Chapter 14 Capture the Flag

"I had a good choice with you, Mr. Scavenger."

The officer placed his sword on his shield, and the thick blood vessels on his arms were like long green snakes, which made his already muscular arms look even more muscular and showed that he was full of strength.

The sun slowly rose from the east, dispelling the vague chaos on the ground in the early morning. It was worthy of being the sun, it controlled the timing just right, perhaps because it didn't want to miss such a wonderful duel.

The Roman officer was wearing a copper muscle breastplate, which reflected dazzling golden light under the sunlight. He looked like a god in the golden light. "Mars, the god of war?" This was Luca's first reaction. The golden armor and strong muscles were the signs of a real man. How could Andrew be willing to fall behind? The unique tall and strong body of the Germans was his advantage. In addition, the cleaned and brand new chain mail flashed silver in the sunlight. Although it was not as dazzling as the officer's copper armor, before the broad shield and the sharp blade met, the victory or defeat was not reflected in the armor!

"Come on, Andrew!"

I was really worried for him, watching them hunch their bodies, holding their shields forward, looking like they were fighting, but I didn't know when one of them would suddenly exert force and launch a fatal attack on the other's exposed weakness. But now no one on either side did so, because they were trying to find weaknesses. After all, the opportunities were limited, and no one dared to take the initiative.

"What's wrong, scavenger?" The officer sneered at Andrew. "I really don't know what skills you learned while scavenging. You dare to shout in front of me!"

"I came here to re-enlist, not to fight!" Andrew explained himself, "I am really a soldier of the Seventh Gemina Legion!"

"Can you say that again?"

"I am! A soldier of the Seventh Gemina Legion!"

"The Gemina Legion is finished!" The officer roared, leaped up like a mad beast, and swung his sword in mid-air. Andrew raised his shield to block without saying a word.

“Crack!”

The sharp iron sword hit the shield, and half of it was sunk in an instant. The soldiers around cheered. That's right, an ordinary iron sword cut into the heavy shield. This large broad shield was made of thick wooden boards, which could resist heavy javelins and arrows. It could also effectively resist the enemy's oncoming spears. Who would have thought that this relatively slender iron sword could exert such a huge power in the hands of the officer.

"drink!"

The officer roared and pulled out the iron sword that had chopped into the shield. What a good Andrew! If it were me, the force of pulling out the sword would be enough to tear the shield out of my hand. But Andrew was not affected by this. His strong body and the military qualities accumulated over the years made him unusually calm in such a scene. At the moment when the Roman officer pulled out the iron sword and half of his body was exposed, Andrew seized the opportunity and jumped up, holding up the shield and slamming into the Roman officer! "Damn it!"

The officer was knocked back and forth, and finally fell down. No soldiers cheered now. Hum, now it's my turn to cheer! I raised my hand and said "fight". The next second, I didn't shout "fight". It wasn't because I was too excited and my voice was hoarse, but I accidentally saw the dozens of archers on the wall opposite me rubbing their wooden bows and squinting at me. In my eyes, they were like a row of Guan Gongs. As the saying goes, when Guan Gong narrows his eyes, he is about to do something. Um, I was a little anxious to go out early in the morning. I didn't take enough water every day. Shouting like this is not good for my throat. I cleared my throat and said nothing. Let's watch the duel.

As the Roman officer fell to the ground, Andrew actually abided by the default rules of the duel. He did not choose to pounce on the Roman officer and kill him, but stepped back a few steps to maintain a relatively safe distance.

"Ha, I didn't expect that!"

The Roman officer stroked his armor on his chest and spoke breathlessly. It seemed that Andrew had hurt him and couldn't breathe for a while. Andrew didn't say anything, but just got ready for battle again, looking expressionlessly at the Roman officer who was struggling to get up.

"Okay, okay,"

The officer coughed dryly for a few times, and finally caught his breath, then continued: "I really didn't expect it. I think I must have misjudged you, a scavenger with rich combat skills."

"Well, now, sir, you should be able to identify me!"

Andrew said this, but his posture remained unchanged, still staring alertly at the uneasy Roman officer.

"No, you are just a peasant who learned these fighting skills from somewhere. You can't be a soldier of the Gemina Legion!"

The Roman officer stood up straight, stared at Andrew and said, "Littorius and his 7th Legion of Gamina were besieged by enemies several times their number, fighting and retreating all the way, and finally destroyed. There is no way there are any survivors. Some of them are just thieves who abandoned Littorius during the battle and fled for their own life and stole the army flag!" As he said, the officer stretched out his hand again, this time to me because I was holding the flag of the Gamina Legion, "Come, give it to me, I swear, I will not pursue your rude behavior this time, not to mention I will give you a large sum of money. You can squander for a long time! Come on, aren't you just doing it for money?"

"Luka, don't give it to him!"

Andrew shouted to me hurriedly, he was afraid that I would not be able to resist the temptation and do something stupid.

"Luca, well, what a good name. You look like an Italian, or a pure Roman. May I have the honor of knowing your full name?" The officer now looked very polite! "Orius Luca."

I replied calmly.

"Oh, Orius, this is really an ancient surname, really, very traditional. Many of my soldiers have this surname."

The Roman officer smiled and waved behind him as he spoke. The soldier holding the wolf skin understood and trotted over to hand the wolf skin to the officer.

"Give!"

The officer raised his iron sword, took the wolf skin in his right hand and threw it to me without any hesitation. I hurriedly caught it.

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"Wow! This material!"

I combed the soft fur and found that it really did not contain any impurities. Being primitive and backward also has its advantages. You see, this fur is real. If it were in my time, it would really make me rich! I was so excited that I put on this wolfskin cloak.

"Luka! You."

"Well, since you have accepted my gift," the Roman officer quickly interrupted Andrew and stretched out his hand to me and said, "Since we are all upright Romans, give me the flag of the Gemina Legion!"

"Oh, thank you for the fur."

I was about to take a step, but when I thought about it carefully, that was not right. He did give me the wolfskin cloak, but he didn't say he wanted this in exchange!

"Luka!"

Andrew was furious. He gripped the iron sword tightly and glared at me. I knew that if I took one more step forward and handed the flag to the Roman officer, he would kill me without hesitation!

"You said you would give this to me!" I patted the cape on my shoulders and said helplessly, "But you didn't say you would exchange this for the flag?"

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