"It was more than I expected." Looking at Kevin. As Theon led his army to leave behind the dust, Luga laughed and said to himself, "That's fine, at least I know a truth, stay in the green mountains, and I'm not afraid of running out of firewood." ”

"What?" Andrew was behind him, and his tone could also see Andrew's incredible: "That's it, in an unexpected way, we won?" ”

"Isn't it boring?" Luga shrugged his shoulders and said to Andrew, "I think so too. ”

"But why don't you go after them, kill them until they are left with fear, and when you mention us, they are left with nothing but fear. This will make more people hesitate to rebel against us. Andrew spoke his mind behind Luga, but Luga shook his head, it was clear that he had his own unique ideas.

"We have a numerical advantage, but we are only targeting one tribe in Lundinglum, now on the edge of Britannia." Walking on the dirt-ridden roads of Saxon towns, this time Kevin. Sain left behind too many things, the wounded who couldn't escape, the old man, the baby still in swaddling clothes. The abandoned fellows stared at Luga with wary eyes, they must have guessed in their hearts what the Romans would sit next on, after all, they had no value to use, and it took a lot of effort to kill.

"Luga, what to do with them?" Andrew asked Luga behind him, "I suggest killing them all, maybe they will stir up unrest behind us." ”

"Leave them alive, give those babies to the old men, at least they don't understand it yet, and we'll try to deal with this in a civilized way."

As they spoke, Luga and his party came to the city of Lundinglum, the gates of which were closed, and there was no stone wall to block it, but a temporary wall made of tall timber and earth. And the soldiers in leather armor and helmets stood on the city wall, and they were looking down at Luga, their eyes full of nervousness and hesitation, and they must be desperately speculating in their hearts about what Luga would do to them. But they saw the Saxons fleeing, and they knew that Luga was invincible, at least for now.

"Is this your welcome ceremony? Closed gates, heavily guarded soldiers, what have you done for more than 30 years? See what you've all fallen into? Luga sheathed his sword, opened his chest to them, and asked them in a loud voice: "Why, will you not greet your fellow-citizens?" Roman! ”

"Romans." The soldiers defending the city exchanged words and ears, as if they were discussing the matter to their commander.

After a short while, the wooden gate was slowly opened, and I saw a dozen old men dressed like real Romans in white toga robes, escorted by several soldiers.

"Oh, honorable guest, honored guest!" The old fellows ran briskly towards Luga with small steps, their faces full of surprise.

"Oh, of course, I, honored guest, well, that's right, there's nothing wrong with that." Luga ceremoniously exchanged arms with the old man who was standing at the front.

"We—" the old man was thinking, "very, very much looking forward to the arrival of a hero like Your Excellency, really." To our surprise, oh no no no, thank God! ”

The old man smiled and said this to Luga, but he found that Luga was not listening, but looked his clothes up and down.

"This is indeed a toga robe, yes." Lu Jia said, stepped forward and grabbed him by the collar, and said to the old man, "It's just that why this dress looks so shabby, isn't it an antiquity from more than thirty years ago." Maybe this dress is a lot older than you. Luga said, polishing the moth-eaten holes in his clothes.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Your Excellency." The old man was very reserved, and he tried to recall the Roman etiquette of the time towards Luga, but he had not used it for more than thirty years, and had more or less forgotten it, or was unfamiliar.

"I didn't mean to blame you." Luga loosened his collar and brushed his shoulders towards the gate, saying as he went, "Since we have come, it is on behalf of His Majesty Augustus's command, you have fallen into barbarism for a long time, and I will bring you back to civilization." ”

Luga turned his head and looked at the old man, the old man's face was clearly full of surprise, but he still smiled, and welcomed Luga very much to do this. I just heard him say, "Really? Oh, that's wonderful, really, Your Excellency, you know, I've been waiting for this for more than thirty years. ”

"That's better, you don't have to wait." Luga was not in the mood to talk to this strange old fellow whom he had never met, and he said to the old man bluntly: "Say, you guys, will you return to Rome?" ”

"Ah, yes, yes!" The old man nodded again and again, he didn't have a choice, who knew what Luga would do to him if he shook his head.

"Okay, then, now in your towns, to recruit soldiers who are willing to join the army and fight for the Empire, of course I'm talking about young people, not a bunch of old guys who can't even nibble on bread."

"Oh, yes, yes, my lord, I do, I do!" The old man nodded again and again, and it seemed that he really had the idea of surrendering.

"Oh, yes!" Luga stopped him and asked, "I still forgot, what's your name?" ”

"My name is Alcott, General." The old man said politely to Luga, "I am a local nobleman, a Celtic. ”

"I don't care who you are." Luga waved at Alcourt and said, "I just need you to follow my instructions and not let me find any unsightly little movements." ”

"Oh, no, no, my general, I am now sincerely obedient to Rome, and now that we are all Romans, how could I betray Your Excellency." Alcott waved his hand, and he continued to show his loyalty to Luga.

"If so, it's for the best, my friend." Luga smiled at Alcourt and said to him, "You were the overseer here before I was here, were you?" ”

"Oh yes, yes." At the mention of his own interests, Alcott's heart suddenly rose to his throat, he did not know what Luga wanted to say next, the general conquerors came either to tax heavily or plunder, and to re-establish a new person close to them. As soon as Lu Jia came up, he asked like this, I am afraid that he does not trust himself.

"Your Excellency, I don't mean to be disloyal." He defended himself again and again, for fear that Luga would depose him at this time.

"Not really." Luga shook his head at him and said, "What kind of rules the Saxons are, let's follow it too, if it's heavy, we can lighten it, that's it." ”

Hearing this, Alcourt breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, it seemed that his position had been preserved, and the taxes of Lundinglum had been reduced, so that he had a little affection for Luga in his heart.