The roar of the battle between the Gates of Europa and the wall resounded through half of the city, and the citizens of the entire city were in fear.

They hid in their houses, always watching for the stones that fell from the sky to knock a big hole in their houses.

Especially pregnant women and children, a historian once saw a stone bullet concentrated on a pregnant woman, and at that moment the child in her belly was smashed out and flew a hundred feet.

Although this is an exaggerated technique, you can still see the power of this weapon and the fear of it from the side.

The shouts of battle filled the streets, and even the clergy in the church could be faintly heard.

This is also the reason for their bitter prayers, and they prayed bitterly in the chapel in front of the crucifixion of the Holy Jesus, longing for the Holy Jesus to open his eyes and show them mercy.

"The Lord will hear your prayers, and the Lord will be merciful to you, and then the light of Heaven will shine on the city of Rome, and the wicked Vandals will finally be expelled, and the glory of God will shine on the Eternal City!"

The priest who preached led the faithful in prayer over and over again, and even though the cries of killing were close at hand, what else could the Romans do? They think they are powerless, and they have nothing to do but pray to God.

Everyone, looking at the humble crosses at the crossroads of the streets, silently praying and longing.

In the chamber of the Senate, hundreds of senators sat in their seats, they were all figures with heads and faces in Rome, they used to be powerful, and they were in the ancient council hall of Rome, but at this time they were silent.

Even though they are rich and rich, gold will not be turned into an army for them to resist the attack of the Vandals.

They all hung their heads, avoiding the fierce eyes on the stage, they were so afraid of the guy sitting on the stage, even if not so long ago they were brazenly slandering the guy.

That's right, that guy is Flavis. Luga, the sound of battle outside was sparsely heard like the sound of rain, and it also brought a rare movement to this quiet venue.

Lu Jia sat on the podium of the meeting, he condescendingly looked down on all beings, these outstanding people of all kinds, his face revealed all mockery, his expression mocked, and there was a trace of helplessness mixed with paleness.

"Caesar." Senator Odysses stood behind Luga, and he looked at Luga with more urgency in his eyes, after all, the war was imminent, and the Eternal City was in danger.

"Look, the illustrious men of mankind, who have a lot of money in their pockets, who have squandered countless Souledes in their food, clothing, shelter, and transportation, but who will not even take out a single one in the face of war."

"There's always a solution to these problems, and maybe they're thinking about how to negotiate with Gaisaric at the door while they're bowing their heads and being silent." Odes shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly: "When the war is over, the fittest survive. ”

"What a strange country!" With a wry smile, Luga turned around and walked towards the paved stone path outside the council chamber.

At this moment, Luga felt more lonely than ever, and he did not have a single entourage around him, but only passed in front of each of the guards, and asked them to stand as a sign of their respect for Augustus.

Luga was out into the streets, and by this time the roar of war was no longer the main sound, but the roar and cry of chaos.

The stone road beneath his feet was bits and pieces of wounded people, the streets were lined with wounded people, and the dead were covered by random burlap.

The women stood in the street crying for the children, frightened by the blood and horrible wounds, and their eyes widened in horror at the creatures that were struggling on the wheeled carts or dead.

Luga passed in front of them, and even the children stopped crying, and everyone looked at this king, this spear of the empire.

I wonder what these silent guys will think when they look at Luga.

"Oh my God, for God's sake, save him, save him!"

Another wheeled cart came with several corpses, or half-dead wounded, and several soldiers clustered around, pushing the wheeled cart, and they trotted and cried out for help.

But who can save the few people lying in the car? Priests? Or God? Kneeling down to a priest did not see any miracle apparitions.

The crying all the way finally stopped abruptly, because they saw Luga standing in the middle of the road.

He was still the same as when he visited Pope Leo, wearing a heavy lion's skin in armor.

"Caesar's ......"

Everyone froze in place, and they looked up at Luga, who stopped and looked at the guys, and then at the wounded in the car, with a look of amazement.

"Caesar, they need help." The leading soldier looked at Luga with tears in his eyes, "He can't just die, the battle continues!" ”

"I know, I know!" Luga said distractedly, and he turned out of the way, "I can't help you, you have to figure it out for yourself." ”

The leading soldier looked at Luga and stayed in place for a moment, he looked at Luga's expression blankly, and after a moment of silence, he lowered his head, pushed the wounded soldier's cart, and passed by Luga, looking for other possible assistance.

"What the hell should I do?"

Luga looked at their distant backs and was silent, more secretly asking himself, but he couldn't come up with a good idea.

Luga looked down at his hands and was silent for a moment, then took a deep breath and walked to the place of the church with his head down.

“papa，papa！”

In the chapel room, while Leo was leading the crowd to pray, a priest rushed in in a panic, and he ran like a gust of wind through the empty aisle to the place where Leo, the seat of the crucifixion, was located.

"What's wrong?" Leo looked at the priest with a frown.

"Caesar, Caesar wants to come to you to pray."

"Caesar?" Leo was very surprised to hear the news, after all, in his opinion, Luga was not a very devout believer, although he often beat the enemies of Rome in the name of God.

But pray, well, Luga hadn't prayed much, and if it had to be decreed that both Augustus and the plebeians should pray, perhaps this fellow would have known the necessity of prayer and made it a habit.

"Defend the gates! Siege engines of the Vandals, defense! Defense! ”

On the city walls, a large number of Roman soldiers flocked to the gatehouse, and they held barrels of fire oil stacked on the gatehouse defense area of the gatehouse. Prepare to strike at the Vandals' siege carts as they reach the massive gates of Rome.

Behind the city gate, a large number of soldiers came in a formation, they were in a three-sided shape behind the city gate, holding shields and spears, and everyone stared at the closed city gate with wide eyes and full attention.

"Click......"

The Roman trebuchets threw a large number of oil barrels into the Vandals' ranks, instantly turning the vast meadow into a sea of fire.

Thick black smoke rose into the sky, turning the blue sky above the entire city of Rome into a foggy area, and the smell of burning filled everyone's nostrils.