Another month of rectification followed, and Luga secretly transferred back the two auxiliary regiments stationed south of the Rhine. Now his army is complete, but the loss of more than 3,000 people makes him dare not attack so boldly. Because according to the newspaper brought to him by Arecio, the number of Bagoda rebels was naturally four or five times that of his army, and it was tantamount to a snake swallowing an elephant to defeat them quickly with such a huge number.

On this day, Arecio found Luga in the chamber of the Doge's Palace, and he looked in a hurry.

"What's wrong, Arecio?" Luga stood up and asked, "Did you get any more very important news?" ”

"Yes, Luga, yes!" Arecio could not hide the joy on his face, and he said to Luga breathlessly: "It wasn't that if you could cooperate with us, you would be able to get Roman citizenship, but now there are representatives of the rebels here. He wants to negotiate with you! ”

"Oh? Negotiation? Luga repeated, thinking that this time it was really a joke, and he straightened his clothes. This time he was wearing a white shirt with a red toga robe over it, and a crown of laurel branches that had just been prepared on his head, and Luga didn't know why he was wearing it like this, facing the new senators on either side of the table.

"Uh, I'm going out!" Under the gaze of this group of patriarchs, Luga didn't know what to say, so he could only casually perfunctory, and then left his seat and went out with this Arecio.

Arriving at the door of the Doge's Palace, Luga saw the man in Roman robes pacing back and forth at the bottom of the steps, probably to make himself look more like a Roman, and he had shaved his face so clean that no one even looked at him strangely on the road now.

"That's him, Luga!" Arecio pointed to the guy who was pacing back and forth, and said to Luga, "He said that he represented the Bagorda elements in several villages outside of Agrippina to ask for reconciliation on your behalf!" ”

"Reconciliation?" Luga said, but in his heart he couldn't help but think, "If it weren't for the civil rights that tempted him all the time, I'm afraid he wouldn't have come today." ”

Although his heart was full of contempt, Luga knew that this thing could not be shown in his face. He cleared his throat, waved his hand casually, and said, "Let him come up, we can say it to his face." ”

"Hey, you!" Behind him, Andrew stepped forward and pointed at the man below.

The man hurriedly raised his head when he heard the call, but saw the heavily armed samurai pointing at him, he couldn't believe it, looked up at Andrew and stretched out his hand to point at himself and asked, "Is it me, sir?" ”

"Yes, that's you!" Andrew beckoned to him and said, "The general is willing to meet you, so come up!" ”

"Come up,......" the man muttered, looking at the soldiers standing guard on the left and right, and then at the weapons in the soldiers' hands, and as soon as he took a step, he retracted his legs, and he was undecided, and there was no helper here, so he was naturally cautious.

Luga waited impatiently, and he came to the stairs and shouted to the guards standing guard at the bottom, "Carry this guy up for me!" ”

He couldn't help it, for three or four strong men had carried the slightly weak, and even a little old negotiator, up the stairs step by step. No matter how much the fellow shouted, the soldiers carried him until he came to Luga.

The old fellow was so frightened that he was put down and lay at Luga's feet, and with his head down, he dared to look only at Luga's feet, and he didn't even dare to look up at Luga's face.

"My lord, it's really, really not our fault!" This old guy is terrified!