"I'm a warrior, not a bandit!" Diego said it over and over again in his heart, but the words kept repeating in his ears, and he remembered that night, and he remembered that haughty, disdainful look.

These things that were enough to make him crazy were vivid and clear in his ears, that is, a hand with long claws held his heart tightly, and then one by one the past was like sharp nails on the claws, mercilessly, stabbed into his heart, making Diego feel painful.

The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became, like the hand that kept kneading his heart, his left hand covering his chest, the more uncomfortable he became, the more angry he became, and he wished that he would make Gesaric pay. He had tried to kill Gaisarik more than once, most recently by stabbing him in the heart with a dagger he had hidden. It's just that Gaisarik turned back abruptly at that time, so he didn't continue, but fortunately, Gaisarik didn't find any clues, otherwise he really wouldn't have gotten such an opportunity.

"Do you want to kill him?" Luga asked Diego, "If you want to kill him, then, behind his back, where you see him where he is most vulnerable, attack him, and then, kill him!" ”

It was a clear path, at least the one Luga had pointed at him, and Diego looked in the direction Luga's finger pointed, only to see the Vandals attacking Matteorius from afar, and they couldn't wait to swallow up the small army of 3,000 men.

"Stop! Stop it! The infantry were still frantically fighting each other, inseparable, at this time Diego raised his arms and shouted, he really still had the appeal, under the word of mouth of the soldiers, the order was quickly conveyed, and the entire Alain army was stopped under Diego's order.

"What guarantees do you take?" When the whole army was quiet, Diego turned around and asked Luga, "You are vulnerable now, the attack is completely suicidal, besides, why do you believe me and think that I will cooperate with you instead of killing you?" ”

"With your hatred of Gaisarik, Diego." Luga puffed out his chest and looked fearless, "You will get everything you want, what land, or dignity, yes, you can get everything." Don't forget, how Gaisaric treats you, you can't take his place, but you can protect yourself"

Diego was silent, but Luga could hear a trembling factor in his voice, and yes, he was moved. But he was still very nervous, after all, he didn't want to be as stupid as he had been, if the greatest enemy of the Romans was defeated, would he be next?

"You, after the war is over, no, I'll let you go after we've got what we want!" Diego pretended to be calm and said viciously.

"As you wish, Lord Diego." Luga saluted him slightly, and then beckoned Andrew behind him: "I can't leave my friend now, now you come to regroup the legion and follow in the footsteps of the Alans." Then Luga turned to look at Diego in front of him, "Then let me see your sincerity, Your Excellency Diego, after all, you will help each other and succeed, and your Excellency will be Augustus's most loyal and valued ally." ”

"Then we have to say in advance what you plan to do to impress my heart."

"Okay, okay!" Luga shook his head helplessly, pointed in the direction of the west, and then said to Diego: "From Maraca to Córdoba all the way to the west, the place where you see the endless ocean is your land to the south, of course, not only that, but also the land illegally occupied by the Suebi, as long as you take it back, we will contribute money and efforts for Your Excellency, wherever you go, it will be your land." I mean, of course, as much land as you can take from the land occupied by the Suebi and Goths. ”

"As you wish." Diego knew that Luga was killing people with a knife like this, and he was using himself, but the benefits were self-evident, and such a generous reward was much better than Gaisarik's taunting from time to time for not giving anything. Diego was also worried, after all, he was weak at this time, he had tried to kill Gaisarik many times, but fortunately he didn't see it or didn't care about it.

This time he intends to end the battle openly, after all, the strength of the Romans plus his own ability! He turned around, raised his weapon, and shouted to the soldiers behind him, "Now that I have made a pact with the Romans, we will have enough land for us to gallop on, as long as we can defeat the perfidious, to feed our remaining people!" ”

"Whew!"

The Alans raised their weapons aloft their weapons, shouted loudly, and rushed after Diego towards the Vandals' backs.

"Huh? Diego actually routed the Romans? Hearing the shouts of the Alans, Gaisaric felt a little incredulous in his heart, and he thought to himself: It seems that this Diego is also a guy with some ability, if this war allows the Alans to see his ability, then my situation will be a little precarious.

Thinking about it, a cold light flashed in Gaisarik's eyes, but it disappeared without a trace in an instant. "No, at least they're still friends."

"Where are our soldiers, where are our soldiers?" After a fierce fight, the three thousand mercenary soldiers under the command of Matteolius killed the bloody people, and the blood flowed all over their bodies, they were panting, their hands and feet were filled with lead, and they were able to resist the endless stream of Vandals in front of them.

However, when they heard the roar of the Alans behind the Vandal people, they roughly understood in their hearts that Luga must have fallen into a state of decline, and seeing that the victory was slim, the morale of the soldiers was extremely low for a while.

"Where are our soldiers, our soldiers!"

The soldiers kept shouting and retreating, seeing that their battle line was getting smaller and smaller, and Matteorius was also anxious.

"Luga, Luga! You damn thing! Matteorius cursed inwardly, and he remounted his horse, ready for a rout.

"Hey, welcome, my friends!"

The follow-up troops of the Vandals turned around and saw the Alans running towards them, because they were friendly troops, they naturally laid down their weapons and raised their hands to welcome, but as they got closer, they found that the Alans did not have a smile on their faces, and they all stared at the red eyes, which were mixed with the Romans.

"What's going on?" The Vandals had doubts in their hearts, but at the last moment, hordes of Alan cavalry charged, and they slammed away the Vandals' array with their galloping horses. Raising their weapons and roaring, the Vandals slaughtered the Vandals who had not had time to take up their arms.

"The Alans have betrayed! The Alans have betrayed! The Vandal's exclamation soon reached Gaisarik's ears, and he turned back in surprise to see the Alans raising their arms to slaughter the Vandals who were scurrying with their heads in their arms.

"Diego! Damn it, you traitor! Gaisaric shouted angrily, but to no avail, such a shout could not stop the Alans from killing.

"Romans! Advance! Advance! Andrew commanded hordes of Roman soldiers like a thick wall, rumbling into the Vandals, who were already in disarray, they could not tell who was the enemy, and they were only defeated in the face of the Romans.

"Woo-woo-"

The horn of the Romans attacked, not only the Vandals, but even Matteorius's face was full of surprise, only to see the Vandals in front of him stop the attack, turn their weapons to their backs, and it seems that the rear is ambushed.

"Haha, Luga, I'll just say, I'll say!" Laughing insolently, Matteolius jumped off his horse, drew his iron sword and walked to the front row, "See? Our soldiers are there, and they will attack with him! ”

"Whew!"

The soldiers under Matteorius roared, like hungry wolves, and slammed their shields forward and slammed into the Vandal army that had stopped attacking them.