Chapter 435 Attacking the Settlement

"Go, give him some water and let him rest, this damn guy." Seeing Davax fainted, Officer Alan hurriedly stood up. He instructed several soldiers who were resting around him to carry the poor guy to the shade.

After all, he didn't want this guy to die in such pain. Maybe it was selfishness, laziness, or even more cruelty. He looked at Dawaks coldly and walked to the road in boredom.

When Officer Alan was bored, he looked around and was instantly attracted by the messy tire tracks on the ground.

"Oh, how could I forget this? It's all because of those corpses. Damn it!" Officer Alan complained, looking back and forth at the tire tracks on the ground.

The wheel tracks were so chaotic that he could even imagine the chaos at the time. He squatted down and carefully observed the hum on the ground, and found a faint turning mark in front of him. Because the ground was dry, the wheel tracks were not too obvious, but this was enough, because the road did not go forward but went down, which was enough to show that the team of carriages was going back.

"Romans!" the officer said in a low but firm voice.

At this time, Lujia and his group continued to go deeper and had reached a place deep enough. They hid in the woods like bandits. Fortunately, they had bows and arrows and good archers so that they could hunt some rabbits to eat. In order to prevent accidents, they even had to light a fire to roast food in the middle of the night.

"My Lord! My Lord!"

I only saw a cavalryman riding towards me. When he got off the horse, he stumbled and almost fell, but I didn't care about that. I only saw him running to Luga using his hands and feet.

"What's wrong?" Luca asked.

"Most of the soldiers responsible for guarding the Alan settlement at the foot of the mountain have been dispatched. They are all fully armed and elite soldiers."

This was a big deal, Luca quickly stood up and looked, "Where are they going?"

"Look to the south!" the soldier said, pointing behind him, and then continued: "They look very anxious and rushed out. They have been out for a long time, as if they are chasing something."

"Chase?" Andrew repeated the word and suddenly understood. He turned around and said to Luca and the others, "Is it because they discovered the traces of another group of us that they increased their speed to chase the soldiers transporting equipment?"

"Maybe they thought our real purpose was to take back the materials they looted and made them angry, so they wanted to demonstrate. They must have realized that it was us who did it." Luca analyzed.

"So what should we do?" Andrew and others asked.

"It's very simple." Luca pointed to the sky which had already entered dusk, and then said to Andrew and the soldiers beside him: "We will do something big tonight and clean up their settlement thoroughly!"

"Is this a lesson for them?" Andrew asked.

"No, no, no, you're wrong!" Luga waved his hand at Andrew, and then said: "This is not only a lesson, but also a beginning."

At night, most of the Alans who were on guard had gone out during the day, so there were only a few soldiers guarding inside. The Alans did not believe that the Romans could run so far to attack them on their own two legs, so they lived boldly.

The settlement of the Alans was built right next to the former Roman villages. They were like parasites, and they could avoid wandering around by clinging to the Roman villages. As they were the ruling nation, they had priority in enjoying the fruits of their labor. Some Alans even began to learn from the local Romans to grow vegetables, wheat and other crops.

They are gradually becoming civilized, but this is not a reason for Luga to let them go.

A soldier was patrolling on the bumpy dirt road with a torch in hand. He was used to working late at night. He looked leisurely and contented as he paced back and forth on the street, but he did not notice that behind him where the fire was shining, a dark iron helmet reflected a dim and gloomy light.

A dark shadow appeared behind him and threw a stone into the grass in front of the patrolling soldier.

"Huahuahua"

In the silent night, the sound of trembling branches and leaves could be heard suddenly. It was so harsh in the dark, deserted and extremely quiet night that the soldier on guard started to shiver with fear.

"Who is it?"

He cried out in surprise and quickly raised his torch to shine towards the place where there was movement. The fire illuminated the bushes, and the leaves were just shaking.

"Oh, my God, the heroic spirit from heaven, I'm scared to death." The guard who was on night watch stroked his chest, because he felt like his heart was about to jump out of his chest because he was suddenly awakened when he was slacking off.

He was stroking his chest and just breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly he seemed to understand something and hurriedly turned back, but it was too late. In the light of the fire, he only saw a flash of silver light, and opened his mouth wide to shout and warn the Alan people who were sleeping in the dark.

He just felt a sharp pain followed by a chill. When he opened his mouth, a stream of blood gushed out. He fell to his knees with his hands on his throat. No matter how hard he tried, no sound came out.

The dark shadow stretched out his hand and slapped him on the back of the head. He fell to the ground with a thud like a lifeless puppet.

Noisy footsteps were heard in the darkness, and dark shadows appeared from the dirt road. More than 20 dark shadows rushed into the settlement in an organized and purposeful manner, climbed over the low fences along the road, broke into the yard of the sleeping Alan people, and raised their shining iron swords.

"Bang!"

A rough sound of knocking on the door broke the quiet night. The wooden door of a wooden house not far away was violently knocked open, and a soldier rushed in with a sword. In an instant, a woman's scream was heard from the wooden house, but soon, the scream stopped abruptly.

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The doors of the houses were opened roughly one after another. The screams of men and women came one after another, but they all stopped abruptly. Faced with the sudden attack on the sleeping people, even the strongest Alan would not be able to survive.

"Oh my god, oh my god, Alan, my God, what a fuss today."

The constant screaming annoyed the Romans who lived not far away. They complained and walked out of their homes, wanting to find the soldiers on guard to solve the problem, but they were surprised to find that they could not find a single soldier on guard along the way.

"Oh, my God, how could this happen? The officers are away and the soldiers are so lazy!" The old Romans cursed and pulled up the guards among them to deal with the noisy Alans.

The soldiers who were awakened were naturally furious. They held torches, wooden sticks and iron swords, intending to settle accounts with the Alans.

But halfway through the walk, they heard a dull "boom" and saw flames shooting out from the largest thatched wooden house in the Alan settlement.

It was like the sun illuminating an entire area. Under the light of the fire, one could only see a large number of human figures surging. They were many people holding iron swords stained with blood. They were chasing the fleeing Alans and killing them with extremely cruel means.

"What's this?"

The Roman guards were stunned. They stared at the killers with wide eyes and were surprised to find that their faces were not human at all.

"The devil, the devil is coming!" One of them shouted tremblingly, and the rest stopped as well. Fear spread among them like a virus. They kept shaking, and the wooden sticks in their hands were slippery and could not be grasped. At this inopportune moment, they suddenly saw a "devil" looking up at them.

"run!"

I don't know who said it, but it definitely worked. These untrained guys dropped their sticks and ran back in all directions.

(End of this chapter)