"Why, rich man Luga, what are you in a daze? Could it be that these dozens of Orons can't satisfy you? Andrew smiled and sat down beside me, tying the full bag of gold coins around his waist, looking at the look of joy on his face, presumably satisfied.

I pulled out the ring that Anai had given me from my bosom, this ordinary, inconspicuous silver ring. This is a symbol of Ana's love with another person, but she gave this to me, which made me fall into contemplation after so many days have passed, thinking about what this means, Xiaoya has hurt me enough, so I don't dare to think nonsense, after all, in this unrealistic world, it is a good choice to be alone.

"What, think of that Gallic woman again?"

Andrew noticed the ring in my hand, and he asked me with a smile, and I didn't know how to answer, yes, it didn't seem like it was, it didn't look like it, it looked like it was like that.

Seeing that I didn't speak, Andrew smiled again, and he said, "It's not surprising, Luga, who has been separated for a long time, will naturally miss it, that poor woman." ”

I let out a long sigh and thought to myself that in this damned era, except for war, there was no stopping on the way to war, and I had just discovered so many beautiful girls that I didn't even have a chance to get to know each other. Enough is enough to think about the unrealistic, I put the ring away instead of putting it on my hand, and maybe even I don't know what I'm running away from.

It was dusk, and we had picked up all the corpses of the Germans but the Burgundians, and I meant all the soldiers who could find them, except for the negligible ones that had been stoned to pieces.

The Burgundians were very cooperative, they showed a very high quality of civilization at this time, and they did not go on a killing spree at the sight of the Romans like the primitive barbarians, and I am grateful for the restraint they were able to maintain. Otherwise, it would be difficult for even a civilized person to exercise restraint in that pocket of gold coins, let alone a barbarian who has been poor for half his life.

Night gradually fell, the corpses of nearly a thousand Germans had been transported out by carriage, and the Germans who were lucky enough to survive came out of the camp to see their comrades on the last journey, this group of barbarians, they did not say a word, now on both sides of the road, because they had just left the battlefield, everyone looked not only tired, but more embarrassed. They watched the carload of corpses leave scattered, with cold faces and expressionless faces, maybe this could be the best farewell ceremony for their dead comrades.

Outside the camp was a gentle clearing with piles of timber, and the bare men of the upper body had rammed the broken corpses one by one as if they were a tower like a Kyoto, and someone poured oil on it and then threw a torch.

The "pagodas" were engulfed in flames, and soon the air was filled with an unbearable smell of burning, which made the visitors can't help but cover their mouths and noses. I couldn't stand this scene for a long time, and left early, this is a farewell to their Germanic people, and it has nothing to do with me.

Returning to the camp with the soldiers who had returned with a full load, we looked at the wounded soldiers with grumbling eyes, and we each took out one or two Oren gold coins and put them together for them. I'm in charge of pooling the money and dividing the Oren coins equally among the wounded soldiers, which isn't fair, but it's fair enough.

"It's Aurius. Is Luga Centurion long? ”

Just as I was handing the equal share of gold to one of the wounded soldiers, the wounded soldier looked up and asked me, looking a little anxious, probably because he had been waiting for me for a long time. I replied, "Yes, I'm Luga." ”

"That's great." The man breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his head and thought for a while, and said to me, "Today a soldier came while you were gone, and told me to bring you a message when you returned, and tell you to go to the market outside the camp gate and find a merchant at the third stall on the count. ”

"A businessman?" I wondered in my heart, how could a guy who didn't know the place well have someone, or a businessman who came to me by name? Or rather, this wounded soldier in front of me deliberately lied to me.

Probably seeing my doubts, the wounded soldier then said, "Sir, the soldier told me that the merchant had expected that you would not believe it, so let me convey a password to you." ”

"Password?" I'm even more confused by the second monk.

"Slave doctor." I almost screamed when those two words came out of the wounded soldier's mouth.

Could it be Dr. Bella? I remembered in my mind the old doctor, the title I had given when I was next to Nar when I told me to go to him in Genoa, how could it be that I had come to the door at this time.

I couldn't think about it too much, so I hurriedly handed over the money to the wounded soldier, gave a hasty explanation, and left the camp.

According to the wounded soldier said that the merchants who were outside the camp had set up itinerant pavings, I had walked almost half of the camp to this place, and before I reached the camp gate, I smelled the strong smell of wine. Soldiers come and go, each holding a wooden cup filled with brightly coloured wine, which is very tempting to see by the light of the torches used for lighting, especially for the wine-loving Romans.

They came in and out of the camp gates in groups, gulping down the glass of wine, something I craved on the other side of the camp.

Walking out of the camp gate, the shouting of the fire soon reached my ears, and as far as I could see, it was not just a wave of stalls, it was completely a market outside the barracks, and these merchants must have calculated that the soldiers on the expedition needed to eat, drink, and be merry for recreation, and they came from thousands of miles in spite of the danger. The small stall is filled with jugs of wine, presumably filled with wines from Sicily.

Further inside, there were even scantily clad women, who fiddled with their seductive posture and showed great courtesy to every soldier who passed in front of them, so that how could these men, who had not been close to women for many days, hold their lower bodies, and not hurry to pay for the money to go to the tent behind those women to solve their needs.

"First, second, third."

I didn't have any other mind to look at the tempting things, even though I had already set up a little tent underneath me. I couldn't help but look for it one by one, and finally I saw the doctor Bella in front of the third stall that was almost the end of the trading area, and Doctor Bella was still doing his herb business, and the soldiers who came to him for the trade were also endless, after all, it was better to spend money on life-saving herbs than to spend some money on life-saving herbs.

"Bella." I called the old doctor's name, and Bella looked up at this time, and by the light of the fire he finally recognized me, and at the first sight of me he smiled.

"Isn't this my future son-in-law!" Dr. Bella laughed and quickly pulled me in front of her.