"So it seems that your Senate is trying to bring me down." Aetius's eyes were misty, and there was a hint of murder in his gaze.

"We're just here to seek cooperation, Lord Aetius." Remitius caressed his chest with one hand, showing Aetius his sincerity. "We want to live, and I think your Excellency thinks the same way."

Aetius didn't speak, which made it impossible to guess what he was thinking at the moment.

"Isn't it that Your Excellency wants to go back to the time of Theodosius I?" This sentence is undoubtedly the killer feature of Remitius against Aetius.

"Luga, Remitius they want us to build a tent big enough, saying it's a big deal." After receiving the messenger sent by Remytius, Andrew returned to convey the messenger's meaning to Luga.

"Big deal?" Luga was sitting on a stool, polishing the iron sword in his hand with his head down, and Andrew's message made him stop what he was doing. Raising his head, he looked at Andrew with a puzzled expression and asked, "Could it be that this time the encirclement and suppression of Gaisaric is not a top priority?" For these two guys, Lu Jia is becoming more and more incomprehensible, he can't guess what they think at all, but after all, they are figures with heads and faces in the Western Empire, and they must have their own ideas about doing this.

"It's nothing more than grabbing credit, otherwise you won't be happy to come from thousands of miles away and return empty-handed without any benefits!" Lu Jia thought so in his heart, and felt that what he was thinking still made some sense. Since it is needed, then naturally prepare.

When he got up and went out of the camp, he called a team of hundreds, hastily prepared some materials, and set up a huge tent large enough to accommodate a hundred-man team in an empty space in the camp, but it cost a lot of cloth and wood. Even the planked floor was covered with blankets to make the tent look even more ornate, or at least to make Luga feel worthy of the tastes of the two old fellows.

The next morning, a huge, brand-new tent appeared in the camp. Luga, who had just gotten up, didn't have time to eat breakfast, so he hurriedly prepared a suitable outfit and walked out of the tent. Because today is a big day, and the life and death of that damned Vandal will be decided, and he must be dying of hunger at this time. Before he had time to return the salute to the gatekeepers, Luga went headlong into the tent, which was empty, but the decoration inside was like that of a palace, which made Luga's hurried pace involuntarily slow down.

Stepping on the soft blanket, Luga's steps were very light, and he was afraid that his heavy feet would disturb the soft hair on it.

There were three stools in the camp, and beside each of them were delicate little tables, filled with all kinds of fruit and a jug full of wine.

Wine, Luga drank too much and got tired of it for a long time. He removed the wine from his table and replaced it with a jug full of boiling water. Then sit in your own seat and wait quietly. Truth be told, he would have wished he had ended up with that damn Vandal and his gang of filthy things who never knew how to take a bath.

"Why haven't you come, why haven't you come?" Luga sat in his seat, shaking his legs anxiously, grabbing a bunch of grapes and stuffing it into his mouth, for it would relieve the hunger in his stomach a little.

After more than an hour, just as Luga was about to go out to find some bread, Aetius and Remitius were late. The two of them walked into the tent side by side, looked at Lu Jia with a smile on their faces, and said in an apologetic tone, "I'm really sorry, Your Excellency Lu Jia, we were just busy with a little business, and we were late!" ”

"No formality, no formality, Your Excellency." In the face of Aetius and Remitius's apology, Luga hurriedly waved his hand to indicate that it was not in the way. In fact, Luga has long thought about dealing with these completely meaningless negotiations as soon as possible, entering into strategic deployment as soon as possible, and getting rid of the damn stinky Geisarik as soon as possible is the most important issue at the moment.

"So let's get down to business." Luga couldn't wait, and he quickly cleaned up the messy peels and fruit plates on the table. Spread the map of Gaisarric's military deployment that had just been drawn over by Andrew, who had just come in.

"Luga." Andrew leaned close to Luga's ear and whispered to him, "Gaisaric is here." ”

"Gaisarik!" Luga's eyes widened when he heard this name, and his busy hands stopped in the busy action just now.

"Why is he here? Also, who let him in? Luga was now in a series of questions, and he looked up at Aetius and Remitius, who had just taken their seats, and the two of them were talking and laughing, without any solemn appearance of urgency due to an emergency.

"This guy must have been called by the two of them." Luga put the map back in the open way, and this time he had a bold idea in his head.

"Where is Gaisarik now?" Luga asked Andrew in a low voice.

"He's being protected by a whole team of centurians right now."

"Aetius' hundred-man team." Lugar lifted the hilt of the iron sword in his hand. "Do you know exactly where he is now? When did you come in? ”

"Just this morning, I'm afraid he found out about the news yesterday." Andrew replied in a whisper.

"Okay, okay tight!" Luga secretly sneered in his heart, watching the two old things talk and laugh to themselves, it seemed that they still didn't know what the two of them were talking in private.

"Andrew, put the entire Ninth Legion into combat mode, and send a hundred-man team to surround this place, and don't let these two old guys have any intentions." A grim smile appeared on Luga's face, "These two old guys must have a secret to tell Gaisaric to come over, it doesn't matter, I just need to kill the protagonist of this matter, even if they are angry, then there is nothing I can do." ”

Just do it, Lu Jia immediately bowed down slightly, covered his stomach with his hands and frowned, and said to the two of them apologetically in his tone: "I'm sorry, my stomach is uncomfortable, there must be a little problem after eating too much fruit." ”

Before the two of them could react or even say "oh", Luga walked briskly towards the outside of the tent.

"Lord Luga!" Before he could take a few steps, Remitius stopped him behind him. "Your Excellency doesn't have to act with me anymore, I know what your Excellency thinks." Remitius's words made Luga stop, and when he looked back, Luga found that the two of them had stopped talking, and looked at Luga with a smile.

"Your Excellency Gaisaric has been invited by the two of us to discuss, so I know that there is a deep conflict between your Excellency and the two of them, so let's be an intermediary and discuss the source of the conflict, and try to let us deal with these not very big problems." Aetius picked up his glass, pointed to the door, and said, "Your Excellency's pain must be his, and we have invited him to the door without you coming to him." ”

Just one day after coming, just one mouthful, what Aetius did was to make Luga more and more incomprehensible, what does it mean, what does it mean, Luga stayed where he was, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.