It would be too hasty to say that just looking at the inconspicuous entrance and casually evaluating this escape junction must be inconspicuous!

It is said that it is by groping, and it is really worthy of the word groping, because it is really as the saying goes, there are three holes in the cunning rabbit. Don't look at it as a passage, but there are roads in all directions, as the scout who led the way said, if there is a wrong way, then the next road leads to death.

I don't know if it's far enough away, or if the battle above is over, and the killing cry has disappeared without a trace, presumably the large group of slaves of the Bagouda uprising are discussing how to get down from the entrance of this tunnel, and I am really worried about what will happen if they come in without a familiar guide, I haven't tried it, and I don't want to try it.

Our group relied on the light of the torches to grope in this narrow tunnel for nearly ten minutes, and there was still a familiar guide, I really couldn't imagine that if there was nothing, not only would it be difficult to get out, but basically it would not be possible to live.

"Quick, there's an exit ahead!"

The scout who led the way beckoned, and the pace under his feet couldn't help but speed up a lot. But there are more twists and turns here, just watch the scout turn left and right for a while. If you don't follow closely, I'm afraid you really won't be able to get out.

The scout was right, the exit was in front, but it was just a lot of curves, but in a short minute, the scout took our group to the hole with bright light**, that must be the exit.

Excited, the scout carefully extinguished the torch in his hand and carried it with him. One hand covers his eyes, and the other holds on to the slippery wall. The scout pushed aside the overgrown bushes at the entrance of the cave, and everything in front of us came into view, and there was no longer any obstacle to our view.

Walking out of the cave, I found it a low slope, and when I turned around, the smoke billowing from the Agrippi was behind us, on the other side of the attack of the Bagunda soldiers.

"Oh, Sunshine!"

Arecio, who hadn't been out for a long time, looked up, not caring that hiding in the dark for a long time and looking at the sun would hurt his eyes, and stared straight at the sun, instead of feeling that it was pain, but rather a kind of enjoyment. Spread out his palms and let his blood-stained white robe show, yes, it was the blood of the poor soldier who had been killed.

"So, Lord Governor." I came up behind him and beckoned him, but the sharp eyes of his two guards forced me to keep a safe distance from him. "Where are we going now?"

"Where are you going?"

Arecio still opened his hands and was silent for a long time, then he withdrew his hand, lowered his head, turned around, and said unhurriedly: "You two, what are your plans?" ”

"Intended?" This question made my second monk puzzled, looked at Andrew, and fell into a dilemma, if the truth is that the two of us are going home, this will not make this guy think that we are just cowards on the run, if you say to find Aetius, if it is really in the hands of Arecio, it is not to tell Anthony that we are not dead, you can try to kill us again.

"Then of course it's with you, Lord Governor." I gave the choice back to Arecio.

"Follow me? Ha, interesting! ”

Arecio smiled and shook his head, then he walked over to the scout, stretched out his hand to the scout, and said, "Map." ”

The scout quickly pulled out a large-looking roll of parchment from his satchel and respectfully handed it to Arecio.

"Brush!"

Arecio opened the parchment and beckoned to the two of us, "You two come here!" ”

Andrew and I hurried forward, and gathered around Arecio with the scout and the guards.

"Look here!"

Aresio pointed to the map, which depicts the Belgian province of Gaul that the Western Roman Empire has just fallen and the adjacent province of Grande Sequanolen, and the map records the location of the two provinces and the location of the city, but Belgian Gaul has just fallen, so almost none of the cities marked above are reliable! "We followed the road near the Rhine to the southeast, where Augusta-Treville, the former major city of Belgian Gaul, had fallen, a few years ago. We'll have to get around the city, and we'll be ......" Arecio's finger swiped down the marked path, to the south of Naworms, and to the north of Ludinand, a city called Visantio, a city that had just been recaptured.

"Your Excellency the Doge." "Why don't you go straight along the Rhine to Worms, but stick to Ba Gouda's territory to Visantio, which is far away?" ”

"Oh, that's a good question." Arecio put the map away and continued, "I know you two don't want to see Aetius, at least for now, but of course I think the same way as you, and I don't want to see that guy either, and being entertained by him is tantamount to humiliating yourself!" ”

With that, Arecio returned the map to the scout, and then walked through the grass in front of him as if he knew where to go.

"Hurry up, the slaves haven't started searching for us yet."

Out of the grass, Arecio trotted all the way, and we followed closely, occasionally looking for any movement behind us.

Fortunately, nothing happened, and it was quiet away from the battlefield and no one else disturbed it. There was a dirt road here, and Arecio's physical strength was not so good, and he was out of breath as he ran, but his footsteps still did not stop, and it was really difficult for him to have such a long robe.

Ran and ran until a stick appeared on the side of the road, stuck in the dirt by the side of the road, and a red cloth was tied to it.

"We're here!" Arecio quickly ran over and tore off the red cloth, then stood by the stick and waited.

"It turned out to be really a long time coming." I can't help but think of how unhurried he was at the time, it seems that he really has a reason!

Sure enough, within a minute, there was movement in the woods next to the road, and I saw a head poking out. The head was wearing a hood, and as soon as it came out, he asked, "Is it an adult?" ”

"That's right, come out quickly!"

Arecio gestured to the brass mask on his face toward the head, then beckoned.

"Hey, come out, we're on our way!"

At the sight of the Governor, the head quickly turned back and shouted, and could not wait to crawl out of the woods, come to Arecio, and tear off his hood, and Andrew and I were stunned!

"Isn't it, Fred? Aren't you guarding the city? Andrew and I exclaimed.