Andrew followed the disorganized soldiers as they passed by Luga's sides, paused for a moment beside him, and looked up at Luga with gratitude in his eyes.

But his current appearance is disgraced, and Lu Jia doesn't recognize him at all, so he doesn't blame Lu Jia for his intent.

When the last soldier had returned to the city gates, Luga whispered to Frederick, "I look forward to the next meeting, and now, disappear from my sight with your lackeys!" ”

After saying that, before Frederick could nod, Luga suddenly raised his hand and pushed Frederick away.

Frederick choked forward a few steps forward and fell to the ground, the heavy fall and the laceration of the wound made him feel painful, the guards next to him hurriedly came up to help him up, and then turned around, only to see Luga escorted back to the city gate by his guards, the city gate slowly closed, leaving Frederick looking at the closed city gate.

"Stand back, keep an eye on them!"

Frederick's left hand tightly grasped Luga's plot against him, and he raised his head and stared at the towering city wall and the gate of the gold coin in front of him, thinking that he would never let go of this unfortunate death that had repeatedly humiliated him.

"Caesar, Caesar!"

Back in the city, Andrew ran over to Luga, who was covered in mud and couldn't see what a commander should look like.

He lowered his head and said nothing, as if waiting for Luga's scolding for this defeat.

"You're careless, my friend." Who would have thought that Luga didn't get angry, but patted Andrew's dirty shoulder, "Go, go back and see how much the soldiers have lost, let's set off immediately, the situation has changed now!" ”

At night, in the darkness of the city, the gates of Treville were opened, and a large number of horsemen poured out of the city, holding torches to light the passage to the south, and at this time a large number of citizens slowly walked out of the city gates in wagons, although this seemed silent, but the torches became the stars that fell in the mortal world, even a mile away.

The Alemanni could not rest on their laurels because of their daylight actions, so they immediately sent an army, even the scarred Frederick to command himself. He couldn't wait for revenge.

After all, the space for torch lighting is limited, and it can be said that the scattered cavalry disperses the defensive forces, which is good against the beasts lurking in the mountains and forests, but for the Alemanni who are ambushed and want to attack, such a force is better than nothing.

The procession stretched for nearly two or three kilometers, and it seemed that the citizens of Augusta-Treville were planning to move out in such a short time.

After passing through the first few decoy groups, the Romans found that they were not attacked, so they took chances and sent out a large number of troops to reach the Grand Sequanoren before daybreak.

"Brush, brush, brush..."

Vast explodes of javelins and axes flew out of the darkness, striking at the undefended citizens and the cavalry on guard.

"Click..."

There were people constantly turning over and falling from their horses, and there were citizens looking around in the carriage with lingering palpitations.

"Be on guard! Alert! ”

Seeing this, the surviving cavalry immediately beckoned to each other, drew their iron swords, and threw their torches into the bushes not far away.

"Woo-woo-"

The long horn was particularly piercing in the silent night sky, and at this moment only the woods on both sides were trembling, and the roar of the barbarians instantly sounded like thunder.

"Boom..."

A large number of footsteps sounded from both sides, and the civilians in the middle of the road were frightened, and the women in the carriage hugged each other tightly and screamed loudly together, and the timid men jumped out of the carriage, whether they were facing forward or backward, as long as they were desperate to escape.

"Defense! Defense! ”

The cavalry officers shouted loudly, and the accompanying infantry formed a shield wall in units of ten or ten.

"Boom..."

The swarming Alemanni roared loudly with their swords and axes in the air, and they were so numerous that they could indeed be said to be everywhere, wherever there was a torch to illuminate it.

"Phew! Phew! ”

The Alemanni roared furiously and slaughtered all the Romans they could see, overturning the wagons and cutting down the rebellious cavalry to the ground.

The Roman infantry, despite their best efforts, could not withstand the sheer number of barbarians, and it could be said that they were like a weak wall, submerged in the raging flood.

"Hahaha! Kill! Kill! Kill all the damned Romans! ”

Frederick was now laughing wildly outside the woods, enjoying the fruits of the victory that was about to be seen, and he secretly bet on Flavies in his heart. Luga did not leave the city.

After a bloody battle, the defeated Romans were forced to retreat into the city, and at dawn Frederick sat in an overturned carriage in the middle of the battlefield, looking around at the corpses with admiration. It was as if watching them motionless here, food for beasts and crows, made him forget the pain of his own body.

The thrill of revenge made him just want to laugh, not cry, and if he wanted to cry, then other people would cry.

"Look, these civilized bastards are all dead on my phone and are gradually decomposing corpses." Then, he turned to look at Augusta Treville, who was close at hand, and said with a sneer: "Of course, you are next, Flavis. Luga. ”

At dusk the next day, at a watchtower a few kilometers outside the city of Reims, the soldiers stationed here noticed a large crowd on the northern road, the soldiers mixed with the civilians, each of them looked tired, they fixed their eyes, the cavalry led by them held the Roman Rabelin flag, and when they entered, they knew that it was Augustus' army.

"We finally arrived, and it was like a heart-pounding nightmare." At this point, Luga breathed a sigh of relief and beckoned the soldiers to speed up.

"Haha, looking at their fearful appearance at the time, I bet that this lesson made the Romans completely dispel the idea of escaping, and they will definitely choose to tremble in this so-called strong wall, waiting for us to break through, and then go on a killing spree!"

Frederick was talking to his soldiers, "Think about it, a lot of gold, and the villas where the nobles live, everything is ours when you get inside, enjoy it!" ”

In the midst of cheers, Frederick