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Aetius has a solemn face, so many people are not easy to catch.

"We can pretend to be the army in the capital and catch a few people and run away. If they dare to chase, we can set traps on the road and take the opportunity to kill their cavalry."

Spartacus said.

"Good idea, just do it."

Aetius glanced at him with admiration, and he had to say that his brain was very flexible, not like a barbarian at all.

So they divided into two groups, and Aetius asked a refugee to take Spartacus and others to their village, and he took people to prepare a trap.

In a village, some soldiers were punching and kicking some villagers, asking them to hand over their own food.

The consumption of the 300,000 army is a terrible number. In the bad traffic conditions in ancient times, if you want to maintain this army, you must eat the local army. Historically, the capital army was forced to retreat by Luculus because of lack of food.

Several infantrymen guarded the road to the entrance of the village, and a room not far away from them heard a burst of crying and rampant laughter. It was obvious that they were doing indescribable things, which made them extremely envious, but a pity. They can only be on guard.

At this moment, several Thracian cavalry were galloping here.

They glanced, not much alert.

They are all Thracians, if you are wary of Thracian cavalry.

When they got closer, they realized that these were new faces, so one person asked, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

"We are here to deliver orders."

Said one of the cavalrymen, and continued to approach them while speaking.

"What order?"

The infantryman asked.

At this time they approached here, and some cavalry had dismounted.

"right here."

After speaking, the cavalry drew it into his arms, and the other cavalry greeted them warmly.

Just when they were surprised by the enthusiasm of these people, the cavalry suddenly took out their short swords and pierced them fiercely.

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

"..."

The sound of sharp blades piercing into the flesh was everywhere, and the infantry looked at it in disbelief.

Only two of them were spared, but Shabo's big fists also hit their necks. They only felt a pain, and then they completely lost consciousness.

"Why are you doing this?"

An infantryman clutched his wound and asked with difficulty.

"We are Thracians of the Roman army."

Spartacus said with a complicated expression.

After all, these are the same race, although they are in different camps, let him understand.

The infantry suddenly realized, and finally closed his eyes unwillingly.

"Who are you?"

At this time, a Thracian in the village had discovered the situation here and said loudly.

"let's go."

Spartacus glanced at him coldly, then put a prisoner on his mount, and then a group of people ran out of the village with their horses.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

The Thracian quickly shouted.

The whole village was stunned. It didn't take long for them to figure out the truth. After learning that they had been attacked by several enemy cavalry, a Thracian commander yelled at him.

As a result, more than 30 riders galloped out of the village like a whirlwind, and the enemy's mount carried one more person, which was not fast.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for them to catch up with the enemy cavalry.

They were running along the avenue, away from Nicaea.

"You can't run, you bastards, I will kill you."

A Thracian roared.

Spartacus glanced at him coldly, beating the horses in his hand, trying to keep the distance between the two sides.

Seeing that the distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer, the Thracian cavalry in the rear shows a cruel smile, and they can already imagine the feast of killing that is about to happen.

At this moment, there was a burst of violent shouts from both sides of the road.

"Get up!"

The Thracian cavalry behind was taken aback. At this moment, horses were pulled up on both sides of the road.

Those horses couldn't avoid it, they were tripped directly by the sling, and then crashed to the ground, sliding forward for a long time before stopping.

The cavalry also felt a whirl, and fell off their horses one after another.

It was a terrible thing to fall from a war horse running at full speed. It was very likely that they would fracture, not to mention that they were still wearing heavy armor, and the cavalry immediately screamed again and again.

The cavalry behind was frightened and wanted to control the horses to slow down, but how to control the galloping horses, they too quickly tripped and turned into ground gourds one by one.

Only at the very end, the three cavalry stopped the horse in time. They watched all this in horror, and then immediately fleeed back.

Aetius got out of the dense forest and took a bite.

"Count you guys running away fast."

Seeing a cavalryman who fell to the ground and broke his leg, Aetius took out his short sword and walked forward to end his life.

Seeing this, Spartacus's gaze condensed, and he stepped forward and grabbed his hand that stabbed the second cavalryman.

"What are you doing?"

Aetius said ~www.readwn.com~ I think it's better not to kill them. "

Spartacus said.

"why?"

Aetius asked suspiciously.

"They are powerless to resist. You see that he has broken his leg. He will definitely not be able to participate in this battle."

Spartacus said.

"Because of this?"

Aetius said dissatisfiedly.

"Yes, we shouldn't attack people who have no resistance."

Spartacus said.

Aetius almost got angry, and couldn't help snarling loudly: "Spartacus, do you know what this is? This is war! It's a war of life and death! Just now they wanted to kill you, you Now I want to let them go! Is it because they are Thracians that you are merciful!"

Spartacus did not answer, but remained silent.

In fact, Aetius had guessed it. If they were not Thracians, Spartacus would never stop Aetius.

At this moment, his Thracian cavalry stood behind Spartacus almost at the same time, looked at Aetius coldly, and expressed their support for him.

Seeing this, Aetius's face was pale, these **** Thracians! These **** barbarians!

But soon he felt a panic of fear, whether these people would kill themselves, or it would be a capital crime to disobey the military order. It is entirely possible in this wilderness.

"Actually, you are right. If you keep them, you can consume the food of the capital of the capital. The capital is known as the army of 300,000, and the food must be very scarce, and they have to allocate manpower to take care of him, which can increase their manpower. burden."

Aetius immediately stunned, and began to take the initiative to find a reason for Spartacus.