Have You Considered Xinyue to Be a Military Division?

"Say it directly, place name!" Boudica growled.

"Ilchester."

......

"Hoohoo!"

Gatus crouched in the frosty long grass, squeezed his frozen hands hard, panting vigorously, with the city of Ilchester in front of him, he finally ran out.

The situation of narrow escape made him want to relax, but his rationality told himself that it was not time to relax, and those Celtics might catch up at any time.

The cold wind blew fiercely, the dry branches and leaves above the head beat each other, and the sound was broken.

Gatus squatted for a long time, and when he felt that there was no one there, he pushed aside the long grass, got up and went back to lead the horse.

In order to hide, whenever he rests every day, he must be separated from the horses to prevent being exposed due to the excessive movement of the livestock.

This war horse was randomly picked in the city, and it was very fierce. It threw Gatus's fat body more than once on the way, but as time went by, each of them became familiar with each other.

Everyone is running for their lives, so why bother making things difficult for each other.

Gatus patted the horse's neck and got on the horse with difficulty. Recalling the scene a few days ago, it felt like a nightmare.

Flames, screams, and the iconic Celtic battle cry echoed in my ears from time to time.

He didn't know what happened at the time. He thought that the winner would be the triumphant legionnaires entering the city, but he didn't know that it was a group of barbarians on horseback. They rushed into the city directly, burning and killing.

If someone hadn't rescued him, he would probably be dead by now.

The scene of the girl in the hood falling from the sky is an image that Gattus will never forget in his life.

......

"Leave the city, hurry up." The girl's words were as crisp as her actions.

"What?"

"You were deceived. Boudica deliberately lured your army out, and then ambushed them into the city, attacking from both sides."

"what?"

Without waiting for Gatus to react, the girl directly pulled his robe and led him out turning left and right. When avoiding the Celtics, the street was full of screaming and fleeing crowds. The warriors had no time to take care of the two of them. Thinking of climbing the city wall and cutting off the military flag.

When the two entered the stable, there was a battle cry behind them.

Gatus was shocked, the girl lowered her head, pulled out a horse, and handed the rein to him.

Without saying a word, Gatus rolled onto his horse, and the horse stepped on it uneasily.

Then he ignored the girl and was about to ride away on horseback.

The girl tugged at the reins.

"What are you doing!"

Gatus looked anxious: "Didn't you come to save me! They are coming, you go and block it!"

"I'll show you the way."

The girl's voice was stiff as if she was reciting lines: "After you get out of the city, go northwest, follow the path, cross the river, don't take the road, don't stop all the way, and you can reach Ilchester within three days."

"oh oh."

"After entering the city, hide your identity first, keep a low profile, and wait until we arrive before you come out."

"What? How do I know who you are?"

Gatus was stunned: "So why did you save me?"

"This is the order of the adults, you will know later!"

After speaking, the girl left.

Only Gatos, who is still in the ring until now, remains.

So who the hell is going to save me, and why should I go to Ilchester?

With such doubts, he gradually approached the town.

Looking at the Roman guards standing guard at the gate of the city, Gatus hesitated for a moment, wondering if he should hide his identity as the girl said.

But after hiding his identity, what would he eat and where would he live?

Isn't his biggest bargaining chip now the official ring on his head, how can he live if he hides himself?

Gritting his teeth, Gatus sped up his horse and waved wildly: "Hey, I am Gatus, the financial officer stationed in the province of Britannia, and now I bring important information!"

"The city of Winchester has been captured by the Celtics! Be careful!"

"But it's okay, I'm still here!"

(The first generation of British civil servants...)

Chapter 64 Chapter 64 Mother and Daughter

Ilchester!

Hey!

At night, the oil lamp in the bedroom was dimly lit, and Nios stood behind Zhuo, focusing his index finger on the map, scanning the whole map with sharp eyes.

There was a slight breathing sound from above the head, and the girl was sleeping soundly on the beam.

Nios looked up, restrained his movements, sat down lightly, and began to draw on the map with a reed pen dipped in ink.

"Gattus..."

While whispering to himself, he wrote the name of "Gattus" next to the city of Ilchester.

Then, after a little thought, he wrote "Epos" next to London.

"There was a riot in the city, and the conflict between the people and the tribes intensified. They withdrew from the city, and because they had no food and land, they had to go north to plunder food and grass."

After speaking, Neos turned his eyes and wrote the name of "Paulinus" next to St. Osborn.

"The assembly of the army is completed, the two sides are bound to fight, and the soldiers are defeated and flee..."

Neos circled the name "Epos" and drew an arrow directly to the city of Winchester.

"Our side refused to accept it, and the other side attacked the city angrily."

Nios stopped the pen tip at the position of "Epos", frowned slightly, took a "hissy" breath, and said to himself: "How can we break the situation when there are no soldiers to defend?"

After thinking for a moment, he pursed his lips and drew a circle at the river outside Winchester.

Write: "Flood season is approaching."

After that, pull out an arrow from the circle of "Epos", pointing from Winchester to Ilchester, and finally watched the names of "Epos" and "Gattus" gradually appear in Ilches special confluence.

"Two defeated armies meet and form a faction of their own. You can gain the power of three legs, and you can take the opportunity to breathe..."

Neos nodded in satisfaction, and circled the names of the two together.

"But, the biggest problem..."

Talking to himself, he turned his gaze away from the island. On the Italian peninsula in the picture, there is a gold coin of Emperor Nero in the center.

"...and how will the Roman side react?"

The flames flickered, the gold coins shimmered, and Nios' eyes flashed sharply.Poke your finger heavily on the head of the gold coin, hold it down, and then slowly drag it to the position of Britannia, lifting it like a light weight.

Watching the gold coin that has been with me for a long time fall on the narrow island country.

Neos snorted softly, raised his hands, propped them on two axes on the table, crossed his fingers in front of his face, his eyebrows and eyes were hidden in the shadows.

Under the firelight, the corners of her lips curled up, and she spoke softly.

"Congratulations to the emperor."

......

Rome, Palace courtyard.

Vibrating its wings, the purple-blue dove soared into the sky, flying across the clear sky of Rome.

The strings of the lyre sounded long and leisurely. As the instrument of Apollo in mythology, the sound of the lyre has a pure atmosphere, like a spring hitting a stone, which makes people feel the harmony of heaven.

The poet caressed his chest, moved with the sound, agitated his abdomen, and recited poems adapted from Greek mythology from the inside out.

This is a long poem about Icarus chasing the sun, telling the story of a boy who learned to fly, chasing light and heat that does not belong to him, and finally sinking into the sea.

In the purple flower garden, the blond boy in red was sitting upright, listening intently to what the poet sang, Ruyu's fingers tapped the table lightly, his red pupils trembled slightly, his lips opened and closed, as if he was the singer.

Beside the boy, a graceful woman leaned sideways, nonchalantly looking at the polished nails of the slave girl, raised the crystal clear glass from the small table in front of her, and drank the red wine in the glass in one gulp.

At this time, the tuba suddenly joined in the performance, which startled the woman and nearly dropped the wine glass.

This instrument was mostly used in Roman military music, and its timbre was magnificent. The result of forcibly inserting it broke all the good things before, and the roar of an ancient bell resounded through the courtyard.

The poet also took advantage of the situation and recited aloud with both emotion and emotion.

Icarus' wings were finally melted by the sun and he fell into the ocean.

The blond boy was deeply in love, and couldn't help standing up, waving his hands, opening and closing his lips to meditate, tears streaming from his eyes.

"It's so noisy!" The woman suddenly yelled, frowning.

The sound of the piano, the sound of the trumpet, and the singing stopped abruptly!

The scolding sound was like thunder, and the poet and musician immediately stood up straight and bowed their heads, trembling and silent.

The blond boy maintained his funny movements, trembled all over, and subconsciously looked at the woman. When he saw her obvious disgust, his bright eyes dimmed.

A little sad, but also a little helpless, he forced his smile and waved to the musicians: "Go down."

The poet and musician bowed and left one after another.

Only the boy and the woman were left in the flower garden, and there was an awkward silence between them.

After a long time, the woman sighed: "Sorry, Nero, I'm really not in the mood to listen to music today."

The young man was taken aback, shook his head hastily, and replied respectfully: "It's okay, Queen Mother, it's all because I'm too eager, and I showed you the poem before I finished writing it, dirtying your ears."