Attila's army began to retreat north, taking with them a great deal of gold and treasures.

Attila walked forward and did not forget to look back at these treasures from time to time, after all, this is what he was fortunate to have earned.

He did not dare to go back along the route he had taken, for he also understood that Torismon's army was ready to move, so on the one hand, to avoid the vengeful army of the Visgoths, and on the other hand, to intimidate Valentinian of Ravenna once again, this cowardly fellow, it was time for him to see what he had gained in Rome.

The road was unimpeded, and as the barbarians had said by word of mouth, the Romans had become outright cowards, who, like their Augustus, could only huddle in the thick walls and shiver.

They watched the barbarians return once again, and did not know shame, but secretly rejoiced that this time it was not their own city that had been plundered.

"Caesar, they have left."

The courtiers arrived at Ravenna's council chamber and cautiously reported to Caesar Valentinian.

"Oh, yes, yes!"

Valentinian breathed a sigh of relief, then laughed and said, "Hahaha, it seems that Attila is just a mortal, and he can't control the land of the Romans. Valentini soothed his chest and sighed slightly, "Looks like I need a good feast, yes, please come with those who are guarding the city, and let them taste my favor too!" Prove that it's all worth it. ”

The courtier's face was stunned, he didn't expect Valentinian to ignore the city's defenses and hold a feast to celebrate Attila's departure, but Attila's army was still slowly passing by!

"Caesar, all the money is used to pay for the soldiers and the construction of the city's defense, and we don't have much money."

"What?" Valentinian's voice rose an octave, and it was clear in his attitude how dissatisfied he was.

I saw him wave his hand and said impatiently: "Stop, tell those useless engineers and workers to stop, the enemy has long lost their fighting spirit, and I don't need them anymore, tell them, let them go home by themselves, the great Augustus no longer needs them!" ”

"Caesar!" The courtiers were a little unbearable.

"What? Didn't you hear me? Valentinian lowered his face and glared at the courtier in front of him, so frightened that he quickly lowered his head. This is my power, the power of Augustus, how dare you question it? ”

"No, I don't dare!"

"Then go and do it, I can't wait, by the way, tell the good cook, he knows what Augustus likes, just do it!"

Valentinian couldn't help but shake his head and sighed when he said this: "A bunch of useless fellows, there is no cook who can win my favor more than that. ”

In Genoa, the Visgoths had already passed through the Genoese towns, but he did not encounter the Roman army that had come to meet them.

"Have the Romans given up their resistance?" King Torrismond of the Visgoths was puzzled by the fact that such a large Hun army was approaching the city, but the Romans elsewhere were not prepared for a major battle.

"My king, the soldiers are exhausted!" The accompanying officer reported to Torrismon.

"Just stay where you are." Torrismon sighed secretly, feeling Aetius, who had nodded in agreement to his offer, once again reneging on his promise, and along the way, he saw nothing of the Romans' hatred for Attila's re-invasion.

"This is not a battle between the Romans and Attila." The elderly officer beside Torrismon smiled and said to Torrismon, "This is a battle between the Romans and Attila in the city of Rome. ”

"What a bunch of useless guys." Torrismon's face was slightly raised, revealing a contemptuous smile, and it was not difficult to see how contemptuous and disappointed he was for Rome at this time.

"With all due respect, my king." The veteran hesitated for a moment behind Torrismon, and then said, "I don't think the former king wants to see you so obsessed with revenge, but he probably wants to see you lead our soldiers to conquer the Suebi and then take down the Alans, who are already in a scattered mess. ”

"Maybe you're right, my old fellow." Torrismon gritted his teeth and said indignantly: "But I want to kill the dwarf on horseback so much, so urgently, so eager that I am almost distracted, oh my God, I must get back to my state, after all, they Romans don't care, we don't need to care anymore." ”

Although he was unwilling, Torismon still refused to give up, he led the army to camp in the same place, waiting for Attila's motives, his soldiers were not many, and the full battle was only 10,000 people, because Attila's army was 40,000 people, even a fool understood that such a battle was not proportional at all, and without the response of the Romans, Torrismon could not rashly avenge his father in any case.

Torismond could not have imagined that Attila was receiving the path of the Tiber River to the north, while the city of Rome and Ravenna were celebrating their escape.

Yes, the war is over, so hastily and inscrutablely over.

"What a strange war, the iron sword in the hands of the barbarians has not had time to be unsheathed, and the spearheads of the spears have grown rusty because they have not drunk blood for a long time. And in God's city, his followers were already raising their glasses and laughing as if nothing had happened. ”

Yes, Attila's departure restored peace to the Roman world, and now people can finally walk freely outside the world without the protection of the walls.

But in the midst of the jubilation of the whole country, Torrismon, the king of the Visgoths who had come from far away, had a gloomy and ugly face.

He could not understand why the Romans preferred to spend a lot of money that should not have been paid at the expense of war, to avoid war, to refuse war, and that they would rather seek peace in humiliation than not have a good wine the next day.

Torismon finally came to his senses, and his revenge was nothing more than a child's anger in the eyes of the Romans, and he was just a clown, who began his wishful thinking in front of Aetius and Valentinian, but in the end he got nothing, even a victory that he had been waiting for for a long time.

"Sure enough, the Romans were still selfish and had never changed." Toris couldn't help but sigh, he began to regret it, after all, he should have woken up after the Battle of Chalon, when Aetius and Luga took away the fruits of his victory, but this opportunity made him choose to ask for the help of the Romans, but the outcome still did not change.

When he went back, Torrismon finally figured out that he should go back, but he didn't expect that before that, the envoys of the Eastern Romans had already come to Ludinan to meet Aetius, and they already knew what to do.