Have You Considered Xinyue to Be a Military Division?

Turner took the straw paper and glanced at it. A simple map was drawn on it. After a few seconds, his face became slightly solemn.

"Master Turner, how is the situation?" Anya asked.

Turner and the girl looked at each other, bowed and sighed: "Master Neos is right again."

For a moment, the faces of everyone in the hall were ugly, and people began to whisper.

"how many people?"

"A union of about three tribes, two thousand and three," said Turner.

Anya pondered for a moment: "Can you be sure which tribes it is?"

Turner nodded: "I'm sure, Master Neos said before he left, that as long as no one follows the coalition forces in this expedition..."

"...Whoever is the leader who wants to sneak attack on the city." Anya understood.

"Now is not the time to discuss this!"

Owen was a little anxious, and his double chin trembled: "There are less than [-] defenders in the city now, and they are only used to maintain law and order. They can't be flooded like last time!"

"Don't worry, Lord Owen, Master has already made arrangements for this." Ania smiled and looked at Turner.

Turner nodded: "Master Neos taught before that even war must be based on agriculture."

"Well, so I ordered that all the farmers and workers in the city be summoned, and all young and middle-aged men will be temporarily enrolled,"

Ania waved her little hand, and calmly ordered: "Also, Mr. Owen, please send everyone in the administrative department to collect all farm tools."

"farm tools?"

"Yes, farm tools!"

Anya nodded, "Pitchforks, shovels and hoes are used as spears; carriages and ox carts are used as camps and sculls; coir raincoats and bamboo hats are used as armor and shields; cattle and horses are used for food supply, chickens and dogs are used for vigilance; Literate officials can temporarily appoint him as the general in command of the militia..."

With the order after order, the hall gradually became calm.

All the officials will quietly wait for the girl's dispatch.

For a moment, they looked at the girl berating Fang Qiu on the throne, as if they saw the silver-haired man.

"...and then Lord Turner."

The man bows.

Aniya looked at the warrior who followed all the way: "Please lead two groups of elite soldiers, hide out of the city at night, camp and wait on the two hills outside the city, and make horns with the city.

When waiting for the opponent to attack the city, it is up to you to grasp the opportunity to attack at any time. "

"Yes." Turner nodded.

Anya nodded in satisfaction, bit her nails, thought for a long time, her little face lit up, and she turned her head to look at the corner.

"But there is one last arrangement, Miss Fei, please."

"Ah."

In the dark corner, there was an indifferent reply, and the temperature of the whole hall instantly dropped. All the officials and generals shivered, and the back of their necks felt cold.

......

The campfire was brightly lit, surrounded by tents in the forest clearing, and warriors wrapped in animal skins stepped in the mud, drinking and having fun.

In the tent, the young leader was lying on the animal skin chair, which was soft and comfortable.

If Boudica sees it, he will be surprised, because this leader is the one who supported him at the meeting before, but now he suddenly turned his back...

The two chiefs around him raised their wine barrels towards him, laughing and praising him wildly.

"As expected of you, it really isn't that easy to become a leader!"

"Absolutely no one would have imagined that we would be attacking the city at this time!"

"Now all the forces have been assembled, and we are waiting for tomorrow's attack!"

"I just pity those old men. They are either busy looking for the illusory treasure, or they are blinded by hatred. Only we have discovered the most valuable part of it!"

"That's right, what kind of god, what kind of fairy, only a fool would believe it!"

The corners of the young leader's mouth raised, and he said contemptuously, "Oh, sorry, I only care about my queen, and that is the most valuable."

The two people under the seat looked at each other with subtle expressions.

Should it be said that he is indeed a young man? He is young and energetic, and because of that glimpse at the beginning, he brought soldiers and horses to snatch it now.

"Ha, but only a confident person like you can be worthy of that queen!" One person echoed.

"No, she is worthy of me." The young man sneered.

As soon as the words were finished, the flames in the tent suddenly jumped, and the cold wind lifted the curtain, and the fine hair seemed to be blown.

The back of the head unconsciously became alert, and the three of them fell silent for a while.

"Did you hear anything?" asked the young leader.

He seemed to hear footsteps just now, but it was so light that it seemed to be an illusion.

"No." The other shook his head.

"What's wrong?" One frowned.

"I don't know, I just feel something is wrong." The young leader said.

"By the way, why is it so quiet outside, wasn't he still drinking just now?"

The young leader stood up with an ominous premonition, "I'll go and have a look."

But the moment he stood up, there was a clear sound of drawing a knife behind him, followed by a silent shadow flickering.

There was a sharp pain in the young leader's waist, his eyes were wide open, and he took a deep breath.

Looking back, a small figure came behind him at some point, and the dagger was buried in his warm body.

She had been hiding in the darkness, quietly taking her life away.

Assassin has a new definition in the heart of this young leader, but unfortunately, it's too late.

And this is even just the tip of the iceberg where Neos has gradually shown his influence in this era!

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Chapter 208 Chapter [-] Confession and Farewell

At night, the moonlight shrouded the five of them, and the sacred mountain was surrounded by mist, and there were small sounds from the dense forests on the left and right.

"Then, the next script is like this."

Neos glanced at everyone, raised a finger, and smiled slightly: "The three of you will return to London in order to rescue your companions, and Paulinus will definitely not execute him too soon in order to extract information, so you still have time."

"But the question is how to save it?" Aya frowned.

Romanio nodded: "Indeed, because of you, the governor must have taken precautions against us."

"Lord Neos?" Mirtha also cast a puzzled look at him.

"So this is the branch point,"

Neos said, holding up his second finger, "After you arrive in London, you will face two choices, one is to sneak in and assassinate..."

He paused and glanced at the silent emperor, "The second is to prove your sincerity to Rome so that they won't punish you."

"Is this what you mean by sending the military and saving the emperor?" Romagno asked.

When the last two words were spoken, Nero's body trembled violently, and his head lowered even deeper.

"But will the governor really trust us?" Aya expressed concern.

"I never told you to show loyalty to Paulinus," Neos said.

"Then we..."

Martha's eyes lit up, "My lord, what do you mean!"

Neos smiled and nodded, "Yes, you can skip Paulinus and directly contact the commander of the Guards, Bruce, saying that he has brought important information from Winchester."

"In this case, even if the governor doesn't believe us, we won't be afraid!" Romagno was pleasantly surprised.

Sometimes, the most ingenious strategy requires only the simplest step.

"Then what do you mean by rescuing the emperor?" Aya was puzzled again.

Martha looked solemn: "Probably, the person who sent us into the city to look for it before is the emperor!"

The corner of Romanio's mouth twitched, and he looked at the man: "You...wouldn't really kidnap the emperor, would you?"

"Otherwise, do you think..."

Nios raised his hand and put it on the shoulder of Nero beside him, "The Praetorian Guards landed on the island from Rome to suppress the rebellion, but the army has been stationed for so long and has not attacked until now, isn't it because I have hostages in my hands? .”

Nero's trembling became more violent.

The way the three of them looked at him also became...subtle.

Like watching a madman.

"So as long as you can save the emperor and hand it over to Bruce, no matter how Paulinus wants to punish you, it will be useless." Neos raised his chin lightly.

"So we have to go back to the city and bring the emperor?" Aya had given up thinking.

"No, don't take it," said Romagno suddenly.

"Why don't you bring it?" Aya didn't understand, turned her head and asked, but found that his eyes were fixed on the blond girl beside Neos.

Rich girl?

Mirta poked Aya suddenly, and her eyes were glued to Nero's body.

"Actually, I've always had this feeling. The governor wants us to find someone who is quite similar to you..."

Romagno murmured, "But because you are a woman and have long hair, you never thought about that."

"Wait, what do you mean!" Aya suddenly realized, turned her head frantically, looked at the golden-haired rich girl, and at the two companions beside her.