"Lord Luga, it seems that this question still needs to be explained by me."

At this time, Areobindes, who had been sitting silent for a long time, spoke, and he said slowly: "This is not the meaning of the Senate, but the meaning of your father Augustus of the Eastern Empire. ”

"What? What is that? Luga was said in a fog, "Do you have something to hide from me?" As soon as he said this, Luga was a little angry, this scene was all too familiar, wasn't this the political conspiracy that made him miserable in the first place?

"Please, don't redo yesterday!" Luga gritted his teeth, his hand unconsciously touched the hilt of the sword pinned to his waist, he didn't know how long he could restrain himself, the Senate, and the Senate, how could they always appear in front of them like ghosts at the most critical moments, and always succeed in destroying Luga's plans. "Was even Theodosius II bewitched? What kind of rhetoric can give them control at will? Damn it, traitors to the Empire! Luga thought in his heart, I have to say that he really can't control himself now and kills the two senators from the Senate with his sword.

The status is no longer what it used to be, is it still necessary to be restricted everywhere? Lu Jia couldn't figure it out, he thought that with such a huge military strength, he would naturally not be interfered with by those politicians anymore, but he didn't expect it to backfire. They are Luga's nightmares, and they can't get rid of them.

"Calm down! Calm down! Calm down! ”

Beads of sweat the size of beans dripped down Luga's forehead, no, it's winter, strictly speaking, it's spring, the climate is not hot, maybe it's psychological, this is what makes Luga painful. He had to keep his composure, as he was now the chief commander of the coalition forces, though he wasn't sure if he had been overshadowed at this point.

"No, Your Excellency Luga, we originally wanted to tell you, and we are also discussing this issue, but Your Excellency went for a walk and was not notified in the first place." Areobindes spoke, slowly rising and handing a parchment letter on the table to Luga. Luga took it, not in a hurry to open it, but wanted to hear what Areobindes wanted to say.

"This time it may have been a surprise to your Excellency, and certainly to all of us here." Areobindes continued: "I'm afraid we have to abandon this operation, Lord Luga, and it must, now. ”

"Why?" Luga felt calm enough, he rubbed the parchment in his hand, it was a little bit to vent his anger, he thought he was doing a good job, at least not being able to vent his frustration as casually as he had been and all the nonsense. He now knew that as long as he could ensure enough calm, he would definitely be able to learn the truth of the matter from the mouths of these Eastern Empire generals.

"Attila is here!" Areobindes looked serious, and he looked at Luga intently, not looking like he was joking. At the mention of Attila, everyone present couldn't help but sit up straight, although this was not the most headache for Attila, but now from the expressions of the officers, Attila was already extraordinary.

"Where is he now?" Luga sighed, he still had some knowledge of history, he understood that Attila was constantly influencing the two empires in this era, but he didn't know how terrifying Attila was, or how terrifying the Huns were, at least for this era.

"Outside Constantine's door." Anlasis said slowly.

"Well, incredible!" Luga felt that he had finally given up, he was like a deflated ball, holding his forehead in both hands and sighing, he now understood Theodosius II's intentions, at least Carthage and the three provinces of North Africa were more important to Constantinople, Augustus had a definition in his eyes. Since the Huns have already arrived in the city, it is natural that they need to protect Caesar.

"Can't you say that you can't give a few more days?" Luga carefully placed the parchment on the table, raised his head and cheered the generals seated.

"I'm sorry, Lord Luga." Areobindes got up and came to Luga's side, he reached out and patted Luga's shoulder, comforted Luga: "Actually, we just knew about this situation, but there is no way, and I hope your Excellency can understand, after all, the Huns came too suddenly, and the gold they asked for tribute was already too much for Augustus to afford, in order to allow us to attack Carthage smoothly, His Majesty Augustus has doubled the gold tribute, but this does not satisfy the Huns, so we have to give up!" ”

"I also hope that Your Excellency Luga will not misunderstand us."

At this time, John, who had been silent for a long time opposite Luga, spoke, and said: "The two of us have come to negotiate with the Vandals on the orders of Augustus of Theodosius II and Valentinian III, after all, all our logistics must ensure that the expeditionary corps from the Eastern Empire can return to the Balkans to participate in the defense of the Huns without loss. ”

The chatter, the words spoken by so many people roughly meant that Lu Jia could understand them and understand the difficulties that the Eastern Empire was facing now, which made Lu Jia tired of listening to it for a long time, and he didn't want to listen to it.

"Okay, okay!"

Luga waved his hand, signaling that they could stop admonishing him, it was really not that Luga wanted to leave, but that he had given up. This is the trend of the times, no matter how much he argues, he will not get the slightest permission from everyone present, so he simply does not waste his tongue and let them go.

"Again, did it fail?"

Just like Zhuge Liang's six out of Qi Mountain, Jiang Wei's nine expeditions to the Central Plains still have twelve gold medals that were passed back to Yue Fei. Whose fault is it that he is full of hope again and again and again disappointed? Imperial authority Augustus himself? Or the Huns who have only seen one thing thousands of miles away! Who can say clearly, and who can change what.

The generals present at the "Luga ......" were moved, and they realized that their well-intentioned persuasion was only an expression of their own rights, but this rights and interests had deeply hurt the ambitious young man in front of them, the adopted son recognized by Theodosius.

"Say no more!"

Luga tried his best to restrain himself, he didn't say anything, not even the slightest sadness on his face. He got up, handed the parchment back to Areobindes, and said with a smile, "Go back, may God bless you on your journey." ”

This smile made Areobindes a little distracted, he lowered his head, stretched out his trembling hands and slowly took the parchment, Luga didn't look at it from beginning to end, he didn't want to look at it, it was all meaningless nonsense, nothing more than to make him give up his current action, then as you wish, Luga gave up.

"Luga, we still have ......"

Arenobindes didn't know how to comfort the young man in front of him, who had been so glamorous that he was so depressed that he wanted to say that there was still hope, maybe in two years the threat of the Huns had passed, and they would be able to reunite here to discuss how to regain lost territory. But Luga did not listen, he got up and left a back for Areobindes, and for everyone present, and he went out without looking back, for only Luga himself knew that the last chance to recover Carthage and defeat the Vandals was extinguished.