Have You Considered Xinyue to Be a Military Division?

Fario nodded, but vaguely felt that something was wrong.

The sound of breaking through the air suddenly came.

A quick "whoosh"!

A feathered arrow was inserted into Randall's shoulder, and with a bang, blood splashed out.

The surrounding warriors immediately shouted, Fario turned pale with fright, and was about to start.

"Don't come here!" Randall yelled.

Immediately after a whistle sounded, the earth trembled instantly and the air shook!

On the climbing mountain road ahead, among the woods, thousands of people and horses appeared out of thin air, with a mountain-like momentum, and the flags were flying, and the visitors were not good!

At the highest point, a middle-aged man straddled a handsome BMW, with long legs and broad shoulders. He looked down at the Celtics below him, and his bright red cloak was rolled up by the strong wind.

After sizing up the crowd, he turned his attention to the oldest Fario, smiled coldly, and said loudly: "You didn't hesitate to burn the food and grass in order to delay us!"

At the same time, a person beside the man was doing simultaneous translation.

Randall and the others looked up and glared.

The man continued: "In order not to be found, I deliberately avoided the avenue and walked in a detour;

In order to distract us, he did not hesitate to ask his comrades to wear eagle flags and military uniforms, and go separately..."

He paused, and looked at Zefario meaningfully: "I can only keep sending people to search for your traces, but the more I try to catch up with you, the farther away I find myself."

"But you never imagined how determined I am in my desire to kill you. For a person like you, I will never let you go!"

Fario's face tightened, realizing that this person might have misidentified himself, and he took himself as Master Neos.

If you guessed right, he is the initiator of the invasion of Wales, the governor of Britannia, Paulinus.

"And just a few days ago, finally, finally let me find the opportunity and seize the opportunity of your mistake!"

Paulinus showed a slightly sick smile: "Then the so-called Lord God, what else do you have to do to escape from under my nose!"

Chance of being wrong?

Fario subconsciously glanced at Randall, and Randall also looked over.

The shepherd who let go before!

Fario shouted in his heart, and it felt dark in an instant.

Randall also looked gloomy, secretly guilty.

Both of them came up with the same thought, if it was Master Neos...

After Paulinus finished speaking, he waved his hand.

The surrounding Roman soldiers immediately blew the death whistle, lined up, surrounded the Celts, and moved forward bit by bit.

"Boss, we are...surrounded again."

"High Priest, now..."

The warriors and believers who followed along the way panicked.

Fario suddenly felt his arm being poked, and turned his head to look over.

Randall looked at him and grabbed his wrist: "My lord, listen to me, Issini needs you more than us now, you must not have an accident here!"

"but....."

"I'm blocking here, you run away immediately!"

With a low growl, Randall drew out his long sword, turned his head and shouted: "Listen, all warriors, protect the high priest and leave, everyone follow me!"

A warrior led Fario's horse: "My lord, come with me!"

"Randall, what do you want!" Fario glared.

"Go!"

Randall turned his head, his neck burst out with blue veins: "Go find Lord Neos and tell him not to come!"

After all, he jumped up, holding a sword and axe, and rushed into the Roman army.

Paulinus listened to the translator for a while, thought for a moment, looked serious, and said with emotion: "So, did that god even betray his people? It really isn't that simple."

Below, although the Celtic warriors fought bravely, their lives were like candles in the wind. It is estimated that they will be able to achieve complete annihilation in the near future.

Paulinus paused for a while, pulled the reins, and gave another order: "Let the cavalry pursue and capture him alive. I will keep him to lure the gods out."

Speeding up the whip, like the wind and lightning, the branches and leaves whirring in the ear.

But the sound of horseshoes behind him still kept going, but there was a faint feeling of approaching.

Fario was jolting on the horse's back, and his bones almost fell apart.

The young warrior who had just taken him away looked back and said to him: "Master, you go first!"

When it was over, he turned back, drew his sword and led the horse, and rushed towards the Roman cavalry.

Fario's heart was shaken, and his face was full of sorrow.

I can't escape at last, but at least, the druid's hope is still on the adults, as long as the adults are still alive, then the Celtics still have a future.

Although Master Neos has always denied his identity, Fario has never had the slightest doubt

He has always firmly believed that Lord Neos, whom he summoned, will use all his strength to save and liberate the Celts in the British Isles when he thinks it is appropriate.

The speed gradually slowed down, Fario slowly closed his eyes, trying to calm his heart down.

It looked like he was planning to give up and run away, but only he knew what he was doing.

Fario focused and mobilized the only magic power left in his old body.

The magic power rises with the mind, everything around is quiet instantly, the ancient tree whispers slowly, and the swarm of insects and beasts speak at the same time...

The long howling of falcons resounded in the sky.

Fario opened his eyes suddenly, shouted loudly, and his pupils turned into eagle eyes.

The falcon in the sky trembled, glanced down, and then turned its course.

Fario fell off the horse following a twitch of his body.

Paulinus stood in the distance, watching this scene, and remembered the information about the mysterious magic of the Druids recorded in his diary by Julius Caesar.

He squinted his eyes, raised his hand to his eyebrows, and watched the falcon fly away.

The translator at the side came over with a flattering expression: "My lord, I believe you know what it is better than me, so that eagle... are you really going to let him go?"

Paulinus rubbed his chin and sneered: "Heh, that so-called god could use this kind of conspiracy to deal with me back then, can't I be allowed to use the same method to deal with him?"

"So this time, if you don't let him go, how can you attract that person?"

......

On the other side, three days later.

The girl Fei asked: "So, are we really not going to save Lord Fario?"

"Girl, didn't I tell you that wars and assassinations must have a purpose, and now I will teach you a lesson..."

Nios shook his head, raised his index finger, tilted his face slightly, his silver hair fluttered, and he smiled: "The means to achieve the final goal,

We often need to retreat in order to advance, to defend in order to attack, to take a detour in order to go straight...in order to rescue, choose not to rescue. "

"So, no help."

("Defense in order to attack, retreat in order to advance, turn sideways in order to face the front, and take a detour in order to go straight are inevitable phenomena in the development process of many things, not to mention military movements." - Instructor)

Chapter 17 No.17 Rumors rise from the water

"My lord, since we can't save him, why should we follow Fario." Fei raised her head and looked at the falcon circling in the sky.

"It's not that we follow it." Nios sat cross-legged by the river, closed his eyes and said, "I let it lead us."

"Where?"

"Walking along the river, you will definitely meet a city, and walking along the biggest river, you will meet a big city." Nios said.

"And this river is the Thames. If you go down the river, you should be able to reach the largest city, Londyneum [London]."

"Are we going into town?" Fei asked a little excitedly.

She had heard her father say that the city was beautiful. It had the widest road on the island, tall and sturdy buildings, and the market was full of dazzling goods, wine in glass bottles, gold jewelry, and silk from the East... ..

"Well, after all, where there are more people, there will be more information and rumors will be spread more easily." Neos opened his eyes.

This is his next plan, first to spread the rumors of the Celtic tribe's rebellion, to spread the will of the gods, to spread news similar to "Great Chuxing King Chen Sheng".

If there is a tribe planning to revolt, then it will take advantage of this rumor to take advantage of the trend; and if there is no tribe uprising, then it can also attract the attention of Paulinus and mobilize his troops.

Gurgling water.

After hearing this, Fei was silent for a moment, said "Oh" and stopped talking.

She found that she could no longer understand what the adults said, so she could only choose to remain silent.

Thinking how could she be his tool if she couldn't even understand the adult's words, she squeezed the dagger in her bosom, drank the hot water that Nios had boiled in one gulp, got up and ran into the woods to practice.

The adults said that no matter what you want to learn, you must be proficient in the basic skills, which is why the adults want her to practice every day.

As long as she is free on weekdays, even after the task assigned by Neos is completed, Fei will slip into the forest to practice by herself.

She moved barefoot among the fallen leaves like a little snake, and she swung her ever-lighter sword, chopping branches and knocking down leaves.

Or climb up the branches and follow Fario to jump between the trunks.

Neos asked her to cling to the branches with her toes and move back and forth to establish her sense of balance. She also learned to jump off the tree trunk, took out a dagger from her bosom, and pretended to stab the enemy below her.

When her legs and arms were tired, she squatted on the highest branch, panting, and listening to the cries of all things in the forest.

Like an eagle, overlooking the forest and river.

Fei imagined that one day, he would hide behind Lord Neos like this, and kill all the enemies for him from the air and behind.