"Uh, hi, hello!"

I hesitated for a moment, and my clever brain circuit immediately made me understand what was going on with the bearded man in front of me.

Oh, it turns out that Andrew and I are oppressed slaves, look at the way I and Andrew are dressed, in other words, anyone will feel that this is a soldier defending the city, a lackey of the Roman Empire.

What I never expected was that this rope, which made us both struggle to tear off, became a life-saving straw.

"I'm so sorry, my friend, I'm late!"

This beard still feels very polite, and it really conflicts with my inner identification with Ba Gouda. I can't help but wonder what kind of organization is this Bakoda.

I saw the bearded man's gaze move down from both of our faces to our bound hands. He didn't say a word, and immediately waved the sharp subway sword he had just captured in his right hand.

I heard a "brush" sound, and my hands suddenly lost their strength to the sides, and the rope that bound me in the middle was cut by the sharp subway sword. The feeling of freedom was so satisfying that I rubbed my red and swollen wrist and saw that the beard had tied Andrew and cut the rope that bound him.

"Thank you." I said.

"Don't thank me, we were all the same people at one time." The bearded man replied with a smile.

"Ever?" I don't understand.

"Yes, we used to be slaves, but from the moment you untied the ropes, you weren't!" The bearded man's tone was heavy, and he patted me on the shoulder and looked at Andrew again, who was also looking at him. Andrew is rarely sensible now, otherwise if he can't think of cutting this grandson at once, not to mention whether the rotten iron piece in his hand can cut him to death, none of the three of us will be able to run away in this way.

"What!" The bearded man looked at us both curiously, probably because it was strange that we were both motionless as a log now, and he then asked both of us, "Aren't you going to join us in bringing down this corrupt and cruel rule?" ”

"Oh yes, sir!" I smiled awkwardly and rubbed my hands together, wondering what the hell was going on, we were on the side of the Romans, but we were saved by the Bagordians and forced to join their ranks. So what's next? In Cao Ying, in Han? Fart, who believes that we two deserters who want to run away but can't succeed?

Besides, this Arecio, you let your dog's leg force me and Andrew to Liangshan, and you don't think of us when these Bagunda elements kick you hard in the collar!

"Anyway!" I smiled and grabbed the bearded man's hand, and said slowly but firmly in a tone, "Let's go kill these bitches!" ”

"Well, we need a resolute warrior like you!" My two words made this fellow's eyes really glow, and he picked up the piece of rusty iron I had just dropped from the ground and placed it solemnly in my hand. He said to me earnestly, "Go, my friend, let us follow the steps of the warriors in front of us, release the anger in your heart in the eyes of the gods, wave your weapons, and cut off the heads of these slave owners who eat human flesh and drink human blood, and kill them to the ground!" ”

"Oh, yes, yes, my friend, but I don't know your name yet?" In the face of his unconvincing agitation, I would not be fooled and lose my composure, and I asked his name, which was a deliberate change of course.

"Oh, oh, I'm sorry, my name is Jürgen, John. Jürgen! ”

"Oh, then, it's nice to meet you, Jürgen." I shook his hand again, and he was in a hurry, like he had something to do behind me. "Well, my name is ......"

"Okay, my friend, although we are comrades-in-arms now, we don't need to be so anxious to get to know each other in such an emergency, really!" This guy, he interrupted me directly and patted me on the shoulder, "Come, follow me, let's bring the fear of death to those wastes who can only eat, drink and have fun!" ”

As soon as he had said that, he bypassed me and Andrew, apparently preparing to join the outlaws in attacking the streets of Agrippena.

"Oh, yes!" Huergen had just walked two steps and came back, only to see him take out two white cloth belts from his waist and give me and Andrew, one for each of them, and explained before we had time to ask: "You tie this to your arm, so that when you meet our comrades, they will not be injured by mistake because they can't recognize you." ”

Well, he is a zealous slave liberator brother, and even the safety of both of us is so thoughtful. What more can I say? Nothing but touching!

He took the white cloth belt from Jürgen's hand and tied it to his arm without saying a word.

"Okay, then let's mingle with those slave owners raised by bitches!"

The guy raised his arms, and I immediately responded, and he ran wildly ahead, and I secretly patted Andrew on the shoulder, and Andrew didn't know what I saw in my actions, so he immediately nodded. Damn, what kind of thought this is, I don't know, and I don't have time to ask. In order not to make Jürgen suspicious of the two of us, I had to hold Andrew and follow closely behind Jürgen.

The Bagunda organization must have attacked with all their might this time, because they entered the city in large numbers, and because Andrew and I had white cloths on our arms, they only looked at us suspiciously, and did not say anything about us.

It's the first time I've seen such a large army, and now my ears are full of the sound of "stampeding" footsteps, and now that I'm safe, I'm even starting to worry about Arecio, let alone him, even Aetius may not be able to stop so many enemies at once. It's so miserable, so many people rushed in, and I don't know how Arecio, the little prince with a mask, can parry?

"Uh-huh, uh-hurgen." Seeing him slow down slightly, I immediately ran and asked, "Can I ask, you guys, oh no, how many of us are here?" ”

"Oh, we've got more than 30,000 of us, and that's part of our huge team!"

Jürgen laughed as he ran ahead, and continued, "My friend, you know, we are bigger and stronger than ever! The lord of this city is the little white-faced Arrecio. ”

"Arecio is a little white face?"

"Ha, that useless bastard, I'm going to have to kick him in the ass sooner or later, I haven't seen him in a long time." Huergen said, patting his chest fiercely and yelling, "Arecio, I'm coming!" Bastard! ”