Chapter 554 Traitor

Three days later, on the same night, the assault team had assembled in the barracks of the 14th Twin Legion. They were fully equipped, wearing heavy chain mail, helmets and black iron masks.

Livi was now at the front of the team, wearing a silver iron scale armor and holding an iron horn helmet with an iron face. His right hand was grinding the iron head on the hilt, and he looked up through the firelight at Valentinian's tent not far away, where there were layers of guards.

He couldn't help but think of what Littorio had said just now when he put his hand on his shoulder: "Go ahead and give Valentinian that kid a good kick in the ass."

Livy knew very well that this was not Aetius's will, but he did as he told Litorius: Aetius did not admit it, and more importantly, he did not deny it either.

After getting rid of Valentinian, he would be able to return to his post. Although Levi didn't believe it in his heart, he had to admit that it was essential for him to escape from this hellish life at this moment.

"Flavius ​​Luca!"

Levi whispered Luca's name softly. He couldn't help but clench his teeth and clenched the hilt of the sword even tighter. "I will become your nightmare, Flavius ​​Luca. I can't let you live comfortably as before."

Thinking of this, Levi slowly put the helmet on his head, and slowly, with full strength, pulled down the iron mask on the helmet.

There was no attack horn, no mobilization before the action. Levi simply shook the torch in his hand twice, then threw it to the ground, allowing the struggling flame to be trampled by the chaotic feet of the following team until it was extinguished.

Varus came out to check on the post under the cover of night. This guy was already tired of waiting here doing nothing.

He didn't know why he had to be on such high alert, because as far as he could see there were Roman military camps stretching for kilometers all around him. Even if it was an assassin sent by the Eastern Empire to kill Augustus, it would not be easy to pass through such a huge military camp and attract the attention of so many people.

The patrolling soldiers lit bonfires and torches and shuttled back and forth in the huge military camp. The entire camp looked like a dense "jungle" made of flames.

Being in it, the flames illuminated the place as brightly as day, and the soldiers passing by checked anyone who came in with intent, even those from the same camp.

"With such strength and an army that can almost defeat everything, who can imagine that anyone except God could have evil thoughts against Augustus?" Verus asked himself, and when he couldn't think of anything else, he couldn't help but smile at himself, and turned around to go back to his tent to have a good sleep.

"Stop, what are you doing?"

But at this moment, a stern voice of a guard suddenly came from behind. Virus turned around curiously, only to see a large group of fully armed and masked soldiers appearing outside the camp gate.

Because they were wearing Roman armor, the soldiers of the Guards did not suspect anything, so they stepped forward to question them about why they came. These guys stood there like statues, staring at the soldiers in front of them motionless, if they hadn't seen them coming with their own eyes and the wind blowing through their cloaks that fluttered in the wind.

"What's going on?"

Seeing these guys in strange costumes aroused Virus' curiosity. He walked slowly over and muttered to himself, "Is it because Augustus wants to watch some weird show?"

The silence of this group of people made the soldiers who questioned them furious. They stepped forward and stood opposite the leader, staring at the guy in front of them through the firelight.

He was a living person, not a dead object, so there was nothing to be afraid of. His anger also emboldened him.

"Hey, didn't you hear me? You bastard!"

The soldier roared and took two big steps to rush to the man, then raised his hand and slapped the helmet of the leading "statue".

“Crack!”

At this moment, the statue, which had been motionless just now, raised its left hand and grabbed his waving right hand. As everyone was surprised, they saw the "statue" suddenly come to life. In a flash, they saw the "statue" draw out the iron sword with a "swish" and before the soldier could react, he turned around and stabbed the sword into the side of his chest where he was unprepared.

Such an action scared everyone present. They stared in surprise as they watched their companions slowly fall to the ground. It was only then that Virus realized belatedly that these strange guys had ill intentions.

"Attacked! Attacked!"

The nearest Guard turned around and shouted loudly to the others behind him, but Levi had no chance to give him more chances.

Levi flashed in front of the man, swung the iron sword to his neck and pulled it hard. The scream stopped abruptly, and the guard soldier fell heavily to the ground like a puppet without strings.

At this time, the soldiers behind Levi rushed forward with their weapons raised high. They screamed and roared like poisonous gas surging in the darkness, drowning the guards who had not reacted in time.

"Defense! Defense!"

Varus hurriedly called out to the soldiers around him, asking them to organize into a line of defense, and then he went to call more soldiers.

Levi saw Virus trying to run back through the firelight, so he picked up a javelin from the ground and threw it at Virus.

"laugh!"

The sharp lance pierced through the chain mail on Varus' body. The sudden impact made Varus scream and fall to his knees.

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"Damn it! Damn it!"

Varus cursed loudly and lay on the ground, barely supporting himself with his hands. He reached out to touch his waist and saw a large pool of blood in his hand.

The pain in his waist made it almost impossible for him to stand up. The javelin was deeply embedded in his chain mail, cutting his waist. The pain of the sharp weapon cutting flesh hit his head again and again with just the slightest movement.

He tried hard to hold back the pain, but couldn't help but burst into tears, which surged down like a flood. Although it didn't look very manly, the tears did help to ease the pain.

His right leg was paralyzed, but he forced himself to stand up, holding onto the blood-stained chain mail, and ran with gritted teeth.

Levi led the assaulting soldiers with unstoppable force. Even the Imperial Guards, who considered themselves to have the strongest combat power, seemed vulnerable in front of Levi.

He was like a killing god, stepping over the corpses on the ground. His armor and clothes seemed to be soaked in blood. He held a torch and walked straight towards Augustus' tent, which was no longer protected by guards.

"What's going on, hey, Virus, tell me what's going on outside?"

This cowardly Valentinian was hiding in the tent and shouting for help. Levi raised a sinister smile and threw the torch casually. The torch fell on the heavy cloth and instantly ignited a raging fire.

"What's going on, Virus, help me, it's on fire!"

Amid the crackling of the flames, Valentinian could be heard shouting inside, mixed with the screams of women.

"Burn it! Burn to death, you incompetent tyrant!"

Levi enjoyed the feeling of killing Valentinian with his own hands. He didn't understand when he came to like the feeling of killing. Listening to Valentinian's struggling screams, he felt great satisfaction in his heart.

(End of this chapter)