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Boudica thought for a few seconds, realized there was something in his words, and asked, "What do you want to do?"

Neos glanced at her, and the strange color flashed past, and said: "We are marching on the road, and the enemy scouts cannot be unaware, but there is still no harassment or sneak attack here, so I think the other party has other plans."

"Another plan?"

"That's why I'm giving them a break up front."

Nios nodded: "Because I guess the reason why Gatus let us take the avenue is to wait for us to rush and become a tired army, and then rely on the terrain and the fortress to fight us!"

......

"I plan to let them enter the avenue and wait for them to appear. I will be exhausted. Then we can use the terrain and fortress to fight them decisively!"

Gatus was confident, and focused his fingers on the map: "Besides, we not only have an advantage in strength, but also an advantage in terrain. There is even a river moat in front of the fortress. Let's ask them what they will use to fight!"

But on the map, outside the east entrance of the Roman Avenue, directly in front of Winchester Fortress, there is a river running from south to north, blocking the front of the fortress like a fence.

"And the information from the scouts is that the opponent has fewer people and we have more people, so they can only find ways to cross the river because of us, use deception, and use sneak attacks to win!"

Gatus stood at the end of the long table, swaying: "Hey, but I just don't come out, what can they do?"

He scolded Fang Qiu, pointed at Jiangshan, and spat on the face of the commander beside him: "When the time comes, we will wait for them to cross the river. Once we carry the water on our backs, we will rush out and drive all these barbarians down to feed the fish!"

The commander sitting below wiped his face, looked at the generals, nodded, and agreed.

Immediately, someone gave applause, crackling.

Gatus's heart almost fluttered, and he opened his hands with a red face, as if enjoying his own honor in advance.

He even had a premonition that in the near future, he would be able to replace the annoying rigid governor and become the real master of this province.

Or even better, he could even go back to Rome, become a glorious consul or justice, marry a lady of a noble family, and be blessed with future generations.

Gatus couldn't help laughing out loud.

Just ask how you want to lose!How could it lose with a flying dragon riding on its face!

(Every time I see comments, I get scared, and I swear to ignore them, but I can't help but look at them, and I breathe a sigh of relief when I see that I'm not scolding myself...

Why do you say this hand is so cheap?

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Chapter 56 Chapter 56 Trust and Entrustment

Whitney Boulevard, thirty miles away from the east entrance, insects and birds humming, and the sun pouring down.

Nios ordered to stop marching, camp on the spot, and repair as soon as possible.

At that moment, it was like a place where the long-tightened sponge body was vented, and each phalanx sighed in unison, one after another, like ocean waves.

At the moment of relaxation, some people sat down on the grass;

After marching for several days, the warriors were miserable, and some even threatened to continue walking like this the next day, so they went back home, whatever they wanted.

Fortunately, Neos's timing was near perfect.

Tsk, it's not that the army trained by myself is not easy to use at all.

Nios stood under the tree on the slope, scanning the phalanx with a dignified face, while thinking about it in his heart, while counting the time

Three, two, one.

Fei jumped down from the treetop on time: "My lord, there are still no enemy troops."

Neos breathed a sigh of relief.

If faced with such an excellent opportunity, the other party did not launch a surprise attack, then it would indeed be considered safe.

So even though he had ordered camp, he was always on guard against possible sneak attacks and tried his best to reduce mistakes.

In the memory palace, the lessons of those history books are there.

"Tell Turner, let them get off their horses to rest. Tonight, they must feed the horses, prepare the flags for everyone, and set off in the early morning, ready to implement the plan." Neos ordered.

The girl had to be ordered to leave.

After a while, Boudica suddenly appeared from behind, watched the girl's back, and said, "Nyos, the last team has arrived."

Neos let out a "hmm", nodded, and said lightly, "Let them stay where they are and wait for orders."

Boudica frowned: "That's it?"

"That's it." Neos nodded.

"Although you are ordering and urging the march all the time, three of the foreign aid from the four tribes arrived late, and the last one was delayed for a day."

Boudica sighed: "Can we really win like this?"

"You'll know when you're done."

"I really don't know where your confidence comes from. Commanding an army that is unfamiliar to both the top and the bottom, and the bottom to the top, is the easiest way to lose the morale of the army,"

Boudica pouted: "When the time comes, as long as the signs are wrong, they will definitely be the first to run away."

"Yeah, so it's up to you when the time comes." Neos smiled.

It was the first time Boudica heard him say this to herself, and she panicked subconsciously: "Hey, you can't tell the truth, can you?"

"What are you afraid of? You are Queen Boudica. Didn't you bring the same group of people to win the two cities? Be confident."

Neos patted her on the shoulder, turned and walked towards the tent.

"Let's go, since the last team has arrived, let's hurry up and start the meeting."

After he walked a short distance, Boudica bit his lips, and lightly touched the place he just touched.

That kind of trust, that kind of reliance, made her, who had lost her sense of security for a long time, seem to have found a place to dock again.

Looking at the figure of this man, Boudica couldn't help imagining many things in the future.

For example, maybe one day, even if he is gone, he can still protect Ania well.

With this in mind, she followed him in silence.

......

noon.

In the Essini camp, the wind of late autumn howled in, as cold as a knife.

Neos, Boudica, and the generals leading the foreign aid of each tribe are having a meeting. Everyone's face is as dull as a stone, and they are silent, and the atmosphere is a little chilled in the cold wind.

Except for the uninformed ordinary warriors, the people sitting in the tents are basically people who understand the gap between the two armies this time. Although they have already captured two cities, they will never be arrogant enough to think that they can face the Roman legion, let alone Less wins more.

So for a while, a weird and serious atmosphere filled the tent.

Only Nios was still talking: "To deal with Gatus, there is only a quick battle. We must take advantage of his underestimation of our strength, and take the initiative to form an array for a battle, and the victory will be determined once."

Someone in the tent smiled silently, and there was a strong sarcasm in his eyes.

Boudica also hesitated to speak.

Nios ignored it and continued to say: "We have finished our rest today, and tomorrow we will attack according to my arrangement. Let's attack on both sides.

Gatus will definitely disregard both, and if we continue, we will surely win. "

Someone suddenly coughed, and with the sound of coughing, everyone in the tent whispered to each other, one after another, and there were a few sneers of unknown meaning during the period.

Neos lowered his eyes alone, too lazy to pay attention.

"Neos..."

Boudica coughed a few times, silenced the discussion, and after alleviating the embarrassment, said: "What you said is indeed very reasonable, but our military strength is only a little more than half of Gatus's.

Don't talk about encircling, even if you only attack one side, it will be very difficult to win. "

She wanted to say it was impossible, but she still wanted to save face for her family.

"Queen Boudica is right!"

But others don't care who this guy is, they just slapped the table and stood up, loudly agreeing: "The use of troops depends on the situation. Now that everyone has traveled so many days, it is not as easy as you said!"

Neos glanced coldly at the person who spoke: "You are the one who walks an extra day, and people from other tribes have already had an extra day of rest than you."

"Hey! You!" The speaker was furious.

Neos interrupted with a wave of his hand: "And if I'm right, you don't have enough food now!

So you can either feed me today and attack the city obediently tomorrow, or you will starve to death on the way back! "

"It was you who asked us to take only three days' rations!" Someone retorted.

"But I also want you to rush to camp within two days!"

Once a word was spoken, there was no sound from all around.

Neos was right, there was only one last road left for them.

So a group of people are like grabbing a seven-inch snake. They want to exert strength but they can only hold it in their hearts. They dare not speak out.

Neos suddenly glanced at Boudica.

Boudica understood and stood up: "Everyone can't fight among themselves before the battle. If the warriors under him see it, it will only hurt morale!"

"Although you have no food, on behalf of the Essini tribe, I can still give you some food for the families and civilians."

These two people turned red and white, making everyone look at each other in blank dismay, and now it's completely useless to say anything.

There is no way but to agree with Neos' arrangement.

"But Neos, I still want to remind you." Boudica suddenly turned serious and turned to look at him.

"Please say."

"Since the Romans landed on the island a hundred years ago, there has never been a Celtic tribe that can defeat their legions on the frontal battlefield. Do you know..."

"Of course I know."

Neos was confident and high-spirited: "But I still want to say, if you don't destroy this city, you won't leave anyone's head."

Boudica's red hair was blown up by the wind, his heroic face softened, and a smile emerged: "So, what about the conditions, are they still the same?"