burgundians.

I didn't dare to stop, and trotted all the way until I heard the shrill whistle in the midst of the chaos.

"Legion Divisions! Gather! Phew! Phew! Don't mess around, assemble! Gather! ”

Looking for prestige, isn't that the old Overseer who was on the stage that day? (Actually, I don't know what his official rank is, so I casually call him Overseer, and that's what he does anyway.) ）

The old Overseer shouted hoarsely, but how could the mercenaries, who were barely trained, follow his orders? Aside from the cavalry who were with him, Andrew and I were the only ones who joined him.

"Very good, you two." The old Overseer was complimenting the two of us, but there was no hint of joy on his face. "You have the qualities of a soldier, this is the real Imperial soldier!"

As he spoke, the old Overseer stood on his tiptoes again, picked up his whistle and blew "Hoo, hoo.

"Oh, sir, save your effort!"

I sensed that something was wrong with what he was doing, and it wasn't surprising that he was commanding trained soldiers, and he was at a loss for what to do with the mess.

"What? Soldier? ”

The old Overseer stopped what he was doing and looked at me suspiciously.

"Whistling like this won't work for these undisciplined mercenaries!" I said, patting the shield in my hand, "They don't need orders now, they need momentum!" Where the momentum is, it's in the weapons in our hands! ”

"And what do you think?"

"Hit! Let the undisciplined people know that we are attacking and that we haven't lost yet! As I spoke, I swung my sword at the approaching Burgundians, who were slaughtering indiscriminately, with no one in sight.

The old Overseer took a deep breath and looked around at the dozens of soldiers around him, the old Overseer now had to admit that they were the only ones who were the backbone of this army. As if he had made a very difficult decision, he said to me, "Well, let's teach these barbarians who only know how to take money a lesson!" Horn man, blow the horn of attack! ”

"Woo!!"

In the midst of the confusion, the sound of the Romans' horn reverberated through the battlefield for a long time, causing the Burgundians, who were desperate to advance, to stop and look around alertly, looking for the direction of the horn.

"Warriors of Rome!" The old Overseer drew his iron sword, and the cavalry around him raised their spears and shields, slapping their shields like roaring mastiffs, waiting to loosen their chains.

"Kill them!"

"Roar!!

The Roman soldiers roared, raised their shields forward, and frantically pounced on the Burgundian in front of them! Andrew, I bore the brunt of the attack, Andrew waved the Legion banner in his hand, the golden spearhead shining brightly in the flames!

“die！ die！！！ ”

The soldiers roared, and I felt that behind me there were no longer dozens of us, but thousands of troops, a whole legion! Follow the point of the banner and push it forward! The Burgundians were stunned, crowded in the firelight, and could not tell how many Romans had come. But it's too late!

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