Chapter 479: The Carthaginian Revival (1)

Luga consciously or unconsciously humiliated Aetius, of course, how could he possibly stay on Aetius's territory again?

Walking out of the racetrack, Luga hurried to the dock with his troops, where Berialiu's fleet had been waiting for a long time.

"Hey, I say, Luga." Beriali stood there with his hands crossed over his chest, and stood with his soldiers on the dock where the warships were docked, and when he saw Luga's large group of people hurrying towards them, Beriali quipped: "Why, the wasteland is like a bunch of deserters, is it causing some trouble again!" ”

"Oh, shut up, Berialyu." Luga shouted and jogged in small steps, it seemed that his heavy armor had indeed put a lot of burden on his body. I saw him slowly run to the front of Berialiu, and said breathlessly: "Hurry up, there's no time, board the boat, let's go!" ”

Unable to afford any moment's stay on the docks, Luga and his party hurriedly boarded the ship. And under the guidance of the sound of the horn, one by one, they slowly sailed out of the harbor, and a large number of warships lined up and appeared outside Ravenna, and the fishermen who were at a loss for what to do were to use their fishing boats to hide.

At this time, a large number of personal guards armed with shields and swords appeared on the dock, and they hurried forward, but looking at the battleship that had already left the dock, they stopped, looking helpless.

"I knew that it wasn't just Aetius who came to his senses, but even the nobles who supported them didn't want me to leave Ravenna so simply." Luga stood at the bow of the boat, pointing at their group of personal guards who had stopped and stared at him, laughing.

"They couldn't wait to kill me, but let me go first, and I was like a cunning rabbit and they were stupid hounds. We have ships, and they don't, so they can only watch us out of their sight and do nothing, poor fellows, I want to see how they deal with their masters. ”

"So where do we go next?" Berialius asked.

"To the Greater Sicilian Region." Lu Jia thought for a moment and said: "I'm a person who holds grudges, I didn't get it at the time, no matter how I think about it, I have to ask for it back!" ”

"So you mean that we go to Great Sicily, gather troops there, and fight Carthage one more time?" Berialius then asked, "But without the help of the Roman army in the east, what kind of storm can we raise by relying on us alone?" ”

"If there are people, they will follow the methods of others, and if there are no people, they will follow the methods of no people." Luga continued: "Anyway, I am now the supreme commander of the Greater Sicilian Region, I can dispatch the Sicilian army to fight for me, as long as we hold the Phalaenopsis fleet in our hands, we can have enough troops to counterattack Carthage, but I don't know how long it has passed, and suddenly it will be a full four or five years, and it is not clear what the Vandals have recovered." ”

"This time, aren't you afraid that the Senate will have any more ideas to interfere with you?" Berialius asked.

"Senate?" Lu Jia's tone felt very incredible, and after a while, I saw Lu Jia snort coldly and said disdainfully: "I didn't have any title before, I could only follow the will of the Senate, but now it's different, as long as the people of the Senate come, except for the condolences of the labor army, otherwise dare to mention to me the issue of withdrawing the army, maybe he will only be able to go back." ”

Speaking of this, a cold light flashed in Luga's eyes, and his whole face was so cold that people shuddered a little when they saw it, maybe he was real this time, after all, he was recognized as the captain of the soldiers by the Purple Room, and his will was the will of the Roman soldiers, which was no longer something that the Senate could control.

After nearly a month of stop-and-go, the Coral fleet finally arrived in Syracuse from Ravenna in Greater Sicily. I don't know who leaked the news, but here, Luga was welcomed by the people of Syracuse, and the townspeople even heard that Luga was coming, and even ran out of the city gates, standing on the shore and cheering at the warships.

"They know who's on their side, yes, they know more than they know with their own eyes." Andrew watched as many cheering citizens shouted Luga's name over and over again, of course, they couldn't forget the bloody battle off the coast of Syracuse, and who did it.

The ship slowly approached the shore, and the cheers of the citizens were so loud that the sailors on board could barely hear anything else, and as they got off the ship, the music and cheers went straight to the eardrums. As soon as he stretched out his hand, an unknown person would hand him grapes or other delicious fruits, and someone would stuff a cake or bread into his mouth, in short, the citizens of Syracuse would be willing to give up what they had for Luga and his soldiers.

Surrounded by the crowd, Luga was driven to the center of the town by the crowd rather than by himself.

Here, in his thick voice, Andrew loudly announced to the citizens of Syracuse that Luga had become the captain of the soldiers and the supreme governor of the Iberian region of Greater Sicily.

This was great news for the citizens of Syracuse, so they cheered as if they were celebrating some great holiday.

The revelry continued into the night, and everyone was tired, but Luga did not calm down, and he went to the local senators to inquire about the situation, of course, about the movements of the Vandals during the past five years.

"Oh, Move, of course, they're so kind, so friendly that we almost make our newborn children forget that we were once enemies."

"They've always brought a lot of nice stuff to trade with us, and my gosh, you know what, that was never possible before. You must know that the aristocrats of that time also liked to keep good things for their own use, and did not like to share them with us like the Vandals. ”

"Look, look at this gem in my hand, bought from the Vandals' merchant ships."

"There was a constant stream of merchant ships, crowding our docks, and they were so numerous, bringing all sorts of strange things, and we were happy to spend money, you know, it was more like in Carthaginian times hundreds of years ago. Sometimes we feel that Carthage was restored, but it had been destroyed by Scipio for hundreds of years. ”

Such words came from the mouths of the patriarchs to Luja in disbelief, and although they kept saying that they could not forget their old hatred, they unconsciously said the words towards the Vandals. They were grateful that the Vandals had forgotten their hatred and traded with them, and that there was a steady stream of merchant ships.

Although they were all drunken words, Luga gradually couldn't listen to them anymore after drinking and spitting out the truth, so he hurriedly left this place, a place that made him feel faintly afraid.