Chapter 120 Patrolling the battlefield

Another battlefield, with corpses everywhere and no one to clean them up. I guess both sides of the battle have no time to care about these poor dead.

I'm afraid it took a week this time. The bodies of the victims covered the entire jungle floor. The bushes were crushed by them. The bodies had turned purple and had cadavers. I endured the stench and walked into this long-overdue battlefield. Looking at these highly decomposed bodies, some of which even had their bones exposed, I thought this must have been the work of hungry wolves.

Flies were flying around the corpses recklessly, and even crawling into my body. Damn it, even though I haven't showered for a while, I'm much fresher than the minced meat on the ground! Could it be that the flies just like freshness? There were corpses lying all over the ground. Although their bodies were decayed, the armor and weapons on their bodies did not lose their original form so easily. Look, I picked up a sword from a pile of sticky minced meat.

The sword was already rusty, and using it to save my life would be a real test of my courage, so I threw it away.

At the same time, I also found broken spears and broken shields on the ground. I couldn't tell what the symbols on the shields were. It was very likely that even if they were left intact, I wouldn't be able to tell what they were.

Judging from the bodies that still had their bodies, if the Roman soldiers looked tattered, then the ones under my feet were just a bunch of beggars. There were both men and women, and so many of them had basically no protective armor or helmets. Only a few of them wore chain mail, and they must have been officers of high rank, but the chain mail was already rusty and difficult to reuse. What kind of war was this? There wasn't even a decent soldier.

I was still curious. Although their dead and decayed appearance was very horrible and made me want to vomit, I still decided to explore in order to find out which group this group of people belonged to. But this was just the beginning. There were hundreds of corpses on such a large battlefield, and there must be one that could give me the answer.

My hard work paid off, and I made a major discovery on it. Well, I mean, I found a helmet, yes, just a helmet. But what surprised me was that this helmet was very similar to the helmets used by the Roman infantry when I was in the Roman army, a barbarian face protection, so simple that it was almost made of several pieces of iron.

I dare not conclude that this battle must be related to the Romans based on a helmet. I don’t really believe that Aetius can get here faster than me, even though I don’t know where this is.

"If we are walking west along the Rhine and there are traces of Romans here, then I can be sure that we have reached the territory of the Bagauda movement."

I secretly speculated that I personally thought that the Bagauda movement was just a group of lawless slaves making trouble and rioting for their "freedom", and it lasted so long. Basically, as long as there is slavery, there will be rebellious slaves joining the Bagauda movement. Then, I knew nothing about them.

I continued looking for sufficient evidence to prove my hypothesis.

Holding on to the tree trunk that was chopped and stained with blood, I continued forward and unexpectedly came to a slightly open place. Since there were no trees here, it should be a winding path. However, the path was not visible because it was blocked by the corpses.

But at this moment, I saw something that proved my guess: a flag was erected in the middle of the pile of corpses. The flag was stuck in the ground, and there was a stiff hand holding it tightly underneath. The corpses around it were all wearing blackened leather armor.

The flag, both the flagpole and the tattered flag that had changed color, were crawling with flies. I walked over and startled them, and the flies swarmed in all directions, causing me to retreat repeatedly.

When the flies had almost dispersed, I dared to take a few steps forward. I finally touched the flag that had been there for a long time. It had been weathered by wind and rain and was now as rotten as a piece of cloth, but the capital letter P on it was still so conspicuous, without any signs of damage.

"P" is the symbol of Rome, so it is easy to explain. One of the two warring parties here is the Roman army, but I don’t know which one it is.

"Whose troops are they?"

This was the active area of ​​the Bagaudae movement, and the war broke out with the Roman troops here. However, Aetius could not help but give his troops some breathing time in such a short time and was eager to recover the provinces affected by the Bagaudae movement.

Then look at the corpses lying on the ground. Almost none of them are wearing armor. So, they don't have the armor of regular soldiers, nor do they have decent weapons. There is only this flag that symbolizes Rome. So, this should be considered a self-defense army or Roman mercenaries.

This should be easy to explain. Slaves attacked Roman towns and nobles in this area under the banner of liberation, so they would inevitably be counterattacked. So the Roman nobles could not get help from the imperial legions at this time, and now they were facing threats, so they would not sit idly by. So they hired and recruited a group of poorly equipped soldiers to defend against the attacks of the participants of the Bagauda Movement. Anyway, they were all beggars, so they didn't care about the big difference. As for why these nobles did not leave in such a chaotic area, it must be because they still had a little bit of luck about Rome. This is the area where their interests are. If they lose this place, they will lose the source of money. What kind of nobles are nobles without money? So they defended this seemingly fallen area and waited for the legions of Aetius to come and defeat the mob.

I guessed so many things at once, and although I didn't know whether it was right or wrong, I felt very proud. I put the flag back on the pile of corpses, because it really didn't do anything for me.

"Don't move!"

A sudden warning came from behind me, catching me off guard. I was so scared that my whole body trembled. I stood there without daring to move.

"Put down your weapon."

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The voice behind me sounded again, and the key point was that it was in Latin, which I only knew. I didn't know the other party's background, so I could only choose to obey in this regard.

I threw the lance in my hand to the ground, then stood up straight and crossed my fingers behind my head, giving the impression that I had indeed surrendered.

(End of this chapter)