Chapter 530 Eleven Laws

"Leo seems very disappointed in you, Luca." Looking at Leo's car going away, Andrew said to Luca with a wry smile: "As far as I know, he is not a person who likes to be disappointed."

"I know." Luca nodded in response: "Maybe he just wants to see if I can solve this problem." Looking at the retreating army, Luca couldn't help but sneer and said: "I thought I could hold on for a while, even if it means letting the Suebi suffer a little. Facts have proved that I was wrong, extremely wrong."

The defeated Mateolius seemed like a different person, completely losing his original spirit. He walked forward dejectedly, as if a heavy weight was hanging under his feet, making it difficult for him to move forward.

He had no idea how long it took him to get in front of Luga. He lowered his head and didn't even have the courage to look up at Luga.

"Are you back?" Luca's voice was gloomy, and it almost came from his throat.

The sound was not loud, but it was like a punch hitting Mateolius' heart. He buried his head even lower and didn't dare to be arrogant to Luga like he used to. Perhaps this was what he was particularly worried about, and it all happened.

The battle seemed to have reached a stage-by-stage result. The Roman army, which should have withdrawn for retreat, did not move. They stood at their posts in the formation, as if the battle was not over yet.

"What's going on? Why don't you leave? Are you going to stand here like a clown and be ridiculed by these barbarians?"

The soldiers were puzzled, so their doubts were transmitted from outside to inside. They could not understand the commander's actions. Because they had just arrived and rushed to attack, now the attack failed, not only did many people die, but the only siege cone was also destroyed by the Suebi.

Feeling deeply insulted, the Roman soldiers naturally did not want to stay here. Who would not want to rush up and teach those complacent barbarians a lesson? However, without siege weapons, they were no different from these barbarians.

In the center of the army, the soldiers were staring at the two people in the center of the formation. They stood like opposing statues in full view of everyone.

Anyone with a discerning eye could tell what Luca was thinking. He needed an explanation, especially from Mateolius, as to why things had turned out like this and why he was so passive and helpless.

Seeing that Mateorius didn't say a word, Luca became anxious, his breathing gradually became rapid, he needed to explain, but Mateorius didn't say anything at all.

"Oh no, he's angry, what should I do?" Mateolius' mind was spinning rapidly, constantly thinking about how to explain after making such a big mistake.

Not only Luga was waiting, all the soldiers in the venue were waiting here. It was hard to imagine how much psychological pressure this guy would bear when thousands of eyes were focused on him.

The whole scene was eerily quiet. It was hard to imagine how eerie the scene was.

"Go ahead, you should give a reasonable explanation. After all, you have been walking for quite some time."

"We went into battle too hastily!"

"What else?"

"We don't have siege weapons, we don't have powerful siege weapons, and we can't threaten the Suebi enough." Mateolius defended himself very well, with no intention of apologizing for his mistake.

"Siege machine, ha!" Luga smiled and shook his head, "Even if I gave you the tallest trebuchet and the strongest siege cone, it wouldn't make your soldiers any stronger!"

"But you failed after all. The number of the enemy was not even enough for one of your field regiments." Luga wanted to say that there were only a few dozen of them, but he didn't say it out loud.

Unexpectedly, Mateolius also stopped talking, and he didn't seem to make any excuses for this.

"Tell me, Matt, how do you plan to deal with this failed battle?" Luga said coldly, making Mateolius feel very uncomfortable, because Luga had never spoken to him like this, especially with such an attitude.

"Why don't you speak?"

"I haven't thought about it yet!"

"Then I'll help you think about it!"

Luca yelled, he was so furious, "I could foresee your failure today from the discipline your subordinates showed in Tarako. I warned you before, but you were stubborn. I decided not to show you mercy anymore!"

"You should know what the Roman military system is. The Romans never allow failure! You also know what the consequences are for the loser."

Mateolius' silence did not mean that he did not know, he just did not dare to say it for fear that Luca would really do it.

"Andrew, execute the eleven laws!" Luca turned around and said to Andrew in an imperative tone.

"As you wish, Luca!" Andrew said, and then asked: "Luca, are they attacking soldiers?"

"Everyone!" Luca's tone was extremely firm. "This is not a problem with the two thousand attacking soldiers. Everyone has a problem. Everyone should follow this order!"

After saying that, Andrew nodded heavily. He was Luca's most loyal partner and of course the most staunch supporter of Luca's orders.

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Hearing this order, Mateolius turned around and looked at the soldiers behind him. They were clearly terrified. Although they were born as mercenaries, they were naturally familiar with the famous Eleven Laws of Rome.

This is a fatal punishment, which means that 500 of us out of 5,000 people will face death.

"Of course, there's also you, Mr. Mateolius!" Luca pointed at him with an extremely firm attitude.

Mateolius' face turned pale in an instant, his lips trembled, and he smiled slightly and said to Luca: "What, did I hear it wrong?"

"No, Lord Mateolius! You and your soldiers must also accept the Eleven Laws. This is your punishment. After all, it is not enough to just stand by and watch. You must be there and experience the despair of your soldiers firsthand. Then tell yourself that all this is thanks to you. Of course, I can't guarantee that you will have special good luck so that you can draw that hard-to-get one!"

Luca said it lightly, but Mateolius felt heavy-hearted. He couldn't even imagine that Luca would make fun of him.

"What? What are you talking about? I'm your savior!" Mateolius pointed at himself and protested loudly, "It was me. I saved your life, and you actually want to kill me! You actually want to kill me!"

Mateolius' roar was so loud that the surrounding soldiers turned around and looked at him.

"If you can't even live and die with your soldiers, how are you supposed to command them?"

"I don't care! I don't care!" Mateolius completely lost his mind. He pointed at Luca and shouted hysterically: "I saved your life. For God's sake, you should give me privileges. You can't kill me!"

Luca didn't listen to his almost begging words at all. He turned around and said to Andrew who was handing out lots: "Andrew, give him a lot."

"No problem, Luca!" Andrew hurried over, handed it to Mateolius, and said with a smile: "Matt, try your luck, maybe it's a live lottery!"

I'm sorry, due to personnel changes, I have to take on multiple duties again, so I can only update once a day, which is really my limit.

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