The carriage shook violently, and the road under the wheels must have been uneven, and it was indeed not easy to walk. However, the uneven road was not as good as the agitation in my heart at this time, all of them were Arecio, who kept saying that he was not treason and collaborator, but under the eyes of the two of us, he personally told Caesar's expedition plan with the Bagouda element named Jürgen, and when he heard it, Jürgen nodded again and again, and his face could not help showing a little joy. It seems that if such valuable information were brought back by Jürgen, he Caesar Valentinian would have ended up with a 100,000-strong army on a crusade.

I don't understand how much Arecio is hiding, he feels stranger and stranger to me at this point, almost another person named Arecio hidden under the mask.

"Then please, Your Excellency!" Arecio finished his narration and, with a smile on his face, carefully rolled up the blueprint detailing Valentinian III's march and the next series of operational deployments on the floor, and handed it to Jürgen.

"Your Excellency, rest assured!" Jürgen respectfully took the picture from Arecio's hand with both hands, and carefully put it into his own wide robe as if he had found a treasure.

"Stop!" Arecio beckoned, and as soon as he finished speaking, the still shaking carriage stopped.

"Prepare horses for guests!" After speaking, Arecio smiled and patted Ürgen's shoulder, expressing his trust, "Your Excellency, success or failure is here, there are still a few days to go to Gaul, Belgium, and I hope that Your Excellency will be very careful during this period." ”

"That's nature!" Jürgen's face was overjoyed, and God knows if his heart was full of turmoil and ecstasy at this time. "It's a big deal, but rest assured, everything will work out as planned!" With that, Jürgen went out, leaving Arecio and the two of us looking at each other.

"Isn't this treason?" I turned my gaze from the lowered curtain to Arecio, who was also a confident fellow, and he knew that we had become disgusted and extremely dissatisfied with this, but he was still sitting in the car, not afraid that we would attack him without saying a word.

"Aren't you so naked treason that aren't you afraid that the two of us will kill you?" I don't understand what he's doing. I questioned him, but he ignored it, leaning against the wall of the carriage and looking up at the sky, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and the joy radiated from the inside out. It seemed that it was about to be achieved, his dream, or rather ambition.

The journey was not rushed, perhaps deliberately keeping a safe enough distance from Caesar Valentinian III's army at all times.

Time slipped away quietly under my nose with the repetition of the sunrise and sunset, the carriage stopped and stopped unhurriedly, and the mentality of all of them was diametrically opposed to mine, and their leisureliness made me more anxious.

Andrew talked less and less during this time, and he even gave up his favorite chicken leg or something, and every day in addition to hurrying, his spare time was to practice shields and Spada's iron sword. I think he also realized that after a long year, most of his fighting skills have been wasted, and if he doesn't hurry up to practice to do a good job of sharpening his spear in battle, he will only have to stare dryly when it comes to handy.

"War, how come there is no war? What the hell are they waiting for? "I didn't dare to relax, because I hadn't practiced for a year, and the news was closed, which made me even more anxious because I didn't know anything about everything outside of this team. That feeling of constant fear almost drove me crazy, and I really didn't know when such a day would end. The only thing that can make me feel a little solace is that since I inherited this body of Luga, I have not inherited his memory, but on the contrary, I have inherited his Latin and experienced fighting skills, plus this year's hard workout, I feel that my strength is no longer able to speak on the same day, at least let me see Levi's decrepit boy, I will definitely beat him out!

The party reached almost Argenturam, the closest city to Augusta-Treville and an important supply point for Caesar Valentinian III's army. As early as two days before I came, I heard that Valentinian's army and the eighth comrade-in-arms regiment brought by Litollio had set off, but I don't know how the battle situation was, I thought that with the accurate strategic deployment of the Roman side, even if the army of Bagunda was poorly equipped, it would be able to make Valentinian III drink a pot solidly.

More than two months have passed, and on this day, Andrew and I were still practicing the fighting skills we were familiar with, when suddenly we heard the sound of horses' hooves outside the camp, which we are familiar with, because Arecio always needs news from the front, this time, after the sound of horses' hooves stopped, everyone present, except for the two of us, rushed forward, leaving the two of us in a daze.

"What's the situation?"

Out of curiosity, Andrew and I ran up after him, and saw the scout who was in charge of delivering the news surrounded by everyone, and Arecio supporting him, his face was pale, obviously exhausted, but his face was smiling, that kind of weak smile.

"Success, success!" The scout said weakly, followed by a big gasp, and it seemed that there was no shortage of force along the way.

"Intelligence, I need intelligence!" Arecio heard the news, but was not in a hurry to rejoice. He patted the scout on the back, now was not his time to rest.

"Bing, the soldier is defeated!" The scout continued: "Our Emperor was besieged by the army of Bagunda when he attacked Augusta-Treville, and they fought fiercely for two months, and finally Litollio's Eighth Legion of Comrades was completely defeated by the Bagunda elements in order to cover Caesar's First Italian Legion, but now Caesar's army is besieged and cannot get out. ”

"Where's the location?" Arecio then asked.

"In the Black Forest on the Belgian Gallic border, they got lost, and the Bagauda people blocked all the gaps they knew."

"Hah, good!" As soon as the words were finished, all the guards present cheered, as if they had been victorious.

"Good, it's good to lose, it's good to lose!" Arecio let go of the weary soldier and ordered his men to help the scout into the tent.

"Luga! Luga! Oh. Andrew, and you, Andrew! Arecio was so excited that he beckoned us both over, pacing back and forth from time to time, and muttering, "All right, now it's good!" Aetius, you can't save Caesar, it's just me, it's just me! ”