It's winter, this winter always reminds people of the past, it's the fear engraved in their bones, as they fear, winter has come!

Heavy snow has blocked the roads, and the heavy snow has made it difficult for animals to move in the forest.

In the villages outside the city, heavy snow crushed the houses from time to time, mainly because the owners who were shivering from the cold did not have the courage to leave the houses even half a step.

Even if you die, you will not get any help, because no one dares to step out of the door. There are countless of those who froze to death in the house, and they had to go out to chop wood when the firewood was burned, and they didn't want to come out as long as they entered the forest.

Under the bitter cold, the life of the nobles in the city was not much better, and the astonishing low temperature made Luga want to take advantage of the winter when the Suebi army was difficult to meet and launch another offensive, but the heavens did not give the slightest mercy, and the severe cold and heavy snow made this ambitious military strategist have to bow to nature.

It can be said that Blizzard drove him and his army back to Tarraco, and the soldiers hid in the barracks shivering, and there were no patrolling guards on the road, because no one believed that any guy who was not afraid of death would dare to brave such cold weather.

At this time, Theodoric, the king of Visgoth in Tolosa, in northern Iberia, was anxious because of the heavy snowfall, and the ice and snow caused a large number of cattle and sheep in his territory to die, and in order to ensure food supply, Theodoric had to ask his subjects to eat the dead cattle and sheep, but as time went on, the cattle and sheep died more and more, and he even began to worry about whether he and his army would be able to support it until the spring of the following year.

Of course, this was not the most uncomfortable for him, and when he learned that the Roman army had razed Salamantila to the ground, he began to worry, after all, the commander of this army was Flavis. Luga, this guy who was attacking faster than he could have imagined.

Theodoric even began to rejoice, because the extremely bad weather stopped Luga's attack, and his great exploits spread throughout the Roman Empire.

His army had been fighting the main force of the Suebi for two years, and the war was intermittent and endless, and if it weren't for the fear of Aetius, the Roman behind him, he might have dealt with these barbarians in a very short time!

Because of the cold, he wore a full three-layer sheepskin jacket, and the heavy clothes made him look like a bear. Sitting in front of the campfire, a sheep was set up in front of him, which had been roasted to a brown, and the family was cutting meat to eat.

Torrismond was in the prime of life, and he was much stronger than his father, Theodoric, who often praised Torrismon as strong and reliable as a horse that accompanied him.

Torrismon's appetite was so great that he cut off the hind leg of a lamb with an iron sword and feasted on it, while the ladies had to use their knives to cut off the lamb one by one and put it in their mouths.

Theodoric seemed to have no appetite, and he sat motionless with a knife in his hand, watching his wife and children enjoy their meals.

"What's wrong, father?" Torrismond stopped and looked up at Theodoric in a daze, "Could it be that today's lamb is not to your liking?" Also, how can a frozen sheep be as delicious as a live sheep? Tomorrow I will have my servant kill a live sheep!" ”

"No, Torrismon, my son." Theodoric just shook his head, "I just feel like we have one more enemy." ”

"Who?"

"Flavies. Luga! Theodoric said, his eyes fixed on the fire in front of him, and the raging fire beat in his pupils, as if his heart was burning for it at this moment.

At this time in Taraco, in the hall of the Doge's Palace, wearing heavy robes and holding a golden cross, he prayed over and over again in front of the statue of God hanging on the wall. Behind him, the clergy, the clergy, and the nobles who had come to pray were praying that God would appear to dispel the cold they were now suffering.

Although the wind and snow outside did not stop, there were many people in the house, and it was warm and wanted people to take off their clothes. The ignorant ones say that this is a manifestation of God, at least so that they can not freeze to death here.

After more than an hour of prayer, I am afraid that Leo I himself will not be able to hold on, I saw him wipe the sweat from his forehead and breathe a long sigh of relief. The heavy robe was indeed too warm, and it made him suffer a little.

He turned back to the nobles present and said, "That's the end of today's prayer!" ”

After hearing this, the nobles got up from the ground and bowed to Liang, and then slowly withdrew from the governor's palace, leaving only Luga and Andrés and the priests present.

The Doge's Palace has become a cathedral where His Holiness the Pope flourishes.

Seeing that the person was almost gone, Liang Chang breathed a sigh of relief, as if the space that suffocated him in this way instantly opened up. He slowly walked down the stall made of red cloth, and looked up to see Andres, who looked at him with a scorching light in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, looking particularly weird.

"Okay, there's nothing to do with you here, step down!" Liang waved his hand at Andres, looking impatient.

Andrés's expression flashed with a hint of surprise, he looked at Liang and then at Luga, his eyes revealing that he didn't know why he bowed slightly to Liang and then exited the hall.

Seeing Andrés leave, Luga looked back at Liang, and at some point, he had an extra glass of wine in his hand, probably because he had been praying for too long.

"Why, doesn't God have a manifestation?" Luga couldn't help but ask.

"Maybe not today." Liang couldn't help the thirst in his mouth, picked up the wine glass and drank it all, his pale lips finally appeared a little blood, Liang closed his eyes slightly, and looked intoxicated.

"It's not been a year since this weather!" Luga added: "More people are freezing to death on the Rhine Line, and if this situation does not improve, I am afraid that God's people will have to eat each other!" ”

"You don't seem to believe me, Lord Luga." Liang's voice was low, he kept shaking the empty wine glass, and his eyes were fixed on Luga: "I don't see faith in God in your eyes, and I can hear it in your tone that you are not only questioning me, but also God. ”

If Liang can say such a thing, it means that the problem is very serious.

Even in the face of the Pope's questioning, Luga stood there and faced the questioning gaze of the clergy, he was unmoved, he smiled and looked at Liang, and there was no panic in his words.

"It was like this last year, and it's still the same this year, I think God has other plans."

Hearing this, Liang stopped shaking the wine glass, only to see his right hand clenching the wine glass tightly, and he glared at Luga angrily, because he felt offended by this sentence.

"You should understand what you're talking about, Luga." Liang's tone was quite threatening, but Luga in front of him was unmoved, still sitting still calm.

"Of course, Papa, I understand very well." Luga crossed his index finger and said to Liang: "We are suffering from the cold, and of course our enemies, the pagans, are also suffering, but fortunately we are his faithful followers, and we have steaming bread and warm clothes, and they are nothing but sheepskins, and God is punishing them for their disrespect to himself through the cold, and he is also testing us for our faithfulness to his faith." ”

Liang was silent for a long time, and finally let out an unbridled wild laugh, "Well, Luga, I blamed you wrong, if you don't explain, I might kill you at this time, you pious and clever fellow!" ”