"Luga! I only knew that you fought with barbarians on the battlefield a few times, but I didn't know that you were even more handy at scaring people! As you can see, Miro, the leader of the Minevius family, has a white face! ”

On the boat, Andrew couldn't help but praise Luga, and he also described this incident to Beria next to him without missing any details, which made Berialiu laugh.

"Looks like this guy named Miro is going to see you in a different way, Luga." Berialiu said to Luga.

"It's up to God to arrange this." Luga shrugged his shoulders and said in a heavy tone: "It's all like gambling, I scared him on the surface, maybe it wasn't his luck that scared him, but the idea of doing my part for Rome." ”

"Luga, you can also see that they don't want to give anything to us at all, but fortunately you didn't take his armor, otherwise he would have talked about it with his armor, and he wouldn't know what would have happened."

"I thought about it too." Luga continued: "So we must be prepared for both, after all, there is a hidden warlord in the rear of Great Sicily, which is a great danger for us, and we must feed a large army, and more and more. ”

"So what do we do? Luga. Andrew asked.

Luga took a deep breath, rubbed the golden scepter in his hand with the thumb of his right hand, and continued: "Decree that Britannia, Greater Sequanolen, Belgian Gaul, Greater Sicily, Numidia, and the provinces of Iberia shall collect all the tributes and taxes into my name, and stop paying tribute to the Purple Chamber. ”

After saying that, Luga lowered his head and said secretly, "I'm sorry this will make you suffer, but I hope you can understand, Valentinian. ”

"Luga, this, this order." Andrew pondered for a moment and then asked, "This is blatant disloyalty to the Purple Room, what do you want to do, Luga!" ”

"Andrew, don't you feel that if all these taxes are given to the Purple Room, then whose pocket will they go?" Luga continued: "If we let Aetius pay us, we will be slaughtered like meat on his plate!" So I'd rather not pay taxes and use it myself, or Rome will just fall into his hands! ”

Andrew was speechless, and in his heart he also realized that what Luga said was not wrong. After the death of Platius, the Purple Chamber was uncontrolled, and Aetius was most afraid of Gala. Plasettia, but now that the bonds that bind him have been broken, who else in Western Rome can restrain Aetius?

"My army is the only one to feed me, so they can remain loyal to me, and now the smell of copper in the army is so strong that as long as the money jingles in their pockets, they know who to point to the weapons in their hands." Luga clenched his fists and slammed them against the railing.

After two days and two nights, everyone dragged their exhausted bodies back to Syracuse, where Luga saw a large number of soldiers building a barracks outside the city, and by the banner he could see that it belonged to the Fourth Auxiliary Legion.

"What's going on?" Luga was a little curious, so he got off the boat and went straight to the barracks, where he found Marenius, who was directing the soldiers to build the barracks.

"What's the matter, my friend." Luga greeted him curiously, which made Marenius look back at Luga, and he smiled, looking embarrassed.

"How?" Luga smiled and asked, "Didn't you say that you would go back after doing this ticket in Britannia, why did you appear here again?" Are you trying to tell me that I went the wrong way on Amber Avenue and accidentally came here? ”

"No, Luga." Malenius shook his head, but the smile on his face froze, and he continued: "The news of the army of the former Ninth Legion that left you at that time has arrived. ”

"Let's talk about it." Luga realized that there must be a reason for Malenius to mention this, so he waited patiently to see what Malenius knew.

"They were about to return to Athens, their homeland, along the Flavia Avenue, but at Dilakium, which borders the Egnadia Avenue, they were stopped by the local duke, and then forcibly led to the Dacian front, where they were routed in battle with the Huns, and all of them died at the hands of the Huns."

Speaking of this, Malenius took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, looked at Luga as if he had made an important decision, and then said: "After our discussion, it was unanimously decided to stay and follow you. ”

"As I said, in an eventful time, soldiers must be prepared to sacrifice their lives and forget their deaths." When Lu Jia said this, it was obvious that he was also very uncomfortable in his heart, after all, they were all partners who had fought together, and it was naturally sad to hear that they were worthless and slaughtered by the Huns like cannon fodder. "Okay, Malenius, don't be sad, after all, this didn't happen to us. That's thankful, isn't it? ”

As if Marenius was going to tell the truth, he shrugged his shoulders, his eyes dodging, not wanting to look at Luga, he continued: "As long as we don't face the Huns, it's okay for us to make enemies of whomever they want, after all, they're terrible." ”

After the words were finished there was a short silence, neither of them spoke, and when he thought that the topic was very heavy, Lu Jia didn't want to continue, so Lu Jia smiled and pulled away from the topic and said, "How many people are you here this time." ”

"All the soldiers of the fourth auxiliary and the fifth lark followed, but fortunately, they were not embarrassed in Aetius's sphere of influence, and it may be that external factors made it difficult for Aetius to get out." Malenius said: "I heard that Eastern Rome owes the Huns a lot of money, and Augustus Theodosius II has no intention of repaying it, so the Hun king Attila has been overwhelmed by a large army, and the whole eastern Rome has fallen into alert, and all the troops that followed the crusade against Vandal were deployed on the front line to meet the Huns. ”

"Of course, you don't have to say it." Luga interrupted Malenius. Then he said: "I already have a rough idea of what will happen to them, and I think the soldiers of the former Ninth Army were among them, and they did not have the slightest ability to resist under the iron hooves of the Huns. At that time, being brave could no longer solve the practical problems at hand. ”

"Eastern Rome and the Capital Guard, they are all rare warriors!"

"This is not to help Malenius." Lu Jia said with a solemn expression: "The enemy is too strong, we have never encountered it, we have never had the experience and ability to resist the enemy, this requires us to explore slowly." ”

"So what do we do now?" Marenius asked.

"Do your own thing, Marenius." Luga said, pointing to the guide and continued, "Our greatest enemies at the moment are the Vandals, and the Alans of Iberia, and if we take them, we will be able to confront the Huns while maintaining Rome in the west. ”