Central Army camp.

Duncan finally met the legendary Protector of the Realm - Aetius.

In fact, Duncan had heard of him for a long time, and just by the first impression, he knew this man was indeed a famous general of the current era.

The situation was simple. Duncan led the British Legion to merge with the Franks' Molov to come to assist near Orléans. Before they even met, Aetius had already sent a group of elite cavalry over, letting Duncan lead a swift charge to rescue Oleronia.

At that time, Duncan only met him briefly from afar, and this man entrusted Duncan with a significant task. It can be said that his ability to recognize talent was already a top-notch skill of the current age.

Moreover, his grasp of battle opportunities was extremely acute. Duncan had just led the army in a strike and directly forced God's Whip - Attila to retreat to the north, leaving behind a Germanic legion to cover the retreat, all of which Duncan wiped out completely.

As soon as the war broke out, he annihilated an entire vassal legion of the enemy.

Ask yourself, in this day and age, which commander can entrust their best elite cavalry to another's command upon first meeting?

And then during the decisive battle, enable the troops to cooperate with old enemy elites to break through the enemy formation?

Aetius was a rather tall and sturdy old man, sixty years old this year, yet still robust and traveling the front lines of war for years. They met briefly yesterday, and Duncan couldn't see clearly then, but now he could sense the sharp gaze of Aetius, like an eagle looking proudly, or a tiger lying in wait. Only he could use his prestige to awe the Eighteen Lords within this tent.

But upon careful observation, one could still perceive his signs of aging, a hero fading with time, as age is unforgiving, and after all, he was sixty.

In this era, he already counted as long-lived, still able to fight on the battlefield, which was maintained extremely well.

"Has Duncan arrived?"

A bunch of leaders were seated around the map, and the Protector of the Realm - Aetius raised his head, his sharp gaze looking at Duncan striding into the room. Even his eyes were slightly dazed.

So young!

That martial spirit even made him think of himself in his youth. Back then, when he went to the Huns' royal court as a hostage, he was also spiritedly rising amidst hardship, bearing the backbone of the Western Empire.

At this moment, Aetius even had thoughts of adopting Duncan, nurturing him as a successor.

Romans lived in comfort, revelry, and debauchery, and it had been a long time since anyone like this appeared. Aetius, although having Barbarian Race blood, was the most orthodox Roman, holding high the flag of imperial orthodoxy among Barbarians.

"Duncan. Come to my side."

Aetius showed a hint of a smile, as if treating a nephew. He glanced at his old adversary beside him, Theodoric I, king of the Western Goth kingdom. The two had fought for more than twenty years, yet now were forced to unite to face God's Whip - Attila, which could only be said that the world was ever-changing.

Back then, Aetius leveraged the strength of the Huns to rise, and was as close as brothers with Attila, reminiscent of Guo Jing and Tore, probably never expecting to meet on the battlefield today in life-or-death confrontation.

Upon hearing this, Duncan stood behind the Protector of the Realm - Aetius, as if becoming his bodyguard.

Theodoric I was also a man over sixty, clad in heavy armor, as fierce as a lean tiger, with eagle-like eyes and wolf-like vigilance, still full of compelling momentum. Historically, during the Battle of Sharon, he personally led elite cavalry charges, and ultimately was shot down by Hun elites, dying on the battlefield.

These two were the core commanders of the imperial coalition army.

Two men over sixty, fighting for half a lifetime, wanting to take advantage of their remaining time to solve the biggest enemy for the future generation!

——God's Whip - Attila.

Theodoric I glanced at the martial Duncan, then looked at his son Torismund, feeling inexplicably that this young man might be his son's major rival in the future.

Dimension Space.

At this time, Duncan had closed the combat unit markings in the projection page.

Because there were just too many!

All present were star-marked units, the tent area densely packed with one-star marks, a variety of two-star and three-star marks were not few either, and essentially all of Western Europe's elite troops who could fight were concentrated here.

Reality is, after all, not a martial arts novel, and in the army is where true strong figures gather, Yu Dayou fighting solo with Shaolin Temple is this army's style.

An existence like Demon Hunter - George would probably be equivalent to a ranger-assassin in the Warring States period.

A crowd of leaders were discussing the upcoming decisive battle, Duncan stood still behind the Protector of the Realm - Aetius, listening. The aging empire's renowned general occasionally glanced at Duncan, seeing him remain silent, his gaze of appreciation became increasingly obvious.

Calm and composed, planning before acting, this son is definitely no ordinary person!

Duncan just didn't want to overly interfere with the causes of the decisive battle, unexpectedly leading the Protector of the Realm - Aetius to believe he had composure, unmoved at crucial moments, possessing wisdom far beyond his peers.

Naturally, Aetius had also read the appointment letter of the Governor of the British Province, knowing that it was of no use now, as it had not been approved by the Senate. But Duncan led the British Legion across the sea to aid the Empire, having the boldness to step forward at this moment of crisis, then the position of Governor of the British Province.

He would sit firm!

The increasingly aging Aetius had been seeking a successor. His offspring were somewhat lacking in capability and probably could not turn the tide, so over the years, he had adopted quite a few sons.

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