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Boudica looked at him, scratched his head and smiled: "I know that I am not very smart, and I am also impatient, always impulsive, unable to rage."

Neos pursed his lips and said softly, "No, Your Lady Queen..."

"Don't lie to me!"

Boudica waved his hand and interrupted him: "Actually, after I got angry at you that time, your attitude changed, and I noticed that you might be lying to me."

Neos opened his mouth, unable to speak.

"Although I don't know what you lied to me, your appearance is exactly the same as my dead ghost." Boudica said.

Neos feels like he's been stabbed, but isn't sure.

"For example, this time, I know you want to use me as bait, but I don't know why you did it."

Boudica shrugged and said, "After all, I'm a woman, so I don't think as much as you men. At first, I just wanted to protect my family and the land left by that dead ghost..."

Boudica's smile was bitter, and his eyelids drooped: "But I couldn't do anything... Then I only thought about revenge, national righteousness, the overthrow of Rome, and the future of the nation. I didn't think about it,

I'm really just a stupid woman bent on revenge, always have been, and still am. "

"But the people of Assini, and your daughter, don't see you that way," Neos whispered.

Boudica let out a "huh" and turned his head disdainfully: "I don't care what they think of me, anyway, all I know is that I'm going to fight with only half of the Roman legion in a while!

Then the old lady is going to tear off that bastard's dick of Gatos and strangle the bastard to death! "

She returned to the look of that silly big sister again, as if the helplessness and sadness never existed before.

This woman has never been so tough, never willing to compromise.

Unless, it involves her daughter.

"Oh yes, and one last thing," said Boudica suddenly.

"Well, tell me."

Boudica was silent for a moment: "I will guide Gatus to the river according to your arrangement, and then lead the two thousand pioneers to a decisive battle.

But you don't cross the river, you stay in the camp, if the signs are wrong, take Ania to escape, I will delay you for time. "

Neos' expression was slightly surprised: "You will die."

"Don't say anything! You just need to know, take Ania and her sister and get out of here as soon as possible at that time, if it really doesn't work..."

Boudica paused and took a deep breath: "...If it's really not possible, you can keep her sister,

In short, take Ania out of here, and then teach her to grow up, get married and have children. "

"But you said, you will believe me." Neos said in a deep voice.

"Of course, I have always believed in you, so I can entrust her to you..."

Boudica chuckled: "I just don't believe in myself, because no matter how you look at it, I am a bad mother, and the queen..."

Neos stared at her for a long time, and finally nodded.

"Okay, I promise you."

"Thank you."

......

The black clouds were heavy, the haze was overwhelming the city, a cool wind blew across the vast field, and the weeds were flying.

After crossing the river, the Celtic vanguard warriors lined up with their backs, waiting for the next order.

But seeing that the main force of their own family did not come to find themselves, but after crossing the river, the rear team changed to the front, without saying a word, and ran towards the dark yellow city wall.

The long-awaited pioneers looked at each other in blank dismay.

However, amidst the black crowd of people's heads, a deep blue sea-like flag was slowly rising, and if it wanted to go straight into the clouds, thousands of warriors were separated by the flag and quickly formed an formation.

The person holding the flag stood in front and in the middle, and was directly exposed, and then someone shouted by the river.

"It's Queen Boudica!"

"Queen Boudica!"

"Long live Queen Boudica!"

"For Celtic!"

The vanguard warriors were forced by the military order and were not allowed to follow, so they could only roar to see off the queen's army.

In the beginning, only a few scattered people shouted, but gradually, thousands of people roared in unison, and they roared with the momentum of ten thousand people.

Under the cloud, it was like thunder, and the air was shaking.

Outside the city gate, Celtic warriors followed the banner closely, sweeping in like a wave.

They roar!bray!Even in the face of the scorpion crossbows and bows and arrows of the Romans, they did not retreat even a bit, as if they were underestimated about life and death.

At the top of the city, Gatus stood upright, squinted his eyes, looked at the familiar flag, and asked, "What are they shouting?"

Someone replied: "It's Celtic, I don't understand it, but it seems to be a name."

"That is the flag of the Essini tribe," said the legion commander.

"Essini?"

Gatus pondered for a while, then his eyes lit up: "Then she's here too!"

Immediately, he waved his arm violently: "Send me an order to open the city gate!

The main force of the legion went out of the city to form an array, and faced the enemy head-on!

The Auxiliary Legion roams on the flanks, while harassing, they are always ready to chase and flee the enemy! "

"Lord Gatus, but we don't have to rely on the advantage of the city wall!" The commander couldn't help but said.

"But it's not easy to back up and fight back. If you let go of the enemy's general, you will be responsible!" Gatus grinned.

The commander showed a painful expression with a fishbone stuck in his throat, but he stopped rebutting and nodded forcefully: "Follow your order."

After speaking, he turned and went to the city.

Not long after, Boudica's army marched against the wind. From a distance, they saw the gates of the opponent's city open wide, and thousands of Roman soldiers poured out like a tide. Then they saw dust rising and whistles screaming.

Within a few minutes, several phalanxes had been formed in front of the city on the opposite side, and there was no sign of being scattered or slow. When thousands of golden and red square shields stood up at the same time, there was a loud "boom", The roar of the Celtics disappeared instantly.

cold!mechanical!

The thousand shields stood there, but it felt more insurmountable than the city wall.

The Roman soldiers suppressed the frenzied momentum of the Celtics with steely discipline.

The warriors stopped a hundred meters away from the Roman soldiers, the dust under their feet was blowing up with the wind, and the banner was whistling.

Boudica handed over the flagpole to the guards, and when he grasped the dagger around his waist, he realized that his hands were covered with hot sweat.

Taking a step forward, she drew out her dagger, took a deep breath, suppressed the trembling all over her body, raised her head, looked past the thousand-strong steel army, and looked at the man on the wall.

Gatos...

She gritted her teeth and silently recited the name of her enemy, furious.

Take another step forward.

Boo!

Thousands of Roman soldiers squatted, crossed their arms, and raised their shields at the same time!

All the Celtic warriors here held their breath in unison, feeling the invisible coercion solidify the surroundings.

Beside Boudica, the raised bodyguard stretched out his hand to grab her leather armor, as if wanting her to back away.

But Boudica was expressionless, and broke away from his pull, flicked his wrist, and pointed the tip of the sword at Gatus at the top of the city.

Looking at the familiar red-haired woman, Gatus couldn't help but sneer against the wind.

Ah......

As if hearing the ridicule, Boudica roared sharply, roaring with all his might.

The roar loosened the coercion of the Roman legion and broke all the shackles. The Celtic warriors roared like a mountain roaring and a tsunami!

"Kill! Ah!!!!"

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Chapter 60 Chapter 60 "Prop Battle"

The Red Wall is the nickname given to them by the Celts who fought against the Roman Legion for the first time.The shield wall implying the Romans is like a red city wall against the grass. After all useless offensives, there will only be countless bones left under the red wall.

When the tribal leaders on the British Isles saw the wall for the first time, they thought that such tactics could only be broken by gods.

And the same scene, after a hundred years, reappeared.

Under the city of Winchester, the Celtic warriors who rushed to the battle felt unprecedented despair, cold despair.

Because everyone has discovered that even though they have honed their martial arts in the deep mountains since they were young and are not afraid of life and death when they grow up, they still cannot cross the shield wall of the Roman phalanx.

They used their powerful bodies and strong muscles to attack and slash, but they could only die on the daggers protruding from the shield wall.

It's like the little waves hitting the red cliffs.

The soldiers of the Roman Legion formed a phalanx, ruthlessly blocked every attack, and then ruthlessly drew their swords!

Everyone's movements are almost the same, mechanical and regular, like a harvester composed of thousands of people, harvesting life.

The impact over and over again, the dead over and over again!

Boudica huddled in the crowd, took a deep breath of cold air, and fell into unbearable tremors all over his body.

She looked left and right, and found that the surrounding warriors were already flustered, but instinctively followed the others and rushed forward.

But every time he pounced, a large number of people would die. Gradually, the soles of his feet could only step on the corpses of his companions and continue to charge forward.

"Queen... hurry! Let's go! We can't beat it!" The guard pulled on Boudica's leather armor, his voice trembling.

Boudica stabbed into the gap between the shield and the shield with his sword, and cut the throat of a Roman soldier, but his gap was instantly filled.