Another deserted road, another overturned carriage, and corpses on the ground.

The "demon" in the iron mask was sharing the goods plundered by the wagon, which were all some food and jewelry, and the jewels were nothing more than a burden for Luga and the others, but he still insisted that the soldiers bring them, saying that they could be useful at critical times.

It was customary for them to stick the pile of corpses on their spears and prop them on both sides of the road, just for the Alans to see, though it was not known who would have the opportunity to see them.

"Where have we been?" Ducking back into the forest, Luga spread out the map in his hand and asked a soldier who was familiar with the road.

"Probably in Córdoba." The soldier who pointed the way said: "We have indeed penetrated deep into the heart of the Alans, and to the south is Malaka. ”

"Looks like we're getting closer and closer to Diego's bastard." Luga said, taking an apple and taking a bite of it in his mouth, he continued: "The number of Alans patrolling the roads has increased significantly during this time, and it seems that they have noticed our presence. ”

"So are we going to move on? Luga! Andrew no longer concealed his fear from his tone, and then said to Luga: "We can't go any further, now there are more and more Alans patrolling on the road, we haven't dared to make a fire to bake food for a long time, we eat dry and cold bread, we sleep in fear, no one can know when the Alans will appear around!" And you look, feel the temperature around here, do you feel it? Luga! The temperature drops so fast, it's weird! ”

"Oh, I know, I understand, Andrew!" Luga couldn't help but shake his head and said to Andrew, "If that's the case, then would you like to get a good night's sleep?" Even if it's just for a day or two? ”

"What, what does this mean?" Andrew was surprised and delighted when he heard this, he looked at Luga with wide eyes, and asked in surprise, "Could it be that you finally figured it out?" Finally understand that we are doing something that makes no sense? Oh my God, thank God, you finally figured it out, really, very, very much thank God. ”

"Oh, wait! Andrew! Luga hurriedly interrupted him and said, "I mean, why don't we do his last vote?" ”

After Luga finished speaking, everyone looked back at Luga, as if waiting for what kind of idea this crazy guy had come up with.

Seeing that everyone's attention around him was focused on this, Luga said unhurriedly, "I plan to come this time and attack their city directly. ”

"What?" Andrew couldn't believe his ears, the attack on the settlement had already scared him enough, and Luga was not content to attack a city with many soldiers. "Tell me, you're not lying to me, my friend." Andrew stared at Luga with wide eyes, and then asked, "Luga, there are only twenty-five of us, not two thousand five hundred. ”

"Of course, in the dark, we are like ghosts in the dark, and they can't help us!" "We just make them feel frightened, and when they are surprised, we beat them up, so that they don't eat well and don't sleep well," said Luga confidently. ”

"Can you be sure we're safe?" Andrew asked.

"Of course, we just have to do it when we have the opportunity!" Luga replied.

Two days later, at dusk, in the open gate of the walls of Córdoba, two guards guarding the gate were watching the pedestrians under the gate with dull eyes.

"I heard that a caravan leading to us in Malaka was sacked, and they left nothing but corpses." A soldier casually stirred up such a topic.

"Who are you listening to?" Another soldier asked, "This is a big deal, even the bandits have come to us!" ”

"What bandits, this is obviously a demon!" The soldier complained aloud: "Look at the good they have done, they have killed people without blinking, not only have they plundered goods, but they have killed people, and I have heard that they have killed all the Alans in a settlement, and have piled up their corpses into a platform for their damned crosses!" ”

"It's all rumors, and it's been clarified by our leader, why are you still so obsessed, oh my God! You must be crazy! ”

"It's all true, our leader Diego lied to us!" The guard insisted on his opinion, and he went on to say to his companion: "One of the noble horsemen who had been with Diego told us personally when he was drinking with our captain, that he said that these demons might have come from the Suebi, or the magic of the Roman wizards, who had slaughtered the Alans and stained a wooden cross red with their blood. Seeing this, Diego insisted that it was an insult to him, so to vent his anger, he grabbed the local Roman priest and beat the poor priest with his own whip. ”

"Oh my God, is this true?" The soldier who listened to this beset in disbelief, and then he shook his head and said: "You must have drunk too much, you drunkard, you can't drink less in the future, if you drink so that the noble officers can see it, do you see if he will beat you on the back with his own whip!" ”

Seeing this guy still didn't believe it, the soldier shrugged helplessly, he straightened his head, and inadvertently saw a black head poking out from under a white eaves in a small village not far away, the face was as expressionless as a carving, and a pair of blood-red eyes were revealed in the eye sockets, which could be seen very clearly even at such a distance.

"Demons! Demon! ”

The soldier was shocked, pointing at him and exclaiming uncontrollably at the sight of the black shadow, causing the passers-by around him and the soldier next to him to turn their heads to look at the panicked fellow.

"Oh my God, are you crazy?" His companion looked at the guy and whispered, "Watch your words, my friend, and if you do, trust me, our military leader will beat you hard." ”

"Really, he's really there." The soldier turned pale with fright as he pointed to the strange scene, but his companion looked at the place he had pointed to, and saw nothing but a few ordinary houses.

"I think you must be crazy." His companion spoke, glaring at him and not speaking again.

"It must be an illusion, you're right, I must have seen it wrong!" The Alain guard was so frightened that he sweated profusely, his trembling lips kept repeating, and he kept reaching out and stroking up and down his chest, trying to calm his heart.