Chapter 236 New Strategy

"Retreat, go home! Everyone go home!"

Luca turned around and called upon his soldiers, and they obeyed Luca's orders and loosened their formation.

"Everyone, get ready. Take away everything you can carry. Destroy what you can't carry on the spot. We are retreating!" Luca continued to shout, "Give my orders to those who have gone far away. I don't want anyone to hold me back when I leave."

"What about Aetius?" Belia's question stopped the soldiers. Yes, they had forgotten about this super liar who was so capable that he deceived more than 10,000 people.

After hearing this, Aetius was a little dazed, and the soldiers behind him picked up their weapons again. Andrew's words were too explosive, which made them alert.

"Let him go." Luca was generous. He waved his hand, indicating that the grudges just now would not be pursued. A little impatience will ruin a big plan. Luca deeply believed this. After all, they were all Romans. Killing each other would only severely damage the dying empire and make the grudges between them deeper and deeper to the point of irreconcilability. Having said that, Aetius was the number one figure in the Western Empire. He controlled the legions in Gaul and Italy. He was just like Chiang Kai-shek in later generations. If he died, the empire that had just been stabilized would fall apart in an instant and disintegrate at an alarming speed. Personal grudges could be mediated later, but the situation of the empire could not repeat the mistakes of Honorius.

"I will not be mean enough to care about this matter, Lord Aetius." Luca said to Aetius and once again forced his soldiers to retreat, leaving behind a guard of two hundred men. In response, Aetius also disbanded his soldiers. The soldiers of both sides were just in a tense confrontation, but now they were busy together in the camp as if they had reconciled. The soldiers had no hatred, only the conflict of interests between the commanders, but now it seems that they are at peace with each other.

Aetius stared at Luca for a long time, but Luca just turned his back to him and was unwilling to look back.

"well!"

Aetius sighed, his expression was indescribably disappointed, but in Luca's opinion, this was nothing more than a cat crying over a mouse, a false sympathy. Seeing that Luca had no intention of accepting his kindness, Aetius had no choice but to turn back with his guards.

"Are you just going to let it go like this? Luca!" Belialu couldn't understand why Aetius was let go so easily. He pointed at Aetius's receding back, looking anxious and asking puzzledly: "Have you forgotten how he treated you just now? Although I couldn't see what was going on from outside the door, I'm afraid he didn't treat you well either!"

"Don't question me!" Lu Jia was too lazy to explain to him. Even if he explained, he might not understand. It would be better not to say anything. He would understand in the future. At least that's what Lu Jia thought now. Although he didn't know whether it was right or wrong.

Belialiu stopped. He had never seen Luca so cold before. He thought it was not a joke. He did not dare to act rashly and simply let Aetius go further and further away.

"Lujia." Andrew asked behind him, "Where are we going?"

"Trapani." Luca said without looking back: "Let's stay there first, and then think about going back!"

Andrew didn't say anything else. He just raised his head and looked towards the sea in the distance. The direction directly opposite was the north. As long as he crossed the sea, he would be home.

"Go back, where?"

This question made Luca startled. It was a good question. Where to go back? The Eastern Empire? If he went there, he could say goodbye to his hometown for the last time.

"I have no intention of returning to the Eastern Empire!" Luka kept repeating this in his mind, reminding himself that he might lose his mind because of his anger. "No matter what, I can't go back. If I go back, Anais, Tenaia, we won't be able to see each other again." Thinking of this, Luka lowered his head, gritted his teeth, and walked towards his camp.

Perhaps still not recovered from the anger just now, Luca sat on his bed in a daze. Andrew stood aside, looking at Luca who was so depressed, but didn't know what to do.

The guards entered the tent and helped Luca move all the big and small items in the camp out and onto the carriage outside the door.

"Your Excellency, Captain of the Guards, we should leave now."

Only after all the items in the tent except the bed had been moved did the guard whisper this to Andrew. He was afraid of disturbing Luca, after all, their general was in a very bad mood today.

Andrew looked at Luga again. He was still sitting on the bed, silent, staring blankly at the blanket under his feet.

"You guys wait outside first!" Andrew whispered to the guards. The guards took the order and tiptoed out.

"Luga, it's time for us to go." Andrew turned around and reminded.

"Um."

Luca answered without turning his head, and hesitated for a moment before slowly standing up. He looked as if his soul had been taken away, and he walked unsteadily like a walking corpse.

Andrew followed closely behind Luca. He was the only witness at the time and must have understood the pain in Luca's heart. He just followed behind Luca, walking step by step.

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Two days later, Luca led his legion back to Trapani. This place was no longer a place of death. The auxiliary legion Luca left behind helped the construction here. They cleaned up the traces of the war in this town. They were very successful. At least Luca felt better when he returned to this town. At least here he could tell himself that he was not without achievements.

The captured Vandal warships were still moored in the harbor, but they were no longer empty as before. Now the warships were full of sailors, who were busy. In the open space under the harbor, the newly recruited sailors were busy training. Beliaru seemed to be extremely eager to have a navy of his own, but Luca was too busy with the war to take care of it. On the contrary, he started from scratch and has been successful until now. This also made Luca a little happier in his heart, after all, the loss was compensated.

Luca settled down in Trapani and never mentioned the foolish idea of ​​going home again. Half a month later, a lone cavalryman came from the north and brought a letter. The letter was passed up the ladder until it reached Luca.

Luca opened the letter, and a ray of light suddenly flashed in his lifeless eyes, and then returned to darkness in an instant.

"What's in the letter?" asked Andrew.

"Hmph, it's just that Aetius feels really guilty and wants to join forces with me to counterattack the Vandals." Luca said, throwing the parchment on the table. He crossed his hands in front of him and began to think.

"So, Luka, what are you going to do?"

"Then let's see if Aetius is sincere!"

(End of this chapter)