"Enough is enough, enough is enough for you damn beasts!"

In the midst of the melee, only a roar was heard, which instantly suppressed the entire noisy battle scene.

Both the Vandals and the Romans stopped fighting, and everyone looked back in the direction from which the roar had come.

Only Pope Leo was seen, dressed in a splendid robe, with a holy appearance and a sharp sword in his hand, which was placed on the neck of Huenerik, the eldest son of Gaisarik.

"Oh damn it, stop, stop!"

The Vandals were terrified, and they still understood that even such a gorgeous fellow himself was in battle, and the creature he was captive with such chains must be a very important figure.

"Now, you tell them!" I'm afraid that I haven't experienced such a bloody scene before, and it is really commendable that the Pope can come here to block Luga's face.

Leo, who had always held the scepter of God's mercy and fraternity, suddenly picked up the iron sword that represented the killing, Leo's palms were sweating, and his arms were trembling, but he still persevered, and slowly approached the attacking Vandals under the protection of the Holy See guards.

The slightly trembling subway sword looked so weak and deadly, and the coerced Hunerik had already turned pale with fright, his crotch was still dripping, and every step was so difficult.

There was a subtle smell in the air, but no one cared, after all, anything disgusting could happen on the battlefield.

Leo caught a glimpse of the blood-stained eagle banner standing diagonally in the pile of corpses, and the hand holding the eagle banner that was also red with blood.

His heart sank, as if he had been struck hard by God's fingers.

Flavis. Luga is indeed a stubborn fellow, as he said, a person cannot avoid death, but he can choose how to die.

Obviously, Flavies. Luga, the invincible victorious king, eventually fell on the battlefield, though none of this was his fault.

"Luga......" Leo sighed lightly, and his sadness strengthened his courage to fight, after all, Augustus "fought to the death" It is natural common sense and morality to stand up as a pope.

Leo swallowed a mouthful of saliva, then turned to look at the Vandals who were stunned, and said sharply, "Go back and tell your king Gaisarik that now his eldest son, Huenerik, is in my hands!" ”

"Huneric?"

The Vandal soldiers present looked at each other, they were quite unfamiliar with such a name, but since it was a negotiation, they had to inform King Gaisarik.

"It's my turn, it's my turn!" Leo muttered quietly, his body trembling even more as time passed, and he knew the power of the weapon in his hand, a single pull was enough to cut and slit Huneric's neck, causing him to bleed to the ground in an instant.

Murder is an unpardonable sin, and Leo naturally knows that raising the sword for God will never be counted as a sin.

"I am fighting for God, for the purest and most faithful people who believe in God, I am happy, and I am fearless!"

Leo comforted and encouraged himself in his heart, tears in his eyes and a slight trembling body, but he was fearless and held his head high, because he knew that it was all great and happy.

"Get out of here, get out of here!"

Leo shouted at the exhausted soldiers.

The soldiers looked at the Pope, and each of them had tears in their eyes, although there was no word of thanks, but the eyes with tears were enough to explain everything.

They lifted Luga from the pile of corpses, and now it is unknown whether Luga is dead or alive, and as Augustus's guards, they naturally understand that they are guarding Augustus even if it is his corpse. They lifted Luga from the pool of blood, along with the eagle banner that Luga held tightly and the sword of dragon's breath in his last hand.

The Vandals on the other side watched from the sidelines, and it seemed to them that they had lost an eagle banner, but they would never believe that they had let go of the Vandals' greatest enemy, and if their king Gaisarik had known about it, he would have stripped each of them naked and hung on the bow of the ship to endure the wind and sun, and then tortured to death.

"The great Augustus has fallen, and now it's our turn!" Leo whispered to the soldiers behind him, "God is not watching from heaven, he is testing us, testing the purity of our believers' faith. ”

"Whoa...... Oh my God, look, who is this? Oh my God, isn't this the greatest pope of Rome, Lord Leo? Gaisarik came as he spoke, and he stood before them like a victor. He looked haughtily at Leo, who was hiding behind his child.

"What? God's Chosen One, the only successor of the Apostle Peter, it turns out that God only taught you the ability to hide behind a child and threaten people? Gaisaric snorted coldly, staring at Leo with disdain.

Leo is the supreme Roman Christendom, and such an arrogant and impudent sarcasm in the face of mortal kings is indeed a serious injury to the dignity of being a pope.

However, such words did not touch Leo in any way, and he still maintained his demeanor, and his expressionless face was not in the slightest intimidated by Gaisarric.

"King of the Vandals, I think you should think more about the safety of your eldest son, Hunerik, than to taunt me openly here!"

Leo said unhurriedly, lifting the trembling subway sword, letting the blade sink deep into Hunerik's flesh.

Blood flowed down the sharp Spada sword, and along with the blood flowed Hunerik's tears, and the poor fellow was so frightened by the trembling subway sword in Leo's hand that he stood unsteadily, and he trembled.

He looked at his father Gaisarik, sobbing and looking extremely angry, but this appearance really made Gaisaric a little unbearable.

I saw that Gaisarik's smile gradually subsided, and his face was gloomy, and the scene in front of him made him laugh silently.

"I've seen a helpless woman pick up a sword, and a farmer who has never seen a weapon in his life pick up a weapon, but I've never seen a priest, especially the Pope, pick up a weapon!" Gaisaric spoke to Leo in a deep voice, rather menacingly.

"Then try it!" Leo bluntly retorted to Gaisarik's words, "It's God's will anyway, God wants us to do so, and I will do it naturally!" ”

"Hah, that's a lot of fun!" Gaisaric sneered, his red eyes glaring like an extremely dangerous wolf king, staring viciously at Leo in front of him.

The fleeing crowds crowded the gates of Rome, and the streets of Rome were now filled with Vandals' marauding troops, burning and looting along the way, and there were no Roman soldiers to stop them, as more soldiers disguised themselves as civilians tried to sneak out of the walls.

Yes, the city of Rome was abandoned by the Romans.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! ”

Just as the citizens of the crowded northern city gate were pouring out, a large number of ironclad cavalry from nowhere swarmed in.

The Romans had never seen such horrible fellows, screaming and scrambling to get out of the way, and they looked in horror at the rushing cavalry, unable to tell which side they were.