Walking past them, Lujia held his breath and looked at their young faces, including their centurions. They were dull, giving people the feeling that they didn't even know what was going on. When they thought of their listless look, Lujia even began to worry about his future.

He walked into the camp pretending to be settled, and as soon as he entered, he grabbed Sebastianus. Luga could no longer help but feel dissatisfied in his heart and asked loudly: "Hey, didn't you say they are new corps equivalent to the field army? Why do I think they are not as good as the cannon fodder of the auxiliary army!"

"Oh, please don't be angry!" Sebastianus kept wavering to Luga and explained: "Now soldiers are trained from the battlefield through the tempering of steel. To put it bluntly, many soldiers are consumables."

"What?" Luga felt that Sebastianus said was so ridiculous. As his guide, he actually taught him that soldiers were used for consumption and did not care about their lives at all. "If you say that, what qualifications do you have to be my mentor? Go away!" Luga pointed outside the camp at Sebastianus, as if he had made up his mind and could not allow any change.

Faced with Luga's rude drive away, Sebastianus turned away in anger, but instead burst into laughter.

"What are you laughing at?" Luka raised her head and glared at him.

"I laughed at you for being too young and didn't know anything?" Sebastianus said and laughed, and shook his head.

"This bastard!" Faced with such a teasing, Lujia gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, "What qualifications do you have to be a soldier if you treat human life like a wild man like you? You go, you don't need you in the camp!"

"Okay, Lord Luca." Sebastianus looked very indifferent. He turned around and walked to the camp gate and stopped, looking back at Luca and said, "I hope that when you realize that you are just a helpless guy, you will still have time to turn back!" After that, he left without looking back, leaving only Luca.

"The powerless guy!" Lu Jia almost laughed out loud. For this defeated general, what qualifications do he have to teach Lu Jia a lesson? If he doesn't huddle in a safe place to recuperate, he will die with the guilt of failure all his life, instead of pointing fingers at Lu Jia, a star of tomorrow who has just started his career! He is indeed a little ignorant. When Lu Jia thought so, he walked out of the camp and saw Sebastianus boarding his carriage accompanied by Andrew. The waiter drove and slowly left the barracks. Lu Jia breathed a sigh of relief and said to himself: "This guy is gone!"

"Andrew!"

Andrew, who was standing there, heard the call and hurried into the camp. Before Luga could speak, he heard Andrew questioning: "Luga, what's going on? He is an experienced old officer!"

"Even if he has rich experience, he is just a demon as cruel as Etius!" Luga criticized Sebastianus and was as if he had completely denied this person in his heart.

"Andrew, now you see it." In order to stop this useless argument, because often encountering such a thing Andrew must argue with Luca. Both sides have their own opinions and cannot persuade each other at all. It would be better to keep your opinion. So Luca deliberately spread the topic and pulled Andrew's attention to the facts. "I was shocked by the difference in the quality of the soldiers and the discipline of the entire army, and I have to say that such an army really makes people unable to command."

"Then how do we do it?" Andrew asked.

"Three months!" Lu Jia stretched out three fingers, "For these guys, it takes three months to realize the ideal combat ability I think. And Andrew, you are using an instructor to teach these guys who have not even had enough hair to fight!"

"But, it can't be as you wish, Luka, sorry!"

What? Even you are not on my side anymore? Luca raised his head in surprise, and the first thing he saw was a piece of parchment handed over by Andrew.

"Where does this come from?" Luga asked, taking the parchment with confusion. At this moment, a picture suddenly flashed through his mind. Just now, when Andrew sent Sebastianus to the car, Sebastianus instructed Andrew a few words and handed Andrew a note. Could it be this parchment? Luga couldn't wait to take it apart and read it carefully.

"This is the edict of His Majesty Augustus. Before leaving, His Excellency Sebastianus asked me to give it to you. He said that since you have arrived at the military camp, it is time to hand it over to you." Andrew said, consciously standing aside, waiting for Luca to finish reading the letter.

Luka stopped in place with the parchment for a long time, because he could not believe that the letter was actually written by Theodosian II.

"Who is this guy?"

Luka held the parchment letter, his hands trembling, and asked again: "What is his relationship with Augustus?"

"It doesn't matter, Luga." Andrew explained, "Augus only knew that he was a staunch opponent of Etius, and that's enough."

"In other words, in maintaining the rule of the Flavis family in the Western Empire, they reached an agreement and formed an alliance, right?" Lujia sighed. He threw the parchment letter on the table, and slowly walked out of the camp with his hands behind his back, looking at the soldiers who were still practicing. Even if they seemed to train harder now, in Lujia's eyes, they were just pretending, like a group of monkeys performing in front of Lujia with weapons.

"Luga," Andrew came behind him and asked, "What did the letter say?"

"We are going to set out, Andrew," Luga said, without looking back. "Prepare to take the legion to the port of Athens for the naval commander Fulvius Hermanus."

“Where to go?”

"Great Sicily!"

Two days later, the newly formed legion faced the curious gazes of Athenian citizens and appeared in a dignified manner on the streets of Athens. The leader was naturally Luga, who carried a scepter and rode his horse at the forefront of the army. Compared with the guards behind him, his armor was not outstanding, but he seemed to have fallen in love with heavy armor and used the full-body chain mail that was equipped with cavalry at that time. However, this time, there was no longer thick leather armor outside, but red cotton armor. It was much lighter and beautiful. Such a huge team came to the port of Athens under the guidance of local guards.

"Stop!" A dozen sailors in leather armor suddenly appeared on the busy and crowded pier. The leader was a Greek helmet wearing cloak, thin leather armor, and purple feathers. He was not old, about twenty years old, wearing a purple cloak. Because the sea breeze has been blowing all year round, his face is not as fair as the princes and nobles in the mansion, and it looks bronze. Under the thick eyebrows are a pair of eagle eyes, slightly raised chin, and the corners of his mouth are raised, looking very arrogant under the crowd of soldiers behind him.

What a bold guy, Lu Jia was thinking in his heart. Didn’t this young man feel his identity? Even if he didn’t understand, then looking at the many soldiers behind Lu Jia, he should understand it, but he didn’t seem to be afraid at all. Could he be a lunatic or other reasons? Lu Jia didn’t know.

"This little friend." Luka knew that this was the territory of Fulveus Hermanus. This little guy dared to come forward to stop him. Naturally, he had a very good relationship with Hermanus, so he had to be kind and his tone should slow down. He said with a smile: "We are all emperors. Look, we have important things. I hope my friend will not stop him. It is important to give way to us into the dock."

"Who is coming?" Not only did the guy not listen to the advice, he stretched out his finger and pointed at Lu Jia and asked loudly.

Hey, this little bastard! He was so bold that he was perfect! This made Lu Jia so angry. If it weren't for the citizens who stopped to watch the fun, if no one watched him, he would have to "crack" the boy! When Hermanus asked, he would say he didn't know, beautiful, wonderful!

No, no, no, I can't think so!

Luca still looked at the guy with a smile and introduced himself: "I, Orius Luca, the commander of the Ninth Sanctions Corps, dare you ask me what my friend is?"

"Oh, it turns out you are the adopted son of His Majesty Augustus!"

This damn little beast, why is he so vicious! He pointed at Lu Jia and said this. Lu Jia's smile was a little frozen. His right hand unconsciously touched the hilt of the sword. He was now thinking about how to make up a lie to evade Hermanus. After all, if you get a sword, you will see blood!
Chapter completed!