In the afternoon, outside Rome, Aetius had his soldiers wait in formation, while he sat at the head of the army in a carriage.

Until a large number of soldiers appeared not far away, Luga's army advanced directly in a battle array, and the cavalry holding the dragon head flag was at the front of the formation, they lined up, and the dragon head flag was like a dragon dancing in the air in the breeze.

The infantry was composed of hundreds, with the bearers of each platoon holding a bright red Rabelan flag, and the infantry shields were also marked with "black ears".

At the head of the formation, he was dressed in iron armor, wearing a helmet inlaid with white feathers and a red horse, a wolfskin shawl on his shoulders, and a red cloak underneath, followed by other officers and cavalrymen with eagle banners.

Aetius looked at Luga, who was getting closer and closer, with a smile on his face, and the Eagle Bannerman of the Fourteenth Twins stood in front of Aetius's car with the Eagle Banner in hand.

"Luga, attack, or ......" asked Andrew, who was following behind Luga.

"Aetius has no intention of attacking." Luga seems to be very sure of Aetius's judgment and confident in it.

The distance between the two armies was less than fifty meters, and except for the two soldier commanders led by the two sides, they still looked calm and calm, and the rest raised their shields for fear that the other party would take the lead in making trouble and suffer undue losses.

It was close enough, but Luga still rode forward, which made the soldiers on both sides nervously grasp their shields and spears, ready to fight.

"Luga..."

Such a dangerous distance was no longer suitable for any closer, but Luga continued to move forward, and Andrew tried to stop Luga, but he ignored it. Helpless, Andrew could only order the soldiers behind him to make all possible preparations, and then follow behind Luga.

Aetius smiled and stood up from his chariot, and by this time Luga was already less than twenty meters away from him.

"Click!"

The soldiers under the command of Aetius struck their shields with their spears, making a dull sound, a warning, which caused Luga to stop, and the soldiers behind him to stop.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, Lord Luga." Aetius was now on his chariot, holding the soldier's scepter and facing Luga, "I'm afraid you can come so boldly to such a close distance from me without showing the slightest fear, you must have the same thoughts as mine, I am right, Lord Luga." ”

Luga seemed to be undeniable about what Aetius said, he nodded at Aetius, and said with a smile: "Anyway, don't really talk about these meaningless things, say it, Aetius, it's not for nothing that you are waiting for me here, what do you want to do, say it." ”

"Haha, he deserves to be an excellent soldier captain!" Aetius smiled and clapped his hands, "The members of the Flavis family may have made you such a knowledgeable person or a soldier captain, and you and I deserve it." ”

"I understand, Aetius." Luga smiled in return and said to Aetius, "You have come for peace, as I have intended. ”

"But until you don't dwell on it, Flavies. Luga. Aetius's voice changed, and his whole face became gloomy, and then he looked at Luga coldly, and said slowly in a low voice: "I must see Augustus, and now, your people are imprisoning him in this eternal city. ”

"Oh?" Luga deliberately looked at Aetius with a look of surprise, and said in surprise: "Why did my subordinates tell me that he was well protected by us, while you were another terrible cage. ”

"You're still so self-righteous, Lord Luga." Aetius smiled and shrugged his shoulders, then looked up at Luga and continued, "I'm afraid you don't know me, Flavis. Lord Luga, I dare to swear to God that everything I do is for Augustus, Valentinian. ”

Luga was intrigued when he heard Aetius say this, and somehow this guy was so ashamed to say that everything could be sworn to God.

"Alright, alright, Lord Aetius." Luga also shrugged his shoulders and retorted to Aetius: "God is always so merciful that at least lies can be forgiven and ignored in him, say, Lord Aetius, what is it that allows you to wait here and face me without fear at all?" ”

"Escort Valentinian to Constantinople to succeed your father, his brother, to the throne." Aetius said this, his eyes slightly open, and he looked at Luga meaningfully.

Luga immediately understood what he wanted to say, as the adopted son of Theodosius II, he naturally had the right to inherit the throne. Seeing the inheritance slipping out of his hands, no matter who it was, even the first Augustus, who was like a god, could not be so good.

Aetius just looked at him coldly, hoping that Luga would not be able to control the emotions in his heart at this time. So as to do something that surprises the others, so that Aetius can fight justifiably, even if he fails, then he can even use Attila's power, and then Luga will definitely lose!

"Let Valentinian III inherit the throne of the Eastern Empire." Luga looked very calm, calm enough as if he was unmoved by this matter, "This is good, if we can return Rome to the era of unity, then we will both be the heroes of the creation of the age, Lord Aetius!" ”

Seeing Luga nodding his head again and again, this really surprised Aetius in his heart, he didn't expect that Luga was no longer the little kid he was at the beginning, and even said that his composure was far beyond his age.

Aetius still miscalculated Luga's present, after all, in this era of lust for profit, everyone will do anything for power, but it is really a miracle that a guy like Luga who is "clean and self-conscious" and not burdened by fame and fortune is really a miracle.

"Oh? So, you mean, would you like to see Valentinian become the Augustus of Eastern Rome? ”

"Suffice it to say, Lord Aetius, I am as loyal a Roman servant as you are!"

"Well, well, so that's it..."Aetius's face was full of loss, but he had no other way but to be so thrilling, and he was not interested in Augustus, the supreme existence of the entire Roman world, so he really didn't know how to talk to this strange guy.

"Maybe we can work together on this." But Aetius wasn't going to be overwhelmed by this, and he looked at Luga with a smile, knowing that this bastard wasn't an easy guy to deal with.

It doesn't matter, as long as Valentinian can be pushed into a sufficient position, waiting for his death is only a matter of time, as long as the wedding of Oberia and Gordontius is facilitated, nothing matters!

"Say it." Luga asked, "What can you do?" ”