Chapter 138: The trapped beast

still fights The sky gradually darkened. I didn’t know when the sky above my head was covered with dark clouds. The dark clouds were floating in the air and rolling constantly. A heavy rain was about to pour down. The black smoke columns produced by the burning above the city rose to a height of hundreds of meters, as if injecting power into the clouds.

God must have been unable to bear such slaughter, so he used dark clouds to shield his eyes. The clouds were like a huge lid, covering the city.

In the city of Agrippina shrouded in dark clouds, the crowds of people were as dense as ants in the streets that were like blood vessels. They didn't care about the clouds above their heads. One side was attacking, the other side was defending, and they were killing each other non-stop without giving in.

The deafening shouts and cries pointed out the direction of attack for more Bagauda soldiers entering the city. They really could be described as rushing out from the streets in all directions and joining the torrent of siege on the Governor's Palace.

I grabbed the scarred man and dragged him into a house of moderate size. There were too many "beggars" in the Bagauda here, and the shouts of killing kept attracting more and more Bagauda soldiers to gather here. My actions were too obvious, clearly telling them that I was on the side of Rome and I was holding one of your officers hostage. Isn't this asking for a beating? The scarred man was originally an unstable person. Seeing that the front was full of their own people, this guy couldn't hold back and opened his mouth to call for help.

I'm so quick, how could I give him a chance to play tricks?

"ah!"

Just as he was about to open his mouth, I quickly covered the damn beast's mouth with my hands, then pressed it to the ground, stabbed the ground with my sword, and pressed down, smashing the blade firmly on it.

"Hey, be quiet! Don't think I won't kill you just because your comrades are out there!"

This scarred face finally shut his stinky mouth under my threat, but I still don’t trust him. This guy always wants to notify others to save him when I’m not paying attention. I wanted to show mercy and let him go, but his current behavior gives me no reason to show mercy to him! “Luka, we can’t get in through the main gate now, so where are we going now?” Andrew asked me.

"Whatever, since we can't get in through the main road, we can take a detour through the side road. Anyway, no matter what method I use, I will find Aresio!" I said, clenching my fists tightly. Then I carried the damn scarred man into the house to see if there was any other way out.

Don't say that there is such a road, but there is a window. When you open the window, there is a stinking sewer full of garbage. Even if you cover your nose, the stench that rushes straight to your head cannot be stopped from drilling into your nostrils.

I endured the stench and stuck my head out of the window. This family, no, all the families in this row, had a window like this, which was used to throw away garbage. The source of the water in this channel was discharged from the sewer in the tall Governor's Mansion. There were not only some moldy and rotten vegetable leaves, but also feces. With such a stench and dirt, I don't know how the citizens living here survived?

Now this Governor's Palace is like a fortress. What I really didn't expect was that within the short ten days of my house arrest, Aresio had piled up wood and stones to build a huge wall outside the Governor's Palace.

However, the wall is full of potholes, so people can climb up it with bare hands.

Looking at the city wall at the end of the smelly channel, I was secretly happy in my heart. This was simply God’s help!

"Hey, you!"

I turned around and pointed my sword at Jurgen, and said to him, "You may leave now, and go as far as you can before I change my mind."

Jurgen looked at me, then looked at the scarred man who was still struggling in my hands, and stood there, his Adam's apple moving up and down, just moving, with no intention of leaving at all.

"Well, if you think so."

As I said this, I swung my sword and stabbed Scarface's butt. In an instant, Scarface's screams filled the medium-sized room. God knows if the people outside heard it.

“Get lost!”

I roared at Jurgen. At this moment, I was ready to kill this bastard who had no idea what was going on in his mind!

Jurgen was obviously frightened. My roar frightened him so much that he trembled. Without saying a word, he turned around and ran out of the door.

"You two, your Excellencies!"

Just after Jurgen left, Scarface's voice was trembling. His face was covered with snot and tears, which was very disgusting. He was still sobbing. His trembling lips slowly said, "Now, I think I have followed the two adults to where you want to go. Let me go, for God's sake!"

He kept begging for mercy and crying like a baby. Somehow, I felt my heart was as hard as stone, without any mercy at all, not even the slightest tremor or hesitation.

"Get up, we're not there yet!"

I picked him up, dragged him out from the windowsill, and walked into the stinking ditch together.

This stinking canal filled with feces was flowing slowly as if nothing had happened amidst the fighting on all sides. Looking back, there was only an exit wide enough for one person behind me.

"Luka," Andrew called me. "What if Jurgen goes out to call for help?"

“What else can we do?” I endured the stench and lifted up Scarface who was about to sit on the ground. “Then let’s speed up before he calls anyone over!”

But just as I finished speaking, there was a noisy sound of footsteps coming from the canal behind us. Looking back, I saw that Jurgen was standing at the canal, pointing at us and shouting, "They are here!"

Just as he finished speaking, he saw a dozen heads popping out from the corners on both sides of Jurgen.

“Catch them!”

“Clatter…”

These "beggars" were not scared by the shit and urine under their feet. They jumped into the ditch one after another, waving axes, machetes and other sharp weapons in the narrow space and rushed towards us.

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"run!"

I couldn't be in a daze at this time. I carried the thin scarred man like a dog, and ran towards the city wall without caring about the dirty water splashing all over me. Andrew followed closely behind me, and we arrived at the city wall in just a few seconds.

"Andrew, climb faster!" I called out to him.

"What about you?" Andrew put away his sword, put his hands on the protruding rock, turned to ask me.

"I'll stop them first!"

Without waiting for Andrew to react, I turned around and saw that the canal behind me was already crowded with people. They were sticking to the wall and looked like they were going to kill us!

“Bang!”

I kicked Scarface on the back of his knee, forcing him to kneel in front of me, facing the Bagauda soldiers rushing towards him like me.

"Any further and I'll kill him!"

I shouted at them and suddenly put the iron sword on Scarface's neck. Scarface no longer had the courage to order his men around. He knelt in front of me, and even though his body was covered in feces, he just kept crying.

The guys just stopped for a while, and when they took a closer look, they rushed towards me again! "Hey!" I asked the scarred man, "Why the hell don't they care about your life or death?"

"How should I know? They don't recognize me!" Scarface, such a ferocious man, burst into tears. I really had no way to kill him.

"Fuck you!"

I kicked the scarred man who was kneeling on the ground and sent him flying. He wailed, lunged forward and bumped into the soldier in the front.

(End of this chapter)