Valentinian's loss of negotiability to negotiate with Attila soon reached Constantinople.

Attila being offended was not a trivial matter, and the courtiers who had just learned Attila's power naturally knew what it meant.

From the few words, everyone could understand that Attila's war with the Western Romans was already on the way, but Luga seemed to be completely unconcerned, perhaps he was already prepared for this in his heart.

"Caesar, this is a letter from Western Rome asking for help." The courtier held the letter in both hands and handed it to Luga.

Luga didn't wait to open the envelope to see what was inside, but raised his eyes to look at the deacon Jovian (who had previously assisted Theodosius' internal affairs director, and was later promoted to deacon by Luga for helping Hermanus' army open the gates of the palace) and Andrew, the earl of the palace guard, who were standing on the side, and the two of them had their own distinctive expressions.

"What do you think about Attila's preparations for a possible military operation against our brother in Rome in the west?"

"It's no small thing to be at odds with Attila, Caesar." Jovian blinked as he spoke, he had such a problem that his eyes were wrinkled like ravines in the mountains, as his peers must have been.

The Privy Councillor Demiscius hurriedly recorded it, but he was afraid that he was a little disappointed by the present meeting, because Jovian was stuck, and he did not know for a moment what to say about the actions of the Huns and the attitude of the Eastern Romans.

After all, the interests involved in this are very clear to this old man, and it is precisely because he knows too much that he is very cautious in what he says now, for fear that something will accidentally go wrong and cause very bad consequences.

"Since the war between the Western Romans and the Huns is inevitable, can we come forward and take the initiative to communicate with Attila with a new look, see if we can make a reasonable condition to make Attila feel that we are friendly, and then sit down calmly and talk, and see if we can make them change their minds."

"Oh, that's a good idea, indeed." Luga nodded, hesitated for a moment, and then asked Jovian, "Oh my God, if my memory is good, how long did it take for the last group of emissaries to find Attila?" ”

At this, Luga turned his head to look at the Privy Councillor Demisius, and he gestured with his eyes that Demestius needed him now.

"It's been more than three months, and strictly speaking, four months, Caesar." DeSmith always had an amazing memory, and he was always able to answer questions when Augustus asked them.

"For four months, Attila stayed in his palace and did not move, but now it is different that Attila could act at any time, or when our envoys finally found him, he was standing on the ruins of Ravenna, thinking about how to negotiate with us." Luga couldn't help but laugh as he spoke, "Our compatriots in Western Rome don't have that much time to wait, we need to react now, and the sooner the better." ”

Jovian was completely speechless, he took a deep breath, then looked at Luga, his tone revealing his worry and uneasiness, "So, Caesar, what do you mean?" ”

"Who is the commander of the army in Dalmatia?" Luga asked.

"It's Count Marcorian, Caesar." Demesius never let Luga feel disappointed, he was like a living encyclopedia, always answering Luga's questions.

"O Marcorian, an ambitious fellow, Dalmatia and the provinces south of Pannonia are under his control. Yes, I have an impression of him. Luga pondered as he said, "I have been to Dalmatia several times, and have been received by him on each occasion, and I am such a bastard that I will always be my father's faithful defender, and in a moment I have become a member of Aetius's staff. ”

"So, Caesar, what are you going to do with Marcorian?"

"Marcorian, ha, just tell him to keep an eye on Attila, and as long as he doesn't go south from Pannonia, then we have every reason to defend them in Gaul, because he has no other way to go but Gaul!"

"Caesar, if you go to Gaul, it's your Rhine Line." Andrew added, "You know they can't resist it. ”

"Oh, yes, yes, Andrew, the Rhine Line, my territory, it's strange that Valentinian didn't announce that I had lost my position as captain when I became Augustus, which means that I am not only Augustus of Constantinople, but also captain of Ravenna."

"Then Caesar, do you mean that there is no negotiation between us and Attila?" Jovian asked.

"Yes, after all, what Attila wants, but the whole of Western Rome, not just one or half a province."

Luga pondered calmly as he played with the golden cross in his hand, and then he raised his head and beckoned, "Desesio, I know that you are always the first to understand the meaning of my words, just as you listened to my father's language. ”

"Caesar, there's something I have to interrupt you." Jovian carefully interrupted Luga's words at this time, and then, seeing him continue, "Caesar, you must understand that we are now in the recovery period of Macedonia and the provinces of Great Greece, and we will not be able to withstand a new war. ”

"So, what about the province of Egypt?" Luga then asked, "Who is the Stimulus Treasurer?" ”

"Ledanis. Alexander. ”

"Then give an edict and tell Ledanis. Alexander, I need Egypt's financial support to get us through this. ”

Hearing this, Jovian hurriedly stood up and said, "Wait, Caesar, do you mean that we are also going to invest our troops and financial resources in this war?" You should consult with the Senate to see what the Senators think of this! ”

"Yes, Jovian, forgive me for being dictatorial for now, because this time it is really necessary for us to join forces to face Attila, not only for Valentinian, but also for me."

Luga breathed a sigh of relief, as if that was the end of the matter, "All right, all right, now I have to pick up Augustus' work and see what interesting questions my subjects have written in the edicts they have given me. ”

Just as Jovian was about to say something, the attendant behind Luga was already singing, "As it is, as it is, as it is." ”

Jovian wanted to say something, but when he heard this, he also understood what Luga meant, so he simply pursed his lips, saluted Lujia slightly, and then retreated.