Chapter 112: Cleaning Up the House

"Run!"

Someone yelled loudly, and most of the people nearby suddenly woke up and lost control. Everyone lost control. They screamed, dropped their weapons, and fled in all directions, but it was too late now.

"BOOM BOOM BOOM"

The smoke was not from the flint used in the siege, but from burning oil barrels filled with some strange explosives. The barrels exploded around us one after another. Sparks flew everywhere, and the flames devoured the bodies of one person after another. In an instant, the entire battlefield was filled with flames and people struggling.

"Anthony!"

I stood in the flames, the scorching heat around me dispelled the coldness in my body, but the pain of being burned like this made me fall into another extreme. I endured it silently, and through the firelight, my eyes were fixed on the carriage in the distance, and the man on the carriage who was only as big as a matchstick.

"Anthony, you finally found a chance to kill me!"

Guy opened his arms and laughed loudly in the direction of the Roman legion. I don't think he still has any reason left. The raging flames quickly surrounded his body. He didn't move, letting the raging fire burn his body wantonly. The air was filled with a burning smell. I tried to hold him back, but the flames prevented me from getting close to him. Chief Centurion Guy was quietly swallowed by the flames until he could no longer be seen in the flames.

"Oh hell, I saw hell!"

This was the last words Guy said. Yes, he was right. This was like hell, an endless sea of ​​fire, and people struggling in it.

The Burgundians fled in all directions, their original courage to face death disappeared without a trace. They were frightened by the flames and the charred bodies! They dodged the flames burning around them, and their screams even drowned out the sound of the burning flames.

"Luka, we have no way to retreat!"

Andrew was standing next to me, his voice trembling. I had never seen him so scared. In such a hot environment, he was shaking constantly. He looked around blankly. There were not only the Burgundians around him, but also our soldiers. They were also running away, but their way was blocked by the flames. The soldiers burned by the flames, they screamed, ran across the river beach, jumped into the slowly flowing Rhine River, and were carried away by the seemingly calm river water.

"Femio! Bliss!"

I thought of those two guys again, the two soldiers who had accompanied me all the way to this day. They were both rare talents and could not be left to die here so easily. I kept shouting, but apart from the deafening screams, I could not hear any response. I was unwilling to give up, and I shouted over and over again, even if my voice became hoarse.

"That's enough, Luke!"

Andrew tapped me on the shoulder and told me to stop.

"Don't call them, at most we will die together!"

I looked ahead and saw some scattered Burgundians who had given up their attack on us and turned their spears to point directly at the Roman legions in the woods. They charged desperately and were close enough, only less than 50 meters away.

However, the darts and arrows rained down like raindrops, and after the last Burgundian fell covered with arrows, no one dared to resist.

"Click, click, click"

There was another sound of wood colliding, and I subconsciously raised my head. The rolling oil drum flew into the air again. I looked around and couldn't help but smile bitterly, because there was no place to hide.

"Luka!"

Andrew shouted and rushed towards me, and at this moment, an oil drum exploded under my feet.

"boom!"

My eyes were instantly blinded by the flash of fire. The temperature around me instantly rose to an unbearable heat. I felt like all my clothes were burning. In the dim light, I only saw Andrew standing in front of me.

"Bang!"

Andrew and I fell onto the wet riverbank. Andrew lay motionless, his back burning with oil from having blocked the explosion for me.

I didn't dare hesitate. It can be said that this was the only time in the entire battle that I behaved extremely soberly.

I hurriedly patted away the flames on my arms and immediately went to check on Andrew. I just touched his philtrum with my fingers and, hmm, he was still breathing!

The flames on his back burned wantonly. The screams around him became fewer and fewer. The flames showed no signs of extinguishing. Instead, they spread along the grease on the ground.

Now it seemed like there were only Andrew and I in the world. Andrew had fainted, which meant that I was almost the only one left around.

Despair, the despair that surged from the bottom of my heart occupied my entire body at this moment. I curled up in the flames, and the flames were like a beast that wanted to devour me. But before it hunted, it wanted to test me, the trembling prey.

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With tears in my eyes, I kept slapping the flames on Andrew's back, but for some reason, the flames would not go out. I realized that I couldn't waste time like this any longer, there must be a feasible way for both of us to get out, even if only Andrew was there.

In a panic, I saw the shields on my and Andrew's arms. The moment I touched them, the scene of my first encounter with Andrew immediately emerged in front of my eyes. Wild dogs, bloodthirsty wild dogs, this time with man-eating flames. I gradually understood what I should do! "Andrew, let's go!"

I quickly untied the shield straps that were tied to my body and his, and grabbed the chain mail on Andrew's body with my right hand. Although it felt really painful, I dragged the two shields with my left hand, kicked the mud with my legs, and crawled towards the Rhine River little by little like a worm.

As I got closer, my back was instantly wet. The waves of the river were like countless cold hands, gently caressing my back, which formed a sharp contrast with my dry face beaten by the heat waves, forcing me to speed up.

Gradually, my upper body was soaked in water. I twisted my body hard and pulled Andrew, who was lying on his stomach, into the Rhine.

"Cough cough cough"

Andrew choked on the water and started coughing violently. I quickly turned him over, otherwise in his current condition, it would have been impossible for him to not choke to death.

Because of the weight of the chain mail on our bodies, we sank immediately when we entered the water. This is when the Broadshield came in handy. I pulled the belt and dragged the Broadshield over, one for Andrew and one for me.

The feeling of escaping death is really refreshing, but it doesn't make me smile.

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