Have You Considered Xinyue to Be a Military Division?

"Hey!"

The warriors kept retreating, roaring like wild animals, warning the Romans not to act rashly.

"My lord Paulinus!" Ebbs yelled.

The rest of the leaders looked around in fear.

Boudica was still shrunk back, with his hands folded, expressionless and motionless.

Paulinus glanced at her with interest, looked at the helmeted centurion below, and nodded.

The centurion stood up and said, "The city of London is under martial law, no armed approach is allowed within a hundred miles! What is the purpose of the visitor, tell us your name!"

Epos looked blank, his lips trembled slightly: "I, I...Master Paulinus..."

"Wife of the late king Prasutagus, princess of Dragonstone, queen of Issene, guardian of Britannia, practitioner of the druid creed..."

A low and flat voice inserted forcefully, reminiscent of a dark and calm sea.

Everyone turned their heads at the same time.

The red-haired woman led the horse, refused the guards of the warriors, and came out alone.

The woman stood on the chariot, and every time she uttered her own title, she took a step forward with the momentum of "thousands of people, I will go", and the Roman army also took a step back, and finally the army had to separate , to give way, the woman approached the city.

The eagle hit the sky, roaring sharply, and the strong wind rolled up the banner of the Roman legion, whistling.

She drew out the dagger at her waist with a crisp and sharp sound, then raised her chin high, full of arrogance, and the tip of the sword flashed coldly, pointing directly at the top of the city.

"...And finally, the avenger who is about to overthrow Rome, Boudica!"

The audience was silent, only heard the wind howling like eagles, and the flags fluttering.

The other tribal leaders were dumbfounded, and many of them hesitated, wondering whether their previous attitude was a bit weak.I also saw the scene just now, the Romans didn't take them seriously at all, so everyone was uncertain whether to surrender or to fight.

The dead silence lasted for a long time, and suddenly Paulinus got up and left his seat, applauding vigorously.

"good very good!"

He looked at the woman in the city with great admiration.

She is obviously a woman, but she is better than countless men.

This is a woman who is enough to be remembered by history. Thousands of years later, some people will get a glimpse of the charm of this woman from the thick history books.

It's just a pity...

Paulinus squinted and smiled.

Because only the dead will be remembered by history.

With a wave of his arm, the soldiers at the gate of the city suddenly parted the way, and an old man with white hair and beard stepped forward, his green robe swaying lightly.

Boudica put down his hand, frowned and took a closer look at the person coming, then his eyes widened suddenly.

She thought of the wedding, the old man looked at her with a kind smile, and told her to cherish everything she had in a wise and kind tone.

But at this moment, the same green robe, the same smiling face...

But everything is no longer the same.

She could understand defection from any Celtic, but she couldn't accept the betrayal of this old man.

He is the high priest of the Druids, the representative of the Celtic gods in this world, the religious leader of the British Isles, and the pillar of faith of countless Celtics.

Every tribal leader is born, grows up, gets married, dies... He will appear, use the supreme wisdom to guide their rule, and resolve the hatred and disputes between the tribes.

It can be said that in the era when the gods did not appear, the high priest of the Druids was a god to the Celts.

but......

Boudica trembled slightly: "Why, why..."

Fario stood there with a faint smile, the same smile as before: "Boudica, long time no see."

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Chapter 31 Chapter 31 Negotiation Table

Fario and Boudica walked side by side, followed by the rest of the leaders, along the way the Roman soldiers lined up, fully armed.

Dozens of Celtic warriors followed behind, looking around fearfully, for fear that this group of soldiers would rush forward.

Boudica's face was sullen, and his red hair hung down and seemed to be dying out.

She glanced at the old man beside her, then looked again, and suddenly leaned over: "Teacher, what do you want to do!"

Fario smiled, bowed slightly, spread his hands, and led them up the stairs: "Come, this way."

The posture is as skilled as the old butler of the Romans.

The soldiers pushed open the gate just in time.

A group of people looked in and were stunned for a moment.

Magnificent and majestic, Qionglin Yushu, it seems that someone has moved the residence of the gods to this world.

There are many purple marble pillars, surrounded by long tables, gold cups and silver plates are neatly arranged, carved patterns, stained with the oily luster of meat, colorful melons and fruits make people feel like entering a strange jungle, slender maids swim among them, holding glass The wine can, smiling at the guests at the door.

Boudica and the other leaders were dumbfounded, and everyone swallowed subconsciously, feeling as if they had entered another world.

Standing tall was a middle-aged man in a golden-red toga robe, with his hands outstretched and a smile on his face.

"Everyone, welcome to Rome!"

Such sensuality instantly shook the hearts of the leaders of the island tribes.

The attendants in charge of the guards had been dragged away one by one by the maids one by one on their way in, and their leader didn't respond, just looked left and right and hurriedly took their seats, looking at the delicious food and beauties in front of them, and cautiously didn't dare to move.

Fario took Boudica to the seat closest to Paulinus and sat down.

"Hey! Wake up!" The moment he sat down, the old man turned slightly sideways.

Boudica was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously glanced at him, and sat down in a daze.

When she came back to her senses, she noticed Paulinus' greeting just now.

"Welcome to Rome."

It means that this is already the territory of Rome, he is the host, and they are the guests.

Boudica's heart tightened and he turned his head.

The guards accompanying the team had long been dragged to another room.

And the leaders have already started to eat and drink, without the slightest awareness to come to negotiate as a mission.

Epos laughed, raised the wine glass with one hand, and squeezed the maid's thigh with the other hand, all the deep hatred was eliminated.

Paulinus squinted, watching everything with a half-smile.

Until a loud noise woke up everyone present.

Boudica drew his sword and struck the table with the blade, and looked up at Paulinus: "We are here to negotiate!"

"I know, that's why I held this banquet, because of killing and peace, you chose the latter." Paulinus said lazily, "Especially knowing your experience, you can make this kind of decision , is really admirable."

Boudica was poked at the sore spot, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and his red hair trembled slightly with his body, like a burning flame.

"As for what happened to you, I express my deep sympathy. I will definitely catch Gatus and give you and your daughter justice." Paulinus picked up a scallop and put it in his mouth.

"Fairness! You translate for me! What the fuck is fairness!"

Boudica gritted his teeth and roared like a lion: "You lead people to occupy our land without reason, is this called justice?

Your soldiers whip my body and defile my daughter, is this fair?

You slaughtered our people and burned our faith, this is just justice! "

"Boudica!" Epos yelled angrily.

They don't really want to go to war with Rome now, but the furious Boudica drew his weapon after being provoked twice.

If the face is really torn, the relationship between the Celtics and the Romans will really be irreparable from now on.

"Shut up, you eat yours, I will talk about mine, I am the leader of the coalition!" Boudica said coldly.

"Beautiful!" Paulinus clapped his hands again.

He really looked down on enemies who could be defeated by sugar-coated bullets.

Epos was taken aback, his face flushed immediately.

"Then let's talk about the conditions." Paulinus sat upright to show his attitude.

Boudica frowned, glanced at his companion, snorted coldly, and sheathed his sword.

Paulinus nodded in satisfaction, waved his hand, and the slaves bowed away.

Then he squinted again and nodded at Fario.

Fario nodded, turned sideways, and said to Boudica: "My lord Paulinus means that as long as you withdraw your troops, you can forget about the burning of Colchester."

Monsieur Paulinus...

How dare he call it that.

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar old man in front of him, Boudica pursed his lips and remained silent.

Behind her, the leaders whispered while drinking.

Fario continued: "After you retreat, Lord Paulinus will apply to Rome for a batch of food and money to help you survive this winter."

The discussion became louder, and several leaders wanted to agree on the spot.

Isn't that what they fight for?

"As for Boudica..." Fario glanced at the red-haired woman, "Master Paulinus promises that Gatus will be brought to justice and handed over to you personally.

As for the ownership of the land of the Essini tribe, it will also follow your king's will, half of which belongs to your daughter and half to Emperor Nero. "

"Ah this!" Epos couldn't help it.