Have You Considered Xinyue to Be a Military Division?

Neos raised his eyebrows: "Perhaps soon, Queen, you can start preparations and bring your warriors into the city to see if you can teach the warriors who harassed the residents a lesson, and then I will let people spread the news and build a good reputation for you. "

Boudica said "Oh".

"Then you need to call a meeting of the leaders, ask them for soldiers, and tell them that you want to attack Winchester." Neos said.

"What if they don't?"

"Don't worry, I'll give them a reason they can't refuse."

Nios smiled: "After that, we will take the borrowed soldiers to grab food at night, so that we can get the food for the expedition, and the residents will not suspect that you did it."

"Well," Boudica nodded and thought: "So in simple terms, go first to the city to kill people, gain prestige, then recruit soldiers, grab food, and finally plant them."

"Although it's roughly the same, I don't agree with what you said, Queen."

Neos grinned: "I prefer to use the word prostitution."

Boudica understood immediately and stood up: "Yes, I see. I'll make arrangements right away."

"Don't bother, Your Lady Queen, I have already arranged everything for you in advance!" Neos interrupted her with a hand, and smiled.

"Huh?" Boudica was stunned.

The corner of Neos' mouth twitched, his face full of pride: "Yesterday's notice, you signed it yourself.

Now the samurai have brought the swords to be repaired, the purchasing team has also brought money, the horses have been prepared, and the team will set off at noon today. "

"So..." Boudica's mind went blank, so I signed this thing yesterday?

"So, you just pack up and get ready to act and negotiate."

Nios spread his hands: "Of course, I will help you when the negotiation is over, so you don't have to worry at all."

"That's it."

"That's it, so time is running out, and please, Your Lady Queen, get ready as soon as possible."

Neos blinked mischievously, bowed and exited: "Thank you."

"No thanks." Boudica said quickly.

Immediately stunned.

Huh?

Like I'm the queen?

......

Rome, the Royal Palace.

Bruce, the chief of the Imperial Guard, stepped into the palace with a short sword.

The Queen Mother Agrippina came hurriedly from the back hall with her long hair loose, and the slave girl who followed behind helped her lift up her gown, but she slapped her away.

"You are in a hurry to find me, what's the matter?" Agrippina took her seat and tightened her gauze nightgown.

"I just got the news that Paulinus was defeated and retreated, and the city of London fell!"

"What!" The Queen Mother was shocked.

"Paulinus wanted to use himself as a bait to encircle the tribal coalition forces, but the Second Legion didn't move, and his own legion couldn't march, so he had no choice but to abandon the city!"

Bruce said with a stern face: "And according to the information we have received, if Paulinus wants to assemble an army that can resist if the Second Army is ignored, it will be half a month later."

"For half a month, it means that we still have to give a city to the Celts?" The queen mother was furious.

"Paulinus he needs time to gather his army!"

Bruce said, "And it's worse than this!"

"Is there anything worse?" The queen mother laughed angrily.

"The Celts in Britain are very powerful, and many tribes are planning to join the coalition." Bruce said in a deep voice.

"How many are there now?"

"A conservative estimate is 15, and it's still increasing."

The Queen Mother took a deep breath and asked again, "How many people can Paulinus gather?"

Bruce hesitated for a moment: "In the British province, there is still a detachment of the 14th Army, the 20th Army, and some auxiliary troops, totaling about... 1 people."

The Empress Dowager's complexion changed suddenly, she sat silently, her eyelids drooped, her complexion was hidden in the shadows, extremely gloomy.

Bruce felt the oppression of the atmosphere, cold sweat slipped from the corners of his forehead, and he didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

after a long time.

The queen mother waved her hand: "Let them convene a council of elders to reject the proposal to withdraw from the province of Britannia."

"But the possibility of the elders vetoing it is very high..." Bruce tentatively said.

The queen mother's tone was decisive: "First contact Paulinus' family and force them to join us, and then let Seneca and Pallas exert pressure at the same time!

In short, we must veto the proposal of the Senate to tear out the province of Britannia! "

As the patriarch of the three dynasties of the Roman Empire, Seneca is a famous scholar and Stoic philosopher with countless disciples.

And Pallas is a financial official who has been supported by the Empress Dowager since the time of the first emperor.

"But will this make the other elders dissatisfied?" Bruce asked.

"Don't I still have you?" The queen mother glanced at him.

Bruce, the commander of the Praetorian Guards and the actual commander of the army in Rome, can truly cut the "faint king" up and the courtiers down.

"Finally, bring Nero," the queen said again.

"Is this something to do with the Emperor?" Bruce asked.

"He is the emperor of Rome, and now his province is about to fall, do you think it has anything to do with him?" The Queen Mother frowned.

Bruce trembled, nodded and bowed quickly: "Yes."

When it was over, he looked embarrassed again.

"What's wrong?" The Queen Mother looked at him.

Bruce replied honestly: "The emperor is not in the palace right now."

"She...he ran out again!" The Queen Mother panicked, her anger stuck in her chest, and she almost cursed out loud.

Realizing the situation, she quickly closed her eyes, took a long breath of relief, and took a long time to recover.

"Whether he is in the Plaza Theater, the Great Baths or the Colosseum, find him and tell him to get ready." The Queen Mother said softly.

"Prepare?"

"Yeah." The queen mother stood up silently and looked into the distance: "The former emperor was despised by the army under his command because of his disability, so he led the army and conquered Britain himself, so he had the capital to raise his head in front of the army. "

That's right, after the army was finished, I went to the island for a stroll and told people that this was the land I conquered.

Bruce bowed his head, complaining silently.

The queen mother continued: "Leading a team to conquer and putting the conquered land into the name should have been the tradition of the emperors of the Julius family and the Claudius family.

From Caesar to Augustus, Tiberius to Claudius, everything. "

"But Emperor Nero has never been on the battlefield, never been in the army." Bruce had a painful face.

The queen mother nodded slightly, and sighed softly: "So I will let you follow him and give him the assistance he deserves."

"Huh?" Bruce looked up, confused.

"Gaul is unstable, the Jewish riots, the empire is really difficult to spare the legion to go on an expedition, but in order to keep Nero's throne, in order to give the young emperor prestige, I can't just give up Britain."

The queen mother whispered: "So I will transfer half of the imperial guards, and several auxiliary legions, under your command, to follow Nero to quell the rebellion."

Bruce looked worried: "But I'm afraid that after I leave, the Senate will treat you..."

"You are the imperial guards, you should protect the emperor,"

The queen mother laughed at herself and sighed quietly: "I'm not the emperor."

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Chapter 50 Chapter 50 The Queen's Speech

In the city of London, in broad daylight, the sound of a girl screaming suddenly sounded on the street.

Passers-by turned their heads, and several Celtic warriors were surrounding a girl, squeezing her with their bodies, and heading into the alley.

The passers-by turned their heads again, daring to be angry but not speaking.

The samurai are young men who are fierce and fierce. They usually can't eat well in the tribe. Now when they come to the big city, they are full of temptations. There are no restrictions, and their desires suddenly skyrocket.

He often eats for nothing in various shops and stalls. When he sees a girl who has placed an order, he will flirt with a few words if it is light, and directly surround the room if it is serious.

In just a few days, the residents had a lot of grievances.

And this situation has happened more than once, even if someone tried to dissuade them, they were beaten violently, and now passers-by have already ignored it and hung up.

The girl or her younger brother came out to search for someone. When the younger brother saw his sister being bullied, he ran behind the warrior with his snot on his short legs, hugged the thigh, and bit the warrior's calf while screaming and screaming.

"Fuck!" The samurai screamed in pain, kicked his leg, and kicked the little boy to the ground. Then, when he heard his companion laughing, cruelty flashed in his eyes, he drew out his iron sword, and slashed at the boy.

The girl let out a shrill cry.

However, the more intense whistling sound covered up the screams, and everyone present shivered.

Then there was a jingle, and the iron sword in the warrior's hand fell to the ground.

He looked at the ground in some confusion. He didn't know when a feathered arrow was poked there, and then looked at his chest. He didn't know when a finger-wide blood hole appeared, and the blood gushed out.

Arrows?So just now it was the whistling sound of extremely fast feather arrows cutting through the air.

The speed of the arrow was so fast that it directly penetrated the warrior's chest, so that he didn't realize that he was shot until three seconds after being shot.

Then he could only kneel limply and fell to the ground.

His companions panicked in an instant. They were all people who had been on the battlefield and were familiar with the sound of death that often passed by their ears.