Chapter 122 Meet Andrew Again

Without waiting for me to speak, the man turned around and nodded to the armed men behind him. The armed men immediately understood and three of them ran up and tied my hands tightly together with a rope. Then a slightly stronger guy grabbed the middle of the rope with his right hand, which meant he grabbed my hands. I couldn't even say "no" during this time.

"Hey, hey, hey, where are you taking me? I'm busy!"

I have already encountered such a situation, how can I not struggle? I immediately thought of Andrew, the poor child was still waiting for me to find him food. If I was taken away, wouldn't my poor little brother starve to death? I was about to speak, but my inner reason told me that I couldn't blindly confess Andrew's existence to these guys, otherwise, I don't know what they would do if they found Andrew. If they were slaves of Bagauda, ​​according to Andrew's temper, then he and I would die on the ship, and it is very likely that we would not have a chance to explain. As long as they saw Andrew's centurion helmet, haha, then it would be a big deal.

I watched this guy carrying my lance, walking around the Roman flag that was erected there, and walking forward without saying a word. The armed men behind me, especially the guy holding the rope, dragged and pulled me forward.

Who are they? Where are they going? What is their purpose? Questions popped up in my mind one by one.

"Hey, man, you have to finish answering my question too!"

I struggled and shouted to them, I really couldn't be taken away so easily! "What's wrong?"

The leader in front turned around, and it was not difficult to tell from his tone that he was very impatient.

I hurriedly explained, "Well, I've always been alone. You took me away so casually. You don't take Roman law seriously at all!"

"Law? Ha!"

This guy looked very disdainful. He continued to say to me: "This place? Laws? Can this thing restrain those lawless barbarians? Laws are just a means to restrain civilized people. For barbarians, huh, it's just a piece of empty paper!"

"Which side do you belong to?"

I asked him.

He hesitated for a moment, then continued: "Who am I? Does the answer matter?"

"Of course it's important! Are you a Roman? Or a Bagauda?"

I asked him directly to see how he would react! I know this move is very bold, but if I continue to be led by him like this, I really might not even know where Andrew is. If Andrew is lost, then it really doesn’t matter if I die! I now need to know which side this bastard is on, so that I can analyze whether to resist or tell him that I have a companion! The feeling of being controlled by others is really unpleasant! The man didn’t say anything, but just buried his head and hurried on his way. He must be too lazy to pay attention to me anymore. How can this work! This is clearly wasting my time. I kept looking back, watching this small team about to leave this battlefield. If I go any further, I really won’t be able to find Andrew.

"No! I have to come up with a solution!"

Now my hands are tied tightly together. I really can't resist. Seeing that there are no bodies on the road ahead, they speed up again. Damn, they really have no intention of stopping! "Wait! Wait!"

I was completely convinced. Now I had to confess, and the sooner the better! "Oh, you damned guy!"

This guy looked really angry. He turned around suddenly and pulled off the cloth on his face. I could finally see his whole face clearly. He had a typical European face shape, but there was an obvious scar on his face, which was cut by a sword. His beard was sparse, and his entire mouth and a week of beard were cut in half by the scar. He looked like a veteran!

He walked up to me quickly, grabbed my collar and lifted me up. His eyes were fixed on me, and I couldn't really tell what he was feeling. It felt like he had a deep hatred for me.

He clenched his teeth and spoke one word at a time, "What do you want to do, stranger? You are sneaking around the battlefield alone, which is enough reason for me to regard you as a heretic and kill you! Seeing that you know Latin and have received an education, I now have sufficient reason to believe that you are a dangerous Bagoda member."

"Me? A member of the Badauda?"

Couldn't this guy have said it earlier? I breathed a sigh of relief, and the stone in my heart finally fell.

"You idiot, what's that expression?"

Seeing me being framed as a member of the Bagoda group and still looking relaxed, it was this guy's turn to be confused.

"So you and all of you are Romans?"

"Romans?"

The guy laughed again, and the contempt that was hard to conceal appeared on his face when he mentioned the Romans.

"Please don't compare me with the Romans, you Bagaudas!" The guy said, slowly putting me down and continued, "Really, I understand your difficulties. Being a slave is indeed not something a person with dignity is willing to do. You Bagaudas, I admire your courage, but this still cannot change your fate of being a loser." He patted my head, sighed and said, "Alas, I don't know how much money your head can bring me?"

"Ha, I'm afraid you're wrong, mercenary!"

His words revealed a lot of information to me. Although I couldn't tell his exact identity, it was pretty close. Now that I know what they do, I can convince them! I have never felt so confident!

"What do you mean?"

This guy still had some doubts. You see, he immediately let go of my hand when I said that. This guy must have been very depressed and had nowhere to vent his anger. But when he met someone to vent his anger to, he felt a little conflicted and asked himself whether he should vent his anger to this mysterious man or hold it in.

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"You can't tell from the way I'm dressed now, mercenary."

I said in a deep voice, pointing at the lance in his hand, and then said: "I am a centurion under Marshal Aetius, but I fell into the river during the battle. You don't have to doubt my identity, because I have a companion who is also a centurion. Come with me to find him. He has something in his hand that can prove the identity of at least one of us!"

"So, where is he?"

"In a boat on the river."

"Oh, so you mean the guy in our car?"

Looking in the direction of his finger, the mercenaries along the way made way for me and I saw the carriage. Although the guardrail prevented me from seeing the details, the protruding centurion iron horns made my heart sink.

I hurriedly walked forward and saw a human figure protruding from the inside of the car covered with a rough cloth. The horned helmet that I was very familiar with was placed next to the cloth.

“That’s impossible!”

My heart was pounding. I didn't know why they covered this man. This must not be a good sign. I reached out and grabbed a corner of the coarse cloth, but I didn't have the courage to pull it open. I knew I was not ready yet.

"Pull it open, it doesn't take much strength!"

I gritted my teeth and pulled hard, and the person under the cloth instantly appeared in front of me.

“Andrew!”

(End of this chapter)