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Everyone stared at the red-haired woman in a daze, and the furious voice seemed to deafen their ears!

The crowd seemed to know the Queen for the first time.

"Grandma..."

And Anya looked at her mother from a distance, her heart was suddenly touched.

"So as long as I'm alive! All the rebellious people in this land! All the people who violate Celtic!"

Boudica raised his long sword high and roared: "In the name of the Queen and the Green Prophet, I will use this sword of the former king of Issini to give them the judgment of death!"

"The grasslands of the island, there will be no land to bury them!

The boulders in the woods will no longer house their souls! "

Her voice echoed in the square, everyone was silent for a moment, then cheered and laughed wildly!

The whole snow is boiling!

People shouted and bowed, buried their faces in the snow, they beat the snow, the snow boiled, they called Boudica's name, tears filled their eyes!

Anya held the man's hand tightly, and the temperature in the palm of the hand spread to the depths of Neos' heart, a little warm.

Nios' eyes moved slightly, he looked down at the girl, and said softly, "Don't worry, you will do better than her."

The girl pursed her lips and looked at him, her smile was like a ray of sunshine in the snow, clean and beautiful.

"Well, I trust Master."

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Chapter 77 Chapter 76 Go to the crowd

Blood was splashed on the spot, heads fell to the ground, and criminals were picked up on spears as a warning and a deterrent, and the crowd applauded.

But some people don't think so.

Fandral sat on the snow, away from the crowd and the flames, inspecting these changeable souls in the square with ironic and sharp eyes.

A look of "the whole world is turbid and I am alone".

But it's not that he's arguing, it's that he really doesn't have the heart to participate in this kind of show.

Fandral grew up in a broken thatched hut since he was a child. His main job was to dig mines for the Romans. From childhood to adulthood, he spent every day in the dark and narrow mines.

At that time, Fandral's biggest dream was to be free one day, marry a hardworking wife, give birth to a free child, and raise him up.

But the conqueror from Rome didn't seem to think that the Celts under his rule were human beings. As a mining slave, he had no wages to speak of, and the place to eat and live was extremely simple.

Fandral's mother died giving birth to his younger brother, his older sister became a slave in a noble mansion, and his younger brother died in a mine disaster.

And after Gatus and the Celtic warriors took two bone-sucking rations, his father starved to death a few nights ago.

17-year-old Fandral watched his relatives die one by one, but he was powerless.

He cried the first time, the second time, but the third time, he couldn't cry anymore.

Numbness, despair...

Fandral could only take off his father's clothes expressionlessly, and then bury him hastily in the snow.

The broken thatched hut that used to be his home collapsed in the heavy snow, and he could only run into the city and beg for his life.

Dignity has long since disappeared for Fandral, and he has already tasted the sufferings of the world, and he has no feeling for the Queen's family's show.

Although these nobles and rights holders may speak nicely, they still refuse to give them a bite to eat.

Fandral's request was even very simple, he just wanted to live, even if he lived like an animal.

Is this difficult?

Then the light shone down from above his head, like the sun driving away the dark clouds.

Someone stood in front of him and smiled at him.

Fandral is insane.

He lived for 17 years, and when he thought he might not live enough for 18 years, the fairy came.

"Eat, then drink some hot soup, rest assured to sleep, everything will be fine." The fairy served him hot food, and the light drove away all the coldness.

......

Boudica's performance is over, and the next step is the princess.

Neos waved from the steps.

The samurai of the executive department acted instantly and cleared the field.

Boudica turned her head and nodded at him.

"Look over there!"

Someone in the crowd pointed at the intersection and shouted. Everyone turned their heads at the same time, and then the voice became louder.

At a glance, I saw the flag of the Essini tribe coming here, followed by a row of carriages. Dozens of wealthy businessmen who had been naturalized were sitting on the carts, surrounded by warriors from the Executive Department.

What excited countless people the most was the grain piled on the carriage!

"Ania, it's your turn." Neos turned his head.

The girl took a deep breath, and after a heavy "um", she walked down the steps with a serious face.

Neos followed her, holding an umbrella to shield her from the snow.

But the girl stopped suddenly, looked up at the eyelid umbrella, frowned slightly, and shook her head at him.

Neos was taken aback.

The girl had already snatched the umbrella, put it away, and stuffed it into his hand.

White snow fell on her fiery red hair, as if falling into a rosebush.

Then, after nodding to the master, Anya trotted down the steps, drenched in rain and snow.

When reaching the level ground, the road surface was wet and slippery, the girl was unsteady and fell down.

The surrounding warriors turned their heads in an instant and strode forward, ready to help.

Fei also quickly appeared from behind Neos with an eager expression on his face.

Neos raised his hand to stop her.

"My lord!" Fei was puzzled.

"It's her choice."

Neos said calmly, but his eyelashes trembled slightly, indicating that his mood was not calm.

He looked down, the girl refused the support of the warrior guards, she gritted her teeth and stood up, her little face turned pale, she smiled shyly at the master when she was done, and waved her hand, signaling that there is no need to worry.

"This child, and her mother, have experienced the worst of suffering..."

Neos glanced at Boudica, who was also anxious on the other side, and sighed softly: "But unlike Boudica, he hopes to use revenge to make others feel his own pain, a tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye. …”

He watched the girl limping towards the refugee, and chuckled from the bottom of his heart: "Ania just hoped that no more innocent people would suffer the same pain as her."

Fei looked at the girl in silence, feeling slightly touched deep in her heart.

There is nothing to hate even if you are tortured, and no sorrow even if your life is rough.

The more miserable I am, the more I hope that others will not be miserable; the more miserable this world is, the more I desire that the world will not be miserable...

This kid is really too kind.

Neos looked up at the sky and smiled palely.

Enemies can be domineering, impose strict laws, and govern troubled times with heavy codes;

The benevolent can be the king, restrain the officials with loyalty, and kidnap the people with morality.

Fario, I have finally found a king who can grant your wish.

......

On the other side, the girl who fell lay on the ground and choked on the snow.

The guard warrior turned pale with fright and stepped forward to help.

But the girl raised her hand to stop, got up quickly, wrinkled her face, and rubbed her buttocks.

Then after waving to the master on the steps, she walked towards the refugees in front of the stage.

"I am, the eldest daughter of Queen Issini, the tribal princess, Anya!"

"It's here to help you!"

The girl usually has a gentle voice, but now she is forced to yell, she is really out of breath.

But this kind of trembling, courageous appearance to speak in front of everyone has a unique charm.

It is loud and full of vitality like a newborn baby.

"So here, in the name of the princess, all the people of Winchester City!

Men over 15 years old and under 40 years old, gather on the left, please follow the Turner warriors, patrol the whole city, rescue people in houses, and send food to every family with disabilities! "

In the heavy snow, the girl stood tall among thousands of people, her small body erupted with great power, inspiring people's hearts!

it is good!energetic!

Neos praised after him, his joyful expression appeared, and he waved his hand.

However, among the common people, a few people with obviously different painting styles suddenly responded.

"Follow the princess' orders!"

"Yes, my lord princess!"

With someone leading the way, it is very easy to guide public opinion.

Not long after, the men had already gathered on the left according to Ania's order and lined up.