"It's you, Arecio." The corners of Aetius' mouth grinned, revealing his surprise inadvertently.

A person who thought he was dead suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and it was in the way of his own business. Such astonishment could not have been greater than the heavenly immortal descending from heaven in front of him, and then stretching out his holy finger and tapping it lightly on his forehead.

"I thought you died in the riot of the Agrippyna, but now it seems that God did not want you to go to him so early." Etius's magnificence is ironic, he wishes his eyes had been spent for a while, and then rubbing his eyes to see this guy who didn't have a heart with him.

Arecio was still the same as he had been many years ago, and the years of wandering with his head held high didn't seem to ease his pride a little.

"Thanks to you, Lord Aetius." Arecio bowed slightly to Aetius, but there was not a smile or anything else on his face. "I'm still alive, maybe the Grim Reaper doesn't like me, so he doesn't want me to go to his realm to disturb him, of course, my chatter is not because of Your Excellency, if Your Excellency is not dead, I will not be reconciled."

"Alright! Well, what an incredible day. Aetius raised his hands, his expression softened, his words still mocking.

For this former treasurer, who had lost everything, he felt that he no longer needed to retain any aristocratic courtesy upbringing. On the contrary, simple and straightforward words are far more valuable than so-called flattery full of empty words.

"First the aggressiveness of a traitor, then the long-dead guy came to me, oh my God, nothing could be worse." Aetius chuckled, there was more helplessness in his smile, the large number of Praetorian Guards behind Arecio, and the officer who seemed to be the commander, his position should be Litollio's, but why Litollo was not there, this really made him wonder.

"Watch your words, Lord Aetius." The officer beside Arecio spoke, "He's a treasurer now, not an ordinary nobleman!" ”

"What? Treasurer? Oh my God, am I going back a dozen years? Oh my God, I need help, tell me how many years is the age of Holy Jesus? ”

Such ironic words were only laughed by a group of generals behind him, well, in fact, it was not funny.

Aetius retracted his smile, and a great sense of annoyance welled up in his heart, it seemed that Litollo had failed again, and this old bastard had never satisfied him!

Aetius smiled bitterly in his heart, but on the surface he still showed that he was very calm, as if leading such a large army was a tour group, coming to the Italian region for sightseeing and visiting the ancient times.

"You weren't supposed to be here, Lord Aetius." Arecio pointed to the wall-like formation behind him, "See, this is the attitude of Rome towards you now." ”

"Where the hell did Litollo die?" Aetius thought to himself that at the moment he could not say that with a wave of his hand he would let 20,000 people step on the Romans who did not understand the current situation.

It seems that Litollio is unreliable, he has to act on his own, although he does not have the support of the Praetorian Guard and the Central Field Army, but he still has 20,000 troops, and I believe that as long as he breaks through Luna, he will regain the power to dispatch troops in Italy and other places.

"It's too late to wait, what's going on in this world?" Aetius felt as if he had gone back to the days when he had fought against Bernifas more than a decade ago, but despite his greater power, he had no firm and powerful allies. So he's playing a weak role in the whole process, and he has to change that!

"Damn it, Arecio!" Aetius said viciously: "It is true that God overstepped you from sparing, but I have to stand up and correct God's small mistake in you!" ”

As he spoke, he raised his right hand, and the generals and nearby soldiers behind him all puffed up their chests and clenched their weapons, and everyone realized that this was an order for an imminent attack.

"Your Excellency the Treasurer!" Verus said in a deep voice: "Aetius may attack at any time, let's retreat to the city!" ”

In response to Verus's proposal, Arecio shook his head and explained, "Just let him come, he should know what the consequences will be if he waves his hand!" ”

As Arecio had said, Aetius didn't put his raised right hand down decisively, because Aetius realized that recklessness would only make the situation worse, or that attacking was the only way to get through here.

But he couldn't do that, because the Romans who were in his way at the moment were not ordinary armies, they were all Praetorian Guards of the Purple Chamber, in other words, many of them were the sons of senators. These guys are worth as much as the fine armor they wear.

Launching an attack means the beginning of war, war means bloodshed and death, and the death of civilian soldiers can be comforted by pensions, but the children of the nobles died in this confrontation, died in foreign enemies, died in civil strife, and Aetius became the sinners in this conflict.

Such a consequence would be tantamount to putting himself in the crosshairs of the public, and then he would not be able to stop all criticism unless he defeated not only Luga but all the nobles who could resist him in western Rome.

However, this can only be done by replacing Valentinian, who is behind Theodosius II, who can only sit back and indiscriminately withhold the title of "traitor" to Luga.

The consequences are something he can't afford, and Aetius knows it all too well, now is not the time to completely tear his face, he can't act recklessly for this!

Aetius mentally reminded himself over and over again, trying to keep himself calm.

When Therius saw Aetius put down his hands thoughtfully, he knew that he had something to hide, but the Aresio in front of him was blocking the way, and it became a question of whether to go forward or go back, so he hurriedly leaned over and asked, "My lord, what shall we do?" ”

"Let's go around and tell the soldiers that the rear team will be changed to the front team, and we will go to Bologna first, and then go to Florence."

After speaking, Aetius looked at Arecio in front of him, his eyes were cold, faintly mixed with anger and hatred, this bastard who ruined his big things, no matter how you say it, is unforgivable!

"You're going to lose to me a second time, Arecio!" Aetius said in his heart.