Outside the city, the soldiers in charge of cleaning the battlefield piled up the corpses in that area one by one, and laid wooden planks to separate them and set them on fire. There were large and small wagons parked in the wasteland, filled with corpses of all sizes, all of whom had been killed in the siege of Ludinand. The Burgundians defending the city were not so easy, as evidenced by the wolves in the surrounding areas, whose corpses were pulled out of the city and thrown into the wasteland to be feasted on by the hungry wolves and wild dogs.

Roman corpses were burned and buried on the spot, and the flesh and blood of the Burgundians became food for wolves and wild dogs, leaving behind a pile of bones. This can be regarded as the same goal.

"Let's go, Luga, we don't have that much time to appreciate such a holy act." Andrew urged me in front, "We need to go to the barracks to report quickly, I heard that the troops are going to be deployed!" ”

"Damn, don't you even take a break?"

"There's no time, I heard that the rebellious slaves of Bagorda are making trouble again, if you don't quickly defeat the Burgundians and open the way, it will be difficult to bite together!"

Walking down the dirt road covered with corpses, we once again stood in front of the door of the barracks, which was quite lively, but all the people who came and went were carrying all kinds of armor. They sat on both sides of the road outside the camp gate, laughing and talking to each other. Strangely enough, there were indeed a few heavily armed gatekeepers standing at the gate of the camp, and they turned a blind eye to such a chaotic situation, allowing them to walk back and forth.

"What does this look like? Goth! ”

Andrew stood beside me and exclaimed, only to see him gritting his teeth and glaring at the people coming and going in front of him, I don't know how much hatred there is, as if he could really pounce and kill people if it weren't for the crowds. Then I suddenly remembered that it was destroyed under the siege of the Goths a few months ago, and the old hatred has not been erased, but now there are many Goths in front of me, which is roughly the reason.

"They're mercenaries."

Passing by them, the equipment on their bodies can really be described as a universal brand, but the gestures in the discussion are mixed with a faint ruthlessness. It's a hundred times better than the braggart people we had in Akwe-Ssextia who had been cheated out of money on the spot.

Walking slowly on the road, I unconsciously came to the gate of the barracks.

"Stop, tell me who you are."

Andrew took off the lead plate from his chest and handed it to the soldier who was guarding the door, and I followed his example by taking off the lead card that marked the identity and handing it to the soldier.

"Well, new here, huh?"

The soldier looked at our lead cards on the front and back, then handed it back to us and said, "Come here at this time, if I guess correctly, you are the mercenaries who attacked the city yesterday." ”

"Yes, that's right."

"Okay, go left and keep walking, find the biggest tent and go in to report."

Entering the camp gate, there was even more chaos inside, the soldiers were busy packing up the tents and other things used by the march, the scene was crowded, it seemed that Andrew was right, the troops were indeed about to be pulled out. Andrew and I didn't dare to slack off any longer, and we quickened our pace and finally found the largest camp that the gatekeeper had said, and there were many soldiers guarded there.

We hurriedly showed our military cards, and the soldiers guarding the camp did not stop us too much, but directly let us go and entered the camp.

The tent wasn't really huge, but there wasn't much to make it look empty, and the first thing we saw was a middle-aged man in a red shirt and leather armor, with golden hair, lying on the bed with a parchment and reading, and beside the bed stood five old men, also dressed in military uniforms, and the six of them seemed to be statues in front of us, without saying a word.

"Hey, you'll have to be more respectful later!"

Andrew whispered to me, and pointed to the right of both of us, which was a regimental flag, and two golden children were holding hands, twins, and the meaning was obvious. The main thing is the gold medal under the flag.

“SPQR”

The symbol of the Roman Senate, which surprised me, because as far as I know, the end of the Senate should be in the period when the Roman Empire was founded, but I did not expect that it would still have such a huge influence in the later years of the Empire.

"Oh, you guys, are you two new to reporting as well?"

The man spotted us both and sat up from the bed, and then he stood up, and the five old men at the bedside, nay, should I say five old soldiers, all turned their heads to look at us at the same time, expressionless.

"I've heard of you."

Before we could introduce ourselves, the man got up from the bed, walked over slowly, looked at the two of us, and said, "You are the soldiers who escorted the banner of the Gemina Legion, and you have not suffered much on the way from Nar to Ludinand. ”

"Oh, uh...... It's ......"

"Just serve the Empire! As an Imperial soldier, I'm willing to eat bugs! ”

Before I could speak, Andrew next to me came to the end, only to see him solemnly perform a "Nazi military salute", phew, the Roman military salute, the same hand salute, this was originally a military salute belonging to the Romans, well, don't talk nonsense, I saw that Andrew held his head high, he had never been so serious before.

"Loyal to Rome, loyal to the Senate!"

Damn, I was stunned from the sidelines, the chief in front of this guy said with a happy face and nodded again and again.

"Very well, soldier, I see your loyalty." The officer had a faint smile on his face, a smile that made me feel very unnatural, as if he was hiding some secret. I only heard him continue: "Then let's make a long story short, let me introduce myself first, I'm Ganaeus. Fore for Us. Anthony. Now the deputy commander of the fourteenth Twin Legion in Rome, then the five behind me are the knightly officers of our legion. "After the introduction, the five old men, the knight officer nodded slightly to us.

"Welcome, then, new members of the Twin Legion."

As he spoke, the deputy commander named Anthony shook hands with us in turn, although it was a symbolic shake, it was indeed a big affirmation for the two of us. Also accompanying me now is the doubt, you said that we are just ordinary soldiers, and you should let the deputy commander of the corps, or the people of the Senate, meet so alone. "So." Anthony held us on the back and whispered to us, "We are glad that you have joined, and we have discussed with you two soldiers who should be full of military merits, and we think that you should be given a satisfactory position." ”

As he spoke, Anthony lowered his head and pondered for a while, then said, "Then how about assigning you a ten-division commander first, and arranging it in the first brigade?" ”

As soon as he heard that there was an official position, Andrew's eyes lit up, and he looked useless, so it seemed that the psychological defense line had fallen. But I know that pie will not fall from the sky, although this is an almost insignificant petty official, but there must be a certain interest behind it.

"No merit, Mr. Anthony," I said to him calmly, "you must be looking for something with us, tell me!" ”