Chapter 473: Attack on the

City The Romans on the city did not respond, which was what the Roman who surrendered to the Huns had expected. Looking at the hesitant Romans, he could not help but snort coldly, with a hint of disdain between his eyebrows. He was already accustomed to such scenes. After all, every Roman city defender he went to would have resistance at the beginning.

In fact, he had been accustomed to such situations since he followed Attila to attack southwards. The timid Roman duke would definitely open the city and surrender early. The bold one always cursed at him without believing in the real strength. Such an unpleasant guy should always be killed cleanly.

"Foolish Romans, do you really think this wall can protect you from the Huns' butcher knives?" He stood proudly under the city wall of Thessalonica with the attitude of a conqueror, calling "you Romans" one by one, but he did not know that he was a Roman, but he had betrayed the once great and proud title of Roman and chose the Huns, a temporarily powerful force.

"Sir Luca." Areobinders turned his head to look at Luca. Luca still lowered his head and said nothing, but he clenched his fists tightly on the wall. He was so strong that his knuckles cracked. His eyes were red, staring at the arrogant bastard in front of him.

"Luga! Luga!" Andrew came down from the city gate tower, calling out Luga's name, pushing aside the soldiers blocking his way, coming to Luga's side, and whispering in Luga's ear: "The scorpion crossbow is ready, and that man is just within the range!"

Andrew's words were very explicit, and this was in line with Luca's temper: he couldn't stand seeing anyone showing off in front of him. Everything now was waiting for Luca's order, or a slight nod.

"Sir Luca!" Areobinders saw what Andrew meant. He knew that such an action was extremely dangerous. He couldn't imagine if Luca chose to kill the traitorous Roman when he was instigated by Andrew. Would he choose to bear the consequences of this momentary impulse? "The lives of all the defenders and citizens of Thessalonica are in your hands. I hope you will be cautious!"

"careful…"

Luga murmured, he turned around and looked at the soldiers behind him. They all looked at Luga at the same time, their eyes full of pleading or fear. They were not ready for the battle, and Luga no longer had the luck he had when he instigated the Alans to rebel, because Attila was not Gaiseric.

"Indeed, this is a battle that is impossible to win." Luga's tightly clenched fists suddenly loosened, and he raised his head, took a deep breath, and then exhaled evenly, as if he had figured it out and was relieved.

"Sir Areobindes, and Sir Anrache." Luca looked at the huge Hun army in front of him and asked Areobindes and Anrache behind him: "If we surrender, what can we give them? Gold? Food? Ha, we are already stretched to the limit, what price can we pay to satisfy the insatiable Attila."

"You mean we are all going to die?"

"No, I just want to remind you that Roman soldiers should not say such a shameful word as surrender." Luca's eyes were firm, and he held the hilt of his sword, ready to be unsheathed and kill the enemy at any time. "If we surrender for our own survival, then there will be no barrier for Greater Greece and the Peloponnese behind us. I was invited to protect Rome, not to be a coward."

"There are too many of them. We are no match for them!" Areobinders finally told the truth in a hurry: "Luga, Basileus asked you to come with us just to attract the Huns to the south so as to protect his magnificent palace and the gold. He will even sell your life for his gold. Wake up, Luga, Theodosius is using you!"

"That's enough, Areobinders!" Luga interrupted Areobinders, "In the face of honor and responsibility, we cannot escape war and death! The Huns are doing this just to break through our defense line! We exist to resist the Huns!" After Luga finished speaking, he nodded at Andrew. Andrew immediately understood what Luga meant. He grinned, as if he approved of what Luga was doing now, and thought that this would be the right decision a man should make.

"War!" Areobinders murmured as he looked at Andrew's back as he climbed up the tower. His body began to tremble involuntarily, as if such fear had defeated him.

"Prepare for battle! Prepare for battle!" Anrasis called out to the soldiers behind him, and then he saw the soldiers behind him in chaos. They were distributing weapons, and archers rushed to the city wall to replace the Roman soldiers who were watching the fun.

"Why, have you made your own choice?" The Hun's adjutant stretched his neck to look. He witnessed with his own eyes the crowds of people on the walls of Thessalonica, completely posing for a battle. His frown showed his doubt, but this puzzled expression soon disappeared because he felt that the Romans had made their own choice - war! "Damn guys, you are dancing with death!" The Hun's adjutant looked at the walls of Thessalonica with a ferocious smile that made people shudder. He really didn't mind raising the butcher knife and then falling on the heads of his compatriots. He enjoyed the pleasure of such conquest and didn't care who the conquered object was.

Turning around, he saw Attila not far behind him. Attila's eagle-like eyes were staring at him, which made him flattered for a moment and at a loss as to where to put his hands.

"He is waiting for my order. Yes, the great Hun King Attila is waiting for my order!" The deputy general kept exclaiming in his heart, with an expression of excitement on his face that was difficult to express. He did not dare to let Attila wait too long. He quickly raised his right hand and used his usual gesture. He was ready. He was going to call on the powerful Hun army he served to flatten Thessalonica in front of him. Yes, he could not wait any longer!

He raised his right hand high and shouted loudly to the Hun army behind him. Even Attila's attention was attracted by him. Everyone was looking at his hands, waiting for an attack or something else.

"laugh!"

A black shadow fell from the sky, piercing through his chest and even piercing into the flesh of his horse's back. Both the man and the horse fell to the ground, shocking all the Huns who saw his death, including Attila himself, who couldn't help but stare with wide eyes as he watched the deputy fall to the ground.

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The armies of both sides were silent, and everyone was looking at the bodies of the man and the horse in silence. Only Luca and his men knew that the real war was about to begin.

(End of this chapter)