Have You Considered Xinyue to Be a Military Division?

"That's right, Neos, the samurai have been dismissed at your request, and it will be difficult to regroup them now." Boudica reminded with a serious expression.

"I need to correct one point. The dismissal order was issued by the Queen's order." Neos said.

"But, but..." Boudica stared, speechless.

"But even if it was my idea to dismiss the warriors, I did it on purpose!" Neos said loudly.

"My lord is saying that before you issued this decree, you already thought that Epos would come?" The fat man was overjoyed.

Both Boudica and Turner were shocked.

Neos smiled without saying a word, looking confident.

After a long time, he said loudly: "I want to ask Knight Turner, how many people are left in Epos?"

Turner frowned: "They seem to have suffered a lot from Paulinus, and now there are less than 1 people left."

"No, cut off half of them, they have less than 5000 people!" Neos raised his arms.

"Why, our scout clearly..."

"Alpos sticks to London, but suddenly goes out to conquer the city. It must be because there is no food in the city, and the conflict with the city residents has intensified, so he can only go out to plunder." Nios said.

Boudica's pupils shrank suddenly, and he suddenly turned to look at the silver-haired man.

Remembering before they left London, Neos asked her to rob London citizens of food...

So, has he gotten to this point since then?

Nios stretched out his two fingers and swung them down heavily, as if he was going to kill the enemy general: "And now Epos, a group of remnants and defeated generals, their morale is low, they have been marching for a long time, they are exhausted, and they have not eaten for a long time, which is even more morale. Not stable!"

Turner's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he was speechless.

The fat man saw the other side of this man, and at the same time he was amazed, and he had no desire to resist.

Boudica was still engrossed in his previous arrangement, his back felt cold, and he was afraid for a while.

"So just ask..."

Neos paused: "How else do you want to fight?"

After a long silence, the three looked at each other.

"So......"

Boudica asked tentatively, "How do you want to win?"

Neos chuckled lightly: "Yongqi!"

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Chapter 82 Chapter 81 Water Attack

In Britannia, early in the morning, a glow pierced the darkness on the horizon.

In the big camp not far from Winchester, there were no warriors on duty, and everyone was called to sleep by Epos.

The camp had already started cooking. Epos looked around with his hands behind his back, followed by two tribal leaders.

He wears a suit of Roman general's armor, dyed green.

It was brought by him from the palace of Paulinus, and accompanied him in that tragic and ignominious battle.

In the morning the camp was quiet, and the samurai living and cooking wanted to salute him with strange eyes.

Epos stood by the iron pot, smelling the aroma of the last broth, his calf warmed by the campfire.

The leaders swallowed their saliva, but did not dare to move.

Epos glanced at it, and waved impatiently: "You guys eat, save some for the messenger."

As soon as the words fell, the leaders couldn't wait to pick up the wooden bowls on the ground and make broth.

This is a broth stewed with horse meat, with some bread and wild vegetables in it. It is not eaten on weekdays, but it is already delicious at this time.

With food, I naturally want to chat.

A leader held a bowl in both hands, warmed his hands, and sighed: "It's true that the gods are also helping us."

"Well, I didn't expect the river to dry up at this time. This year's dry season is earlier than usual." Another leader slurped up the soup, ignoring the heat.

"Perhaps we are the descendants of Danu."

"Perhaps the god following Boudica is really a false god?"

After all, the two laughed.

Epos couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, but still with a trace of worry, he looked in the direction of the city: "Should be back soon."

The two leaders here also noticed the leader's worries, and hurried forward: "My lord, how long do we have to wait?"

"When the messenger returns, tell us what Boudica's attitude is?" Epos said.

"Can't we go straight up?" asked another leader.

"If you fight directly, the warriors may not be willing."

Epos shook his head: "We need to give them a reason to fight."

The wind suddenly picked up.

Everyone turned their heads and looked towards the direction of the city vigilantly, as vague shadows approached, accompanied by the sound of horseshoes hurriedly.

coming!

Epos held his breath subconsciously, his brows and eyes tightened, his expression as hard as steel.

The envoy rode his horse and came to the leaders. He rolled off his horse and almost fell to the ground.

But he still forcibly stabilized his body, saluted, and said in a very fast voice: "My lord, my lord...Queen Boudica refuses us to enter the city!",

Although a little guilty, Epos had to admit that he was relieved the moment he heard the news.

He was afraid that Boudica would suddenly let the warriors enter the city, and he would lose his prestige completely by then.

"How dare she!"

"Betrayal! This is betrayal!"

The leaders immediately became angry and complained loudly.

"It seems that Boudica has completely broken with us!"

Epos also frowned, with blue veins: "Then, we don't have to show mercy anymore!"

He turned around and gritted his teeth: "Everyone, tell your warriors!

Boudica not only executed his comrades in arms, but also our fellow countrymen!Now it is even more important to put us warriors against Rome, the last Celtic blood in Britain, to death! "

Epos took a deep breath and smiled ferociously: "She betrayed Celtic! She betrayed Britain!"

"Next! Let the warriors attack this city!"

"Food! Treasure! Women! Everything belongs to them from now on!"

Epos raised his arms and shouted: "Let them get back what belongs to them!"

......

Under the cloud, above the city, the atmosphere is chilling.

The ground vibrated slightly, as if tens of thousands of horseshoes were beating the ground, and the crowd's shouts came like a wave.

"They're coming!" Turner shouted, pointing into the distance.

Boudica's expression changed slightly, and he frowned.

Anya couldn't help but began to tremble, trying to grab Neos' sleeve.

But Nios stepped forward and raised his hand to look out.

After Aniya caught the air, she lowered her head and pursed her lips.

Boudica saw it sideways, stepped forward to grab her daughter's hand, and held it quietly.

She has not shy away from fighting side by side with her daughter.

The girl felt the warmth of her palm, turned her head, and looked at her mother, her pupils trembling slightly.

Boudica smiled faintly and leaned over: "Trust Neos."

The girl was inexplicably relieved, she nodded her head and looked forward.

The silver-haired man stood upright, as if he was the only one left in the world.

Aloof and unattainable.

A small figure suddenly appeared behind him.

The girl in the hood stood silently, as if she would never leave.

Ania looked at the two, bit her lips, broke free from her mother's hand, took a deep breath, and stepped forward, standing side by side with Fei, behind the man.

Fei glanced at her expressionlessly, then followed Neos to look forward.

Eagle eye perspective, open!

In the gray and white background, large swathes of blood red instantly entered the eyes, covering the sky!

Those were Celtic warriors who were hostile to their side.

Even when facing Roman soldiers, Fei had never seen such monstrous and thick malice.

"Aren't these... really Romans?" She couldn't help but whisper.

"A lot of times, the people who treat me the hardest are often my own people." Nios put his hands behind his back and looked ahead with a calm expression.

Some warriors have already started to step into the river, and everyone has a ferocious expression on their faces, brandishing their swords and roaring forward.

Epos walked ahead on a horse with a relaxed expression, looking at the top of the city, imagining the scene of living in it for a while.

The wind grew stronger, and the Assini's banners were unfurled.