Coming out of Valentinian III's palace, Luga seemed to let go of a large stone in his heart, and he breathed a long sigh of relief.

With Andrew following, Luga walked out of Ravenna and into the barracks, but what he saw was a messy barracks, with soldiers packing their parcels everywhere.

"What are you doing? Dead in Gaul? We've already had enough brothers die, and if we continue like this, we're all going to die, in a place that has nothing to do with us, and the devil wants to do that. ”

I didn't see any of them, but I heard them first, and I only saw that there were soldiers in front of the camp in groups of three or five who had begun to carry their bags and prepare to set off. They were clamoring and shouting, as if they were not satisfied with the present situation, until they saw Lugar and the accompanying guards standing in front of the camp gate. They stopped arguing and stopped. There was a look of surprise on everyone's faces, as if they hadn't intended for Luga to see it in the first place, especially at this time when it was inopportune to say goodbye.

To Luga's surprise, they were led by the centurions that Luga relied on the most on the battlefield. The centurion officers who had been on the front line of the battle to the death actually chose to flee when Luga was not aware of it.

Both sides stared at each other, and the most embarrassing thing was that there were more and more soldiers who were about to leave in front of Luga, hundreds of soldiers, and almost the entire barracks came out.

Andrew, who was standing behind Luga, had already clearly felt the subtle change in the atmosphere, and he hurriedly stepped forward, using his usual majesty to yell at the unruly soldiers, "Hey, what are you doing here? What do you mean by holding these packages? Do you want to escape? The more Andrew spoke, the more angry he became, and he drew his iron sword with a "brush", and the guards behind him also drew their iron swords one after another, confronting the soldiers of the Ninth Legion who had fought side by side.

The soldiers were reluctant to show weakness, they laid down their packages, picked up their shields and formed an attacking phalanx to confront Luga's guards. It's just that their centurions didn't draw their iron swords to face Luga's swords, which proves that they still have feelings for Luga as a chief.

"We are not deserters!"

A centurion puffed up his chest and said to Luga. Luga was not touched by what they were doing, he just stood motionless in front of everyone, like a statue. This seemingly tense scene, as long as Luga was still standing in the middle of them, was destined not to really do it.

The two sides were bound to each other's prestige and the former comradeship, they didn't do anything, their faces were entangled, and everyone was suffering in their hearts. But everyone is in pain in their hearts, and they are firm in their positions, so they refuse to retreat.

"Why the hell is that?" Luga asked himself in his heart, he didn't understand what the soldiers were going to say goodbye to. He even began to wonder if it was because of his own incompetence and inability to restrain the hearts of the soldiers that they had the idea of leaving? He wanted to cry without tears, but he kept reminding himself in his heart that he would never allow them to see his weakness at such moments. He gritted his teeth and appeared calm in front of everyone, like a statue, without any emotion.

"What the hell are you guys doing?" He finally couldn't help it anymore and slowly opened his mouth to ask, but even so, he still insisted on keeping his voice calm, like a calm lake without a ripple. I heard Luga say unhurriedly: "If you want to leave, just leave the Eagle Banner behind, and the rest will be fine." ”

Lugar spoke so decisively that it blocked all of them from retreating, leaving them with no way to apologize.

The centurions at the head were speechless, their throats moved a few times, and they stopped talking, swallowing all the words they wanted to say into their stomachs. The flag bearer also thought for a moment, whether to take a step forward and hand over the eagle flag in his hand, which was originally used as a crutch, to Luga in the form of a soldier. Luga took it and didn't say anything to the flag bearer, just bowed his head and patiently flicked the dirt off it.

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency!" A centurion spread his hands and said helplessly: "This is the closest place we have to our hometown, we have discussed it for a long time, and I feel that this time it is really time to go back." ”

"Then let's go back." Luga was still expressionless, and responded coldly, as if he was extremely unfamiliar with the gang of guys in front of him. It's as if you haven't known each other, and it's all very ruthless.

"Okay, okay." The centurion nodded, beckoned to the soldiers behind him, and said, "Let's go, let's go on the road, our hometown is calling us, we must go back." With that, the centurion passed by Luga, and Andrew tried to stop him but was stopped by Luga, and they walked unhindered along the dirt road all the way north.

The soldiers, who were still worried, were relieved to see Luga's indifference, and they cast one last look at Luga, and then slowly walked past Luga, following in the footsteps of the centurion all the way north, they were going to follow the ancient stone path all the way to Athens in the Eastern Empire, where they were home.

There were not many soldiers left in a huge barracks, and the rest were all replenished by the Western Empire, not even five hundred.

A legion has been reduced to a field regiment, such a huge gap is not small for Luga, and he can't help but start to worry about the Fourth Auxiliary Legion that is still in Ludug Gaul, which is basically the army of the Eastern Empire, so it is likely that he only has one auxiliary legion and the Fifth Lark Legion left in his hands.

The loss of a legion in an instant made it difficult for Luga to let go, and in the afternoon, he sat alone at the gate of the camp with the eagle banner on his shoulder, while Andrew stayed by his side.

"Why?" Luga opened his mouth and said something like this: "Why, am I not good to them?" In order to protect their interests, all the wealth plundered by the rebel cities was vested in them, so that each of them could earn a lot of money, but they still left, with plenty of wealth to keep them alive for the rest of their lives. But they were afraid of having so much wealth, and they began to fear death and injury. Luga couldn't help complaining, it could be seen that he could not hide his frustration and the incomprehension of the soldiers who were going to leave him, which was very different from his casual behavior at that time, I am afraid that he was the real person now.

"Maybe they just want to go home, Luga." Andrew comforted him beside Luga and said: "After all, they belong to the Eastern Empire, and they think that they have no obligation to shed blood and sacrifice for the things of the Western Empire, and they are eager to return to the Eastern Empire, which is understandable, who made them the people of the Eastern Empire." ”

"Now the Ninth Legion exists in name only." Luga stroked his forehead and said, "We must now take advantage of the patriarchs, and we must re-assemble the Ninth Legion in a very short time. ”