The red flag swayed in the air, and the yellow tent below was neatly erected there, looking sturdy and clean.

Andy drove the earth-shattering car with a puff of dust from a distance, attracting a pack of wild dogs to get closer, and finally stopped not far from the camp.

He wanted to get out of the car and kill the wild dogs that were still chasing him, but when he turned around, he found that those wild dogs were unwilling to approach the area, and after careful inspection, he found that there were many fires around, and there seemed to be something added to the fires, which made the wild dogs turn around and leave.

Due to the loud noise, several legionnaires had already run out of their tents.

Andy looked over, it was the first time he had seen a member of Caesar's Legion.

The soldiers wore black leather boots, a kind of red cloth jacket, and under the waist what looked like little black skirts....

Most legionnaires appear to have their hair shaved on both sides, leaving a narrow strip in the middle, but this one is very long, not scattered to the sides, but neatly combed back.

Some also wore a piece of underwear made of some kind of black soft cloth on their upper body, and some armor on their shoulders and chest and abdomen.

It's the kind of thing Andy has the impression that it seems to be something worn by rugby players, although this old-world sport is not continued now.

They were silent and on guard, without the fierce roar of the marauders, nor the fearful vigilance of the ordinary wastelanders, everyone was a muscular and energetic warrior.

Many had drawn their machetes or drawn their throwing spears, and at the back of the crowd stood a guy wearing black goggles with a strange ring of feathers on his head, and he was also holding a lever rifle.

As Andy got closer and closer, a legionnaire with a fierce face and a scar on his face stepped forward.

"Stop, Discord, this is not a place for you to trespass."

He raised his hand and stretched out his machete, the tip of which was pointed at Andy.

Andy swept around the people around him, no one retreated or was distracted, this was a group of people with extremely high quality who had experienced a lot of battles... Especially the guy standing in the distance with a lever rifle, his indifferent gaze almost leaked through the goggles, and the silver-white lever rifle in his hand seemed to be ready to open his skull at any moment.

Swinging for a while between firing and mouth cannon .... It feels like it's more troublesome to do it directly.

"Hmm... I want to talk to you guys. ”

Andy began to try to negotiate.

"We have nothing to talk to about the Discord, go away!"

The other party indifferently refused.

"Actually, I want to talk to you about the slave trade, I'm in the mule business."

Andy begins a second attempt at negotiations.

"We're leaving soon, we have no plans to do business, let's wait for next year, go away!"

The other party also refused indifferently for the second time.

Andy's eyes flickered, it seems that these people will not pay attention to "outsiders"... The disorder probably means that.

"Hmm... Actually, I'm from the Blackfoot tribe. ”

Andy made a third attempt at negotiation.

This time, the soldier who stopped Andy had obvious mood swings, although he controlled it.

"Really? What proof do you have? ”

Andy scratches his head and pulls out the machete that Kroger gave him, while bragging that he is a good friend of Kuresu, and this time she recommended himself to come over.

The soldier hesitated a little, and he turned to the guy with a rifle with a feather on his head in the distance, and whispered about it.

The man looked at Andy for a moment, then explained to the other soldiers, and then turned around and walked into the largest tent.

The legionnaire walked back to Andy.

"Don't move, whether you can come in depends on what the standard-bearer means..."

As he spoke, he glanced left and right, and suddenly asked Andy softly.

"Is the village okay now?"

"Very nice.... It's very different, it's getting better and better. ”

Andy said this, thinking that Kurisu had decided not to continue to pay the annual tribute to the legion, and it was estimated that this group of guys would be deflated by Blackfoot in the future, but that was none of his business, it was already the next year.

The legionnaire looked a little relieved, and wanted to say something, but then he restrained himself, and just stood by in silence, like a flagpole.

The same was true of the other legionnaires, all of whom were as unwavering as robots until they received the order.

This embodies something that Andy rarely sees....

One, discipline.

The soldier with a gun who had gone into the tent before came back, and he walked straight up to Andy, making Andy feel a huge oppressive force.... This feeling is indescribable, as if there is an invisible, dazzling light on the other person.

"Ah, Ave, loyal to Kaisar, Micus, Lord Terrance has allowed you to come and visit, come with me."

The other party couldn't help but start leading the way, and Andy couldn't ask the other party what those strange words meant, it was unheard of....

The two walked briskly towards the big tent, during which the other party did not say a word superfluously.

Upon entering the large tent, Andy saw a comfortable chair with a ..... sitting on it Shorty?

He looked like a young man, but he was very short, and he looked like a child if he didn't look at his face. He wore a fox scalp straw hat on his head, and several ghostly things that looked like metal plates hung from his body, whether they were some kind of special armor or decoration.

"Ah, hey, loyal to Caesar, Lord Terrance Standard-bearer, I've brought him here."

He raised one arm and said with his fingers stretched out in a salute.

The little man glanced up and nodded perfunctorily.

"Ah, hey, you go down, Captain Cruz." Terrance stepped out of his chair and walked around Andy twice with his hands behind his back.

"You look pretty tall.... Is this trying to show off? ”

Andy looked at the little man a little speechlessly, the metal plates that were hanging from him jingling as he walked.

"Uh... No. ”

The dwarf nodded, and then slammed his fist on the table, and the arm was so thick that it nearly flipped the heavy wooden table to the ground.

"And what are you still doing there? Yes? ”

Andy was taken aback and quickly found a chair to sit down.

Terrance sat back in his high chair satisfied, this time looking down on Andy.

"Ahh Cruz and I said that you are an amicus from the Blackfoot tribe, and in that case, we can talk... What do you have to say about you coming here to find my Great Legion Banner Bearer, Terrance? ”

Andy touched his chin and threw out a small question that had been there for a long time.

"That's... Lord Terrance, may I ask what you mean by Ahhhh ”

Terrance grinned.

"Don't you even know this.... You are really lacking in education, and when Lord Caesar gives the order, I will let you all fall under this banner... Well, for the sake of respecting me, I'll tell you. Ah, hey, it's the words we use to say hello, amicus means friends and your own people, don't ask me this kind of question in the future! ”

After saying two words, he felt a little thirsty, so he banged on the table angrily.

"Bring me water!"

A female slave wearing tattered white clothes and a collar around her neck hurriedly crawled to bring the water, and Andy saw that her nose was blue and her face was swollen....

Terrance took a sip of water, then suddenly became furious and grabbed the leather whip on the table.

"Do you look down on me? Why is it so slow? It seems that you are not enough to train this lowly slave, so you have to beat it hard! ”

The poor female slave was beaten to the ground and dragged down by two legionnaires.

Andy's heart was pounding, the little man didn't treat the slave girl as a human at all.

Terrance seemed to be in a better mood after the fight.

"Haha, these stupid women are only right to be treated like this! I just like to beat them like this, otherwise they won't know their status, I have this power, hahahaha! ”

Looking at the little man in front of him who proved that he was a tough guy by beating women, Andy couldn't help but feel contempt and disgust... Judging by the behavior of the legionnaires, the man had developed a habit, and Andy was not even sure if it was a common thing to do in the place where they came.

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