Chapter 225 Truce

"Shut up, Luga!" Andrew was really angry this time. He threw away his shield, grabbed Luga's cloak and pulled it back desperately, and retreated in the direction he came from under the cover of the chaotic war horses.

"Andrew, let me go." Luga covered the bleeding wound on his neck with his left hand and swung the iron sword in his right hand. "We haven't completely disrupted their formation yet. As long as we can make them mess up, we will be able to defeat them."

"Are you going to die?" Andrew yelled, and he put away his iron sword and grabbed Luca with both hands, pulling him back desperately. "If you die, believe me, the army will collapse immediately. You can't die, even if you are defeated, you can't die!"

"Back off, everyone back off!"

Andrew called upon the cavalry behind him. Because their commander was injured, the cavalry surrounded Luga tightly, fighting back against the advancing Vandals while protecting Luga as he retreated step by step.

"Andrew, Andrew, order the soldiers to move forward. Don't worry about me. I won't die!" Seeing that the distance that he had advanced with great difficulty was all retreated in an instant, Lu Jia could not accept such a result. "This is our chance. We must seize it, otherwise there will be more unnecessary sacrifices!"

"You'll be the last one to die!" Andrew didn't listen to Luca at all. He frantically pulled Luca until he dragged him out of the battlefield! Now, it was only infantry against infantry. The two sides were engaged in a crazy tug-of-war. The battle lasted from morning to noon until the soldiers on both sides were completely exhausted and exhausted. They couldn't even lift their weapons and shields.

"Stop, stop, that's enough, that's enough for today!"

Gaiseric, covered in blood, was panting heavily. He did not notice Luca's existence from beginning to end. He and his soldiers fought hard against the enemy, but the Romans showed no fear in the face of the piles of corpses and blood, or they were numb.

As soon as Gaiseric finished speaking, all the sounds of fighting on the battlefield stopped. The Vandals and Romans let go of each other at the same time and retreated together, maintaining a safe buffer distance of three or four meters in the middle.

"Where is the general? Where is our general?" It was only then that the Romans realized that Luca was not present. They looked at each other and looked around trying to find Luca.

"The news just came from the rear that the Roman commander Luca was knocked off his horse by our soldiers while trying to attack us from behind. He probably doesn't know whether he is alive or dead at this moment." The Vandal guard officer whispered in Gaiseric's ear. This might be the best news Gaiseric has heard in recent times.

"Tell that soldier to come directly to my guard! Brave guy." Gaiseric was in the army, with a slight smile on his face. "Soon, the Romans will know this bad news. We don't need to be so tough anymore, because they will be out of control by tomorrow at the latest!" Gaiseric was so confident. He looked at the Romans who were looking at each other in bewilderment in front of him with a smug look on his face, and in his heart he had already begun to imagine how they would look like when they escape.

"No need to look for it!"

At this moment, a loud voice was heard behind the Roman soldiers. They turned around and quickly stepped back to make way. Behind the Romans was a man on a horse. A gust of wind blew by, and the red horse hem and cloak on the man's helmet swayed in the direction of the wind.

"General! General!"

The confusion on the soldiers' faces disappeared, replaced by joy and excitement!

"What?"

Gaiseric's eyes widened. He didn't believe what he saw. He turned around and looked at the guard officer who had just conveyed the news to him, with undisguised resentment in his eyes.

"Didn't we agree that he would be picked off his horse?"

The guard officer was speechless. Hearing is not believing, seeing is believing. He could only bow his head in front of the facts. He muttered softly: "Maybe this is another trick of the Romans to deceive people?"

"No!" Facing the guard's conjecture, Gaiseric rejected it outright. He never took his eyes off the man who was coming towards him. "I will never forget the image of him. This, a difficult enemy!"

Luca rode his horse slowly to the front of the Roman army, opposite Gaiseric.

“Damn it!”

Gaiseric gritted his teeth. At this time, Luga was facing away from the sun and was high up in the air, so Gaiseric, who was at a low place, looked up and felt as if the light was emanating from Luga's body.

"Gaiseric, King of the Vandals!" Luca opened his mouth, his voice as loud as a bell. He looked down from a high place, like a king looking down on all living things, at the Vandal army and Gaiseric himself. "You are exhausted and cannot fight anymore. So today, as you wish, let's have a truce!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Luca turned his horse around without stopping and walked away slowly.

"Damn it!" The truce that sounded like an order made Gaiseric at a loss as to what to do. He looked at Luga's back and the glaring sunlight, and was so angry that he couldn't speak.

"king!"

The guard officer who had lowered his head beside him came forward, with a sharp spear in his hand. He leaned close to Gaiseric's ear and said, "Watch me take Luca's life to make up for my mistake just now!"

"Don't!" Just as the guard officer was about to step forward, Gaiseric suddenly stretched out his hand and stopped him.

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"This is not the way to deal with an opponent!" Gaiseric said softly, once again looking at the back of Luga who was walking away. "Next time, I will really defeat him, instead of using despicable means!"

"Far enough, Andrew?"

Luga spurred his horse forward, and he couldn't help but reach out to the wound on his neck again. At this time, the chain mail that was tightly wrapped around his neck had already seeped out a trickle of blood, and the pain made Luga frown.

"It's far enough. Gaiseric and the others shouldn't be able to see us anymore." Andrew looked back from time to time and said this only after he was sure that they had gone far enough.

"Kutong!"

Luca fell off his horse before anyone could react, which shocked the soldiers and Andrew who were following him. They quickly dismounted and helped Luca up, only to see that Luca's lips were pale and his eyes were closed.

"What should we do? It seems the wound was not treated in time and it is bleeding too much!" said the guard on the side.

"Then carry the general into the barracks." Andrew continued, "Then if Gaiseric seeks a fight and avoids us during this period, we just need to stop them. I don't think they can hold out for long!"

(End of this chapter)