Chapter 341: The Final Battle to Recover Ludugu Gaul (End)

It rained heavily for half the night, and the fighting continued for half the night, the sound of the heavy rain covered up the cries in the city and all the cruel sounds that were hard for the ears to accept.

In the second half of the night, the rain gradually stopped, and the streets of Durottocolum were washed clean by the heavy rain, and the bloodstains on them disappeared without a trace, leaving only corpses with hideous expressions. The excellent drainage system of the Romans played a role at this time, and blood mixed with rainwater flowed out of the city through the drainage system, and the river water was blood red.

In the central square of Durocortorum, the captured Bagauda rebels sat in a group on the wet stone slabs of the square. They were pale, soaked, with water dripping from their messy hair. Their eyes were empty and their expressions were depressed. Their hands were tied tightly with ropes and they could not move. They were no longer soldiers, at least they were no longer soldiers when they chose to surrender instead of fighting to the death in a night of bloody battle.

Everyone's eyes were on the mansion in front of them. According to the captured rebel soldiers, Scar was inside. Andrew had already led a group of soldiers to rush in before this. The sound of fighting could still be heard in front, but now it was strangely quiet. Luca stood in front of the mansion door and waited quietly. He was very patient and calm, although there was no movement in the mansion now, as if everything in front of him was asleep.

The soldiers standing outside lit torches. This was the first fire in Durokortorum after the rainstorm. Soon, more and more soldiers lit torches. The fire illuminated the venue, showing everyone the embarrassment of the rain-soaked city. They said nothing. The only sound in the whole scene was the burning fire, except for the coughing. Luka stood at the front of the team. His face was heavy, he said nothing, and his eyes were fixed on the open but empty door.

"General." Marenius couldn't stand it anymore. The cold wind after the rain blew on his wet armor and made him shiver. He thought that Luca would feel worse than him. Standing there stupidly was not a solution. He leaned behind Luca and whispered to him, "Do you want me to bring another team in to support Andrew? I think the rebels have set up an ambush inside."

In response to Marenius' proposal, Luca simply shook his head and said, "I believe in Andrew. No matter how big the difficulties are, he will be able to overcome them."

Marenius stopped talking. He shook his head helplessly, took a step back and continued to stand in the cold wind shivering.

"Ha, you damn slave!" After a long time, Andrew's unique loud voice finally came from the mansion. Hearing his voice, Luca finally moved. The solemnity on his face disappeared without a trace, and there was even a faint smile at the corner of his mouth. It seemed that there was hope.

No one knows why Luga insists on keeping the leaders of the Bagauda rebels alive. The final answer is probably only known by Luga.

Andrew appeared at the gate of the mansion, holding a rope and walking out with big strides. Through the firelight, Luca saw the smugness on his face that was hard to conceal.

"Luga, look who I caught." Andrew said, and suddenly pulled the rope. A figure appeared at the door of the mansion. Because of Andrew's pull, the guy fell at Luga's feet.

Luca looked down and saw a guy with a deathly pale face through the firelight. He was lying on the ground as if he had lost his soul. He could not hear his heavy breathing, so he really thought that this guy was dead.

"It seems that we caught him off guard. When I led my men to break through their inner courtyard defenses, he was still laughing like a madman inside. He was holding the sword in both hands and shaking non-stop. I went up and slapped him to the ground, but who knew that he would keep laughing while lying on the ground? Who knows if he was possessed by a demon, he didn't even resist at all when I slapped him." Andrew pointed at Scar lying on the ground and said to Luga. This guy looked like he was dead, and he was much more obedient lying on the ground.

Luga slowly squatted down and looked at the last rebel leader he defeated, the mayor of Durocortoram. Scar's eyes moved up and met Luga's.

"Haha, haha, how embarrassing." Scarmin pursed his cracked lips and looked at Luga laughing. He was still looking crazy. He continued, "I never thought that the guy who could fight me would be soaked by the rain like this. How embarrassing! Oh, how can I express my willingness to surrender to such a guy?"

"Ah, yes." Luga said, and then reached out to grab the wolfskin shawl on his shoulders. He just used force with his fingers, and the rain on the shawl flowed out along his fingers.

Luka looked at the rain running down his arm and said slowly, "I want to see you fail so badly that even heavy rain can't stop me. You see, I feel that the suffering I endured today was not in vain."

"Congratulations, damn Roman." Scar smiled bitterly. He looked much more normal than before. He looked under Luca's crotch and saw the group of captured soldiers behind Luca. They were also drenched by the rain. Many of them even fainted among them. Everyone was looking at Scar, but their eyes were blank and they seemed at a loss. They were all soldiers who had been fighting side by side with Scar, from the beginning of the uprising to the failure. Scar seemed to understand that if he continued to be so crazy, everyone present would die. He restrained his smile. In front of this group of captured soldiers, he seemed to finally realize that he had completely failed. All his plans of resistance had failed. No matter how crazy he pretended to be, he could not escape the facts before his eyes.

"I have used up all my strength." Scar lay on the ground, looking up at Luca with pleading eyes, and murmured, "I surrender to you, Roman, I only beg you to let them go, let them live, they just lost their way, it was me who instigated them to embark on such a sinful path, they should not die, they can live, come to me if you have anything. Come to me!" As he said that, Scar struggled to turn over, he lay face down on the ground, expressing his submission to Luca and declaring that he would be at Luca's mercy.

“Good, very good!”

Seeing Ska surrender, Luca finally breathed a sigh of relief. He had fulfilled a wish in his heart. He had recovered this huge province in just one year and firmly controlled it in the hands of the Romans. Most importantly, he also captured the two leaders of the Bagauda rebels alive. Although the other leader, Tiberius, was missing, these two were enough.

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