The further you went, the more and more Roman soldiers passed by, busily carrying stones, others carrying huge clay pots filled with oil. Further on, it was a neat phalanx, and the soldiers inside were fully equipped, looking ahead,

Seeing the towering siege tower, as well as the improvised and simple siege cone, there began to be a commotion in the team, everyone arrived at the destination before they had time to catch their breath, and now they were about to face the real postgraduate examination, and they also saw that they had no way to escape the fate of being Aetius's cannon fodder.

"Medeus!"

Aetius's carriage stopped, and he sat in the cart and looked back at the old Overseer who was following him, as if the old Overseer Medeus was just a pawn in his hand, playing with it very casually in his spiritual world.

"Yes, Your Excellency, what do you command?"

Old Overseer Medeus hurried to answer and stood in front of us, his head buried, but the beads of sweat oozing from his forehead were still very conspicuous.

"Medeus, you are old, and I wonder if you still have the courage to follow Count Berniface (who was the mainstay of the empire and defeated Aetius, but died of his wounds, which allowed Aetius to return to the pinnacle of power in the empire)?"

"Yes! I have! Medeus puffed up his chest, his face flushed, and his eyes were wide with pride and pride.

"Good!" Aetius applauded, and then said: "Then the first array, you will take the lead, I hope to use your ruthlessness to follow Berniface against those Burgundian mongrels!" ”

The meaning of this is much more obvious, the old Overseer Medeus must lead the charge, facing the rain of arrows on the walls of Ludinand. The old Overseer was stunned for a moment after hearing this, but he had already proved to Aetius that he could still do it, so he had to bite the bullet!

After a long thought, the old Overseer's right hand rested on the hilt of his sword, as if he had made a very important decision, and looked back at us.

"So, boys, are you ready?"

Swear to follow you, or be with you! This was probably what the old Overseer wanted to hear the most now, but he had to be disappointed, the only five hundred people left in front of him could not be called mercenaries, strictly speaking, the civilians of the seventy-five dinaris. They stood still, the only way to Ludinand, and their eyes were not on the old Overseer Medeus, but on the soldiers around them, who were constantly transporting stones and the wounded and dead.

The mutilated body, the blood of the dead and wounded had stained the ground beneath their feet, and the wails came from all around, passing through the eardrums, and shaking everyone's heart. Yes, everyone is trembling and understands that just stepping forward and ending up is no better than these cryers.

"The money bags in your waists are full of the Dinaris that the Empire gave you, and you also swore to fight for the Empire, why, do you want to break your word?"

The old Overseer shouted and drew his iron sword, the mercenaries of the five phalanxes, you look at me, I look at you, no one dares to come up with an idea.

"Let's go, Andrew."

I whispered to him.

"What? Luga, you're crazy! ”

Andrew looked incredulous, he stared at me with wide eyes, "It's really damn, Luga, I mean really, you can't get back if you go up!" ”

"Are we going to wait here for Aetius to kill a few of them before we go up?"

I nodded, motioning for Andrew to glance at Aetius, whose face was already ugly. The commander of such an imperial army, and a ruthless character who once lived with the Huns, he used a knife, it was not a normal trivial matter.

Finally, despite Andrew's dissuasion, I stepped out of the army and came to the side of the old Overseer Medeus. If you want to ask me if I'm afraid at this time, I'm afraid! Of course, who is not afraid of pain, and who is not afraid of death? But I really don't have an idea, as the saying goes: take people's money and eliminate disasters for others. It was from the moment we took over the seventy-five denaris that our more than 1,000 people were destined to be more than lucky.

"You've made a wise decision, young man."

The old Overseer smiled and patted me on the shoulder, then looked at the others, and Andrew, apparently convinced, whispered, "Damn it!" So he walked up with the military flag in his arms.

"Oh, Medeus, I didn't expect you to make a military flag," Aetius suddenly looked at the military flag in Andrew's hand with interest, "This thing is really familiar, I used to have such a one, but it was lost in the Battle of Narby, it's a pity to say." ”

"That's right, Marshal Aetius!" Andrew could no longer restrain himself, and he ran towards the chariot in which Aetius was sitting, and if it weren't for the guards in front of him blocking his way with spears, he might not have even held Aetius. "Yes, yes, yes, Yes, Marshal Aetius." Andrew waved the flag in his hand desperately from a safe distance, "Marshal, it's your lost flag, the flag of the 7th Gemina Regiment!" ”

"Oh, kid, calm down."

Andrew was so excited that Aetius was scared, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand to signal Andrew to calm down, only to see him get up and lean forward slightly, as if he wanted to look up and down the flag carefully.

"Oh yes, this is indeed the banner of the Gemina Legion, boy, can you tell me where it came from?"

"I was originally a soldier of the Gemina Legion, and I was lucky enough to be a survivor of the Battle of Narby!" Andrew looked very serious, seeing that he was going to gamble everything in exchange for Aetius's approval.

"So, kid, can you show me your badge?"

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency, I lost it."

"Ah, that's very unfortunate news, my child." Aetius smiled, looking approachable, but that wasn't the case.

"But Marshal, I know that our corps commander is called Litollio! He's your confidant! "Andrew still refuses to give in, he is so desperate to prove himself." Also, Marshal Aetius, my name is Andrew, Aurius. Andrew, I really belong to the Gemina Legion, Marshal, what I said is true! ”

"That's enough." Aetius opened his hand to signal to Andrew that he didn't want to listen any longer, "Aurius, Andrew," he said slowly, "I'll verify what you say, really, you can trust me." Aetius' smile was really kind, and he stared intently into Andrew's eyes.

"Yes, Marshal, I believe in you!" Andrew's eyes lit up, and he really pinned his hopes on Aetius alone.

"But we're in trouble right now, Mr. Andrew." Aetius pointed to Ludinand, who was not far away, and shouted to all the soldiers: "Do you see that city, take it!" Everyone who survives will get the rank of Imperial soldier that I recognize! Enjoy the preferential treatment given to soldiers by the empire, after retiring, you will get the land, house, and woman that belong to you, and you no longer need to work hard, and you no longer need to live in fear! And now, all you need is to conquer this little city, tell me, do you have faith? ”

"Viva Rome!!

Andrew was like he had been brainwashed, holding the flag high and yelling, and I think his head was full of glory right now.

"What are you doing? Let's go!!! Are you all standing and seeing? ”

The old Overseer yelled at everyone below.

"Come on! Fight! ”

The soldiers of the various phalanxes cheered each other on in private, and soon, both brave and guts, they all took steps and slowly advanced towards the strong walls of Ludinand!