Before I could speak, the man turned back and nodded to the armed men behind him, who immediately understood, and the three men immediately ran up and tied my hands tightly together with the rope, and then a slightly stronger fellow grabbed the middle of the rope with his right hand, that is, grabbed my hands, and did not allow me to say a "no" in the meantime.

"Hey, hey, where are you taking me, I'm busy!"

It's all in this situation, you think I can not struggle. I immediately thought of Andrew, the poor boy who was still stupidly waiting for me to find him something to eat. I've been taken away, and my poor little brother is not going to starve to death?

I just wanted to speak, but my inner reason told me that I couldn't be so blind to confess Andrew's existence to these guys, otherwise they found Andrew, I don't know what they would do, if they were slaves of Bagoda, according to Andrew's temper, then he and I would have to die on the ship, and probably we wouldn't have a chance to explain, as long as they saw Andrew's centurion's helmet, hehe, it would be a big game.

I watched as this fellow carried my riding spear, bypassed the Roman flag that had been erected in its place, and walked forward without saying a word. The armed men behind me, especially the guy holding the rope, dragged and dragged me forward.

Who the hell are they? Where will it go? And what is the purpose? One question after another came to my mind.

"Hey, buddy, you're going to have to finish answering my question!"

I struggled and shouted at them, I really can't be taken away so casually!

"What's wrong again?"

The man in front of him looked back, and it was not difficult to hear from his tone that he was very impatient now.

I hurriedly explained, "Well, I've always been a loner, and you took me away so casually, you didn't pay any attention to the laws of Rome!" ”

"The law? Ha! ”

The guy looked disdainful, and he said to me, "This place? Law? Can this thing restrain the lawless barbarians? The law is nothing but a means of restraining civilized people, and for barbarians, hmph, it is nothing more than a piece of paper! ”

"And which side do you belong to?"

I asked him.

He sluggish for a moment, then continued, "Who am I, does this answer matter?" ”

"Of course it's important! Are you a Roman after all? Or Ba Gouda? ”

I asked him straight to the point and just saw how he reacted! I know it's a bold move, but if I continue to be led by him like this, I really don't even know where Andrew is. Andrew loses it, then it really doesn't matter if I'm dead! I now want to know which side this bastard is on, so I can analyze whether to resist or tell him I have a companion!

It's really unpleasant to be controlled by people!

The man didn't speak, he just buried his head in the road, he must have been too lazy to talk to me anymore, so it would work! It's obviously wasting my time. I couldn't help but look back, seeing that this little team was about to get out of this battlefield, and I really couldn't find Andrew any further.

"No! I had to come up with a countermeasure! ”

Now that their hands were tightly tied together, it was really powerless to say that I was still unable to resist, and seeing that the road in front of them was no longer full of corpses, they once again sped up. Damn, they really don't mean to stop!

"Wait a minute! Wait a minute! ”

I'm completely convinced, but now I have to confess no matter what I think, and the sooner the better!

"Oh, you damn thing!"

The guy looked really angry, and he jerked his head back and ripped the cloth off his face, so I could see his entire face clearly. He has a typical European face, but has a distinct scar on his face, which has been cut by a sword blade. The beard is sparse, and the whole mouth and a week's beard are cut in half by the scar, it seems that he is a veteran of war!

He stepped forward quickly, grabbed me by the collar and jerked me up. Those eyes were staring at me deadly, and I really couldn't understand his current mood, and I felt like I had a deep hatred for me.

He gritted his teeth, and the words squeezed out between his teeth word by word: "What the hell do you want to do, stranger, I have enough reason to kill you as a heretic if you wander the battlefield alone!" Seeing that you know Latin and are educated, I now have good reason to think that you are a dangerous Bagorda. ”

"Me? Ba Gouda elements? ”

This guy couldn't have said it sooner, I breathed a sigh of relief, and the hanging stone in my heart had completely fallen.

"Fuck off, what's that expression?"

Seeing that I was framed as a Bagunda member and looked at a leisurely appearance, it was this guy's turn to be confused.

"So, you, and you, are all Romans, aren't they?"

"Romans?"

The fellow laughed again, and at the mention of the Romans his face was an unconcealable disdain that came to his face.

"Please don't compare me to the Romans, Bagorda!" The guy said, slowly putting me down and adding, "Truly, I understand your suffering, being a slave is indeed not something a dignified person wants to do, Bagauda, I appreciate your courage, but it still doesn't change your fate as losers. As he spoke, he patted me on the head, sighed and said, "Well, I don't know how much money your head can bring me?" ”

"Ha, I'm afraid you're wrong, mercenary!"

His words revealed a lot of information to me, and although I couldn't say his exact identity, it was roughly the same thing. Now that I know what they do, I have a way to convince them! I've never felt so confident!

"What do you mean?"

This guy still has some doubts, you see, as soon as I said this, he immediately let go of his hand, this guy must be depressed, and he has nowhere to find someone to vent, but when he met the object of venting, he was a little conflicted, and asked himself whether he was still venting to this mysterious person, or holding back, etc.

"You can't tell what I'm wearing now, mercenary."

I said in a deep voice, pointing to the rifle in his hand, and then said: "I am a centurion under Marshal Aetius, but I fell into the river in battle, and you need not doubt my identity, because I have a companion, and he is also a centurion, and you come with me to find him, and he has something in his hand that can prove the identity of at least one of us!" ”

"Then you say, where is he?"

"In a small boat by the river."

"Oh, so you're talking about, the guy in our car?"

Looking in the direction of his finger, the mercenaries made way for me along the way, and I saw the carriage, and although the guardrail kept me from seeing the specifics, the protruding centurion horns made my heart sink.

I hurried forward, and saw a coarse cloth covering the inside of the car, protruding a human figure. The horned helmet that I was familiar with was next to the cloth.

"Impossible!"

My heart was pounding, I didn't know what they were trying to do with this person, it must not be a good sign. I reached out and grabbed the corner of the coarse cloth, but I didn't have the courage to pull it away, and I knew I wasn't ready.

"Pull it away, it doesn't take much strength!"

I gritted my teeth and pulled hard, and the man under the coarse cloth appeared in front of me in an instant.

"Andrew!"