After two and a half months, Luga took Andrew and others all the way to Thessalonia, in the Macedonian province, where the defeated Thracian army regrouped.

"The captain of the soldiers from the west, the adopted son of Augustus is here!"

In the ruined city, the dejected soldiers were attracted by the news, and they sat on the floor of the streets, day after day, God knows how long they could sit, but there was enough food and pay to keep them alive and well.

"Captain Soldier? Augustus's adopted son? "Unfamiliar titles appeared in the heads of each soldier, and they were curious, they had not encountered such a thing in such a long time, and they gathered on both sides of the road, and they were gray-faced, obviously Caucasians, and they did not see the slightest form of skin color on their faces. The whole face is only a pair of eyes and a little bit of white, and the constantly moving eyeballs can't move this lifeless face in the slightest. The bearded ones have no idea what they have to do with the armies of civilized countries, and this is the consequence of the rout.

Luga's convoy passed through the middle of the road, their small number, the number of the guards was two hundred, they were dressed in pre-cleaned scale armor, the silver or gold scales on their chests were particularly dazzling in the sunlight, they were shining stars, they strode forward from the streets. The soldiers around them could only look at them blankly, and their puzzled faces were even a little numb, no one knew what the man sitting in the carriage escorted by this guard could bring them?

Tired from the long journey, Luga lazily rested his head against the wall of the carriage, lifted the curtain hanging from the window with one hand, and the carriage moved forward, with a full view of the soldiers on the side of the road.

"Look at them, they look like a bunch of beggars, they are all soldiers of the Field Legion?" Because he had not stayed long enough in eastern Rome, Luga was not sure, for fear of blinding him by the tragic situation before him. He had to confirm with the messenger who accompanied him if what he saw was lying to him.

"Yes, I saw their flags." The messenger confirmed again and again, and finally nodded, the messenger looked very cautious, looking at Luga's gaze and even a little frightened, he did not know how this adopted son of Augustus would feel when he saw such a mess, and maybe he would be angry.

"That's ......"

Luga's weak appearance really surprised the envoy, and the envoy hurriedly asked: "Your Excellency wants to lead them to resist the invasion of the Huns, seeing your Excellency like this, does your Excellency really have any confidence in resisting the invasion?" ”

"Is there anything worse than a ruined city, a beggar-like soldier with a weak arm, a rusty iron sword?" Luga asked the messenger rhetorically, and the messenger was indeed speechless for a moment. "It's no exaggeration, Your Excellency." Luga raised his head haughtily and said to the messenger with great arrogance: "Bring my army in Iberia, and I have the confidence to promise it." But now, you said that I only need to come alone, and fortunately I brought my guards, otherwise, I really can't imagine what kind of great feats I can do with these beggars? I've had this realization since I saw the walls from afar. ”

No, as soon as Luga's words were finished, the carriage stopped, and then the coachman outside the carriage was heard, "My lord, we have reached our destination!" ”

"It's finally here! Oh, damn it! I've had enough of torture along the way! Luga grumbled as she stretched her limbs and got out of the car.

In front of him was the administrative district of Thessalonia, where the soldiers guarding it looked decent in leather armor, and on the stairs stood several nobles in noble robes. Luga looked at it and felt that it could not be more familiar.

"Lord Areobinders! And His Excellency Anlasis, I didn't expect to see you two here! Luga greeted them with a smile, and after all the years, the old comrades-in-arms who had fought side by side hugged each other again.

"All loyal to Rome, finally Caesar!" Areobindes opened his mouth and said: "Augustus misses you, Lord Luga, after all, you are his unique heir, and you are an excellent general, and now that the great war is approaching, you have to summon your Excellency. ”

Probably a perfect word was still something, Anlasis added with a smile: "Yes, from Great Sicily to Carthage, the fear you have brought to our enemies has made us faithful Romans a little fearful, and you have impressed the hearts of the soldiers, Lord Luga. ”

After talking for a long time, it was all praise, and Luga couldn't listen to these things, because this thing didn't help the actual situation now.

"Let's get down to business, two!" Luga interrupted their compliments, "Now let's talk about the situation here, I want the situation in the province of Macedonia and the surrounding field legions, oh, I forgot, this is Eastern Rome, I am the captain of the soldiers of Western Rome, it seems that I don't have actual power in Eastern Rome, I have to confirm how much power I have, let alone give me a legion, then I can't do anything." ”

"Don't worry, Lord Luga." Areobindes smiled at Luga and shook his head, and then said: "You are the adopted son of Augustus, and you have enough political capital here, not to mention that we have received the promise of Augustus to be the commander-in-chief of the Thracian field army, replacing the predecessor of the hero's death." ”

"Thracian Field Army?" Luga lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then turned his head and pointed to the group of so-called "beggar soldiers" standing on both sides of the street behind him, and asked Anlasis and Areobindes: "Where is the field army of such a large group of guys?" ”

"Oh, God forbid, they're all Thracian field troops!" Areobinders' smile looked weird, it was like a thunderbolt from the sky that made Luga's whole person "buzz" and stunned!

"You're going to let me take this group of defeated guys back to face the existence they feared?" Luga's voice rose an octave, and he poured bitter water at Areobindes and Anlacis, two old fellows who were dozens of years older than him, regardless of his graceful figure!

"Please, please, are you trying to kill me? Look at the way they look, I'm really tempted to drive them into the river and wash them up, oh filthy guys! ”

"Oh my God, Augustus has given you such a right that you can drive them down the river! This is your authority, Lord Luga. In the face of the angry Lujia, the two of them not only did not comfort them, but made fun of Lujia, which made Lujia's face blue and red for a while.

"Hey, captain of the Western Roman army!" Who knew that at this time, suddenly there was a shout from behind, and it was an extremely disrespectful salutation, which made Lujia a little curious, he turned around and saw a soldier walking out of the side of the street, although he was disgraced, but his gaze was firm, although his beard was unkempt, Lujia could naturally see that he was puffing out two cheeks because of gritting his teeth.

"Oh, the grizzled guy, he still has ambition!" Lu Garng snorted, turned around, and looked at the soldier who had stepped forward.