"Whew..."

Urding woke up from the nightmare, to be precise, it should be the previous Ye Feng, the man who was high up, the worshiped Ye Feng, had fallen off the altar. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Like those emerging forces, it is as ephemeral as a meteor.

Uldin's common name is a tribute to the person he knew, and it is also a kind of new life for him.

Six years ago, when "Uldin" came to Constantinople in high spirits, he was followed by an army like a black cloud.

At first, the morale of the army was high, but in the long and bloody war, one defeat after another, and in the last decisive battle that was doomed, "Uldin" fled in disarray.

He had no other strength except for a hundred light horsemen, and after that people kept leaving him, and by three years ago, no one had left him, a total of 61 men, and he had become a bandit in the remote areas of Eastern Rome.

The "Protestantism" established by Uldinta collapsed, and the barbarians and Huns resumed their traditions, although the changes were still vaguely remaining, but in the past six years, they have become weaker and weaker.

Only his simple and practical technology has been preserved and developed.

"Captain, are you awake?" An old and dignified Hun walked in solemnly and handed Uldin a bowl of water.

Uldin wiped the cold sweat off his face and said for the rest of his life: "I had a nightmare..."

He looked up at Charaton, a former "traitor" who was now the most loyal retinue, and the sword left a deep "medal" on his face.

Ulding in Cold Blood: "Has he come to hunt me again? The Last Roman? Hum! I'm afraid that when I die, he will also go to hell! ”

"No, he is dead, and I have only received the news this morning, and I guess Marcian has executed him since he stopped pursuing you three years ago and returned to Constantinople to report on his duties."

Chalaton was still expressionless, as if he was saying something that had nothing to do with him.

Uldin scoffed.

Uldin: "Marcian, Caesar? It is estimated that his Caesar also came to an end a few years ago, I don't know which stupid Caesar is now? ”

Uldin now had no news of his own kingdom, but he knew that the little country was gone, and that its inhabitants were either slaughtered or turned into slaves.

Uldin glanced at Charaton and fell silent.

Charaton waited for a while and said, "We now have 61 free brothers, and the exile can be over. The cowardly barbarian chiefs, the Eastern and Western Roman emperors, and other enemies, have forgotten our existence. ”

Uldin smirked, "Of course, we have been hiding ourselves to escape pursuit, and our enemies are jealous of our talents. Fear our talents. ”

Charaton glared at Uldin, and said in a low voice, "My captain, it is your 'your' talent, 'your' talent! We are just ordinary people who are implicated by 'you'! ”

Ulding angrily said, "Yes! Be! It's me! Bitch raised Romans, the last! Noble ! Yellow-bellied! Roman! I don't understand why he's chasing me like a male dog who drinks a gallon of aphrodisiacs! Swear to all the gods, including the Romans carpenter god who did carpentry! ”

Charaton smirked lewdly, "Maybe he likes."

Uldin slapped the table and said, "He likes me? Does he like this one of mine? ”

Uldin pointed underneath himself.

Chalatun reinstated the "zombie face".

He said, "Ah, our ruthless, calm, mysterious 'Apostles' did not expect that you too had an ordinary side."

There was no change in the tone of Chalatun's voice, the content of the ordinary aria, the thick mockery.

Uldin's face was gloomy and he said, "Zaraton, if you mention that word again, I will let you enjoy the love that the Roman male dog craves!"

Charaton : "Ahem... Dear captain, this is not the time for small talk, it is necessary to plan. ”

Uldin: "Well, calm and brave Charathon, my sense of honor does not allow me to be depressed here. After six years of exile and fugitive, I was about to become a migrating livestock, and this life was meaningless, and if it weren't for today, I would have died six years ago. ”

Chalatong thumped his chest, still expressionless, but there was a hint of a look in the corner of his eyes that he had just entered the door.

Sixty-one light horsemen lined up in a neat phalanx, with Charaton in the center of the first row of the phalanx, and to his left there was a vacant spot, which was Uldin's.

The cavalrymen were not very pretty, and their outfits were not fashionable and tattered.

The phalanx was dreary, but not the kind of lifeless, but a restless, sultry, murderous atmosphere.

Despite the soldiers' efforts to keep their clothes and weapons clean, a faint red color had seeped into the gaps in their shields.

They were waiting for Uldin, and Uldin was waiting for them.

There is no difference between the attire of Uldin and the soldiers, and on the battlefield, it is not a good thing to be conspicuous.

Uldin: "Warriors! It's been six years ! We are still like wild dogs, eating scraps and cold fire, how long will this kind of life pass! ”

He lifted his head, clenched the reins tightly, looked at the sky, and rode his horse to a one-eyed soldier.

He said: "Calm and desireless Budak, even a calm person like you is already angry by now!"

Budaq : "Roar! "

Uldin: "You may be the strongest soldiers I have ever seen in man! You are all the best! It's time for us to hunt the country! ”

He rode up to another soldier with a bearded face and a fierce face.

Uldin : "Wrestling with the bull of Baturu! Even the legendary giant elephant doesn't have as much power as you! You can throw a bull like a javelin to a hundred meters with one hand!

Would you like to live like a mouse? Like a group of thieves, blushing with excitement just because they occasionally steal a few pieces of bread? ”

Baturu : "No! "

Urdin came to the third soldier and said: "Glory to Camo! Your brave father, who once hunted the 'lamb' like a lion, and your loyal brother, swept away like a hurricane!

They all died honorably! Your noble birth has made the sun dim! ”

Camo : "Roar"

The soldiers' faces were flushed, they had all gone through so much together, and they stayed together, and there were only 61 people left. They all share a common desire, 'hunting'

Flags are flying in the wind, the noisy wind blows on people's faces, and among the dust, it is a high-speed moving 'meat grinder'.

Burning villages, the sound of wailing.

For officials, it was a nuisance, because it meant less tax, but nothing more.

The situation is unstable, and no one cares about the villages and towns in the remote areas of the country, after all, the whole country is in a serious crisis.

Except for the barbarian attack, there was nothing to worry the officials about, and the occasional destruction of a few villages and towns by the rampant bandits was not a big deal.