Two full weeks have been wasted outside of Diračium.

Valentinian couldn't take it anymore, and no matter how much he shouted hoarsely, he couldn't get the two captains to be moved.

Obviously, compared to Valentinian's impulsiveness, Luga and Aetius were more concerned about what they could bring if they were elected as Augustus.

"Gaul in the north is fairly stable now." The local officials who had come from afar reported to Luga in his tent, but this gave Luga a sigh of relief.

"I don't know if Theodoric has already taken the lead in Iberia!" Luga let out a long sigh and slammed his right fist into the corner of the table in front of him.

"It's all about this time, and you still care about that barbarian who is far away in the sky." Berialius protested with a displeased face, "Now my father's side does not agree with Marcian's rule, you know, Luga, now Marcian and his wife Pulgolia have seized the power of the court. ”

"I understand that, Berialiu!" Luga slapped the table heavily and continued, "From the moment he led the army to stand on the city walls, I already felt that they were in power. ”

"So what are you waiting for?" Berialius complained dissatisfiedly: "Is it to wait until you have no other supporters in Constantinople?" ”

"I need more information on whether there will be any dissidents if we defeat Marcian now." Luga explained to Berialius: "We must ensure that this war is resolved quickly, can you guarantee that we will be able to win the decisive battle in a very short time?" ”

Berialius was dumbfounded by the rebuttal, and he did not understand why Luga was so hesitant not to make a decisive decision.

"I have to make sure that my army won't get bogged down in war after the move, at least I have to make sure that they will give up resistance after defeating the Thracian field army, at least this is not the Western Empire."

"Well, as you wish, Luga." Berialiu waved his hand and let out a long sigh, looking extremely disappointed. "As long as Pulgolia settles down Constantinople completely, you really don't have a chance!"

"We must be careful, Berialius, my friend, I know you are doing it for my good now, but this is a place that is completely alien to us, and I am not sure how many people will support us, Berialius."

"A lot!" Berialiu looked at Luga with a serious face, and said to Luga in a low voice: "It's more than you can imagine, Luga! ”

That night, Luga's toss and turn at Berialius's proposal made him feel like he had never been so awake in such an uneventful night.

He thought of Lickinia who had locked herself in the tent for a whole week, she was probably already having a mental breakdown now, and now her delay was a challenge to her patience, and it was hard to imagine how she had come through during this time.

Thinking back to the promise he gave to Riekia at the time, it is really hard to imagine what crazy actions this poor woman would have made if Riekinia's idea had not been completed.

Feeling that it was too hot in the tent, Luga dressed loosely and walked out of the tent, only to see Licinia coming towards her.

She was alone, dressed in cool clothes, deliberately put on makeup on her face, and wore various gold jewelry to make herself look even more charming.

"Likenia?" Luga frowned and looked at Licina, her words mixed with surprise.

Likinia didn't respond, or rather, she didn't stop as she walked straight towards Luga, and didn't pause for a moment when Luga called her.

"What are you doing here?" This was obviously a knowingly question, but as soon as Luga finished speaking, Likinia grabbed the clothes on her chest and jerked her into the tent.

The seemingly weak woman had the strength to surprise Luga, or rather, Luga was defenseless and was pushed into the camp by Likinia without resistance.

"Something has to be made clear here!" Lykinia glared at Luga, "Now what the hell do you think, tell me, Luga, Your Excellency!" ”

"What, why do you say that?"

"Because I've had enough, my two daughters are still in the hands of that demon, but you are here unmoved, still waiting day after day!"

"Likenia, all we can do now is wait!" Luga tried to persuade him, but his hand was knocked down by Lickinia.

"Enough!" Liekinia looked extremely ruthless, "You are like them, there is only deception in your words. Say, what do you want, just like these damn politicians, no matter what you do, you always ask for something in return, say, what you want, as long as I have it, give it all to you, all satisfy you! ”

Likenia said, tears welling up in her red and swollen eyes as she gritted her teeth and reached over her shoulders to pull her clothes open and slide them off.

Her carcass was naked in front of Luga, but her face was full of pain and loss, mixed with a hint of resentment.

This kind of temptation seems to be not interesting at all, but it makes Luga look at her body and produce not physical desires, but more guilt that radiates from the heart outward.

"Liekinia ......" Luga was speechless for a while, he didn't know what to say or what to do. can only be stupidly in front of Lickinia, and the superfluous explanation has long been unable to touch Licina's heart.

But at this time, a chaotic sound from outside broke the embarrassment inside the camp.

"What's going on?" Luga took advantage of the movement outside and hurriedly stepped forward to put on Liekinia's clothes again. Without waiting for Lickinia to say anything, Luga walked out of the camp quickly, only to see a crowd of people outside, and many soldiers looked in the direction of the center of the barracks.

Following the direction of their gaze and fingers, they only saw the fire rushing into the sky, like a small sun about to rise in this darkness.

The sound of crackling and burning came from a distance, mixed with the screams of people in the distance.

"It's Augustus's tent, it's Augustus's tent!" The soldiers exclaimed, fear written all over everyone's faces.

"Luga! Luga! ”

Hearing someone calling, Luga hurriedly turned around, only to see Andrew running up with a few followers in light armor, he must have hurried a lot, and he was already out of breath when he ran in front of Luga.

Beside Andrew, Luga saw Valentinian's chief of guard, Verus, who had already exhausted his strength and had to walk with the help of others.

"What's going on, Verus?" Luga couldn't help but ask, "Could it be that Valentinian couldn't think of burning himself to death for a while?" ”

"No, it's not like that, Captain Soldier!" Verus gasped for breath and was so weak that he couldn't even speak, "Attack, someone attacked Augustus. ”

"And what about the Valentinians now?" Luga hurriedly asked.

"He's in the tent, quick, my lord, save Augustus!"