I always thought that Gaisaric would have the idea of being a soldier and a god, but reality always played a joke on Luga that he couldn't understand, because he waited until winter.

Gaisaric did not seem to be in a hurry, the assembled army was still gathering in Trapani, and it was not known how long they would have to assemble, if it were not for the absence of snow in Sicily, strictly speaking, there would be no winter here, and if it was the northern Gaul region, I am afraid that Luga's troops would suffer unjust losses again.

The Vandals also sent scouts to reconnoiter the area passing through Syracuse, but Luga deployed too many scouts, and they were always able to find the least of the hidden scouts of the Vandals, or drive them away, and kill them alive, in short, the only thing the Vandals knew was that this road was very dangerous. On the contrary, the small plain below Mount Etna, which leads to Palermo to the north, is much more deserted.

Food has always been in the ancient city of Syra, the same empire, their nobles are much more generous than those in the north, at least in terms of food, which did not make Luga's soldiers hungry. But waiting day after day really made Luga impatient, he could not understand what was the reason for Gaisarik, and even in such time he had planned how to attack the town of Trapani, where Gaisarik was entrenched.

In December, after a three-month stalemate, the scouts reported that Gaisarik's army had been marched out. The first to receive this news was Andrew, who stormed into the tent and handed the parchment to Luga.

This is not a trivial matter, Lu Jiaxing has been waiting for so long, and finally there is a result! Opening the parchment, Lu Jiazai carefully read the contents of the paper.

"He's been frightened by the sheer number of scouts!" Luga slowly put down the letter in his hand, and breathed a long sigh of relief, and a smile finally appeared on his tense face. It is written very clearly on the parchment that the Vandals are heading north towards Palermo.

"It seems that Gaisarik has finally lost his breath, and he realizes that if he drags on like this, he may not be able to hold even the southern part of Sicily, which he occupies." Andrew said on the side, and it was not difficult to see that he, like Luga, was happy about what was going on in Gaisarik.

"Wait, Andrew."

At this moment, Luga stopped Andrew again, and he quickly restrained the smile on his face, replaced it with solemnity, and saw him continue: "Could this be Gaisarric's suspicious plan, with his army under the nose of the Roman scouts, who can prove that they have indeed attacked Palermo?" If they had stopped at Mount Etna and we had pounced on it with great vigour, we would have hit the Vandals in the pocket, and no one would have been able to return. ”

"And what are you going to do, Luga?" Andrew asked.

"I'll write a letter right away." Luga said as he picked up the pen on the table, found a piece of parchment, and wrote on it stroke by stroke. Soon, a piece of parchment with crooked letters written on it was written.

"Andrew, give!" Luga carefully wrapped the parchment and handed it to Andrew, saying, "You call a fast horse this letter and give it to Malenius." ”

"What does that mean, Luga?" Andrew held the letter in his hand and looked at Luga with a puzzled expression, "Didn't you tell him to lead the auxiliary legion to the Strait of Messina!" ”

"Yes, Andrew, plans have changed." Luga stretched out in his seat and explained, "If you don't mobilize this auxiliary legion, then you will waste the strength of these three thousand men, which is a very useless loss. ”

"So, Luga, can you tell me what your purpose is?" Andrew didn't open the letter, but he was curious about its contents.

"It's easy, Andrew." Luga poured two glasses of wine, he picked one of them, put his lips to the side of the glass, took a sip, and continued, "Let Malenius take that auxiliary army all the way to Syracuse with great fanfare, but as slowly as possible." ”

"What's the point?" Andrew was even more puzzled, he had no idea what kind of medicine was being sold in Luga's gourd.

"It is now clear that Gaisaric needs a stimulus to march into the army, and of course he does not know how many of us there are, and these three thousand men are the best evidence to expose our whereabouts, and they must make a big show and use my banner." Luga said, turning his head to look at the Abbran flag, and then said, "Under this banner, I don't believe the Vandals in the city!" Then Gaisaric might know that I had gone out for a swim and returned to Syracuse, and I had no control over his movements, and all I wanted was to let him know."

When Andrew heard this, he turned and walked over to the flag, lifted it in his hand, and held it in his hand, along with the parchment.

"Okay, I'll do it, maybe your plan will make the Vandals wonder." Andrew said, stepping forward to get the glass of wine that was still full.

"Alas, alas, slowly!"

Luga hurriedly stopped Andrew and said, "This glass of wine is reserved for you to drink after your errands!" ”

"Oh, well, well, Luga, damn it!" The wine in front of him could not be drunk, but it suffocated Andrew, and he said dejectedly, and left the tent with the flag and envelope.

"Okay, okay!" Luga looked at Andrew's disappearing back at the tent, slowly stood up, and paced back and forth in the open space inside the tent. He rubbed his hands together and tried to think.

"This is the first time, and I wonder if he will strengthen his determination to attack Palermo." Luga couldn't wait for the results, but there was still plenty of time to wait.

"Alas, that's it!" Andrew rushed in with a smile, and despite his own heavy gasps, he grabbed the wine glass on the table and drank it up, like the pleasure of an addict who has been tortured for a long time and suddenly feels something that has addicted him.

"Andrew." When Andrew finished drinking and was about to make a second drink, Luga stopped him, and when he turned his face to look at Luga, Lujia said, "You should inform everyone when the time comes, I need to prepare enough siege engines during this time, and they must be in the form of parts, which will be convenient for transportation when the time comes." ”

"Looks like you're really going to take Trapani." Andrew laughed.

"That's right, I'm going to cut off Gaisarric's back road, and I don't know where he will run from without Trapani!" Luga picked up the wine glass, raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, his eyes revealed a hint of fierceness, and he thought to himself: "It's time to kill!" ”