Chapter 510 The Consequences of Failure

Luke led his army back to Belgic Gaul, but just as Theoderic had said, he did not bring back a single soldier.

He was thinking all along the way, and the more he thought, the angrier he got. In his spare time, he greeted all of Theodoric's ancestors. Who made this selfish barbarian unwilling to give even the slightest bit of what he should have given? Now that Luca had nothing, he naturally needed to take back what he deserved somewhere else! So he began to secretly plan.

"Luga," Andrew said worriedly, "Our food supply won't last until the harvest season, and now we have nothing. What should we do? Should we ship some from Britannia?"

"Oh, wake up, Andrew, my friend!" Luca shook his head and continued, "Britannia cannot escape such severe cold. Right now, it is a blessing to ensure that Britannia does not fall into chaos."

"Then what should we do? At least we should give an explanation to Alessio." Andrew said with lingering fear: "He can't stand provocation. I'm afraid he will have another emotional breakdown because we didn't take advantage of Aetius."

"Don't worry, I have a bold idea." Luga laughed, which whetted Andrew's appetite. Andrew continued to ask, but Luga said nothing.

Back in Belgian Gaul, as expected, these hungry barbarians finally had enough of Luca's appeasement of them and began to protest against Luca.

They took advantage of Luca's absence to surround Agrippina, mainly to ask for the food that Aresio had promised them.

"Enough, I've had enough of your bread!" The leader of one of the barbarian tribes that surrounded Agrippina raised the black bread in his hand and shouted loudly, "Look, look at the food they give us, what is this? Look!"

He raised the axe in his other hand and chopped the bread hard.

“Crack!”

In full view of the crowd, the axe was actually bounced off by the bread, which made everyone present burst into exclamations. There was an obvious gap on the bread at this time, but compared with the sharp axe, the bread was still too hard.

"Look at this bread. It is as hard as a shield, and may even be more reliable than a shield. This is the food the Romans gave us. We can even say that they gave us more powerful weapons."

"Bread! Bread!" the barbarians roared loudly. Naturally, they were very dissatisfied with such hard bread.

"What did you give them?" Aresio asked the quartermaster beside him while standing on the city wall.

"Bread, bread!" Perhaps he did not expect to cause such a strong resistance, so the quartermaster spoke hesitantly, "There is not enough flour, so I added husks, shavings, sawdust, bark, and grass to the bread."

"So this bread is made to be as hard as a shield?" Alessio still didn't quite believe it.

"Yes, yes, oh, no, that's not it!" The quartermaster shook his head repeatedly, "This was just made a long time ago. I was originally going to give it to the civilian beggars, but now that they are here, I have to share it with them."

"Damn, these difficult barbarians!" Aresio cursed inwardly, looking at the barbarians who kept protesting below. He was somewhat helpless, after all, he had no idea whether it would be a war or a negotiation, and he did not dare to act recklessly and dictatorially.

"Sir!"

At this time, the officer guarding the city came up with a spear, came behind Aresio and asked: "For these barbarians demonstrating below, should we attack them and teach them a lesson, or just let them complain endlessly?"

"You should ask your sergeant, soldier!" Aresio waved his hand casually, "I am just an administrative officer, responsible for whether my subordinates and civilians can have enough food. Issues like war should be left to experienced people to handle!"

Aresio's choice was correct. Two days later, the legion led by Luca appeared behind the barbarians who were besieging the city. The sudden arrival of this army made the barbarians nervous. They hurriedly picked up their weapons, thinking that the Romans had lost patience with them.

Luca was at the forefront of the army. Facing the barbarians surrounding Agrippina, he was not at all surprised, as if all this was expected.

Andrew asked, "They are fighting, Luca, what should we do?"

"There is absolutely no need to fight with them!" Luga waved his hand at Andrew very calmly. He looked so confident that even Andrew was a little surprised.

"Have you come up with any good idea?" Andrew asked hurriedly, full of curiosity.

"Again? No, no, no, Andrew, I had anticipated this and had already made arrangements." Luga said, commanding the soldiers behind him to clear the way for the barbarians.

"What does this mean?" The hungry barbarians still had a bit of rationality. They could not understand Flavius ​​Luca's intention.

As the leaders of the barbarian tribe, they had the right to talk to Luga, so they gathered together and walked quickly towards Luga, wanting to know what Luga meant.

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“Okay, Andrew!”

Looking at the barbarian leader coming towards him, Luca smiled coldly, "Let's perform together. Now, there is no place for their bodies in Belgian Gaul, so let them go to a wider world."

"Luga, are you talking about the Gaul province behind us and the territory of Visgoth?" Andrew seemed to understand, but he still wanted to confirm it.

"That's why!" Luga dismounted, brushed off the dust on his body and continued, "They want peace but don't want to pay the price, so I have to teach them another lesson!"

At this time, Luga quickly stepped forward and spread his hands to the oncoming barbarian leaders to indicate that he came without weapons.

"Roman, what's your trick?" A Lombard who knew Latin asked Luca, "Maybe I should show you the bread you can provide. Believe me, my soldiers are very happy to use this as a shield and hit you hard on the head!"

"I'm afraid you don't have a chance, sir." Luca spread his hands, shrugged helplessly, and then said: "I asked others for food, but they were too greedy and stingy. Even though the warehouse was full of wheat and bread, they were unwilling to give me even a piece of bread. I am still starving. If possible, I don't mind sharing the bread you mentioned with you."

"This is not the time to talk nonsense, Roman." At this time, a Frank leader stared at Luca, "My people are starving, but you have not fulfilled your promise!"

"So I made way for you!" Luca pointed behind him and said to them, "Soft bread, cakes, honey, beef, everything you want is there, quietly waiting for you where I was frustrated. So, don't hesitate, take a step forward, you will reach Rome without any obstacles along this road!"

So the barbarians were tempted. They needed anything to solve their food and clothing problems. They couldn't wait any longer!

(End of this chapter)