Chapter 748 The Lion and the Wolves 12
Facts have proved that solid city walls cannot stop the enemy in front of them. If it is not possible to fully guarantee that the entire city, whether citizens or soldiers, can unite against the enemy, then even if the height of the city wall is reduced by half, it will be able to stop the attack of the Vandals.
But Rome's arrogant and inhumane system was bound to fill the city with dissidents.
They were slaves like rats. What were they in the eyes of the Romans? Livestock, tools, and rats.
These discriminated guys were not willing to shed blood and sacrifice for these slave owners because they knew that if all this was over, they would still be slaves and their status would be difficult to change. It would be better for them to turn the tables and let the Vandals enter the city to massacre their so-called "masters."
The sudden outbreak of war disrupted the peace of Rome, which had finally returned. Now the whole city is filled with fighting and roaring.
The slaughter that is right before one's eyes will make a timid guy faint, but the shouting and killing sounds that one can only hear without being able to tell the location and can only feel in the dark will scare people to death.
The Romans had already been frightened by the close attack. This was not surprising. They were not soldiers and had no ability to protect themselves, let alone their families. When disaster struck, they could only choose to flee.
At this time, the army, realizing that a disaster was about to happen, did not make the same choice as the citizens. They quickly gathered under the orders of their officers and formed a defensive posture in front of the city gate. However, what was different from the past was that they were no longer defending against the Vandals who might appear outside the city at any time, but against the Roman citizens inside the city who wanted to leave.
"Oh, God, please, for God's sake, let us out." The humble Roman citizens stood in front of the soldiers' shields and cried, wishing they could treat these soldiers standing with shields as gods and tell them all the misfortunes they had encountered since birth, longing for even just this one mercy.
"Let us out, you bunch of stupid fools! We are not your enemies. Listen, your enemies are behind us. See those flames? It's full of Vandals, waiting for you to chop off their heads and claim credit for your achievements!" A guy dressed as an aristocrat was pointing behind him and shouting at the city guard officer in front of him.
"I'm sorry, sir. I haven't received any orders for us to open the city gate." The officer guarding the city gate did not obey the noble's request. "This is just a small sneak attack. The Vandals will fail in the end. You don't have to worry too much."
Then, the city guard officer raised his head and shouted to the citizens behind the noble: "Now, the show will be over soon. This is just a show. Everyone, go back to your own rooms. The situation will soon be settled. In the meantime, please don't panic too much!"
Did this officer really not see the flames shooting up into the sky?
The adjutant standing next to the officer felt a little reluctant, looking at these citizens who had an extreme desire to survive. Behind them were raging fires and the "god of death" shuttling through the flames. If they went back, only death would be waiting for them.
"My friend, if they go back, they will die?" The adjutant leaned close to the officer's ear and whispered to him, "You know this formation is not a drill. If they go back, the Vandals will not let them go."
"You know the consequences of us opening the city gate!" The officer turned his head and stared at the adjutant, "If this causes the whole situation to get out of control, they will survive but we will be the ones to die!"
Seeing the officer's firm attitude, the adjutant really couldn't resist his persistence, so he simply swallowed his saliva, took a step back, and pretended that nothing had happened.
"You should know who I am!"
Seeing that such an order could not shake the officer in front of him, the noble stepped forward, lowered his voice, and threatened the officer: "I am a member of the Senate, and I order you to open the city gate!"
"I'm afraid I can't do that, sir!"
"Damn it, I'm ordering you!" The noble lost his patience. He roared and pulled out an iron sword from somewhere, pointing the tip of the sword at the officer in front of him.
As soon as they saw the weapons were displayed, the soldiers on the officer's left and right rushed forward. They raised their shields for defense and raised their spears to fight against the so-called senator.
Luca led a team of soldiers to the cathedral in Rome, where fully armed temple guards had already guarded this magnificent church.
"Leo!"
Luca stood outside the church, calling out loudly towards Leo's room at the top of the temple. He saw a figure flash by the window with fire on, and then the window opened, revealing a priest.
The priest then stood up and stepped aside, and Leo took his place, leaning his head out and looking down at Luca who was calling him.
Luca stopped calling out, he just looked at Leo, the two of them kept looking at each other for just a few seconds, and after these few seconds, they nodded at each other as if they had telepathic communication, as if they had decided something silently.
In this way, no one knew what they had promised. The other soldiers stared at Augustus and the Pope with wide eyes in disbelief. Even so, they could only sigh secretly: They are worthy of being the ones chosen by God!
Luca turned around and walked towards the port with the soldiers behind him. Along the way, there were fleeing Roman citizens everywhere, and they did not dare to block the way in front of the soldiers who were putting out the fire.
After walking through two blocks, Luca saw the Vandals killing and burning everywhere.
They frantically killed the Roman citizens who were unable to resist, and chopped down the Roman soldiers who had not yet had time to gain a foothold.
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The streets were littered with corpses. Luga stepped over them, drew out the Dragon's Breath Sword that he had carried for many years, and slammed it hard on his shield, making a dull yet crisp sound.
The Vandals' attention was drawn to Luca. When they looked up, they saw a group of Roman soldiers who had arrived late.
All I saw were the soldiers gathered together, gathering on both sides of the officer in the middle.
The Vandals looked at each other and then laughed wildly. After all, there were not many Roman soldiers who dared to resist. They didn't know what kind of courage these guys had to be against them.
They greeted each other and rushed towards Luga, waving axes and iron swords. Luga held up his shield and put his sword on his waist, at the critical moment when the two armies were about to collide.
Luka gritted his teeth. His hands had become rusty after not participating in battle for a long time. But even so, he still raised his shield and rushed forward without hesitation! "Bang!"
Probably because they did not expect Luga to take the initiative to attack, the Vandal soldier in front of Luga lost his balance and his eyes went dark before his eyes, and he was knocked to the ground by Luga's shield.
Without any hesitation, Luga raised his Dragon's Breath Sword and stabbed it hard into the chest of the fallen soldier, twisted the hilt and pulled it out. The whole action was done in one go, without any flaws.
(End of this chapter)