Chapter 310: Split into Two

Groups Marenius was given two days to prepare. On the morning of the third day, the two auxiliary legions had a hearty meal, then took sufficient equipment and food and headed north to the south of the Rhine River designated by Theodosius II.

Looking at such a large-scale team slowly walking out of Vesantio, Luca stood on the city wall without saying a word, and there was not even any sad expression on his face. The envoy from the Eastern Empire standing next to him didn't know what to say for a moment. In order to fit in with such a scene, the envoy wore a white robe with a silver-gray breastplate and a helmet with two white feathers on his head. He stood side by side with Luca, also silent. I don't know if his actions will have any impact on Luca, it doesn't matter, anyway, he is only responsible for Augustus.

"Why, is he so confident that he can defeat an enemy several times his size with only half of his military strength?" Aresio looked at Luca's back, gritted his teeth, and thought to himself, "Is it possible that at such a long distance, Luca has nothing to fear even if he refuses Theodosius II's order?" He could not guess what Luca meant by this crusade at this moment. In short, Aresio was extremely eager to recover the Belgian Gaul that he led in person, even if it had been destroyed and ruined, he would go back there. Now he alone could not accomplish such a great cause, so he chose to believe in Luca, the Luca who had taken away his most likely chance to turn things around, because he felt a very powerful energy in Luca, at least Luca was willing to contribute to the recovery of Rome's territory.

"At least there is still hope." Aresio sighed and said this to himself, but in fact he couldn't bear it.

"I think Caesar will be very happy that Your Excellency has chosen to fully support his decision." More than two hours had passed until the last centurion walked out of the walls of Vesantio. The messenger kneaded his sore knees and ankles, breathed a sigh of relief, and thought that although the journey was not easy, it was completed.

"Thanks!"

This was the first sentence the messenger said to Luca after two hours of silence on the city wall. It was so concise and without any emotion.

"Actually, there's no need to be so formal." The envoy's cold thanks were met with an equally cold reply. Luga turned his back to him and continued, "We are all soldiers of the empire. We should absolutely obey Augustus' orders. After all, Augustus' orders are the highest law!" From beginning to end, the envoy was left with only his back. Luga didn't even turn around to look at him.

The envoy did not mind such a seemingly rude behavior. Perhaps it was because of the difference in status that Luca put on airs. The envoy could only curse in his heart and could not say anything in public. Although Luca's behavior was indeed rude, it did not bring too many obstacles to the envoy, such as finding excuses to refuse to execute. From beginning to end, Luca did not say a word of no to the orders conveyed by the envoy. This was enough to prove that Luca had a very high level of awareness when facing orders, which made the words of comfort that the envoy, who was skilled in speeches and persuasion, had finally pieced together to comfort people completely useless at this time.

"Forget it, forget it!"

The messenger thought to himself and shrugged helplessly. Anyway, his mission was completed, and the rest was no longer his responsibility, so he didn't need to worry too much. Turning back, the first thing the messenger saw was the sharp eyes staring at him. This surprised the messenger a little. When he came to his senses and looked again, wasn't this Aresio who had opposed him in the Governor's Mansion a few days ago?

The messenger didn't know Alessio's background, but from Alessio's resentful expression, it seemed that Alessio had a deep prejudice against him. It seemed that the messenger's arrival had disrupted their original plan and damaged Alessio's interests. The messenger tried to ignore such uncomfortable gazes, but when being stared at, the sixth sense always made people feel itchy in their hearts. Making people feel uncomfortable was a taboo among nobles, but Alessio didn't care at all.

"Who is this bastard?" The messenger thought to himself, forcing his eyes to look forward and walked past him with a nonchalant expression. He had heard that the Roman aristocracy was filled with too many barbarians, so it was undeniable that Aresio was also a barbarized aristocrat. Such rudeness might not matter to them. Forget it, maybe this was a polite person carefully selected by Luca from this group of nobles?

"It's better than those barbarians whose whole bodies are filled with disgusting onion smell!" The messenger thought so in his heart, and gradually he felt relieved.

Watching the messenger go away, Aresio could no longer bear the silence. He rushed over, grabbed Luca's shoulders and asked loudly: "Luca, what should we do now?"

"As usual!" Luca said without hesitation, "Our actions will continue as usual."

“But so many soldiers have left!”

"We still have the siege weapons!" Luca said to Aresio with a smile, "As long as the siege weapons are still there, we certainly have hope of defeating the enemy."

"But..." Alessio wanted to say something, but Luca stopped him with his hand.

"No buts!" Luca continued, "Being able to defeat the enemy has nothing to do with the size of the army. As long as you know that we are more well-trained than them, it proves that we are stronger than them!"

Such confident words left Aresio speechless for a moment. He didn't know what else to say to prove how huge the impact would be if half of the people were missing. At this moment, Luca was just like Boniface in front of him, stubborn and self-righteous.

"With only 10,000 people like this, I don't want you to die in embarrassment after leaving this province!" Aresio snorted coldly, turned around and walked down the city wall without looking back, leaving only Luca and Sebastianus.

"Luga," Sebastianus asked Luga, "Do you have any feasible solutions for the current situation? You know, it is not a small matter to take away the troops of two legions and twenty field regiments at once. Do you think we need to postpone the attack, at least until they come back, or retrain the army. Of course, there are many difficulties."

“No, no, no, old man.” Luca shook his head at Sebastianus and said, “Although we only have 10,000 people now, given that Bagauda is now divided into pieces, they are naturally not as strong as us. Even without these two auxiliary legions, we can still defeat them, especially Augusta-Treville.”

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"Well, good luck to you!" As expected, this ambitious plan hit a red light for Sebastianus. Sebastianus snorted coldly, turned around and followed Alessio downstairs.

(End of this chapter)