Have You Considered Xinyue to Be a Military Division?

Boudica whispered in his ear, with a weeping voice, sincerely.

No one could understand how courageous she, a woman who had never been on a battlefield, had the courage to declare war on the most powerful empire in the world.

No one understood how she, a widow who never participated in politics, asked for help from the tribal leaders who looked at her coldly.

No one understands her pain, understands her paranoia, understands why she is so angry...

If it wasn't for this man, perhaps he would have died on the battlefield, or even by his own people, and his blood would have been spilled on the ground without a trace.

Sometimes, it takes a long time for a person to know how touching it is to have someone support him.

Anya was also very excited, holding Fei's hand, Fei broke free from her hand, she grabbed it again, broke free, grabbed it again, hugged her tightly, and then rested her chin on the girl's shoulder.

The two did not move, quietly watching the two adults embrace each other.

After a while, Sanios was so embarrassed that he gently pushed Boudica away.

The queen was taken aback for a moment, then hugged it regardless of objections, then looked at it separately, hugged it again, and laughed loudly.

Then the two became like brothers.

Putting his shoulders on Neos, Boudica waved to the warriors and the people: "Happy today, let's celebrate!"

The crowd cheered loudly.

Neos shrugged his shoulders, like a frightened fox, forced a smile: "My Lady Queen, maybe I should remind you that our inventory is not enough for us to squander."

Boudica shook him vigorously: "I am the queen, as long as I say enough, don't try to oppose me today!"

Neos smiled awkwardly: "Of course I agree with Her Majesty Queen's decision and absolutely support it, but..."

"Don't talk! I won't listen!" Boudica pushed him away with a big wave of his hand.

Nios breathed a sigh of relief, looked at her like a child, and then at the two girls watching the show, and sighed helplessly: "Okay, since the queen..."

"Huh?" Boudica stared.

Neos froze for a moment, and smiled bitterly: "Since Boudica said so, I can only reduce some future rations."

"So you agreed!" Boudica was shocked.

"Ah." Neos nodded helplessly.

"Yes!" Boudica exclaimed.

The old lady finally won once!

After the audience screamed, Anya was also emotionally affected, she led Fei up, and hugged Neos.

Then seeing his stiff expression, the girl laughed, hugged him again, buried her head on the master's waist, and took a deep breath.

Neos stopped struggling, and quietly looked down at them, then at the red-haired queen who was shouting happily, and at the enthusiastic Wanmin.

All emanating strange emotions, agitation, excitement, hope, and light...

He has never been easily infected by emotions, but at this moment he subconsciously touched his heart.

In the very deep place, heat inexplicably seeped in, and then slightly swelled.

thump!

Moved by the heart, as if something warmed the blood, the body and soul were no longer cold, and even faintly boiled.

Neos couldn't help but tickled the corner of his mouth.

Fario, is that what you mean...is this?

(four thousand...inseparable...crying)

Chapter 85 Chapter 84 The Praetorian Guard and the Emperor

Below the city of London, the sky is graying.

The cool wind blew across the Thames, and the mist carried a rancid smell.

The horse team slowly walked towards the city wall, and the heavy city gate slowly opened.

Paulinus rode his horse forward, kicking away the corpse of a civilian, and he glanced wearily.

Looking around, the whole city was filled with a sense of despair.

There are emaciated hungry people leaning against the ruined walls everywhere, their faces are no longer conscious, they kneel or sit on the muddy and cold ground, relying on instinct to hold their hands together, begging for food along the street.

The statue of Emperor Claudius was broken in two, and the other was planted in the mud.

The temple had long been burned to blackness, and in the square next to it, the emaciated and ragged crowd gathered, and there were bursts of suffocating wailing, as if they would die in the next second.

Hunger is a desperate pain, but it is not as hysterical as those tortures, because there is no hysterical strength long ago.

Paulinus watched the hungry people gather together, adults hugging their children, husbands hugging their wives, without speaking, just cuddling each other.

The child has been unable to cry for a long time, as for the old man...

"Why don't you see the old man?" an adjutant asked.

Paulinus glanced at the cauldron in the corner, not daring to tell the young man the truth.

The veteran, who had known the truth for a long time, felt his scalp go numb, and cursed loudly.

"Made, these savages!"

"Really TM is not human!"

Paulinus was silent for a moment, and when he came to his mansion, he saw that it was already crowded with hungry people, and all of them scanned him with vigilant eyes.

"Shall we drive them away?" asked the adjutant.

Paulinus shook his head: "Forget it, let's camp outside first."

The adjutant agreed.

He added: "By the way, let them divide the military rations into batches and distribute them to these people."

"But our lords ourselves..."

Paulinus raised his hand to stop: "I will send an envoy to the Gaul province next door, and ask the governor over there to send a batch of food.

If they only go by water, they can get there in a month or two at most, and we just need to last until then. "

"Yes." The adjutant nodded.

Paulinus rolled his eyelids, his ashen expression turned sullen: "You don't have to worry, we will take revenge on those Celts sooner or later, after this winter is over, we will go out after harvesting the first batch of rations next year.

"Whether it's Epos who escaped, Queen Issene, or that bastard god, sooner or later they will die under the sword of the Roman legion."

His face was extremely gloomy: "These barbarians shouldn't exist on the land of the Roman Empire!"

"Understood!" The adjutant was overjoyed.

Paulinus rubbed his temples: "But before that, we have to deal with people from Rome."

The adjutant was surprised: "What do you mean?"

Paulinus slowly raised his eyes: "Well, I received the news in advance that the Senate asked the emperor to bring his guards over, and it is estimated that in a few days, there will be an advance envoy to inspect the situation and eliminate the threat.

Then once the winter is over, the emperor will almost be here. "

"Understood, I will start to restore the city to its original state as soon as possible." The adjutant said softly, scanning the square.

If the emperor saw the scene of wailing everywhere, they might not all be doomed.

"More than that, we are also responsible for protecting the envoy and the emperor."

Paulinus shook his head and sighed softly: "And I have a hunch that the Celtic god, Neos, may already know the news."

......

The northern border of the Roman Empire stretches as far as the eye can see.

As the commander of the Imperial Guard, Bruce was familiar with the map of the empire's territory, but after a month of traveling north, he realized that the difference between the map and the actual situation was unimaginable.

The Praetorian Guards and the emperor's team left Rome on the same day. The carriages creaked through the fine snow, people neighed, mail armor collided, footsteps came and went, and the sky was in chaos.

The team went straight along Augustus Avenue, and every day Bruce sent scouts to explore the road, notifying the officials and governors along the way to prepare to meet the emperor.

And the governors are always along the way to welcome, warmly entertain, stop and go along the way, and the speed is much slower.

It's just that as we get farther and farther away from Italy and closer to Germany, there are fewer and fewer people and the weather is getting colder and colder.

The avenue gradually turned into a path, only a little wider than the deep forest path.

Every day is surrounded by silent deep forests, the sound of wolves howling after the wind blows, and sometimes bumps into rugged hills and deep valleys

Bruce had to slow down, send all the cavalry out for reconnaissance before marching, and carefully choose each camping location.

Although this is the territory of the empire, after all, the blood of the predecessors is in front of us, who knows if there will be barbarians sneaking in.

At the time of Augustus, the three legions of the empire were lost in the forest not far away, so that the emperor roared "Valus, return my legions", and then from the Rhine River as the boundary, no longer set foot in Germanic. ya.

After finally deciding on the next path, Bruce waved his hand to dismiss the scouts, wiped himself and went to report to the emperor.

But before he entered the camp, he heard melodious singing and applause from inside.

Bruce frowned and sighed, pulling back the curtain.

In the huge red tent, Nero picked up the barbecue and put it in his mouth. Looking at the band singing in front of him, he kept his eyes on it for a moment, and his eyes were eager to try.

The emperor went out to fight, and even brought a band with him, and hired bards on the way, which was called a morale booster.

Although he himself had written quite a few poems praising soldiers, Bruce thought it was nonsense.

"Well, Bruce, here you come!"

Emperor Nero looked at the opening of the tent, sucked the oil on his finger, his index finger was as long as jade, and his pretty face was full of excitement: "Come and listen to my new poem, which uses the Trojan War to praise our soldiers! "

As he spoke, he looked at the musicians like a child, raised his hands, and signaled them to sing.

The musicians looked at each other with embarrassed expressions.

Bruce sighed: "Your Majesty, very few of our soldiers understand Greek legends. They have never read books and cannot read.

So I think you'd better not have the idea of ​​singing something they listen to. "