Now the scarface was whimpering, he was in great pain, and he limped towards the exit of the alley under my clutches.

When we came to Jürgen's side, he bowed his head as if he had made a mistake, and to my surprise, he spoke, but it was so small that only the three of us could hear it. He said, "Mr. Luga, Mr. Andrew, this thing is really not what you think. ”

"But it happened to him, Jürgen." I looked at him with a blank face, I didn't expect much from him, not to mention that I had no intention of joining their poor camp at all, he owed me and Andrew nothing. On the contrary, it was the two of us, forget it, I thought that I might owe him a life, but when I think about it, this is not his generosity and courage.

"Let's go, Andrew."

I don't have a chance at Ürgen anymore, we're not all the way, and in some ways we're enemies to the death. So there was no common language, Andrew did not speak, he restrained his stupidity at that time, obediently followed behind me, drew his iron sword, and looked vigilantly at the "beggars" around him who did not dare to act rashly. They clenched the weapons in their hands with both hands, staring at the two of us without blinking a pair of big round eyes, no, Andrew and I and the kidnapped Scarface, could it be that they wanted to scare the two of us to death with those eyes that seemed scary but were actually just paper tigers?

Passing in front of them and looking at their hideous faces, my heart was much calmer. I know that if they swarmed up, we would have been beaten to death by all these various weapons, but none of them took the lead, and no one wanted to see their boss Scarface have an accident.

"Sir!"

Yo! It's rare for this Scarface to say such an honorific title to me, and I thought he was a stone-mouthed man who wouldn't give in to anything. However, the slow flow of blood did make him a little frightened, and he limped and gritted his teeth, enduring the pain one by one, and did not forget to discuss with us: "If I take you to a safe place, can you guarantee my life?" ”

"Huh? What, are you afraid of death? ”

It may be that the love in my heart that makes people unable to get off the stage drove me, so I pretended to be sarcastic and sarcastic, and looked at him with that smiling expression.

He didn't say anything, just nodded and recognized himself as a guy who was afraid of death. It's no wonder that this is human nature, it's okay to die happily, but it's painful to think about being tortured half-dead.

Walking out of the alleyway, there was a large crowd of "beggars" in front of me, all of whom were Scarface's men, I guess, because they looked at the three of us, and none of them had the courage to step forward. This kind of scene really made me look at this scarface, I said why he was so tough just now, it turns out that the soldiers behind him are really so special! Such three layers inside and three layers outside makes me very depressed, and I am still a little uneasy in my heart.

"Now!" As I spoke, I put the iron sword on Scarface's neck again, causing him to exclaim again and again, for fear that I would kill him in the next second! "I want you to disband your troops and let them roll as far as they want!"

How could Scarface, who had already been frightened, not dare to disobey me, and saw him shouting at the "beggars" around him: "Hey, haven't you understood what this chief said? Get out of here! Roll as far as you want! ”

Scarface's order was heard, and the beggar soldiers around them looked at each other, and they hesitated, presumably wondering why their commander would let them leave.

"Don't you hear clearly? Get lost!!! ”

Hey, this Scarface had all his strength, and he took out the majesty of what he should have been a scoundrel, and the roar startled me, and the iron sword in his hand shook violently, almost wiping this guy's neck.

Now the order can be understood, so what is the reason for slack, these "beggar" soldiers were busy nodding their heads again and again, and scattered like birds and beasts, and it didn't take a minute at all, only thirty seconds, and they disappeared without a trace on the street.

Looking at the open road leading to the Governor's Palace, the living retreated, but the dead were left behind, and the air murmured with the stench of various smells mixed together. I didn't dare to breathe, because the smell was unbearable, and there were corpses strewn across the road, young and old, and the only thing I knew for sure was that none of them were part of the Bagorda's elements, they were just slaughterers. I really can't find a reason for them to kill, born poor and slaves, but they do things with a deep hatred.

"Sir, where are we going?"

"Answer me honestly now, where is your army now?" I asked him if my biggest concern right now was that Arecio and his army would not be able to withstand the flood of "beggars". So I have two plans now, the first one is to find Arecio, he must have a way to escape, but I don't know if he is willing to take the two of us away, anyway, he can't care so much, dare not take us away, it's a big deal to betray them, anyway, die together, see you on the Huangquan Road! The second one, if Arecio dies or has fled, then we have to trouble Scarface, and we have to hold him hostage until we think it's safe to put him down.

Now, it's the first plan to get started!

Me, Andrew, Scarface, Jürgen (I don't know how this guy got up, but he shouldn't be Andrew's match anyway, and I didn't care too much.) Walking all the way to the center of the city, the shouts of the front line could already be heard very clearly, and there were more corpses along the way, and the stone slabs on the ground were red with blood, and the gaps between the stone slabs were filled with blood. At every crossroads, we could see barricades washed away by brute force, and corpses piled up like a hill, with Germanic mercenaries, mostly from the side of Bagoda.

"It seems that they know that Arecio is in the Doge's Palace, and who knows where to go." I looked at the mountain of corpses and said, "It's just that the casualties are really too big." ”

I had to step over a barricade, and the hardest part was the pile of corpses. Turning a corner of the road, the shouts of killing here were deafening, and our group finally saw the vanguard of the Bagunda troops, they were storming a barricade, this wooden platform was a man high, crowded with heavily armed Roman soldiers, they roared, holding pikes, and kept throwing them at the crowd at their feet, and the Bagunda elements were constantly winning the bid and falling, and the Bagunda soldiers were also fighting back with their spears, and the wooden platform had already been stained red with blood.