Chapter 528: Suebi War (Part 1)

"Luga?"

Seeing Luca discussing something at the map table, Mateolius called out to him.

Unexpectedly, this small call did not elicit Luca's immediate response. They were still busy with their own things, discussing one after another, and did not take Mateolius sitting at the door seriously at all.

He was sensible and understood his embarrassing situation. Thanks to the wind, he vomited several times on the road. At least he got rid of all the mess in his stomach. Otherwise, he would have made a big scene again under the influence of alcohol.

Only after they had discussed the issue and with Luca's nod of agreement did the officers leave the meeting hall, leaving behind Luca, Mateolius and several guards.

"Luga!" Mateolius looked down at the hemp rope on his body, then looked up at Luga, meaning that Luga should not be on him. To be more straightforward, Mateolius smiled and said to Luga: "When did you come? Why didn't you notify me? Also, this rope is too tight, making me uncomfortable and embarrassed."

Luca first looked at Mateorius and was silent for a moment, his eyes were meaningful, and finally came back to his senses, Luca nodded at Mateorius and said: "Oh, of course, it is indeed too rude to treat the legion commander like this!"

After saying that, Luca nodded to the guard beside him. The guard understood and walked over to untie Mateolius.

Matt thought that this was a joke played by Luca on him. After all, he had to give some face to his savior in order to avoid being criticized by everyone for being unkind and unjust.

When Mateolius sat back down, Luca explained his purpose: "I originally wanted to find a flat area outside Tarraco to rest, but when I saw the dark clouds over Tarraco that blocked the light of God, I was curious and sped up to see what was going on."

Mateolius looked at Luca with a half-smile on his face, probably because he didn't understand what Luca was trying to express. This guy, who was always arrogant, was so picky that he couldn't tolerate any grain of sand in his eyes. From the dark clouds in his words to the obscuring of God's light, this was clearly questioning his work, and Mateolius would not allow this to happen.

"Luga, I don't understand!" Mateolius retorted, "This is just God's blessing of rain. How can you say that this has angered God? What I saw was the priest leading the devout believers in prayer over and over again in the church, the nobles running their own estates, and the guards patrolling and training day and night under my command to maintain order throughout the city!"

"Well! Yes, that's right, your efforts are obvious to all!" Luca nodded repeatedly in affirmation of Mateolius's complaint. Although he didn't know why, Luca wanted to believe this drunk Mateolius.

Luca called Mateorius to come forward, then pointed to the map of Iberia on the table and said to Mateorius: "Of course, as my close friend, Matt, you should understand how much I value you and how I want to cultivate you."

After that, Luca tapped Samantila on the map with his index finger and said to Mateolius, "Now it has come to a very important period. You should also understand the important position here, so we can't carry it, and I hope you can go all out to face this problem."

"Wait!" Mateolius immediately called a halt. He sensed a subtle change in the atmosphere, because Luga not only did not punish him for going out to drink, but instead ignored it. What is an all-out effort, and what is a rare opportunity? Isn't this clearly asking the 21st Luga-Victory Legion to lead the attack?

It may be that Luca didn't know how strong the army was, and he had never bothered to understand it. But Mateorius, who had always been the commander, was very familiar with it. Because of the lack of discipline, the current legion had little combat effectiveness. If they attacked rashly, it was unknown how much combat effectiveness the army could exert in such a sudden battle. Mateorius, who always boasted, didn't dare to be so optimistic. Didn't Luca know? "Luca..." At this time, Mateorius's expression was as painful as eating cow dung, and his whole expression was twisted together, which formed a sharp contrast with his boastful look just now.

"Matt, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!" Luca leaned forward, staring at him intently, and lowered his voice to continue speaking to him: "You train your soldiers day and night just to wait for a moment like this! You train your soldiers for a thousand days but only use them for a moment. Right now in Iberia, the legion named after me is the most combat-effective. And you, Matt, must achieve something if you want a better path. As my best friend, I have no reason not to leave this opportunity to you!"

"But…"

"No buts, Matt!" Luca was furious when he saw Matteolius' hesitation. He stood up suddenly and scolded Matteolius, "It's not your style to hesitate at this time, Matt. You should show your usual arrogance and take on this coveted task!"

Luca's words left Mateolius speechless. He could only lower his head and listen to Luca continue talking.

"Samantila is a very important city. It is like a sword in the hearts of the Suebi people. As long as we take it, we can continue to advance and actually split the Suebi people in two! As long as we succeed, they will collapse under our fierce offensive! Listen, Matt, take it down, and then continue the attack. Become the vanguard of the attacking army. If you succeed, you will get great honor!"

Luca deeply explained to Matteolius the interests involved, hoping to impress Matt with very good treatment.

But he still looked troubled and sat there, unwilling to express his opinion.

"Whatever, Matt!" Luca was so impulsive and excited that he slammed the table, scaring Mateolius so much that he shivered and looked up at Luca with horror in his eyes.

"I don't care. The Pope is in Tarraco right now. He wants to see us take down these damn Suebi. I don't care what method you use, just win!"

Luga was so decisive and resolute that Matt didn't even have the chance to reveal his incompetence. He could not say anything but stand up, salute slightly to Luga, and then flee from the meeting hall in disgrace.

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"Don't forget, we will set off in three days!" Looking at Mateolius' back, Luca reminded him.

"Do you believe him, Luka?"

Andrew came to Luga at some point and sat in the seat where Mateolius had just sat.

"He should pay the price." Lu Jia sat down slowly. His face was not as impulsive as before, but calm. "Let's see what kind of fate his waste of time for this year will bring him. Let's wait and see!"

(End of this chapter)