Have You Considered Xinyue to Be a Military Division?

Nios sat at the end of the long table with a blank expression on his face. After Anya led the leaders to file in, he nodded slightly to the girl.

The chiefs who came in were either old or young, some were as old as dug out of the grave, and some were younger than Anya.

"Everyone's nameplates and departmental flags have been placed on the table, just take your seat according to it, you are welcome." Nios didn't get up, and spread his right hand lightly, acting like a master.

Hearing these words, the leaders breathed a sigh of relief. After finding their seats and sitting down, they behaved differently.

Some people whispered to each other, some coughed loudly, and some looked around with piercing eyes, and the scene was once noisy.

But Nios didn't intend to stop him, he still sat there, lowered his head as if writing, with a calm expression.

Anya glanced at the master, then scanned the leaders, and knew that it was time to come forward.

So she stepped forward, clapped her hands, and said loudly: "Everyone, please be quiet!"

The audience was silent, and at the same time turned to look at the girl.

Neos paused, put down his pen, and lowered his head, as if waiting.

If the master has not spoken yet, it means that it is not enough.

Ania watched his movements, and then raised her head: "In the name of Princess Issini, I welcome all of you here..."

"Little girl, where is your mother!" A rough-looking tribal male leader interrupted her loudly.

"My Lady Queen is inspecting the army under her command, and I don't have time to entertain you at the moment." Anya said.

Another leader smiled and said, "Then I invite you to go out, but this is a meeting of the British tribe leaders, and it has nothing to do with that man!"

"Yes, go and call your mother!"

"Let's just say we have something urgent to find her!"

Several old men became impatient. For them, it is urgent to negotiate with the queen who is really in charge.

And a princess and a servant-like figure really shouldn't be taken to heart.

"Ania..."

An extremely cold voice sounded, and all the irritable people just shivered.

They looked towards the end of the long table, but the silver-haired man still didn't look up at them.

He simply raised his hand, pointed to the throne behind him, and said to the girl, "... sit on it."

"Master!" Anya was startled.

Neos repeated in the same tone: "Sit up."

Anya bit her lip, walked to the seat where Boudica had been sitting, and slowly took her seat.

Only then did Neos raise his head and glanced coldly: "So now, the Queen has arrived, are you all satisfied?"

Someone slapped the table and stood up: "Are you kidding me!"

"It's not a joke. After all, according to the last king's will, Anya is the real ruler of Essini,"

Neos shrugged and said, "And now Queen Boudica is in power, just waiting for the princess to come of age."

But Aniya understood, this is the master trying to stand up for herself.

But the leaders were obviously dissatisfied with a half-old child.

The old man in his 60s had his beard almost turned up, and stood up beating his chest and stamping his feet: "You are insulting us. Didn't Boudica, as a subordinate and daughter, teach you to respect!"

She taught me, and I taught her more or less the same.

Neos complained silently, raised his eyelids and looked at the old man, "Sorry, respect has nothing to do with age, it's only about strength, and your strength..."

He elongated his voice, paused on purpose, lowered his head and took a sip of the wine, then raised his head to stare coldly at the moths in the Celtic tribe.

"...neither can it reach the level that I respect, nor can it reach the level where the queen can meet in person."

The words are not amazing and die endlessly!

The crowd suddenly turned pale with shock, and the atmosphere in the hall was suddenly tense.

"You, you..." The old man, who was still relying on his old man just now, was short of breath for a while, making people afraid that he would die in a second.

"I know the purpose of your coming here, and I also know why you are so anxious to find the Queen,"

Neos looked around the crowd with a domineering manner: "After all, this is why I invited you to watch this big show."

Among the crowd, in the corner, Epos, who had his eyes closed, couldn't help raising his eyelids when he heard the words, "Really..."

But other people's reactions were not as calm as his. Many leaders looked at this man of a different race with surprise on their faces.

"He invited" means that in a sense, he has the ability to influence the queen.

"Because of several wars and victories, Rome's rule over Britain has become increasingly unstable.

In the foreseeable future, Rome may even consider withdrawing from Britain. said Neos.

"Hey, what a mess, the Romans are not as simple as you think!" Someone retorted.

"How could it be so simple to give back the land that people took so hard?"

"The same thing will be given back to you, Britain is not as important as you think." Neos said.

The crowd was furious.

"asshole!"

"How can an outsider like you understand!"

Anya frowned: "Master, he is not an outsider, he is..."

Neos raised his hand to stop her, turned to the leader who questioned him and asked with a smile, "So, why do you think Rome chose to attack Britain?"

"It goes without saying that they want to rob us as slaves!"

"However, the population of Britain, an island country, is comparable to that of the mainland. They fight east and north, where are there not more people than here?" Nios said.

"The Romans are greedy for our ore!"

Nios shook his head and chuckled: "The ores produced in Britain are mainly iron and tin, but tin mines have already been produced by richer Spanish provinces.

In terms of iron ore, the production of Gaul and the Danube region is also more abundant.

Not to mention that the transportation of minerals in Britain still needs to cross the strait, and the cost is so high that it does not know where to go compared with these inland areas. "

"Here is the glorious certification of the Roman emperor's conquest of the territory!"

"Claudius is long dead."

"..."

After some back-and-forth conversations, all the leaders fell silent, everyone hesitated to speak, and everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

And Aniya looked at the back of her master with burning eyes.

Neos couldn't help smiling, and spread his hands: "So it's actually very simple, as long as we let the rulers of Rome realize,

The cost of ruling the province was greater than the cost of giving up, and the Romans were able to leave Britain and return the land to the Celts. "

"seriously?"

Some people can't believe their ears.

"You can judge for yourself whether it is true or not."

Neos said lightly: "As for the reason for inviting you here, many people have already guessed it."

"You are forcing us to stand in line." An old voice came from the corner.

"That's right, Lord Epos."

Nios snapped his fingers, turned around, and looked at the old man in the corner: "Back then, Her Majesty Queen was penniless and borrowed troops from all of you to revolt. Some of you refused, some opposed, and some picked peaches halfway. ..."

Epos twitched at the corner of his mouth, closed his eyes tightly, and remained silent.

"However, these are all past events. Her Majesty the Queen is tolerant and righteous, and does not blame everyone."

Nios chuckled: "And I also gave you a second chance to join, don't miss it."

The voice fell, and in an instant, the entire hall fell into a subtle silence.

If it was the day before, let alone this man, even if Boudica personally came to persuade them to join the rebel army, the leaders would probably not bother.

But today, after watching the military performance of that army, they really couldn't say no to it.

The so-called conspiracies make things happen, relying on mixed information, relying on the sword to take the edge;

In the corner, Epos was completely convinced.

He had already guessed that this grand ceremony would not be simple, but he did not expect that this person would be so magnanimous in his tricks this time.

Playing a military parade card directly on the face immediately made all the leaders realize that they were trapped in the situation and could no longer escape.

Moreover, he stated his future plans openly and told them that there will only be two endings in Britain in the future.

One is that Rome withdraws and Britain becomes independent; the other is that the uprising fails and the Roman rule will continue.

And no matter what kind of ending it is, the one who fails will face brutal cleansing, there is absolutely no possibility of compromise, and there is absolutely no neutrality.

So Nios is now forcing them to bet and stand in line.

As for where to stand?

The leaders looked bitter and glanced at their colleagues.

Needless to say?

Now they are all on Boudica's territory.

At the beginning, I foolishly thought that he was just hosting a banquet to treat guests to dinner, but I didn't expect that before the meal, the master's knife was already on his neck.

If he dared to shake his head and refuse, his head would fall to the ground.

Epos couldn't help sighing.

Treating guests, beheading, accepting as a dog, this whole set of tricks is intertwined and unavoidable, which makes people sigh.

What a monster!

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