Chapter 457: Blockade

"Oh, so just now, I was wrong about you, Mr. Diego!" Gaiseric's expression changed 180 degrees, and his angry expression was replaced by a playful smile and he kept nodding.

"You are such an outstanding leader, Mr. Diego." Gaiseric began to praise Diego endlessly. All of this was because the person defending the fortress was Flavius ​​Luca. This bastard, whom he dreamed of skinning and tearing apart, actually met him this time.

The Roman soldiers who entered the fortress used the bodies of the Alans to block the fortress gates. The mountains of corpses piled up as high as the city walls.

The soldiers were too tired, and everyone locked themselves in the fortress, which was like a besieged city. They leaned against the broken city walls and kept a close eye on every move of the Vandal-Alan alliance army opposite.

But the Vandals did not seem to have any intention of attacking. They dispersed their forces and surrounded the fortress.

The exhausted soldiers leaned against the city wall and fell asleep, but Luca still could not let his guard down. He personally led a group of soldiers to stay at their posts, fearing that the Vandals would choose them to launch a surprise attack when they were so exhausted.

Luca stood on the top floor of the fortress. He looked at the Vandal army from afar. They didn't attack, and they didn't have any other ideas. They just surrounded us. So he said to himself, "They want to surround us and kill us completely."

At this time, in the army of the Vandal-Alans alliance, Gaiseric was also not at ease. It was already dusk, and everything in front of him was dark. Gaiseric remained indifferent under such harsh lighting conditions. He was not in a hurry, because Luca, who was trapped in the fortress, was like a rabbit shivering in a cave, and he could not escape.

Looking back at himself, Gaiseric thought of himself as an elegant wolf, carefully cleaning his claws in front of the rabbit hole and waiting patiently.

At this time Diego appeared behind Gaiseric. The clanging sound of the armor shaking and colliding quickly attracted Gaiseric's attention. He turned around and bumped into Diego.

"Oh, Mr. Diego, what brings you here?" Seeing that it was a false alarm, Gaiseric turned his head back to look at the Roman fortress not far away and asked Diego.

"My king, the Romans are isolated and helpless. They have just finished the battle and are exhausted. This is the best opportunity for us to attack them. They must be cowardly. As long as we attack again, they will be as vulnerable as bushes." Diego did not hide anything in front of Gaiseric. He spoke bluntly and it was obvious that he could not wait to take revenge.

"No hurry, Mr. Diego." Gaiseric said, waving his hand at Diego to indicate his refusal. "The soldiers came from Cordoba and marched quickly all the way. They are very tired when they get here. The Roman fortress is right in front of us. As you can see, we have surrounded it tightly. They can't escape."

"But, my king, are you just going to wait like this? Isn't he afraid that the Roman reinforcements will come to support their sergeant?" Diego was obviously more anxious than Gaiseric. He couldn't be sure where the other Roman troops were, but the one being surrounded was their Roman sergeant, who was not as important as a field regiment commander. If something went wrong with the sergeant, it would be a world-shaking event! The Romans couldn't watch their sergeant get into trouble and bring shame to the entire country.

"There are not so many reasons, Mr. Diego!" Gaiseric interrupted Diego, "We have an absolute advantage. I don't want to kill Luca now, do you understand me? They can't escape. Even if God comes or the little guy from Ravenna is present, we can't be shaken. So Mr. Diego, my loyal ally, I hope you won't say anything more. Let the Roman captain of the soldiers hug the corpses on the ground and sleep peacefully, and see if he can sleep!"

Diego closed his mouth. He seemed to have heard something from Gaiseric's words, but Gaiseric did not say it clearly, and it was not convenient for him to ask Gaiseric directly, so he simply said nothing and turned away.

It was late at night and pitch black all around, but the strong smell of blood made it difficult for the soldiers in the fortress to fall asleep. Fortunately, after half a day's rest, they had recovered a lot of their strength.

At the moment, it was not just the enemies outside the city, but the corpses inside the city that became the biggest problem Luca was facing. The coalition forces of the Vandals and Alans camped outside the city. They looked relaxed and had no intention of attacking Luca at all.

At dawn the next day, smoke rose from the camp of the Vandals. They began to eat on the spot, and then silently looked at the dilapidated fortress where Luca was. There was still no intention to attack. Luca began to feel more and more uneasy, because he didn't know what Gaiseric wanted to do. Did he want to starve him to death? Or did he want to let the corpse rot and stink, and then let the plague break out and bury them together. Obviously, Luca was inclined to the former, because he didn't believe that Gaiseric knew that the rotting corpse would cause a plague, but both outcomes were easy to achieve.

In order to solve the current dilemma, Luca had to drag his sore and weak body to lead the soldiers to dispose of all the corpses in the fortress, because if they didn't, what would defeat them would no longer be the Vandal and Alan coalition forces outside, but the stench of rotting corpses and the plague that could break out at any time.

Luca wanted to take action while the bodies were still beginning to rot. He led half of the soldiers to separate the Romans and Alans from the bodies scattered on the ground and collect the weapons that could still be used.

As for the bodies of the Romans and Alans, Luca built a huge bonfire in the open space inside the fortress to cremate them all. They used broken shields and broken spear poles as firewood to pile up the layers of corpses, ignited the flames, and the raging fire burned the piles of corpses with crackling sounds, raising billowing smoke, and the air began to be filled with a strong smell of burning. The soldiers had to cover their mouths and noses with cloth because no one could withstand such irritating gases.

"What? What are you doing?" Although the bodies were being burned, the billowing smoke could be seen clearly from New Carthage, dozens of kilometers away. Gaiseric began to panic as he watched the smoke rising from the Roman fortress. He didn't know what Luca's intention was.

"The Romans are notifying their partners that Roman soldiers from all surrounding areas will gather here!" It was not just Gaiseric. Such suspicions spread one after another in the army, and the soldiers began to panic. This was on Roman territory, and such conspicuous smoke would make everyone alert.

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The smoke was like a huge pillar supporting the sky. In their opinion, it was so huge that even the gods in the sky would be amazed. Looking at the billowing smoke in front of him, the pungent smell made Andrew unable to open his eyes. He also saw other meanings in this huge bonfire, but he didn't know whether this method would work.

"Luga, do you think Marenius, who is defending in the north, can see this?"

(End of this chapter)