Have You Considered Xinyue to Be a Military Division?

To be useful is not to be abandoned.

The bats in the woods chirped, the canopy was lush, and the wind was blowing.

There was a howl of eagles in the sky.

Nios suddenly stood up and shouted into the distance.

A huge flat-bottomed boat came in the river, with several pairs of oars, a huge wooden head of a goddess on the bow and stern, and various people stood on both sides of Class A.

The sailor came out of the cabin, holding a bow and arrow, and shouted through the water: "What do you want!"

"Can you give us a ride?" Neos responded.

The people on board discussed together for a while, and the man in white robe walked to the railing: "Where are you going?"

"London!"

"It's not cheap and it's a long way from London!"

"You just send me, I have money."

money?do we have moneyFei jumped down from the tree, untied the rein, led the horse, and came to stand behind Neos silently.

The captain believed it, because looking at this man's clothes and behavior, he couldn't help reminiscent of those rumored nobles, and it was said that he had his own slaves and horses.

So with a wave of his hand, the white sail turned, and the heavy oars slid, slowly sliding the boat to the shore.

The bow of the boat hit the bank, and the boatmen opened the wide doors in the hull, and a broad oak plank protruded.

Nios stepped up with his hands behind his back, and the boatman took the reins from Fei's hand and led the horse onto the boat instead of her.

The captain greeted the two of them, Nios nodded, took out the gold collar from his bosom and threw it to him.

These were given to him by Fario before he left. According to him, these are symbols of the druid's status.

However, the captain saw the doorway inside. The gold collar was twisted one by one, which was a craftsmanship unique to Rome. This man's identity became more certain, and his attitude became more respectful.

These luxury goods were popular on the island a hundred years ago, before Rome invaded Britain.

Wine, glass bottles, gold jewelry...

The priests of the Druids and the leaders of the tribes were so enthusiastic about these commodities from Rome that some scholars said——"When Caesar hadn't led his troops to set foot on Britain, Rome had already begun to conquer here. "

The huge ship headed east all the way and went down the current at an extremely fast speed.

The shaking of the boat made Fei a little uncomfortable, but Nios told her to seize the opportunity and practice more on the boat, so that she could better grasp the sense of balance.

And he himself was invited by the captain to dine with him.

In the cabin, the fish was thrown into the hot barley porridge, and honey and goat's milk were poured in. After stirring, it gave off a strange smell.

Neos is not too harsh on food, but every time he sees people in this world treat ingredients like this, he always feels reckless.

He always felt that he must have eaten better meals than these before.

The captain handed over the bowl.

"Thank you." Neos took it, blew lightly, and took a sip.

Seeing that the man didn't show a strange expression, the captain breathed a sigh of relief, and then started eating by himself.

"So, my lord, why did you appear in this kind of place?" He asked suddenly after taking a sip of barley porridge.

"Why do you have such a problem?" Neos glanced at him.

"Hey, I'm just curious." The captain smiled, the wrinkles on his face were extremely funny.

"It stands to reason that people like you should be in Rome or the East. How could you go to a place like Britain?"

Neos was silent for a moment, then put down the bowl: "Governor Paulinus is conquering Wales, do you know that?"

"I know, I know, we are going to do business in Wales this time. It has just been conquered there, and there are many business opportunities." The captain nodded frequently, smiling like a rotten persimmon.

Neos nodded, "Yeah": "I originally came to Britain from Rome all the way to give Paulinus the gift of conquering Wales.

But unexpectedly, he was hijacked by the Celtic tribe. Only one slave died, and he escaped with difficulty. "

"Oh, that's it." The captain suddenly realized.

"But it's just on the surface. You don't know what I saw, and why I was so anxious to go back to London." Neos' voice was low, full of mystery.

The captain swallowed, and subconsciously asked, "Why?"

"Those Celtic tribes are planning to rebel." Neos said in a deep voice.

"how come!"

"It is said that they got the will of the gods." Nios said.

The captain was silent, and he began to think about whether he would stay in London next, or sail directly to Gaul, and return after the rebellion was over.

"So, you'd better tell this news to more people, so that they can run away, or wait for the group of barbarians to kill..."

Neos paused for a moment, with a serious expression: "...the birds and beasts will not stay!"

(One)

Chapter 18 Chapter 18 Ancient London

In the early morning, Nios and his party arrived in London.

Lookouts shouted from the mast, and the captain paced up and down the deck, giving orders.

Standing side by side, Neos and Fay watched the largest city in Britannia come into view.

What was once a crude tribal fortress is now a bustling city.

Mansions, fairs and barns, taverns, cemeteries and brothels...  

There are hundreds of ships moored in the port, whether it is a deep-water merchant ship crossing the strait or a raft from a village, they all come and go here.

From Italy and Gaul, the trading plates were unloaded, and the rich minerals of Britannia were loaded immediately, ready to be transported to Rome, the city at the center of the empire.

People come and go in the fish market, merchants and fishermen are in an endless stream, and the noise is abnormal.

There are also wide Roman-style gravel avenues, and tall aqueducts extending into the city.

A hundred years of conquest and assimilation have made this place look like any Roman city.

The girl Fei rested on her toes, watching everything around her with burning eyes.

It was the first time in her life that she saw such a city, so many people and things, and the huge amount of information almost burst her brain.

Nios looked at the city with admiration, thinking that in a few hundred years, it would probably be one of the most magnificent cities in the world.

After all, many plains and riverside cities in history can basically develop into prosperous big cities.

But if it is a strategic choice, this city is really not a good choice. The terrain is flat, directly connected to all directions, easy to attack and difficult to defend, and a place of four wars.

The so-called golden horn and silver edge straw wrap belly is roughly the same.

Unless... the entire British Isle can be conquered, and the microscopic central place can be transformed into a macroscopic safe place.

Just as he was deep in thought, the sailboat was about to dock, only to hear the captain yell loudly, dozens of oars were pulled up neatly from the water and retracted into the hull.

The sailor jumped off the boat and hitched the Range Rover.

The captain walked to Neos and smiled all over his face: "Master, do you need me to help you send your luggage to the hotel?"

"Do you have any recommendations?" Neos asked.

The captain thought for a while: "My younger brother opened one in the west. Although it is not close to the city center, I promise it is clean, comfortable and cheap."

"So please." Neos saluted.

The captain asked the sailors to take Neos' horse and luggage to the recommended hotel. As he said, the boss looked like the captain.

It's just that compared to his elder brother's weather-beaten appearance, his younger brother obviously prefers to be clean, with neat short hair, a clean shaven beard, and a brown blouse all over his body.

The hotel room is considered spacious and well ventilated, and the proprietress also cooks well.

It's just that the boss seemed a little surprised by Neos' arrival.

"My lord, I think you're well dressed, don't you really plan to live here?" the boss asked.

The captain pushed his shoulder petulantly.

"Oh, can't I live here?" Nios didn't mind such a question, and asked with a smile.

"No, no, I'm not saying you can't live here, I mean are you really going to live in London?" said the boss.

"Why can't you live in London?" Neos found the key information.

The boss said mysteriously: "Recently, many important people have moved out to take refuge, even the financial officer from Rome. They all said that the Iceni tribe gathered an army,

They were marching towards Canurodnum [now Colchester], and their next stop was London. "

The captain was startled, and turned to look at Nios: "My lord, you are right!"

Neos ignored his compliment, narrowed his eyes, and his expression became subtle.

Although he himself didn't expect someone to revolt, but since this is the case, his next step will come naturally.

"So, why don't you go?" Neos turned his head and asked the boss.

The boss laughed: "Ha, how do I go, my house and family are here,

And there have been such rebellions before, but they were never a match for Roman soldiers..."

"If I were you, I would leave this city as soon as possible." Neos interrupted him.

The captain and the boss looked at each other with doubts in their eyes.

Nios smiled, turned his head and looked out the window, as if he saw the flames of war: "There are three reasons, one is that the Celtics have long held grudges against Roman rule, and this outbreak is definitely different from the past;

The second is that Governor Paulinus is far away in Wales. Even if he gathers the army at the fastest speed, only a small number of cavalry will arrive, which is difficult to resist. Therefore, he will definitely abandon the city and choose to use the method of retreat. rear soldiers;

[-]. When the autumn harvest is approaching, but resolutely choose to raise troops, it means that the Celts intend to use war to support war. In addition, the Celts fight without rules and the soldiers are not strict. If they break the city, they will plunder property and massacre citizens. burn the city..."

Speaking of this, cold sweat had already rolled down the foreheads of the two middle-aged strong men.

The two brothers looked at each other and swallowed heavily.