Luga's heart was like ashes, and his depression hit him hard again, and even the moment he walked out of the tent, a sudden and violent angina pectoris made him almost fall to the ground. Fortunately, Andrew was by his side, and he quickly helped Luga with his eyes.

"Luga, what's wrong with you?" Andrew looked at Luga's painful expression and couldn't help asking, "Is there any injury?" ”

"No, nothing!" Luga stroked his chest and said to Andrew, "I'm just a little tired, let me go back and lie down for a while." ”

Luga had made up his mind, and Andrew couldn't say anything, he was standing behind Luga just now, and he didn't know much about the situation. Helping Luga to walk into the tent belonging to Luga without taking a step, and lay Luga on a small bed made of blankets.

"Andrew, go out and leave me alone."

Luga beckoned and waved his hand at Andrew, Andrew didn't say anything, just nodded, and then withdrew, and the whole camp instantly fell silent, leaving Luga alone to look up at the tent cloth above his dim head.

"It's empty, it's all empty!"

His trembling lips murmured, and tears gradually appeared in the corners of his eyes, as if he was trying to wake up from a dream, but this dream had never been so real, but he still believed that it was a dream, and a dream that was not like this when he woke up.

"Sleep, wake up, and wake up from the dream." Luga was still comforting himself, tears welling up in the corners of his eyes, and he didn't let them flow after all. He closed his eyes tightly and woke up in complete oblivion to him.

"Sleep, sleep!"

He defends his own head, thinks about nothing, does nothing, just sleeps. Soon, he fell into a deep sleep, and must have been too tired.

It was hazy, and I woke up groggily, and it was already dusk outside.

"What a day of idleness, what, only wake up now?" Luga held his groggy head and got out of bed.

"Woke up from the dream, they must have woken up, maybe they have changed their minds?" Still unwilling to give up, Luga hastily put on a cloak and rushed out of the tent despite his messy hair.

"Click, click, click......"

It was the sound of burning, and as soon as he came out of the tent, he heard such a sound, and Luga was very curious, and hurriedly raised his head and looked around, it turned out that the sky was getting dark, and the soldiers began to burn.

"Today's fire is extraordinarily big, I wonder what they are thinking when they fill so much firewood?" Lu Jia looked at the flames that surged into the sky, and couldn't help but start complaining that the soldiers didn't know how to be thrifty, but how could such a big fire burn so high?

"Wait!" Luga's pupils couldn't help but constrict, and now he finally understood why the flames could burn so high, because as firewood, it was those siege towers, siege rams, which were the work of a whole month, and now the soldiers were holding torches with expressionless faces, and those siege engines were lined up and burned one by one.

Luga hurried forward, and when the soldiers saw Luga coming, they hurriedly stayed where they were and stood up straight.

"What are you guys doing?" Luga asked them.

The expressions on the soldiers' faces were puzzled, and they looked at each other and couldn't help asking, "Didn't the generals send us to burn these siege engines for fear that they would fall into the hands of the Vandals?" ”

Luga was speechless, he looked at the dozens of soldiers in front of him for a long time, and seeing that Luga didn't speak anymore, the soldiers turned back and began their work.

Luga had no longer a reason to stop them, and he realized that it was not a dream, and he was even surprised that he had been in a trance for so long, and still did not want to accept the fact that he was in the present.

"Angry hair rushes to the crown, relying on the place, Xiaoxiao rain rest. Raise your eyes, look up to the sky and roar, strong and fierce. Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons. Don't wait, the young man's head is white, empty and sad.

Jing Kang is ashamed, and it is still snowing; When will the courtiers perish? Drive a long car and step through the lack of Helan Mountain. Zhuang is hungry for Hulu meat, laughing and thirsty for Xiongnu blood. To start from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky. ”

Somehow, Lu Jia's mouth actually recited Yue Fei's "Man Jianghong" with a good word, he loved this poem the most, and he was once the first person in the class to recite it, he loved the strong heart in the words. "Serve the country with loyalty", the four words engraved on Yue Fei's back, Liu Ende loves this spirit, which is engraved in his bones, is not forgotten, he was always proud in his heart when he recited it, but why, now that he recites it again, tears will come again.

"What, are you still unwilling?"

Just as he was sad, the voice from behind made Luga come back to his senses suddenly, and he hurriedly wiped away the tears that had slipped from the corners of his eyes. A series of footsteps drew closer and closer to Luga's side, and Luga turned his head to find Sebastianus standing beside him. Sebastianus still smiled at Luga, and he felt like he was like a lake, calm and terrifying, and no amount of vibration could disturb his mind, not even a ripple. I really don't know if his heart is alive or dead at this time.

"You're leaving anyway." Luga turned around and tightened his cloak, which was too close to the flames, and the hot wind from the burning wind blew on his face, and Luga felt his face dry and uncomfortable under the hot wind. But he was still reluctant to leave the place, because the hot wind could dry the tears from his eyes, and make him look less sad, at least not to let Sebastianus see it, lest he expose his heart. He continued: "I heard that Augustus felt unsafe and built three walls outside Constantinople, which were impregnable and could not be breached for at least hundreds of years, and which was also prosperous and peaceful, at least not as dangerous as here. Luga didn't know what he was talking about, and he began to speak without using his brain, just saying things he didn't understand like Broken Beans.

"Huh?"

Sebastianus frowned and asked Luga, "Isn't Your Excellency still unwilling to return to the Eastern Empire with the army?" Caesar Theodosius was employing men, and besides, His Excellency was his adopted son, so it was in line with Augustus's intention to go back together and fight the Huns together. ”

But he saw that Luga was unmoved, and his eyes were not taken away for a moment by the soldier with the torch, but the soldier unhurriedly lit all the remaining siege engines one by one, and the fire formed a tall and continuous front, blocking Luga's view, so that he could no longer see the city of Carthage in the distance.

He was under the city, with enough strength in his hand to deal a fatal blow to the Vandal, but the city still stood intact in front of him, and he could not take a step forward, he could not do anything about it.

"What? You're not going to leave. Sebastianus seemed to see the unwillingness in Luga's eyes, his current behavior had already exposed his heart, although he held back the tears, but the tears in his eyes were not seen, and the tears in his heart were seen, so what difference did it make, it was just pretending to be strong.

"Huh." Luga smiled wryly as the soldier set the last siege tower on fire. "Is there anything else I can do to keep around? Everything is over, I don't want to go back, I have worked hard for so long, and there is nothing left in the end, maybe this is the so-called fate. ”

"And what else are you holding onto?" Sebastianus asked, "You've done enough, you've worked hard enough, there's no need to keep going, and you didn't do it!" ”

"But I failed, didn't I?" Naturally, Luga could not listen to Sebastianus's persuasion: "What does our arrival bring to Gaisarik?" There was no death, no imperial punishment, just two months of poor sleep. ”

"And what are you going to do?" Sebastianus looked at Luga with a smile on his face.

"I don't know......" Lu Jia just shook his head, and then said: "No matter what, I won't go back to the Western Empire, and the Ninth Legion can't go back, what are the plans, let's talk about it in a few days!" ”

Sebastianus wanted to ask something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Luga turned away. Looking at Luga's back, Sebastianus had mixed feelings, and he silently said in his mouth: "Bernifas, at least, he is stronger than you!" Only now, he doesn't know what he has, but don't worry, he'll find out soon. Caesar, we will succeed! ”

Luga walked alone on the beach with his head bowed, and in front of him were hundreds of soldiers, who were now on the beach, waiting to board the battleship. The Vandals' navy had been badly damaged, and they didn't need to worry about the Vandals sneaking up on them, because they didn't have the guts to do so.

"Look, it's the general!" At the sound of a soldier's reminder, everyone turned around, and they stood still, silently watching Luga pass in front of them.

In full view of everyone, Luga didn't seem to notice at all, he still bowed his head, and walked forward without a step. The soldiers wanted to open their mouths to call him, but looking at his appearance, they didn't open their mouths, but they just watched Luga pass in front of them, and gradually walked farther and farther.

"What the hell am I holding onto?" Luga asked himself as he walked. He began to set his eyes on himself, dissecting himself over and over again, looking back on his four or five years of journey, he was able to leap from a wild boy in a fishing village outside a small town to the adopted son of Augustus in the Eastern Empire, holding a heavy army and canonizing a nobleman. The speed of his rise is something that many people dream of, and it is only in a dream, but he has completed it, and the grievances and troubles he has suffered are not understandable to ordinary people. What kind of position you stand in, what kind of problems you consider, and how high your position is, how heavy the responsibility you shoulder. He enjoys the life of fine clothes and food, but he can't be happy, because people everywhere are against him, and people everywhere want to see his jokes.

"What the hell do I want?"

Luga asked himself, it is true that he had a bad life before, and his desire was to be everything he wanted, army, status, money, now he has it, but he doesn't know what to do anymore.