Chapter 479: Enraged (Part 1)

"A way to live?" The barbarians looked at each other, and after a moment of silence, they burst into unbridled laughter. Because in their eyes, the surrendered Romans had no dignity, but the Romans in front of them, not only tied up their commander out of fear of death, but also wanted to meet Attila to negotiate terms!

"He is a noble officer, a person of high status!" The soldier puffed up his chest and protested loudly to the barbarian officer in front of him: "If we beat or kill him, only Attila has the right to decide, you are not qualified. Having said that, we have also made contributions by tying up the Roman commander! We have reason to demand our freedom and corresponding rewards!"

"What if we refuse?" The leading barbarian officer adopted a brutal and unreasonable attitude.

"If Attila needs this Roman commander and you happen to kill him, I'm afraid that not only your life but even your tribe will suffer!" The Roman soldier took a big step forward and stared at the barbarian officer in front of him with a ferocious expression and a hint of sneer. "I believe that you are more afraid of Attila than I am!"

"Damn it!" The barbarian officer clenched his fists. He wanted to punch the Roman hard in the face, but he couldn't do it because the Roman was so right. He fought for Attila because he was afraid of him deep in his heart.

As expected of civilized people, seeing the Roman speaking so eloquently, these barbarians, while despising him, had to admit that they really had no other way to vent their anger except to beat up the Roman officer.

Under pressure from the Romans, the barbarian did not expect that he would be psychologically controlled by this Roman. He could only take two steps back and loudly yell at the soldiers behind him to make way for the group of Romans in front of him.

When the leading Roman soldier passed by him, the barbarian officer grabbed the leading Roman soldier and pulled him in front of him, staring at him with red eyes. Then he said, "Believe me, you fool, Attila will tear you into pieces!"

Faced with the threat from the barbarian officer, the soldier snorted coldly, then pushed him away and walked out of the city gate along the path made by the barbarians.

At this time, they were truly surrounded by the Hun coalition army. Fortunately, they were all soldiers carefully selected by Andrew. Although they saw the ferocious barbarians around them, normal people would have been scared to death, but they were still excellent. Although they were a little panicked inside, they continued to move forward without changing their faces.

"Attila, the Romans in the city have rebelled." The Hun noble who delivered the message ran to report to Attila, which made Attila confused again.

"How did they do it?" Attila asked with concern.

"They were so frightened of you that they tied up their commander and surrendered to you, Attila, in order to survive!"

"Ha! Aren't they just Romans?" Golding, the Hun who was a general behind Attila, sneered, "They have no honor at all. For their humble lives like ants, they can even betray their fathers. What can a mere commander count for?" While making sarcastic remarks, Golding did not forget to glance at Oedites not far away with the corner of his eyes. He himself did not like the Romans. Naturally, he looked down upon Oedites, a traitor to the Romans and a favorite of Attila.

"Let them come up!" Attila couldn't resist his curiosity and couldn't wait to take a look at the Roman commander who was resisting hard.

Soon, the Roman soldiers escorting the "commander" arrived in front of Attila. The leading soldier came forward and saluted Attila respectfully and said, "Dear Hun King, I am the centurion of the garrison of Thessalonica. We come here to surrender to you, Attila, because we are afraid of your bravery and want to beg you to forgive our resistance!"

After saying this, the soldier pointed to the "commander" behind him who was wearing gorgeous armor, and then said to Attila: "This is our sincerity to you!"

"Oh, how exciting!" Attila smiled and nodded to the Roman soldier. Then he looked him up and down. He found that he was dressed exactly like the bastard standing on the city wall who ordered the killing of his deputy last time. However, he no longer looked so arrogant. Even the gorgeous armor could not hide his miserable state. Attila nodded and said to the leading Roman soldier, "This is the right way to do it. You should know what is more important than what is less important. After all, no matter what kind of bullshit belief or what kind of Basileus who is like a true god is far less important than your life. Thank you, Roman. I like the gift you brought me!"

After saying that, Attila stepped forward and grabbed the "commander's" chin, holding him up and forcing him to raise his head. His eyes were cold and sharp, like a sharp and invisible sword, almost piercing through the "commander's" chest.

"You are very young!" Attila said to him coldly, "I heard that you are a senior officer of the Western Roman Empire. I heard that you have many impressive achievements in Britannia and Greater Sicily. This is enough for you to be proud of, or you can use your existing reputation to make a fortune. Believe me, I am afraid that your achievements can benefit you and even your descendants, but this is not a reason for you to be complacent. Just like now, admit it, you chose the wrong opponent!"

No matter what Attila said, this "commander" just looked at him. Although he had already been at a disadvantage in terms of momentum, he still said nothing.

"We have brought you, King of the Huns, a message you cannot refuse." Then the leading Roman soldier said, "But you must guarantee with your honor and reputation that you will not break your promise to release us after knowing this news."

"But I haven't made any promises to you yet!" Attila said, shaking off the "commander's" face. He slowly straightened up and acted coldly, as if he had regained his sense of drama as the protagonist in this scene. "But I can promise you that if the conditions you offer are attractive enough to make me excited, I will naturally agree to let you go."

"No, no, no, Lord Attila!" The soldier continued, "I mean not only our lives, but also the lives of nearly 5,000 soldiers guarding the city. You need to protect the lives of all of us."

"You are pushing your luck!" Attila looked very unhappy, but curiosity brought him back to his senses, because he was curious about what kind of good news could make him gladly accept the release of 5,000 people. He wanted to hear what the Roman soldier had to say, but he was embarrassed to nod or ask further questions. "You know, I can also order my loyal servants to beat you until you tell the truth."

"But this does not suit you now, Lord Attila."

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"Okay, okay, I've had enough of the rules of so-called civilized people. Tell me, I promise you, tell me!" Attila was a little impatient.

"The man in front of you is the only adopted son of Basileus. I wonder if the money Basileus owes you can redeem his beloved son!"

After hearing what the Roman soldier said, Attila's eyes widened. The son of Theodosius was actually in front of him. This guy must be worth a lot of money! When Attila thought that the thousands of pounds of gold had been settled, he was surprised and happy. After all, he had been busy for so long and finally caught a big fish!

(End of this chapter)