Chapter 370 Negotiations with Nobles

"This is beyond my expectation." Looking at the dust left by Kevin Sean and his army, Luca laughed instead. He said to himself, "This is good. At least I know a truth: if you have green mountains, you will never run out of firewood."

"What?" Andrew was behind him. His tone showed Andrew's disbelief. "Just like that, in an unexpected way, we won?"

"Isn't it boring?" Lu Jia shrugged and said to Andrew, "I think so too."

"But why don't you chase them and kill them until they are left with only fear? When they mention us, all that's left for them is fear. This will make more people hesitate to resist us." Andrew expressed his thoughts behind Luga, but Luga shook his head. Obviously, he had his own unique ideas.

"Although we have enough numbers, we are only targeting a tribe in Lundinlum, which is now on the edge of Britannia." Walking on the dirt road in the Saxon town, Kevin Sean left too many things behind this time, including the wounded who could not escape, the elderly, and the babies in their cradles. The abandoned guys stared at Luca with vigilant eyes. They must be guessing what the Romans will do next. After all, they have no value to use, and it is a waste of effort to kill them.

"Lujia, what should we do with them?" Andrew asked him from behind Lujia: "I suggest killing them all. Maybe they will incite unrest behind us."

"Leave them a chance to live. Give the babies to those old men. At least they don't understand yet. Let's try to handle this matter in a civilized way."

As they were talking, Luca and his party arrived at the city of Lundinlum. The city gate was closed. There was no stone wall blocking the city, but a temporary wall made of tall wood and mud. Soldiers wearing leather armor and leather helmets stood on the city wall. They were looking down at Luca, their eyes full of tension and hesitation. They must have been desperately trying to figure out how Luca would deal with them. They saw the Saxons fleeing in panic, and they knew that Luca was invincible, at least for now.

"Is this your welcome ceremony? Closed city gates, heavily guarded soldiers, what have you done in the past thirty years? Look at how degraded you have become?" Luca sheathed his sword, opened his chest to them, and asked them loudly: "Why, don't you want to welcome your compatriots? Romans!"

"Romans." The soldiers guarding the city whispered to each other. They seemed to be discussing reporting the matter to their superiors.

After a short while, the wooden city gate was slowly opened, and a dozen old men wearing white togas and dressed like real Romans walked quickly under the escort of several soldiers.

"Oh, distinguished guest, distinguished guest!" The old guys ran towards Luga in small steps, with surprise and joy clearly on their faces.

"Oh, of course, I, distinguished guest, well, there is nothing wrong with what I said, there is nothing wrong with it." Luga politely exchanged arms with the old man standing in the front.

"We..." the old man was thinking, "we are very, very looking forward to the arrival of a hero like you, really. It is beyond our expectations. Oh no, no, thank God!"

The old man smiled and said this to Luca, but he found that Luca was not listening, but was looking up and down at his clothes.

"This is indeed a toga." Luca said, walking up to him and grabbing his collar, and said to the old man: "But why does this dress look so shabby? It must be an antique from more than 30 years ago. Maybe this dress is much older than you." Luca said, rubbing the holes eaten by insects on his clothes.

"Oh, sorry, sir." The old man was very reserved. He turned to Luca and tried to recall the Roman etiquette of the time, but he hadn't used it for more than 30 years, so he had more or less forgotten it or was unfamiliar with it.

"I don't mean to blame you." Luca loosened his collar, brushed past his shoulder and walked towards the city gate. As he walked, he said, "Since we are here, it means we are representing the order of His Majesty Augustus. You have fallen into barbarism for a long time. I will lead you back to civilization."

Luka turned around and looked at the old man. The old man's face was obviously full of surprise, but he still smiled and welcomed Luka's doing so. He said, "Really? Oh, that's great, really, General, you know, I have been waiting for this moment for more than 30 years."

"That's even better. You don't need to wait." Luca was in no mood to chat with this strange old man whom he had never met before. He spoke directly to the old man and said, "Tell me, are you willing to return to Rome?"

"Ah, yes, yes!" The old man nodded repeatedly. He had no choice. Who knew what Luca would do to him if he shook his head.

"Okay, then post a notice in your town now, recruiting soldiers who are willing to join the army and fight for the empire. Of course, I'm talking about young people, not a bunch of old guys who can't even afford to eat bread."

"Oh, yes, yes, my lord, I will do it, I will do it!" The old man nodded repeatedly, and it seemed that he really wanted to surrender.

"Oh, right!" Luca called him and asked him, "I forgot, what is your name?"

"My name is Olcott, General." The old man said to Luca politely, "I am a local nobleman, a Celtic."

"I don't care who you are." Luga waved his hand at Olcott and said, "I just need you to follow my instructions and not let me find out that you have any shameful actions."

"Oh, no, no, my general, I now sincerely submit to Rome. We are all Romans now. How could I betray you?" Olcott waved his hands repeatedly, constantly expressing his loyalty to Luca.

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"If that's the case, then that's the best, my friend." Luca smiled at Olcott and said to him, "Before I came here, you were the supervisor here, right?"

"Oh, yes, yes." Olcott's heart jumped to his throat when his own interests were mentioned. He didn't know what Luca was going to say next. Usually, conquerors came to impose heavy taxes or plunder, and then establish a new person close to them. Luca asked this question right at the beginning, maybe he didn't trust him.

"General, I have no intention of being disloyal." He kept defending himself, fearing that Luga would destroy him at this time.

"No." Luca shook his head and said, "Whatever the Saxons' rules are, we should follow them. If they are too onerous, we can reduce them. That's it."

Hearing this, Olcott breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. It seemed that his position was saved, and the taxes in Lundinlum were also reduced. This made him feel a little more favorable towards Luga.

(End of this chapter)