"What do they mean by that? What do they mean by that? What should we do, my king? Diego asked Gaisarik aloud, pointing to the billowing smoke.

Gaisaric was a little distracted, he didn't expect Luga to make such a move, but he came back to his senses under Diego's questioning, and just stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Keep waiting!" Gaisarik's answer was categorical, and he gritted his teeth, as if he had made a very difficult, difficult situation that he could not even guarantee what would happen next.

Diego gritted his teeth, he was really unhappy with Gaisarric's approach, he couldn't understand what Gaisaric was thinking, watching the Romans so casually let off smoke and report the news and was indifferent.

But after all, Gaisarik is their king of the United Nations, and he can't disobey the king's will, maybe he still has his own plans, but even if he thinks so, Diego can't stand it.

Two days later, Gessarik still demanded that the army stand still, but only partially, and he asked the archers to shoot a steady stream of arrows at the Roman fortress with fiery arrows, and soon small flames ignited a raging fire on the wooden Roman fortress.

Watching the Romans scrambling to extinguish the flames there, Gaisarik couldn't help but laugh, and then, as if watching a play, he sat on a specially prepared chair and admired the embarrassment of the Romans inside the fortress.

Because in order to save water, Luga could only order the soldiers to put out the flames with their feet or with wet cloths, and finally succeeded when they saw it. "Brush brush brush ......" Another burst of arrows fell from the sky, except for the unlucky soldier who fell from the arrow, and the rest was a new flame that Luga and the others needed to deal with.

He had never suffered such a disgrace in his military career, and the shame of playing like a clown like this, and the embarrassment of dodging the rain of arrows and the fatigue of fighting fires made Andrew rush up the city wall like a madman, and shouted at the Vandals: "Son of a bitch, son of a bitch!" Come on, damn it, shitty bastards, Vandals, damn it, it's really Master Stiricus who didn't kill you all, damn bastards, damn bastards! ”

Luga and the other soldiers stood behind Andrew, silently watching Andrew make himself panting by roaring, but looking at the group of Vandals in front of him was helpless, they just wanted to make the Romans angry, but when there was no anger but others were helpless, it was the most painful time, so that every soldier present glared at the Vandals in front of him and desperately tore his chest.

"That's enough, Andrew." Luga was behind him, and he only opened his mouth when he saw Andrew stop slightly, I am afraid that he needs this kind of venting at this time to make himself feel better.

"Andrew, save your energy, they're doing this to make us miserable." Luga dissuaded him in a dull tone behind him, but finally calmed Andrew, this was not Andrew's mood alone, every soldier present thought so, but he had to swallow his anger to extinguish the fire lit by the Vandals.

"Then tell me, Luga, Marenius, these Roman troops on standby, when they see the smoke coming out of us, will they be alert and gather their troops to save us?" Andrew leaned on the wall and turned his head to ask Luga, who was standing behind him.

"Yes, my lord, will they come to our aid, even if there is only one legion, no, half of them will do, half of them will have hope!" The officers beside him said in unison, and Luga was the only one who remained silent in the noise, and perhaps he was the only one who did not ignite the flame of hope.

This is indeed an extremely difficult question, after all, according to the distribution, Marlenius should keep the land open in the north of New Carthage and the other Roman cities in the Iberian region of Rome, and it should be certain that they will not be able to come at such a distance, and now there is only Matteorius, who is stationed in New Carthage, he should have seen the billowing smoke, but who can be sure that he will come, at least he has a lot of criticism about Luga, and now he can't wait to laugh at Luga when he sees Luga's foolishness. Otherwise, Luga couldn't think of anything else, this time the mistake put him in danger, but he was helpless.

"I'm sorry, Andrew, this time, I'm afraid we really have no way back." Luga's voice was very small, but Andrew and the officers around him heard it clearly, and they were collectively silent, afraid that at this time they finally had a heart-to-heart connection with their superior.

Andrew was also silent, and at this time he could only hear his heavy breathing, revealing loss between breathing and breathing.

"Then why don't they attack us?" Andrew asked another question, "Don't we get into their eyes at all?" Or do they just want to wait here, and if reinforcements come we will annihilate them all? ”

"Then it's better to rush out and fight to the death with them." At this time, an officer stood up and looked at Lu Jia with a firm face and said: "It doesn't matter if we die, as long as we send you out, the soldier master, as long as you are still alive, we have hope to be compensated!" ”

"That's right! As long as we send the soldiers out, even if we are martyred, there will be people who remember us and remember that we fought for Rome! All we have to do is make a hole in the Vandals' formation to get the Captain Soldier to leave, and we'll be successful!" The officers clenched their fists and loudly mobilized the soldiers, who were holding their breath at this time, and naturally responded when they heard such words.

"Ladies and gentlemen, isn't this persecuting me to a place of extreme danger?" Listening to their agitation, Luga said coldly, "It is better to leave like this, it is better to die a glorious battle here, and if anyone present says such a thing, I will kill him with my own hands." ”

The soldiers were puzzled, this was an excellent way to escape, although the cost was very high, but the soldier commander refused at this time, did he not want to live in the first place?

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Luga walked back from the city wall back to the interior of the fortress without looking back.

"Boom!" After the heavy closing of the door, the entire fortress was deserted.

The wooden walls of the fortress were also full of arrows, but it was a good thing, after all, the Vandals had brought arrows to them, and it was a good thing that the archers who didn't have arrows to use were able to fight back against the Vandals.

"Let's collect all of this, at least we have some capital to support the infantry." So said the soldiers.

New Carthage and the Romans around it did not understand what this meant, and such support did not move after waiting for a week.

The Vandals grew emboldened over time, and from time to time they came to the Roman fortress less than a hundred meters away from the Roman fortress and shouted at the Romans and laughed at them, but the Romans could only stand by and watch the Vandals' performance, but there was no other way to do it.