"Well, that's all, what if Arecio is like that odious Anthony?" Andrew asked me, and he clenched his fists, as if to believe that I had no small amount of courage.

"Okay, Andrew, thank you for believing in me."

Andrew has now agreed to join me for the time being, but who knows if he will change his mind because of any unhappiness.

"You know, Luga, I don't have much hope for all the Roman nobles." Andrew looked frustrated, and what he said was true.

"Trust me, Andrew, believe me, do you see the way these guys look at the two of us? They are so poor that they can't do anything to protect themselves, do you still want to be here? ”

"Hey! Two gentlemen! ”

At this moment, Ürgen beckoned to the two of us, only to see him in front of the scarface, with his head down, deliberately not looking at the two of us, only to hear him clear his throat and continue: "This is your new commander, and he reminds you that there is a rule here, that is, to join the Bagouda, everything must be handed in, and prepare for battle. ”

Preparing for battle, and having to hand in everything else, they were clever enough to force us to take off the only leather armor we had on us under the pretext that we needed to fight.

"If this continues, Andrew, we'll be robbed of all by these naked bastards!"

"Damn bastards, I didn't expect them to be like this! Don't go too far, Luga, after all, we have nowhere to go! ”

This is not yet addicted to it, the reality and the greed of these bitches are shown, and the reality has given Andrew a heavy slap in the face, it turns out that they may not care about the two of us at all, but just care about the leather armor. It's a pity that Andrew is still thinking about communicating with them.

"Oh, you should know, two gentlemen, this is our newly formed army, and we desperately need this decent armor. At least our officers should look something, not soldiers. As he spoke, he saw that the men behind him had clenched their weapons tightly in their hands, a hint that if they did not comply, they would kill us both mercilessly and strip off the leather armor.

"That's why you want us to join you? Jürgen? ”

I saw that he bowed his head and was silent, so I deliberately asked.

"Actually, Mr. Luga, things are not what you think." Jürgen tried to explain to me, but I held out my hand to shut him up. "You don't have any credibility anymore, Mr. Jürgen."

I didn't bother to look at the duplicitous guy again, but instead looked at Scarface, who was hiding behind Ürgen, and asked him bluntly, "Tell me the truth, did you take a fancy to our leather armor?" ”

I thought that this guy would leave without looking back because he was concerned about face, but I never thought that he would nod in front of me, and really wanted the leather armor on my body. I gritted my teeth and thought to myself that there was only one piece of armor left, and I couldn't let this guy take it away anyway!

"What if I don't give it to you!"

"Hah, then you'll stay here forever and rot!"

Scarface laughed and pulled out the iron sword pinned to his waist with a "brush". With a blood-stained iron sword in his hand, Scarface felt as if he had grown a lot stronger, just like the muscular, empty-eyed barbarian. He shook his slightly shriveled body and sneered at Andrew as he showed off his iron sword to me and Andrew.

"This is your last chance!"

The scarface looked at us viciously, sneered, and slowly approached the two of us.

"Wait, we can still discuss if we have something to say, we are not just stingy with the armor next to us!" Andrew said, scrambling to take off his armor and whispering to me, "Luga, there are so many of them and they have weapons, we are not opponents!" ”

"If I choose to rebel, Andrew." I sank my body slightly, clenching my fists tightly, "Will you come with me!" ”

"What? You're crazy, Luga! ”

While Andrew was still talking nonsense, I had already lunged at him.

"Damn, Luga, sometimes it's negotiable!" Andrew's hurried voice rang out behind me, but it was over, and I had already pounced in front of the lean Scarface.

The scarred face didn't react at all before he saw his eyes widen and almost break through his sockets. He didn't have that much speed in his body, so he didn't even make any moves to block when I rushed in front of him.

"Bang!"

I swung my fist and punched him in the face.

"Hmm!"

The scarface snorted and fell to the ground unsteadily, and the "beggars" behind him gasped as he slammed on the ground.

Their commander was beaten, and if it was an ordinary soldier, they would rush up, but they were stunned for a while. In the space of a few seconds, I didn't want to miss such a good opportunity to step forward and hook my left arm around the neck of Scarface.

"Ahhh......h

Scarface didn't have the same unbeatable appearance at this time, and now he was like a chick who had been grabbed by the neck, and he tried to break free of my arm several times, but he was thin after all, and there was no room for resistance!

"Stand still for me!"

I picked up the iron sword that had been dropped to the ground by Scarface, pointed it at the "beggars", and threatened them. "Now, stand back for me."

The "beggars" looked at each other, and the loss of their commander overwhelmed them, and I decided to show them a direction. I immediately swung my sword, making a huge cut in the right side of the chest of the scarred face where my left hand was jammed, and a large stream of blood gushed out.

"Ah!!h

Scarface screamed, afraid that I would hurt his life, so he only dared to scream and tremble, not daring to resist at all.

"Stand back! I'm telling you all to stand back!! ”

Needless to say, the scarface who screamed in pain couldn't hold it anymore, stared at them with a pair of red eyes, and ordered them in a loud voice.

Seeing that his commander personally gave the order, how dare these "beggars" raised by bitches not obey. They slowly retreated, gradually making way for the blocked exit.

"You!"

I swung my sword and pointed it at Ürgen.

"Ah, ah, Mr. Luga, what do you command?" Jürgen looked at me tremblingly, and he looked even more respectful, lest I lose control of myself and swing my sword to kill Scarface in my hand.

"Give your sword to Andrew!"

At my command, although Ürgen was reluctant, he still put his sword into the sheath and handed it to Andrew, who came forward.

"You're playing with fire!" Scar's face was sweating in pain, but he still endured it, and sneered and threatened me: "Even if you kill me, you two won't be able to escape!" Listen to me and surrender obediently! ”

"Oh, is it? If I don't let you die, it's over! "I like to clean up this kind of hard-mouthed guy, and as soon as I finished speaking, I immediately held the sword in my backhand and stabbed the blade into Scarface's thigh!

"Ah!!h

Scarface's hoarse screams rang out from the alley, and the thigh I had punctured was bleeding like a pillar of blood down the blade.

"Damn, damn it, ah, it hurts me......"

The scarface was about to cry, and I jerked out my sword, and he had to cry out and quickly cover the bleeding wound with his hand. The soldiers in front of us sped up even faster, clearing a thoroughfare that could be walked side by side by four or five people in minutes.

"Alright, let's go, you ugly bastard!"