Chapter 110 Old Friends

The cheers from all around stopped at this moment. Except for the long wails of the dying and the sound of the Rhine flowing quietly, the whole world seemed to be dead.

The temperature in the air dropped instead of rising. Even the breath produced white smoke. The Burgundians were getting closer and closer. They were like hungry wolves. The killing had made their eyes turn green. Their mouths were slightly grinning, revealing their sharp white teeth. The fighting and killing had almost made them lose their original reason. They surrounded us by the river in groups of three or five. If it weren't for the cold air coming out of their mouths, I wouldn't even believe that these guys stained with blood were alive.

"Form a line! Form a line!"

I raised the cavalry sword in my hand high and waved it back and forth in the air. The soldiers gathered around Andrew and me.

"Defend against the tortoise shell formation! Defend against the tortoise shell formation!"

Andrew stood beside me, reminding the soldiers again and again. They were indeed experienced soldiers, as they were able to remain stable despite being surrounded by layers of enemies. The soldiers stood in a row with the two of us, and the soldiers in the back gathered closely with us and placed the oval broad shields above our heads, so that they could block the hidden weapons that the Burgundians might throw at us at any time.

"Hold on! Hold on, we can get out!"

Andrew was still comforting the soldiers' morale over and over again. No one knew why they would retreat in such a hurry and leave us behind.

The wind started to blow, and the cold wind blowing from the river made me shiver. I realized that winter had just passed, but the cold had not completely left. The hundred people held each other tightly, and the warmth from the embrace was not unbearable. Unconsciously, the shield in my hand loosened a little because my hands were sore.

“Boom!”

I just felt that the shield in my hand suddenly sank down as if it was hit by something hard. I quickly recovered my posture and looked outside through the gap in the shield.

"How dare you relax at this time, Orius Luca?"

Who, who is talking? The voice came from outside the tortoise shell formation. I couldn't believe that there was someone among the Burgundians who could call my name. And why did that voice sound so familiar? Could it be! My heart tightened and I looked forward. I saw a man slowly walking out of the dense Burgundians. He was fully armed and wearing golden scale armor, which was only available in the Roman army. He was weighing a blood-stained stone in his hand, but he was not wearing a cloak that officers liked to use, but animal fur on his shoulders. He slowly walked towards me, but because of the obstruction of my vision, I couldn't see his appearance above the chest.

It’s not that I can’t see it, but rather that I don’t dare to look. The way this person walks is very familiar to me, and the voice of this person speaking is even more familiar to me.

"Guy!"

Needless to say, Andrew beside me also exclaimed: "Is he not dead?"

"More than just not dying."

I hid behind my shield, afraid that this guy would hit me with the stone again. I had seen his skills before, and I didn't want to get hurt innocently.

"Guy?"

I decided that running away was not an option, so I summoned up the courage to ask loudly.

"Ha!" The man sneered, "I didn't expect to meet my old boss. You are still skeptical, but fortunately you still remember me."

"Aren't you dead?" I felt more and more that things were not as simple as I thought. First of all, Chief Centurion Guy was not dead, so I had a chance to convince him, and then rush out with him and explain things to Anthony. What if I got Anthony's forgiveness?

"Sir!" I tried to relax my tone, but I didn't dare to disband the tortoise shell formation easily. Since Guy stood on the side of the Burgundians, who knew what he would do next? But I decided to persuade him. Whether I succeeded or not, I had to give it a try! "Come back with me. Anthony is looking for you like crazy! If he knew you were here now, he would be very happy. We can go back to the past and you would still be our chief centurion."

“Boom!”

As soon as I mentioned the word Chief Centurion, a flying rock once again landed on my shield, shocking me shut.

"Shut up, damn it!"

Guy yelled at me. Maybe he was already furious when he saw me, and he became even more furious after hearing what I said.

I didn't say anything, but Guy was not like that. He was pacing back and forth on the pile of corpses not far away, cursing and saying something.

"It's all because of you, you damn bastards!" Guy pointed at us and cursed, "Oh, God, why don't you just die! Is God punishing me by letting you live?"

I didn't know why he was so angry. I looked at Andrew and he looked at me. We both shook our heads, indicating that we had no idea about Guy's current situation.

"Traitor! Traitor! You betrayed me!"

Guy still refused to give in. The Burgundians behind him looked at each other in bewilderment as they saw him raging in front of them. It seemed likely that no one could control this hot-tempered guy.

"You bunch of cowards! Deserting from a battlefield is a capital crime, so why are you still standing here? Oh, Luca, it must be you, you heretic. You must know magic, right? You must have confused everyone! Ha, hahahaha."

Guy was completely crazy. He pointed at me and laughed out loud. It was hard for him. It seemed that these three days alone had changed him a lot. Well, he was getting crazier and crazier.

"But, you can't fool Anthony after all!"

After his unbridled laughter, Guy finally calmed down. He said this sentence with great calmness, which must be completely different from the Guy who had just been cursing wildly.

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I slowly stood up, walked out of the army formation despite Andrew's obstruction, and confronted him. He looked at me with a squinting eye, a weird smile on his face, and said, "I was right about you. I thought you were just a clown who could only hide behind others."

"That's better than you giving in!"

Facing Guy's sarcasm, I retorted without hesitation. Just in case, I kept my hands on him from beginning to end because the conflict between us was too deep. I was afraid that this madman in front of me would roar and pounce on me at any time.

"Oh, that's right. After all, I was the one who made the mistake first."

Guy nodded slightly, and his words were even softer at this time. The speed of change was so fast that I almost mistakenly thought that the madman just now was an illusion in my eyes.

"Then, sir, come back with me."

I looked at his face, quietly waiting for his reply. This was indeed a gamble. After all, everyone had many aspects to consider, and Guy was no exception. The chief centurion was discovered in the enemy's army. Even if he went back, I was afraid that Anthony would not be able to save him.

"Go back? You mean to let Anthony kill me himself?"

Guy's words really surprised me. Anthony, they are obviously on the same front, because Guy and Anthony want to kill me. But why did Guy make such an evaluation of Anthony at this time?

"How is that possible!"

I refused him outright and said to him, "Anthony almost killed me in order to find your whereabouts."

"Ha, that's just a cover-up!" Guy grinned, pulled out the iron sword hanging from his waist, raised it up and looked me up and down, and said, "He's afraid that you will know something about my whereabouts. This cunning fox can hide his thoughts from you, but not from me!"

I learned Uyghur today and it was really difficult for me.

(End of this chapter)