After a long circle, Luga finally returned to his camp, and when he returned to the camp in the evening, the thick smell of smoke in the air had dissipated most of it, and the siege engine, which had been fortunately completed for two months, was now only a pile of ashes. The soldier in charge of the burning was long gone, probably going back to pack his equipment and preparing to board the ship and leave.

Looking at the ashes, Luga said nothing, as if relieved. But somehow, his feet were like nails, and he wanted to leave, but he couldn't move, because the sorrow was still secretly at work, and Luga felt that it would take a long time for him to calm down. It turned out that the body was honestly unwilling to leave, so he simply stood for a while, anyway, there was time, and Lu Jia could empty himself as much as possible.

"Luga! Luga! Before he could calm himself, a rush of footsteps brought Luga back to his senses, and he turned to see Andrew hurrying all the way to his senses.

"Luga, where have you gone?" Andrew was panting, and it seemed that he had put a lot of effort into finding the "lost" Luga.

"I'm just going around, Andrew." Seeing that Andrew could barely run anymore, Luga couldn't help but explain apologetically: "I just want to walk around and take a final look at the scenery here, after all, we may not be able to come back in this life." ”

Touching the scene, Luga's words made Andrew stunned, and Luga quickly closed his mouth, he was afraid that if he continued to talk about it, he would arouse the deepest emotional side of his heart.

"Oh, yes!"

Andrew hurriedly said that it seemed that he was not looking for Luga just because Luga was missing, and he continued: "The two senators in charge of negotiating with Gaisaric have completed their mission. ”

"So fast?" Luga was surprised, what kind of pressure could make Gaisaric agree to the Senate's negotiations so quickly, just after a nap and a walk around? Or in what sense did the Senate make a compromise?

"What kind of consensus did they reach?" Luga asked, and couldn't help but say in a mocking tone: "Isn't it the way that the Senate ceded some piece of land to Gaisarik and then demanded to be restored to its original suzerainty, or is it begging for peace every year?" ”

"No, you're wrong, Luga!" Andrew shook his head firmly, and then said: "It was Gaisaric who made a concession to let his son Huneric go to Rome as a hostage, and return the two provinces of Caesarea and Numidia, which are located in the south of Iberia and bordering the provinces of Africa, and pay tribute to Rome every year. Andrew nodded as he spoke, it seemed that he was still very satisfied with the result, but in Luga's opinion, it was just a delaying tactic by Gaisarik.

"That's no better than taking Carthage!" Luga shrugged his shoulders when he heard this, but he was helpless, and there was no other way but to accept this fact for now.

"What about the old generals?" After a brief pause, Luga asked.

"Now His Excellency Hermanus is arranging for the army to leave in order, and today the regiment of His Excellency Areobindes has left, followed by His Excellency Anlasis. He arranged for a fleet to escort the senators of the Senate and Gaisaric to Rome. ”

"Okay, let's go one by one." Luga shook his head helplessly, and then asked, "So, when are we leaving?" ”

"Three days later." Andrew replied.

"Thankfully, the Vandals won't attack us anymore, as long as Gaisaric still loves his son." Luga's words were purely self-consoling, and he was not sure if the Vandals would change their minds and send troops to seal them down while their army was weakening.

"Andrew," said Luga, "order all the men of the Ninth Legion to be ready for battle at all times during these three days, and to be ready for battle before we leave land!" Still uneasy, Luga turned around and walked into the tent. When I approached the tent, I saw a guy sitting in the doorway standing up as if startled. This also startled Luga, and when he looked at it, it made Luga breathe a sigh of relief and said, "Berialiu, why are you here?" Shouldn't you join your father in helping him transport the army? ”

"No!" Berialiu shook his head firmly and said to Luga: "I plan to follow you, and I won't be able to do anything when I go back!" Hearing Sebastianus say that you don't plan to go back, I expect to have a fight with you, and I still have a fleet under your command, so I can't leave you anyway, at least for now. ”

"Oh my God." Luga smiled, and he didn't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing to hear such news, but after all, Berialius was the only son of His Excellency Hermanus, and if something went wrong, he had no way to explain it to Hermanus. So Lu Jia had to refuse: "Didn't you sneak away and hide it from your father." ”

"Don't worry about this!" Berialius waved his hand at Luga and said, "This is my own idea, not even God can shake me!" ”

"I must have taken the wrong medicine, and I forgot even about the naval battle two months ago." Lu Jia shook his head again and again, not knowing what to say to the guy in front of him who didn't remember to eat or fight. "Friend, war is really not fun!"

"I'm a Roman!" Berialiu pointed to himself and looked at Luga with a serious look on his face and retorted: "The Romans are not afraid of battle and death at all! As long as the glory of the empire can be maintained, death will be supremely glorious! ”

"Where does this fallacy come from?" Facing the vigorous Berialiu, Luga was about to give in completely, he didn't know how to persuade this guy, after all, the Eastern Empire was different from the Western Empire.

"Please. Just let me join you! Berialius seemed to be sincere, and he looked like he was about to cry.

"Berialiu." Andrew opened his mouth, and he said, "Luga is doing this for your own good, you are different from us. ”

"Alright then, Berialiu!" Luga pretended to be serious and looked at Berialiu and said, "Since you have to join us, then I must also remind you!" If you don't obey the command, then don't blame me for not reminding you, I can only send you back to your dear old father! If you're scared on the battlefield and want to run away, don't blame me for not recognizing people with my sword. ”

"Yes!" This condition made Beria say yes, and a smile reappeared on his face.

"Okay, let's go back." Luga waved at him. Berialius bounced away like a child.

"Luga, is this really possible?" Andrew was still a little uneasy, "After all, he is the son of a naval commander." ”

"Let's just put him here!" Lu Jia shook his head and said, "Since he wants to make a career so much, it's always good to have one more helper." ”

After three days of fear, with nothing to do in the barracks, it was time for Luga and his Ninth Legion to get on board.

Standing at the bow of the ship, Luga looked back at the city of Carthage for the last time, where the Vandals had begun to dismantle the makeshift fortifications on the walls.

"Peace ......"

Luga muttered one last word, then turned and boarded the ship.