"Finally gone!"

I breathed a sigh of relief as I looked at the back of the departed egg, and the feeling was like the pleasure of a criminal being accused of being a serious person in a public place, and the blatant teaser gave up teasing. I can't explain it clearly, but I feel relieved and feel a lot better. The rest of the people's eyes, forget it, don't care, behind the relieved is an unspeakable hatred is the most important thing.

"Luga, are you alright?"

Andrew asked me.

"It's fine."

I waved at him and showed that I was still good, and although I said that I was smiling, I secretly swore in my heart that I wanted to make him look good!

After about an hour's work, few of the residents who had just been plundered had the courage to wander the already empty streets, which were covered with rubble and blackened wood. The Huns came again, and the Hun cavalry led by them rode tall horses under their crotches, and in broad daylight, in such a bright environment they were still playing torches, and it seemed ironclad that the comers were not good, although they were now allies of the Romans, but it was more reasonable to say that they were loyal allies of gold and silver.

"Residents of Ludinand! Now, take out all the jewelry and valuable things you have in your home to keep you safe! The Huns have liberated you, and you only have to pay a small price to satisfy your benefactors! Come, take out all your riches! ”

It was a Roman soldier who was standing in a carriage behind the Hun cavalry, and since the Huns did not speak Latin, they had to find an interpreter whom they considered reliable.

Our group came to the side of the street and watched the cavalry march slowly, their toes high and their eyes empty, and from time to time there were ragged civilians in the midst of the dilapidated defenses of the street. They stood on the side of the road, their only jewels of value, their eyes full of fear. The carriage of the Huns passed by them, not stopping at all to take it from them, but letting them consciously throw their jewelry on the cart.

There were not many Huns in this convoy, and there were only a dozen Hun cavalry at the head and after the break, and the rest of the escorts were all Roman soldiers, and the one at the head didn't have to think about that Levi. He also rode a horse accompanied by a Hun with gorgeous armor, there was talk and laughter along the way, after all, it was a Hun, no one knew who the Hun with gorgeous equipment was, just watched them move forward unhindered all the way. The commoner wept and threw the only thing of value at hand onto the carriage, and not far from me, a young girl in a robe, accompanied by her mother, held a box of jewelry, which must have been something very precious, perhaps a gift from the boy of her heart. She bit her lip and hugged the jewelry box, as if unwilling to pay tribute to the Huns.

The carriage passed in front of her, and she did not throw the jewelry box into the carriage, which did not attract the attention of the Huns who were moving forward with their heads held high, on the contrary

attracted the attention of the accompanying Roman soldiers.

"Give me what you have in your hand." The Roman soldier walked straight up to the girl and stretched out his hand to ask for it.

"Give it to her, child, maybe we'll have a better one in the future."

The girl's mother whispered, but the girl hugged the jewelry box tighter, and she shook her head very resistantly, and could not bear the jewelry box in her arms to leave her like this.

The Roman soldier's face suddenly darkened, and the carriage was almost gone, leaving him with little time.

"Hey, give it to me!"

The Roman soldier said again.

At this moment the girl whispered, "Sir, can I leave a little of it, just a ring, please, for the sake of the Romans." ”

"No way!"

The soldier decisively refused, and reached out to grab the box. The girl was frightened, and she quickly leaned down and clung to the jewelry box to stop the Roman soldier from continuing to snatch it.

"Bring it to me! You slut! ”

The Roman soldier finally showed his true face, he pushed the girl down, no longer caring about the image, and punched and kicked the girl with his fist in front of everyone, just to snatch the jewelry box.

"Please, please, let me go, it's the only thing my dead boyfriend left me!"

The girl curled up on the ground, clinging to the jewel box, and her mother knelt and cried and pleaded with the Roman soldier's leg! But the man's heart was like a stone, "Get out of here, you old thing!" So saying, he kicked the woman in the chest.

"Son of a bitch!"

I was so angry that I was about to step forward, but I didn't expect Andrew to stop me, he shook his head at me, I didn't understand what he meant!

It seems that a person's ability is limited after all, and he turned around and called the two of them to lower their heads and scolded viciously: "Listen to you damn biaozi!" If you don't take out your jewelry box today, then you, and your parents, won't be able to escape! ”

"Please, please!"

The girl cried miserably, but the three Roman soldiers were unmoved, and one of them drew his sword against the neck of the girl's mother, one grabbed the girl, and the other reached out to grab the jewelry box!

"Huh?"

The wooden jewelry box was snatched from the girl's hand by the soldier, and it fell to the ground and fell open, and a silver ring of unsightly appearance rolled out of the jewelry box and landed at the soldier's feet, and the jewelry box was empty, and there was nothing else.

The Roman soldier took the rose ring from the ground, raised it to his eyes, and looked at it carefully, and saw that his face was gradually turning red, as if he had been deceived.

"Yes, you poor ghost!"

The Roman soldier stood up and slammed the woman's stomach, and the woman's heart-rending scream echoed through the street, and she curled up on the ground trembling, her robe wet at the base of her thighs, and red blood slowly flowed from it.

"My daughter, my daughter!!"

The girl's mother, who was no longer threatened by the sword, pushed the soldier away and threw herself down beside her, her face pale and unconscious. The poor mother had no one to tell her grievances, so she could only hold her daughter and cry incessantly, no one dared to come forward to help, everyone could only watch such a tragic situation and grit their teeth.

"What bad luck!"

The soldier clapped his hands, spat on the side of the road, picked up the jewelry box and turned to leave, so much movement that the rest of the convoy moving forward continued as if nothing had happened.

My heart was pounding at this time, and my whole breath was even faster, angry, angry! Seeing that the tragedy was over, I pushed Andrew away, drew his Spada iron sword, and took a few steps forward to the middle of the road to look at the back of the murderer who was hurrying away.

"Hey, that bastard! Put what you have in your hands! ”

I don't know where the courage came from, I roared, and the iron sword in my hand trembled incessantly.

"You're crazy, Luga, you're going to kill us like this!"

Andrew shouted at me on the side of the road, and the mercenaries behind him had the same expressions, I don't know, what were they afraid of?

"I don't care!" I yelled at them, "We are Roman soldiers!" The soldiers of Rome were meant to defend the people of Rome, not oppress them! ”

"Hey, a bunch of bitches up there! Stop! ”

They finally stopped, and Levi, the Hun, and their retinue, all stopped, and looked back at me, who was alone.

Angry, so angry that I was not afraid of their outnumber, I raised my sword and pointed it at them, and shouted word by word, "Well, then, girl, of you, of the jewelry, come back!" ”