Walking past them, Luga breathed a sigh of relief as he looked at their young faces, including their centurions. They were sluggish, and they didn't even know what was going on, and the thought of their languishing appearance made Luga even start to worry a little about his future.

Pretending to be in order, he walked into the tent, and as soon as he entered, he grabbed Sebastianus, Luga could no longer hold back the dissatisfaction in his heart, and asked loudly: "Hey, didn't you say that they are a new legion comparable to the field legion?" Why, in my opinion, they are not as good as the cannon fodder of the auxiliary legions! ”

"Oh, sir, don't be angry!" Sebastianus couldn't help waving his hand at Luga and explained: "Today's soldiers are trained from the battlefield through the tempering of steel, to put it bluntly, many soldiers are consumables. ”

"What?" Luga sensed the absurdity of the words that came out of Sebastianus's mouth, and as his guide, he taught him that soldiers were meant to be consumed, and that he didn't care about their lives at all. "If you just say so, then what qualifications do you have to be my mentor? Let's go! Luga pointed to Sebastianus outside the camp, as if he had made up his mind that he could not change it.

In the face of Luga's rude drive, Sebastianus did not walk away in anger, but laughed out loud.

"What are you laughing at?" Luga looked up and glared at him.

"I'm laughing at you for being too young and don't understand anything?" Sebastianus laughed as he spoke, shaking his head.

"This bastard!" Faced with such teasing, Lu Jia gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, "How can a demon like you, who treats human life as a reckless one, qualify to become a soldier!" You go, you are not needed in the camp! ”

"All right, Lord Luga." Sebastianus looked very indifferent, he turned around and walked to the camp gate and stopped, looked back at Luga and said, "I hope that when Your Excellency realizes that he is nothing but a powerless fellow, it will be too late to turn back!" With that, he left without looking back, leaving Luga alone.

"Helpless guy!" Lu Jia almost laughed out loud, for this defeated general, what qualifications does he have to teach Lu Jia a lesson, it is not good to recuperate in a safe place, and die with the guilt of failure for the rest of his life, instead of pointing fingers at Lu Jia, a rising star whose career has just started! It was indeed a little ignorant of the lift, Luga thought so, but walked outside the tent, and saw Sebastianus boarding his carriage accompanied by Andrew, and the attendant drove slowly out of the barracks. Lu Jia breathed a long sigh of relief and said secretly: "This guy is a fucker!" ”

"Andrew!"

Andrew, who was standing in place, heard the call and hurried into the camp, and before Luga could speak, he heard Andrew ask, "Luga, what's going on?" He's a seasoned veteran officer! ”

"No matter how experienced he is, he's just a demon as cruel as Aetius!" Luga criticized Sebastianus to death, as if he had completely denied the man in his heart.

"Andrew, now you see it too." In order to stop this useless argument, because often when encountering such a thing, Andrew must have to argue with Luga, and both sides have their own opinions, and it is better to persuade the other not to move at all, so it is better to keep the opinion. So Luga deliberately diverted the topic and drew Andrew's attention to the facts. "I was shocked by the difference between the quality of the soldiers and the discipline of the entire regiment of the new regiment, which claims to be able to compete with the field regiment that fights with all its might, and I have to say that such an army is really impossible to command."

"So what do we do?" Andrew asked.

"Three months!" Luga stretched out three fingers, "For these guys, it takes three months to achieve what I think is the ideal combat ability, and Andrew, you use an instructor to teach these guys who haven't grown up how to fight!" ”

"But it can't be as you wish, Luga, I'm sorry!"

What the? Aren't you even on my side? Luga looked up in surprise, and the first thing he saw was a piece of parchment handed over by Andrew.

"Where did this come from?" Luga asked, taking the parchment with a puzzled expression, when an image flashed through his mind. Just now, at the moment when Andrew sent Sebastian to the car, Sebastian Anus instructed Andrew a few words and handed Andrew a note, could it be this parchment? Luga eagerly opened it and read it carefully.

"This is a letter from His Majesty Augustus, and His Excellency Sebastianus specially asked me to give it to you before leaving, saying that since you have arrived at the barracks, it is time to hand it over to you." Andrew said, consciously standing to the side, waiting for Luga to finish the letter.

Luga stood still for a long time with the parchment, for he could not believe that it was written by Theodosius II.

"Who the hell is this guy?"

Luga took the parchment letter, his hands trembling, and asked again, "What is his relationship with Augustus?" ”

"It doesn't matter, Luga." Andrew explained: "Augustus only knew that he was a staunch opponent of Aetius, and that was enough. ”

"In other words, they have reached an agreement to maintain the Flaviis family's rule in the Western Empire, have they formed an alliance?" Luga let out a long sigh, and he casually threw the parchment letter on the table, and walked slowly to the outside of the camp with his hands behind his back, looking at the soldiers who were still training, even if they seemed to be training harder now, to Luga they were just posturing, like a group of monkeys with weapons in front of Luga.

"Luga," Andrew asked, coming behind him, "what does that epistle say?" ”

"We're leaving, Andrew." Luga said, not looking back. "Prepare for two days, take the legion to the port of Athens to find the naval commander Falvieus. Hermanus. ”

"Where are you going?"

"Great Sicily!"

Two days later, the newly formed legion appeared on the streets of Athens in the face of the curious gaze of the citizens of Athens. The leader of the group was naturally Luga, who carried a scepter and rode his horse at the forefront of the army. Compared with the guards behind him, his armor was not outstanding, but he seemed to like heavy armor, using the iron armor of the time to equip the cavalry's full-body chain mail, but this time the outside was no longer heavy leather armor, but red cotton armor. It's a lot lighter, but it's beautiful. Such a large procession, guided by the local guards, made it to the port of Athens.

"Stop!" A dozen sailors in leather armor suddenly appeared on the busy and crowded docks, led by a Greek-style helmet with a cape, thin leather armor, and purple feathers. He was not very old, about twenty years old, wearing a purple cloak, because of the perennial sea breeze, his face was not as white as the princes and nobles in the mansion, he looked bronzed, under the heavy eyebrows were a pair of eagle eyes, a slightly raised chin, the corners of the mouth were raised, and he looked very undignified under the arms behind him.

What a bold fellow, Luga thought to herself, didn't this young man feel his identity? Even if you don't understand, then looking at the so many soldiers behind Luga, you should understand, but he doesn't seem to be afraid at all, is he a madman or is there another reason? Luga doesn't know.

"This little friend." Luga knew that this was Faulvius. Hermanus's territory, this little guy dared to step forward to stop it, naturally he had an extraordinary relationship with Hermanus, so his attitude should be kind, his tone should be slow, and he said with a smile: "We all belong to the imperial soldiers, look, we have something important, and I hope that Xiaoyou will not block it, and it is important to make way for us to enter the dock." ”

"Who's coming?" Instead of listening, the guy stretched out his finger and pointed at Luga and asked loudly.

Hey, little bastard! The audacity to describe him couldn't be more perfect! This can make Lu Jia angry, if it weren't for the citizens who stopped to watch the excitement everywhere, if no one looked at him, he would have to go down and "click" this cub! When Hermanus asked, he said he didn't know, beautiful, wonderful!

No, no, no, you can't think of it that way!

Luga still looked at the guy with a hippie smile and introduced himself: "I, Orius. Luga, the commander of the Ninth Sanction Legion, dares to ask Xiaoyou? ”

"Oh, so you are the adopted son of His Majesty Augustus!"

Why is this damn little brute talking so viciously! He pointed at Luga and said this, Lujia's smile froze a little, and his right hand unconsciously touched the hilt of the sword, he was now thinking about how to make up a lie to prevaricate Hermanus, after all, out of the sword, no matter what, you have to see blood!