"Here we go! Here we go! ”

The surrounding courtiers waited and watched, and the supporters of Aetius wept even more excitedly, believing that Aetius, the "protector of the country", was the one who could turn the tide in this troubled era. After all, in the war of famous generals, only Aetius survived. It is not difficult to believe that a person who can survive the survival of the fittest is naturally the best, after all, these old and knowledgeable guys can know that the magnificent landscape of the vast Hun army that came only for the war more than ten years ago.

"I can't wait to see the gladiatorial fight, I really don't know if all this time has passed, and those old guys from the past don't know if they can still pick up the weapons in their hands." The officers not far away from Luga already knew the outcome of the incident, so they complained boredly and began to discuss the next gladiatorial match in private.

"Oh, don't be discouraged, my friends, and don't forget, this is a gathering of warriors from all over Rome, and the old ones are still new. It's always a feast for our eyes! ”

"Hey, these so-called gladiators, far from our soldiers, I really don't know why so many ignorant young people worship them. If I could, I really wanted them to see our martial arts skills, and they would definitely die unexplained. ”

The controversy of these men was not a matter of concern to Luga, and they did not take their eyes off Augustus Valentinian III for a moment.

"If not my loyal defenders!" Augustus Valentinian III let go of Richia's hand, opened his arms to Aetius, and said, "Come, embrace Augustus, just as you did at the beginning." ”

Aetius naturally smiled and agreed to Augustus' small request to Valentinian, and he stepped forward to hug Valentinian, proving his loyalty and friendliness to Augustus.

Yes, everything was as harmonious as imagined, and the people began to cheer for this once-in-a-lifetime spectacle.

"Yes, give it to me, and let me protect you." Aetius and Augustus Valentinian III hugged each other tightly, and when they let go, they looked at each other and smiled, but Aetius was still calm, he could see that all this was just a formality. He couldn't wait to get what he wanted, and he didn't hesitate to ask for it from the Valentinian boy. By this time, he hastily fell to his knees, waiting for Augustus Valentinian's consecration.

"Oh yes yes!"

How dare Valentinian disobey Aetius, although as Augustus, he hurriedly took the scepter of the captain from the hands of the retinue behind him. He solemnly handed it into the hands of Aetius, and took one from the crown of two laurel branches that lay on the tray in the hands of his attendants, and put it on the top of Aetius's head.

"In the name of God and the people of Rome, you have been appointed commander of the Roman army, and I hope that you will faithfully do your best for the safety of Rome and live up to God's expectations." At the end of the short sentence, Valentinian III also said: "I heard that the Senate has made you the protector of the country, I think this is far from enough, and this does not reflect your efforts to the Purple Chamber. He stroked his chin and pondered for a moment, then said to Aetius, "They call you the Lord Protector, and I call you the Imperial Shield!" ”

The shield of the imperial family, a well-known name, although Aetius listened to it, his face was silent, but his heart was already full of joy. He originally thought that the Purple Chamber, especially Augustus Valentinian, would definitely resent himself for taking a lot of his rights and hold a grudge, but according to Valentinian's current performance, he didn't care at all, on the contrary, he was grateful, in order to make Aetius happy in his heart, because his hard work was finally seen by Augustus.

Wearing a laurel wreath and a scepter in hand, he was now the commander of the army above ten thousand under one man, and who else could stop his steps and plans.

"I'm not Stilico, I'm Aetius, I'm stronger, I'm unparalleled!" He said this to himself in his heart, and slowly got up, but inadvertently, he saw that the attendant behind Augustus Valentinian had a scepter and laurel in his hand exactly like him.

"What's going on?" Aetius muttered to himself, how far away such a guess could be from the real answer, Aetius was not willing to waste time guessing. So he asked Augustus Valentinian III bluntly, "Why, Caesar, do you also want a set of this in your hand?" ”

"You say this?" Valentinian looked back at the scepter and laurel wreath and suddenly remembered something, holding his forehead and smiling, "Thank you for reminding me, I almost forgot about it, and I want to reward another person." ”

"Oh?" Aetius was curious, for he did not believe that there was anyone else in the country who could do more than him, but he was the only remaining Roman great man after Honorius.

"You're all too familiar with that guy, and of course, he's totally worthy of this!"

After saying that, Augustus Valentinian III turned around and picked up the scepter and searched around, but he did not see Luga in the crowd, because Luga was standing in the crowd of field army commanders, but Valentinian III was looking for the empty seat of the army group commander.

"Hey, Augustus is looking for you!"

John. Antiochus whispered to Luga, and he kept urging, grabbing Luga's arm and dragging Luga outward.

"Hey, hey, don't say that." Luga struggled, constantly reminding Jean John. Antioch shut up, his heart didn't expect that he would receive such a big reward, as long as he changed his position and walked to the position of the commander of the group army and gave him a chair, so that he could breathe in the fresh air there.

"Oh, my faithful fellow, so you're here!" Finally, Valentinian III saw from the commotion of the crowd that he had been killed by John. Luga, dragged out by Antiochus, he hurriedly walked forward with his entourage and hugged Luga, who had not yet stood still, and said, "Hey, where have you run, you are also a member of the protagonist of this conference." ”

“……”

Before Luga knew what to say, Augustus Valentinian III shoved the scepter into his arms under the wide eyes of Aetius, and whispered to Luga: "Hey, that's what my mother meant, do you want to disobey my mother?" ”

Luga could not bear such a threat, and he hurriedly fell to his knees and asked Augustus Valentinian III to put a laurel crown on him.

"From today onwards, I will call you the spear of the imperial family, and use the name to praise your great military exploits." Augustus Valentinian III said unhurriedly.

There was no cheering in the room, and there was silence as if no one was there.