Chapter 329 Bloody Dawn

The outside of the hotel was littered with all kinds of corpses, whether men or women, beautiful or ugly. In the eyes of Luga's men, they were guilty and they deserved to die!

The people in the inn rushed up the stairs to the second floor and looked down. They saw that the Roman soldiers were standing below. They drew their spears and threw them at the men and women on the second floor who were looking at them.

"ah……"

The people on the upper floor fell down and were quickly torn to pieces by the swords and spears of the Roman soldiers waiting below.

The enchanting looks on the faces of these proud women finally disappeared, replaced by fear. Facing these ruthless soldiers, they seemed to understand that their enchanting charm could no longer protect them from being slaughtered.

“Boom!”

There was a loud bang, and the entire wooden door shook. Everyone exclaimed in amazement, and the officers soon realized what this meant. The Romans were determined to rush in and massacre them.

"Where did they come from?" the rebel officers kept asking, but it was obvious that this question was no longer appropriate at this time.

“Boom!”

There was another loud bang, and a noticeable crack appeared on the wooden door. One more bang, just one more bang, and the door would be knocked open.

"Go upstairs! Go upstairs!"

Even the hearts of the many officers of the Gundam rebels present were devoured by fear. The first thing they thought of in front of the Romans, who were so numerous that they could not match them, was to escape. Hearing this, the men and women squeezed into the already narrow stairs together. How could they squeeze up? In this way, people squeezed in the corridor, no one was polite and humble, and naturally pushed and shoved, and no one cared about men and women, strong and weak.

“Haha!”

The wooden door was suddenly slammed open, and when they turned around, they saw the blood-stained Roman soldiers holding up their blood-stained iron swords. The women who had not received formal training naturally screamed loudly and wanted to squeeze onto the stairs, but every step forward was pushed back by the rebel officers on the stairs. All the praises they had said before had not been exchanged for even a trace of sympathy.

"We are Romans, we are Romans!"

The girls were quick-witted and shouted to the Roman soldiers behind them to tell them who they were and hoped that they would spare their lives on the grounds that they were all Romans and would not kill each other. They bowed and knelt, crying bitterly, just to survive, no matter what, as long as they could stay alive.

But such begging did not make the Roman soldiers have any sympathy, not even a trace of emotion on their faces. They slowly approached them with their iron swords dripping with blood. The faces of these women were full of fear. They knelt down and begged for mercy, saying over and over again that they were Romans and they could not kill them at will.

"Our general has said that you are too dirty. We will not show you any mercy, lest we be blinded by your sweet words." The leading Roman soldier said coldly, grabbing a woman's head and putting the sword to her throat.

"laugh!"

The Roman soldier pulled the blade hard, causing the blood spurting from the woman's neck to stain his already blood-stained armor again.

The women were terrified. They watched helplessly as the soldier grabbed the woman's head and let the blood from her neck drain out like a killed chicken.

Begging for mercy was a very unrealistic idea. The death of this woman was a wake-up call to the other girls behind. They woke up from their dreams and screamed and turned back to run away, but it was too late. The Roman soldiers had already rushed in, wielding the iron swords that symbolized punishment and slashed at the women who were not innocent to begin with. One after another, the gorgeous women fell in a pool of blood. Death destroyed their beauty, and now they were just hideous corpses.

“Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh…”

Outside the hotel, Roman soldiers threw torches at the second floor, and because of the highly flammable materials such as wood and sheepskin blankets, the second floor of the hotel quickly caught fire. This was not enough, and Roman soldiers surrounded the hotel from all sides and threw countless torches into the hotel, and the entire hotel was instantly engulfed in flames.

"The general is watching. He will be very happy when he sees the flames!" The centurion shouted loudly with his back to the flames. The sound of the burning flames and the screams of the rebel officers and the surviving girls on the second floor made people feel nervous, but they no longer felt guilty when they thought that they deserved it.

"Huha! Huha! Huha!" The soldiers cheered and held torches. They no longer worried that the residents and rebels in the city didn't know about them because they were already spread throughout the city of Agrippina.

The camp of the Bagauda rebels was surrounded by the Romans. It was hard to imagine that thousands of archers stood on the rooftops holding flaming bows and arrows and rained down wave after wave of arrows on the chaotic rebel soldiers in the camp. People were constantly shot and fell. The cries of the rebels spread from the center of the city to the streets and alleys, and reached the ears of Luca on the city gate tower and everyone behind him.

The sound was so miserable that the surrendered leaders behind Luca lowered their heads and refused to listen to the miserable howling. However, Luca and Andrew didn't care. He raised his glass towards the fire, as if he was toasting. At this moment, he remembered a sentence and said, "Whether you have sinned or not, go to God to judge, and I will send you to see God." After saying that, he raised his head and drank the red wine in the glass.

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"We are finally back, just like when they attacked us in the first place." Andrew was deeply moved when he saw such a scene. There would be a steady stream of Roman soldiers pouring into Agrippina. This offensive was exactly the same as when the Bagauda rebels attacked the city three years ago. They were unstoppable and like a vast ocean, drowning all the enemies who dared to stop them. But this time it was also a vast ocean. They didn't even have the ability to resist and could only be ruthlessly slaughtered.

The killing lasted for a whole night, and Luka finally had enough on the city gate tower. He rubbed his sore legs, followed by the soldiers, and slowly walked down the city gate tower and stepped onto the familiar street. He kept thinking about everything that happened in the past, and it can be said that things have really changed.

The streets were littered with corpses of all kinds of people, like rubble on the ground.

"Alessio will be very sad to see this." Andrew followed behind. He lowered his head and carefully praised the corpses. He couldn't help but sighed: "I hope we can get Alessio's understanding by doing this. Otherwise, leaving him with an empty city will make him very sad."

"When the war begins, all love and kindness cannot flow into our hearts." Luca said as he walked, "When they chose to live in the face of the rebels, they were already dead. Now we are killing nothing but a group of walking corpses!"

Andrew couldn't help but take a breath of cold air at Luca's words. He suddenly felt that Luca in front of him had become so strange, and even had a faint shadow of Aetius.

(End of this chapter)