The rain fell in the middle of the night, and the fighting continued in the middle of the night, and the sound of the torrential rain drowned out the cries of the city and all the cruel sounds that were unacceptable to the ears.

In the second half of the night, the rain gradually stopped, and the city streets of Duro Torkoram were washed as new by the heavy rain, and the blood stains on them disappeared without a trace, leaving only a corpse with a hideous expression. The excellent drainage system of the Romans came into play at this time, and the blood mixed with the rain flowed down the drainage system out of the city to drink, and the river was blood-red.

In the central square of Dulokortoram, Ba Gouda rebel soldiers, who had been captured for surrender, sat in a group on the damp stone slabs of the square. They were pale, soaking wet, their messy hair dripping from their messy hair, his eyes hollow, his expression depressed, his hands bound by ropes and unable to move, they were no longer soldiers, at least not when they had chosen to surrender rather than fight to the death in a night of bloody fighting.

Everyone's eyes were on the courtyard in front of them, and according to the captured rebel soldiers, Scar was inside. Before this, Andrew had rushed in with a group of soldiers, and the sound of fighting could be heard in front of him, but now it was quiet and eerie. Luga stood in front of the courtyard and waited quietly, he was very patient and quiet, although there was no movement in the courtyard now, as if everything in front of him was asleep.

The soldiers standing outside the door lit torches, which was the first light in the city of Dulokortolamb after the rainstorm, and soon, more and more soldiers lit torches, and the firelight illuminated the venue, showing all the embarrassment soaked in the heavy rain in front of the eyes of the world. They didn't say a word, and the only thing in the scene was the loudest except for the coughing of the flames. Luga stood at the front of the procession, his face heavy and silent, his eyes fixed on the open but empty door.

"General." Behind him, Malenius couldn't stand it anymore, and the cold wind after the rain made him shiver on his soaked armor, and he thought that Luga would only feel worse than he felt at this time. Standing stupidly like this was not an option, he leaned behind Luga and whispered to Luga, "Do you want me to bring another team in to support Andrew, I feel that the rebels have set up an ambush inside." ”

Luga just shook his head at Marinius' proposal and said, "I believe that Andrew, even if there are great difficulties, he will be able to overcome them." ”

Malenius shook his head helplessly, took a step back and continued to stand shivering in the cold wind.

"Ha, you damned slave!" After a long time, Andrew's unique loud voice finally came from the courtyard, and when he heard his voice, Luga finally moved, and saw that the solemnity on his face had disappeared without a trace, and the corners of his mouth even revealed a seemingly nonexistent smile, all of which seemed to be playful.

No one knows why Luga insisted on keeping these leaders of the Bagunda rebels alive, and the final answer is probably only known to Luga alone.

At the door of the courtyard appeared the figure of Andrew, who strode out with a rope in his hand, and through the firelight, Luga could see the smugness on his face that could not be concealed.

"Luga, look at who I've caught." Andrew said, and suddenly lifted the rope, only to see an extra figure at the door of the courtyard, and because of Andrew's pull, the guy fell at Luga's feet in a choking wave.

Luga looked down, and through the firelight, he saw a man with a dead face, lying on the ground as if he had lost his soul. Loss couldn't hear his heavy breathing, and really thought the guy was dead.

"Looks like we caught him off guard, and when I led someone to break through their inner courtyard defenses, he was still inside laughing like a madman. Holding the sword in both hands, shaking non-stop, I went up and slapped him to the ground, but who knew that he was lying on the ground and laughing, who knew if he was under the devil, and he didn't resist at all when I hit him. Andrew pointed to Scar lying on the ground and said to Luga, this guy is lying on the ground as if he was dead, and he is much more honest lying on the ground.

Luga slowly crouched down and looked at the last leader of the rebel army he had defeated, the lord of Dulokortoram. Scar's eyes move up to meet Luga's eyes.

"Haha, haha, what an embarrassment." Scamin chapped his lips looked at Luga and laughed, still looking crazy, only to hear him continue: "I never thought that my guy would be so wet in the rain, it's really embarrassing, oh, how can I express my willingness to surrender to such a guy." ”

"Ah, yes." Luga said, and then reached out and grabbed the wolfskin shawl from his shoulder, only to see his fingers strain, and the rain on the shawl flowed down his fingers.

Luga looked at the rain that was running down his arm, and said unhurriedly: "I want to see you fail so much, so even the heavy rain can't stop my steps, you see, I feel that the sin I suffered today must not have wronged me in vain." ”

"That's really to congratulate you, damn Roman." Scar smiled wryly, he looked much more normal than he had just looked. He looked under Luga's crotch and saw the captured soldiers behind Luga, who were also drenched in the rain, and even many fainted among them, all of whom were looking at Skar, but their eyes were blank and at a loss. They were all soldiers who had been fighting side by side with Scar, and from the beginning of the uprising to the end of the defeat, Scar seemed to understand that if he continued to be so crazy, everyone present would die. He restrained his smile, and in front of the captured soldiers, he seemed to finally realize that he had failed completely, that all plans for resistance had failed, and that no matter how much he pretended to be crazy and stupid, he could not escape the facts in front of him.

"I put all my strength together." Scar lay on the ground and looked up at Luga with a begging look in his eyes, and muttered: "I surrender to you, Romans, I only beg you to spare them and let them live, they are just lost, it was I who instigated them to embark on such a sinful path, they don't deserve to die, they can live, everything comes at me." Come on me! As he spoke, Scar struggled to turn over, and he was lying face down on the ground, as if Luga was giving in and announcing that he would be at Luga's mercy.

"Good, good!"

Seeing the appearance of Scar's surrender, Luga finally breathed a sigh of relief, and he had fulfilled a wish in his heart, and in just one year, he had recovered this huge province and put it firmly in the hands of the Romans. On top of that, he also captured alive two leaders of the rebels of Bagorda, although there is also a Tiberius who is now missing, and these two are enough.