Chapter 180 Defeat

The carriage was shaking violently. I guess the road under the wheels was bumpy and it was really hard to drive. But the uneven road was nothing compared to the excitement in my heart at this moment. It was all because of Aresio. He kept saying that he had not betrayed his country, but in front of our eyes, he personally told the Bagauda member named Jurgen about Caesar's expedition plan. Jurgen nodded repeatedly and showed a little joy on his face. It seems that if Jurgen took back such valuable information, Caesar Valentinian would end up returning in defeat even if he led an army of 100,000 to attack.

I don't understand how much Aresio has hidden. He feels more and more unfamiliar in front of me, so unfamiliar that he is almost another person named Aresio hiding under the mask.

"Then I'll leave it to you, sir!" Aresio finished his narration, and with a smile he carefully rolled up the drawing on the ground that detailed Valentinian III's route and the subsequent series of combat deployments, held it up in both hands, and handed it to Jurgen.

"Don't worry, sir!" Jurgen respectfully took the map from Aresio's hands and put it carefully into his wide robe as if it were a treasure.

"Stop!" Aresio shouted outside, and as soon as he finished speaking, the still shaking carriage stopped.

"Prepare the horses for the guests!" Alessio smiled and patted Jurgen on the shoulder, expressing his trust. "Sir, success or failure depends on this. It will take several days to reach Belgian Gaul. I hope you will be very careful during this time."

"Of course!" Jurgen was delighted. God knows if he was very excited. "This is a big deal, but don't worry, everything will go according to plan!" Jurgen left, leaving Alessio and the two of us looking at each other in bewilderment.

"Isn't this considered treason?" I turned my gaze from the lowered door curtain to Alessio. Alessio was also a confident guy. He knew very well that we were disgusted and extremely dissatisfied with this, but he still sat in the car, not afraid at all that we would suddenly attack him if we disagreed with him.

"You are such a blatant traitor, aren't you afraid that the two of us will kill you?" I couldn't understand what he did. I questioned him, but he ignored me and just leaned against the wall of the carriage and looked up at the sky, with a slight smile on his face. That joy radiated from the inside out. It seemed that his dream, or ambition, was about to be achieved.

The journey was not hurried, perhaps intentionally keeping a safe distance from the army of Caesar Valentinian III at all times.

Time slipped away quietly under my eyes with the repetition of sunrise and sunset. The carriage stopped and started at a leisurely pace. The mentality of all of them was completely opposite to mine. Their leisure made me even more anxious.

Andrew talked less and less recently. He even gave up his favorite chicken legs and other things. In addition to traveling every day, he practiced shield and Spada iron sword in his spare time. I think he also realized that after a year of wasting time, his fighting skills were mostly abandoned. If he didn't seize the time to practice and sharpen his sword before the battle, he would only be able to watch helplessly when he really needed it.

"War, why is there no war yet? What are they waiting for?" I didn't dare to relax, because I hadn't practiced for a year, and the lack of information made me know nothing about the situation outside this team. I didn't understand, so I was even more anxious. The feeling of being on edge almost drove me crazy. I really didn't know when this kind of day would end. The only thing that could comfort me was that since I inherited Luca's body, I didn't inherit his memory, but on the contrary, I inherited his Latin and experienced fighting skills. With the hard training of this year, I felt that my strength was no longer the same. At least if I see that loser Levi, I will beat the shit out of him! The team was almost at Argenturamte, which was the closest city to Augusta-Treville and an important supply point for the army of Caesar Valentinian III. I heard two days before I arrived that Valentinian's legion and the Eighth Comrades Legion brought by Litorius had already set out, but I don't know how the battle situation is. I think with the accurate strategic deployment of the Roman side, even if Bagauda's army is poorly equipped, it can give Valentinian III a good beating.

More than two months had passed since we waited. One day, Andrew and I were still practicing the fighting skills we were familiar with, when we suddenly heard the hurried sound of horse hooves outside the camp. We were very familiar with the sound of horse hooves, because Aresio always needed news from the front line. This time, after the sound of horse hooves stopped, everyone present, except the two of us, rushed forward, leaving us in a daze.

"What's going on?"

Out of curiosity, Andrew and I ran up immediately and saw that the scout responsible for delivering the message was surrounded by the crowd. Aresio was supporting him. He looked pale and obviously exhausted, but there was a smile on his face, a weak smile.

"It's done, it's succeeded!" the scout said weakly, and then he gasped for breath. It seemed that he had exerted a lot of effort along the way.

"Information, I need information!" Aresio heard the news but was not anxious to be happy. He patted the scout on the back. Now was not the time for him to rest.

"The soldiers were defeated!" The scout continued, "When our emperor attacked Augusta-Treville, he was besieged by the Bagaudas army. They fought for two months, and finally Littorio's Eighth Comrades Legion was completely defeated by the Bagaudas in order to cover Caesar's First Italian Legion. But now Caesar's legion is besieged and can't get out."

"Where is the exact location?" Alessio asked.

"They were lost in the Black Forest on the Belgian-Gallic border, and the Bagaudauds closed all the gaps they knew about."

"Ha, good!" As soon as the words fell, all the guards present cheered, as if they had won.

"Okay, it's good that we lost, it's good that we lost!" Aresio let go of the exhausted soldier and ordered his soldiers to help the scout into the tent. "Hurry up, everyone else get ready, pack up, we're leaving immediately!"

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"Luca! Luca! Oh. Andrew, and you, Andrew! Now I can tell you the plan!" Aresio was very excited. He called us over and paced back and forth from time to time, muttering to himself: "Okay, now it's okay! Aetius, you can't save Caesar, only me, only me!"

(End of this chapter)