Chapter 144 Escape

Just as we landed, we heard a loud noise from above, accompanied by the sound of breaking, which completely drowned out the noise and shouts of the soldiers. The soldiers were stunned for a short moment, and then they rushed into the small cave like crazy.

“Haha!”

Good fortune never comes alone, and misfortune never comes alone. The ladder, which was already shaky, finally broke under the heavy weight because of the people who swarmed up and climbed down.

“Stand back!”

Andrew exclaimed and quickly pulled me back.

“Boom!”

There were dull sounds, and at my feet there appeared a few more soldiers, which should be considered corpses, because some of them were dying, and some had broken legs.

"Hurry, help me up!"

I saw a soldier lying on the heap, and by the torchlight I saw his bloody legs.

Should I help him or abandon him? I was in a dilemma and couldn't make up my mind for a while.

More than ten meters above my head, I heard screams and sounds of fighting. The soldiers of Bagauda rushed in. Like hungry wolves, they pounced on the dozens of soldiers who had not had time to escape, and immediately started fighting.

"If you don't want to be discovered by those slaves of Bagauda or if you want to escape, then don't save anyone and go!"

Alessio's tone sounded extremely serious. He just glanced coldly at the soldier who was still struggling to get down from the pile of corpses. "Taking him with us will only hinder us."

"Governor, please, for my loyalty to you!" This seemingly strong soldier was now in tears. He stretched out his hand to Aresio, begging him to take him away. "Please, I don't want to die here, my lord! Even if you let me crawl behind you, I can crawl, I can crawl!" After saying that, he gritted his teeth and fell down. In front of the others, he gritted his teeth and dragged his two bloody legs to crawl under Aresio's feet.

Facing this poor soldier, he couldn't walk at all, but he still gritted his teeth and crawled to Aresio's feet. He raised his head, tears still flowing from his wet eyes. Would Aresio be soft-hearted? Or was he as hard-hearted as Aetius?

I saw Aresio slowly squatting down, and to my surprise, he actually reached out and held the wounded soldier's hand tightly. I really didn't expect him to do this, it seems that he would not abandon him. Such a conscientious move was unexpected for me, and I couldn't help but feel that he was indeed very different from Aetius. Maybe that's the case. Although Aetius regarded human life as worthless, he treated Andrew and me well. This time Aresio didn't forget about us when he escaped, which also gave me some hope for this country.

Before the high-ranking nobles surrendered, at least the empire could still hold on and not fall apart instantly.

"This person cannot be brought along."

What? Such a weak sentence came from the side, but it suddenly startled me. I quickly turned around to see who was saying such a cold-blooded word, but I never thought that the person who said it was my comrade-in-arms and friend, Andrew.

"What are you talking about, Andrew?" I quickly grabbed him, fearing that his voice would be heard by Aresio and he would change his mind and abandon the poor soldier mercilessly. I whispered to him, "He is injured and needs help. We can't just stand there and watch him die!"

"But……"

Just as Andrew was about to refute, he heard Aresio behind him say: "Mr. Andrew is right, bringing him along will definitely be a burden!"

I didn't expect Aresio to hear it. When I turned around again, I saw the wounded soldier leaning on Aresio's shoulder motionless, and his eyes, which were still open, had lost their life.

"laugh!"

Aresio turned his right hand and pulled it back suddenly, pulling out a bloody iron sword. Wasn't this the one he always carried with him? He pushed the soldier, who had become a corpse, to the ground, wiped the bloody blade on the corpse's clothes, and then sheathed the sword.

"You killed him!"

I couldn't believe that Aresio was just as I had originally imagined. He killed the poor soldier mercilessly without any mercy, and didn't care at all that the soldier had been loyal to him.

"If we take him with us, he will only bring us misfortune!" Alessio said coldly, then stood up and passed by me, "Let's go, before they notice this place."

“Boom!”

There was another crash of something falling to the ground, and I looked back to see a dead soldier covered in blood.

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"Is this the price of loyalty?"

Alessio heard what I said. I seemed to be full of emotion when I said this, but it was actually a question, a question to Alessio. He paused for a moment, did not reply, and continued to move forward. The two fully armed soldiers said nothing, looked at us coldly, and followed Alessio towards the exit.

"Let's go, Luka, and don't talk so much along the way. If you want to leave here safely."

Andrew seemed to have resonated with Aresio unconsciously. He did not even look back at the body that was losing its temperature, as if the death of the body had nothing to do with him. But in my opinion, he participated in it. Aresio also had a share in killing the soldier! But Andrew did not care, but followed the torches of the group in front of him, holding on to the narrow wall, and moved out little by little.

What else can I say? I can't say anything. As I watch them go away, I suddenly realize that I am not as saintly as I used to be.

He let out a long sigh, looking at the corpse, he couldn't help but sigh that he was so insignificant and had no influence. He didn't even have the ability to control his own life and death, yet he was thinking about saving others. How ridiculous!

I won't say any more. They are walking far away. I have to catch up with them so as not to be left behind! God knows whether Aresio will abandon me just like he abandoned this unfortunate soldier.

Picking up a torch left on the ground, the fighting above did not stop at this time, there were still unwilling people, but the broken ladder would not give him any hope! The tunnel was damp, as if it had not been used for a long time. Of the dozens of people, only these two soldiers, Aresio, and Andrew and I were left. The five of us lined up in a straight line, groping forward along the wet wall.

(End of this chapter)