Chapter 324 Allied Forces

"Hey, Fili, are you sure that the Roman supreme commander has indeed agreed to your request?"

Outside the village, a strong guy, shirtless, with long blond hair down to his shoulders, sat on a stone by the roadside with a wooden iron-headed spear on his shoulder, as if he had been waiting here for a long time. He turned around and looked at the old man standing not far behind him with an impatient look. Then he complained: "We have been waiting here for more than a month. I don't know why so many people took so long to arrive in such a short distance or after you came back."

It has been some time since Luga agreed to the old man's request. Now it has been another month since the old man came back and told them about this. It is already summer, and the weather is so hot. Can the government army come?

"I don't know either." The old man shrugged his shoulders to show that he knew nothing. It was strange. Why had it been so long? It was clearly agreed that as long as they could cooperate with them, they could make a living together, and as long as they could help the Roman legions defeat and recover Belgic Gaul, they could become Roman citizens and become real citizens, and then live in the city. Living in the city, they could get charity from the "kind" nobles when they held the Senate, and they would have free bread and wine to enjoy, and they would have the right to vote. With the right to vote, they could use this to threaten the nobles who were eager for power, so that the nobles would try every means to please them for the votes in their hands, so that they could use their votes unscrupulously to get endless food. Since there was endless food, who would go to such great lengths to farm and work? Not to mention the villages here that couldn't stop the robbers.

"You must be lying, damn it Fili, you must have taken the village chief's treasure for yourself! And then squandered it somewhere else!"

When Philip was about to explain, another guy with a short stick came up behind him. This guy looked much more civilized than the other one, and at least he had a set of clothes on.

"No, I really gave it to him, believe me!" The old man Fili was anxious. He explained to the two people, eager to make the matter clear: "Really, I saw with my own eyes the commander who captured Augusta-Treville. He was at the door of a huge and magnificent house. The strong man next to him asked me to go up, but I didn't dare. He waved his hand, and the guards beside him carried me up. Really, I almost wet my pants at that time!"

"That's enough, Philip!" It seemed that he had said this too many times, and his compatriots had become impatient and tired of his talk.

"You must be lying!" The shirtless guy had had enough. He stood up, picked up old Fili and shouted at him: "Just tell me the truth, you must have embezzled the treasure!"

"I didn't, I really didn't!" Old Fili waved his hands repeatedly, looking really scared.

"You!" the man roared, raising his fist towards old Fili, but at this moment, the sound of horse hooves came from not far away, which made him stop what he was doing and look in the direction of the sound of horse hooves. He only saw a rider, who was leaning on the horse's back, and the horse carried him along the path, and stopped only in front of the three people.

"What's this?"

The sturdy man put Fili down and came to the stopped warhorse. The rider on the horse seemed to have used up his last bit of strength and fell off the horse.

He looked pale, his lips were purple, and there was no blood at all. It was obvious that he had been on a long journey.

"Isn't this the scout we sent out?" Fili, who had good eyesight, recognized the guy immediately.

"Romans!" The rider used up his last bit of strength to point to the way he came, and stammered, "Here we go, here we go!"

"Romans?" The strong man was shocked. Whatever he said came true. He hurriedly shouted to the guy with a short stick behind him: "Quick, tell the village chief!"

Just as he finished speaking, he heard the rumbling sound of horse hooves getting closer and closer behind him. He turned around suddenly and saw a large number of cavalrymen coming along the same path as the rider, holding lances and wearing iron helmets.

"What's going on?" Looking at the large number of cavalrymen slowly approaching, the strong man could no longer remain calm. He was so scared that he dropped the spear in his hand and ran into the village.

"The Romans are coming! The Romans are coming! The Romans are coming!" The frightened guy ran and shouted so that everyone could hear and know.

Old Fili also wanted to run, but his legs were too weak to run, so he could only stand there waiting for the cavalry to get closer.

"It's over!" Old Fili closed his eyes in despair, quietly waiting for death to come.

But the sound of horse hooves that was getting closer and closer suddenly stopped before his eyes. Old Philip was very surprised because death had not come yet.

"What's going on?"

Old Fili opened his eyes hesitantly, and the first thing he saw was a leg riding on a horse's back. Looking up, he first saw a pair of tight breeches, then the chain mail covering the thigh, then the scale armor, and finally he saw Andrew looking down at him with a sly smile on his face.

"ah!"

Old Philip was so frightened that he fell to the ground. His funny look made Andrew laugh so hard.

"So you have been waiting for us here, Fili." Andrew looked at him with a smile. When he was sure that Andrew would not hurt him, old Fili came back to his senses. He got up, patted the dust off his body, raised his head and said to Andrew with a smile: "Sir, we have been waiting here for a long time!"

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"Huh, really?"

Andrew raised his head and looked around. Only old Fili was around. This made Andrew very confused. He lowered his head and asked, "Fili, are you the only one in your village?"

"Uh, sir, they'll be out soon, I promise!" Old Fili said to him with an apologetic smile.

As soon as old Fili finished speaking, he saw a large group of villagers holding spears rumbling on the path at the entrance of the village. They seemed to have been trained, so they formed a square formation in front of Andrew. They pointed their simple spears directly at Andrew and the cavalry behind him. They looked so stern, as if they were determined to live and die with this village.

Their actions also aroused the vigilance of the Roman cavalry. They raised their lances, tightened the reins, and stared at the group of villagers in front of them, which could be described as an army.

"Is this the way of welcoming you mentioned?" Andrew pointed at the group of guys behind old Philly who looked like villagers but also like the military.

"Yes, oh, no! No!" Old Fili was confused for a moment. He didn't know what his compatriots were trying to do. He had persuaded Lord Roman to come from afar, but now, the guy was treating him like a powerful enemy. Old Fili, who was already not good at talking, didn't know what to say now.

(End of this chapter)