"Franks?" Attila was on horseback, his face expressionless, his eyes fixed on the Franks in front of him.

The Frankish soldiers saw the well-dressed, blackened armor, and the long black cloak over his shoulders, which was the barbarian weave.

The most conspicuous thing was the golden sunlight and the silver chainmail hood, which was his symbol on the battlefield, the symbol that once made countless people fear.

"Attila? Attila! ”

The words of the Frankish soldiers were clearly surprised, and they all looked at Merloway hidden in their crowd, and the meaning was self-evident.

Merloway swallowed a mouthful of saliva, then pushed away the crowd and came to Attila.

By this time the Hun cavalry had surrounded them, each armed with blood-stained cavalry spears, and stopped around Merovy.

No one knew how panicked he was in his heart at this time, and he stood in front of the invincible Attila, looking up at the invincible conqueror.

"I think I've seen you." Attila said quietly, "I saw you when you and your brother were seizing power, and I led the army to drive you out of your Frankish land, and you were like a dog in the Rhine, and I thought you would remember this lesson, but you told me by your deeds that this is not the case. ”

Merloway is so stupid to be in the same place, it is estimated that he is frightened, how can a person who recognizes the huge gap in his status not be impressed by such a king's momentum.

"But, maybe." Merlowe was silent for a long time and finally spoke, his voice slurring and slurring.

"It's pitiful, I think I'm the king of Franks, but I can't see any of the king's momentum." Attila scoffed and couldn't help but shake her head. "Now I'll give you a way to live, and you know what you have to do, and I, Attila, will give you a way to live, provided you have to know what you have to do!"

Merovi could only swallow the bitter fruit of this shame, and he bowed his head heavily, at this point he should know what Attila wanted him to do, if he wanted to survive.

"Bang dang!"

The blood-stained iron sword fell from his hand and slammed to the ground. Merloway still hung his head, unable to bear to look back at his warriors, even if their eyes were full of unwillingness.

"Yes, yes, that's it." Attila's eyes were full of amusement, and he sneered at Melovy, and said triumphantly, hoping to see Melovy, the self-proclaimed king of Franks, kneel down to him, just like Merovy's brother.

"You know what you're going to do next, Franks, come, get down on your knees, and tell me you want to survive under my protection!" Attila couldn't wait to see this, this was just the beginning, and then one after another, the tribal leaders and even the Roman officers would kneel down to him, he was the conqueror!

Merlowe gritted his teeth, tears of humiliation streaming down his cheeks, and he did not dare to sobble until this time, for he knew that his crying would only provoke the unbridled ridicule of the Huns present.

Still, his knees were bent, and he slowly knelt down in front of Attila's horses' hooves, first on one knee, then on the other.

"Yes, as when you surrendered at the feet of Augustus in Rome, you know what you have to do, after all, your ancestors knew it all too well." Attila continued to taunt the man who had been against him, as he had always done, and there was nothing more pleasing than to grovel before him from the one who had made him unhappy.

Immediately afterwards, Merovy fell to his knees, causing the other Hun cavalrymen to raise their blood-stained spears and cheer loudly, as if celebrating victory.

The soldiers behind Meloway

"Woo-"

A long horn sounded, and it was then that Attila jerked her head up.

"What's going on?" Attila asked.

"My king, it's the Romans, the Romans are coming!"

"Damn it!" Attila cursed, and then he asked, "Whose troops are they?" ”

"Aetius, Aetius's army!"

At this time, the soldiers of the eight field regiments were rushing towards the middle of the road, and the Hun cavalry, who were chasing all the barbarians who tried to escape, rushed in and threw javelins and pikes at the Hun cavalry.

Along the way, though, they all braved a torrential rain of arrows from the Huns.

Their aim was to expel the Hun cavalry entrenched in the Chinese army, and how to deal with Aetius's army was now a difficult problem for Attila.

"Retreat, retreat!"

I saw Attila waving his hand again and again, signaling to Golding and other Hun officers beside him, "We are not in a hurry to surround the Romans now, compared to them, the Goths are the real trouble in front of us!" ”

The officers understood what Attila meant, which meant that they would follow Attila's goths and tear them apart completely.

At this time, Attila looked at Merovi at his feet, sneered, and then said to Merovia: "It seems that your Roman allies have come to save you, poor worm!" ”

With that, he turned around and led the officers around him into running away, leaving only half a man's dust just enough to hide Meloway's face.

Looking at the dust left behind by Attila, Merowe fell to his knees for a long time and refused to stand up, his eyes red and his hands clenched tightly.

This can be described as a huge stain on his life, in other words, it can be a lifetime of shame!

As the Romans approached, the Hunnic cavalry did not seem to have stopped in a war, and they deliberately retreated to avoid their edge, returning the corpse-strewn line to the Romans.