Chapter 82 Scavenging

When Aetius's caravan had gone far away, Chief Centurion Guy turned around. The serious expression on his face disappeared in an instant, replaced by a relaxed look.

"Ha, this stingy old man doesn't keep his word and doesn't want to give us the eagle flag!"

Chief Centurion Guy said with a smile, and his expression became much better. Then he blew the whistle and shouted loudly: "Assemble! Assemble!"

The previously lazy soldiers immediately perked up, dropped the weapons they were still sharpening, and the soldiers who were exercising also stood up and clapped their hands and lined up behind the centurion. Except for the wounded soldiers who were still recovering, it was strange to say that cleaning the battlefield was a strenuous job, and it was under the noses of the Burgundians, but the wounded soldiers were still not afraid of the hard work and clamored to go. Those with injured arms were fine, but why were those with injured legs joining in the fun? "Are they all so fearless of death?" I didn't understand, so I had to ask Andrew. Who would have thought that Andrew was also beaming. If it weren't for the chief centurion Guy sitting here to suppress him, I'm afraid Andrew would have set off long ago! "Andrew," I continued to ask, "Why are you so happy too."

"Hey, Luca, you don't know." Andrew said as he found a bag. He was busy cleaning the debris in the cloth bag and threw it on the ground. He didn't look up until he had cleaned the cloth bag and said to me, "We are going to get rich! Luca, why don't you prepare a cloth bag, or do you have a better idea?"

"Get rich?" When I heard the word, the Oren coin, which I had never seen before, immediately flashed through my mind. Yes, those German mercenaries had just received their salaries a few days ago. Five Oren coins, five for one person, five hundred for one hundred people, and one thousand for one thousand people. This really represents wealth, at least much more valuable than those denarii. Without further ado, I hurried back to take out my cloth bag of bread and shook out the bread crumbs that had accumulated inside. I used to use this to satisfy my craving, but in front of the Oren coins, the desire brought by the bread crumbs became dull.

Before they could even stand still, the team had already started to follow the footsteps of Chief Centurion Guy and quickly walked out of the camp gate, leaving behind the wounded soldiers howling in agony.

They were jogging all the way, along the road that had already been flattened. Everyone was as happy as if they could go home. The large group of troops came to the battlefield that had just ended, under the wall of Worms.

The Burgundians on the city wall were staring at us vigilantly with their big eyes. Regarding the work of cleaning up the corpses, both sides had a consensus, that is, during the truce, both sides were allowed to send unarmed personnel to carry the corpses.

It is really accurate to describe the scene as a field of corpses. Under the surveillance of the Burgundians, we first untied the Spada iron swords tied to our waists in front of the Burgundians on the city gate. With the nod of the Burgundians on the city gate, we entered the battlefield. The air was filled with the smell of blood and gunpowder. I couldn't help but cover my mouth and nose with the cloth bag I brought, and one hand had to grope among the pile of corpses on the ground.

"How strange." Andrew said puzzledly as he groped in front of me, "As the victorious party, not only did they not clean up the bodies of their Burgundian compatriots on the battlefield, but they just let us grope around like that?"

"What? Are you afraid that someone will suddenly shoot you while you're cleaning up?" I looked up at the wall of Worms. It was covered with cracks from the impact of the huge rocks and blackened by the burning flames. It no longer had the original sense of magnificence, but was more of a dilapidated and desolate place. Twos and threes of Burgundians were walking back and forth on it, staring at the hundreds of us.

"They are now like deer in the wilderness, afraid of everything they see around them, including us!"

Chief Centurion Guy was outside the battlefield, pointing at the Burgundian on the city wall and laughing loudly. He had no need to be afraid. The Burgundian's behavior of ignoring him showed that the Burgundian didn't understand what he was saying at all. Guy had no intention of coming in to work. Besides his status, he was more disgusted by the dirty corpse.

Andrew and I were not so particular. Together, we lifted the body of a German. The poor guy had lost a leg. Looking at the blood on the ground, I was sure that he died of excessive blood loss.

"Look! Luka!"

Before I could come to my senses, I heard Andrew's joyful voice. I looked at him and saw that he was holding a glittering golden coin in his hand. Maybe the craftsmanship was not as high as I imagined. The gold coin was just pressed into an irregular circle with a head carved on it. The man wore a laurel crown, and the big nose was very impressive.

"Who is this?" I asked.

"Your Majesty Valentinian," Andrew said, blowing away the dirt on it, wiping it again, and putting it in his pocket until he was sure it was not dirty. He said to me, "This is the salary of these Germans, five in total! Damn sons of bitches, now it all belongs to us!" Andrew smiled evilly, reaching out to grope in the arms of the corpse, and took out another gold coin, but one side of this gold coin was covered with blood. Andrew wiped it clean on the German's body and handed it to me, smiling and saying, "Here, Luca, your first gold coin!"

I took it from Andrew and weighed it in my palm. It was actually called a gold coin, but the amount was not even as much as a denarius, and the color was a bit dark, probably because too many mixed metals were added.

Without thinking any more, I quickly put the gold coin into my pocket, and together with Andrew, I looted the remaining three gold coins from the German's body, and then carried him out of the battlefield, casually placing him on the side of the road, waiting for the carriage to collect the body. At this time, the fast-moving soldiers had already moved several, and the bags in their hands began to sink, presumably because they had received a lot of benefits.

Andrew and I hurriedly sped up. How could we, two centurions of the legion, fall behind the soldiers in such a big money-making event? Andrew was in charge of pulling the body in front, and I searched the body while walking. The money, people hide it in different ways. Some people hide it in their chests, some hide it in their shoes, and the most outrageous is to hide it in their crotches. Don't ask me how I found it! After a busy afternoon, Andrew and I have already made a lot of money, but I don't feel tired at all. This may be the power that Oren gave us. I sat on the side of the road, holding the bulging cloth belt in one hand and playing with an Oren gold coin in the other hand. It's time to make a plan. I kept throwing the Oren coin up and down, but my mind was actually blank.

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