The high-spirited Huns took their wagons and walked through every street of Ludinand, accompanied by Livy and other Roman soldiers. Today was destined to be a great harvest day for the victorious plunderers, and as dusk fell, there were fifteen wagons full of people's money parked at the gates, and I think they were the only remaining wealth of the city's civilians.

Even if the population complained deeply, the Huns did not care, because it was not part of their territory. As for the Romans, I don't think they care, I'm afraid they now think that Ludinand's people have only experienced slaughter and dare not speak out. I stood in front of the city gate, watched the Hun stand on the cart, grabbed the jewels one by one, spread out my palms, and let the valuable jewels fall from my fingernails. He smiled, his features twisted together, and half of his face was stained red by the twilight sun, which made his face even more exaggerated, because it was full of greed. I watched from afar, not moved by the loaded jewels, but disgusted by the greedy expression of the Huns and the groveling slave statues of the Romans beside him.

"Hey, Luga."

I was in a daze, and a sudden call startled me, and when I turned around, it turned out to be Andrew.

"As you wish, Luga," Andrew said with a long sigh as if he had lost something, and walked slowly to my side, looking at me, "I gave my mercenary money to the girl named Anai for the best doctor in the city. ”

"And what did the doctor say?"

"Ah," Andrew hesitated for a moment, then continued, "There is nothing too big a problem with people, it's just that the child in the womb is gone, I heard that it is the fiancé of that Anai, but now, I think his fiancé and the child who belong to them will have met." ”

"Alas, poor woman." I leaned against the crumbling wall, holding the broken iron sword of Spada, and from time to time I struck the solid rock that had been cast into the wall, making a crisp, rhythmic sound. Now, I'm worthless except for the chain mail on my body and the barbarian helmet on top of my head. This is the price of claiming that he thinks he is righteous, but fortunately he did not let himself be harmed.

"Hey, Luga, don't be so discouraged!"

Andrew tapped me on the shoulder with a relaxed face, and it seemed that his luck was not bad today.

"What's wrong, Andrew?" I asked, confused, "Could it be that some sexy Gallic girl on the road is courteous to you?" Or is there something else that will make you happy? ”

Andrew didn't speak, he looked at me seriously, and it was really hard to hide the joy on his face.

"Oh, Andrew, I really can't think of anything other than reinstating your damn military status to make you so ecstatic......" and so on, I suddenly remembered something, and quickly asked, "Andrew, where is the military flag?" ”

"Well, I gave it away!" Andrew spread his hands, and said it very lightly, you idiot! I secretly scolded in my heart, this Andrew, I thought I was kept in the dark, but in fact, I knew the general situation the moment I saw that there was no military flag, and if I couldn't get what he wanted, he wouldn't be separated from that military flag. Although he felt proud of himself, but the flag was gone, and my heart suddenly became empty, and now I was desperately thinking about whether Andrew's approach was right or wrong.

"Are you going to trade it for a military membership card?" I asked him tentatively, and until now I would rather believe that he had secretly hidden the banner and played a trick on me, and I would not believe that he had given it to Aetius! To my great disappointment, though, he nodded.

"Oh, Andrew, it's not fun at all!" I'm still not going to give up, what if this bastard is still challenging my heartbeat? No, I have to break the casserole and get to the end.

"Oh, Luga, what's going on, I was going to scare you, give it!" Andrew said, poked out a lead plate tied with rope from his trouser pocket, handed it to my palm of the upward outstretched hand, and said, "This is your military card, we finally got out!" ”

Andrew took his hand, and the small lead plate lay quietly in the palm of my hand, and through the light of the setting sun, my name was roughly carved on it: Aurius. Luga, on the other side of the lead plaque is carved another string of Latin letters: Fourteenth, Twin Legion, representing now that I have changed from a mercenary to a soldier of the Twin Legion.

"The commander who issued the military card said that we will report to the Twin Legion tomorrow." Andrew looked so excited, I really couldn't understand what he was happy about, it was just a proof of military status.

"So, what about the flag?"

I asked him here.

"Oh, Luga, I wonder if God covered your ears, didn't I tell you, the officer said to exchange this military card with me, and I gave it to the officer!"

"What?" I couldn't believe my ears, and I looked at him, and my voice rose more than an octave: "You mean, you gave the banner of the legion to the Roman officer who issued the military card?" ”

"Oh, Luga, why are you so nervous!" Andrew looked at me puzzled and said, "Aren't we working so hard just to get that military flag back for our military status?" You see! Andrew showed me his military card, "We've been reinstated, so what do we need that thing for?" ”

"This thing," I asked him softly, holding up my badge, "how much is it worth to make you so eager to get it?" ”

"House, money, land!" Andrew seemed to see my dissatisfaction, his original smiling face was gone, replaced by seriousness, and said word by word: "I used to be in the Gemina Army, and I have accumulated enough land and house for myself by military merit, do you know where? In Milan! In Milan, the capital of the Empire! It's safe enough that even if I'm wounded and retired, I can go back there to grow wheat and be able to feed myself, but there is a premise here that I have to reinstate my military status! So that I can get my land and not let it fall for nothing! Fuck the war, fuck defend the country, Luga, Rome is great! The Empire won't collapse so easily! ”

"Oh, it turns out that the so-called glory in your mouth is the field that defends your crops, right?" I smiled wryly and shook my head, it really felt like I was in a dream, I didn't expect Andrew, who used to be full of glory and legions, to become so strange this time.

I turned my head and saw that the fifteen carriages had been handed over, and under the escort of the Huns, they were gradually moving away along the overgrown road towards the slowly setting sun.

Could it be that the soldiers of the true Patriot of the Roman Empire have shed their last drop of blood? What the hell is wrong with this empire? Everyone is thinking about their own future, and no one is willing to think about reviving the lost glory of the empire, and fighting for the sake of making their lives better. So who exactly will protect this country, the civilians of this country?