Have You Considered Xinyue to Be a Military Division?

"You mean, I should lower the bar for songs, is that correct?"

Nero bit his thumbnail and pondered: "It's like those folk songs, simple and easy to understand, but this way I can't show my talent!"

"The emperor's talent is recognized by the whole world, and there is no need to show it."

Bruce forced a smile: "Besides, I don't mean what you said."

"Sure enough, I need more materials. Maybe this trip to Britannia can yield good results, and I can learn about the art of the local aboriginal people." Nero looked eager to try.

"We went to war, Your Majesty!"

Bruce remembered this time, every time he talked serious things with him, he was led astray by the childlike emperor, and by the time he realized it, the topic had gone far away.

"I know, but it's not you,"

Nero shrugged, very self-aware: "And I know it's just like Claudius, just going through the motions."

So you call the first emperor like this, and your stepfather...

Bruce complained in his heart, but he didn't dare to speak out. He could only take a deep breath and said seriously, "But I will report all your actions during this period to the Queen Mother afterwards."

Nero's handsome face froze, and fear flashed across his red pupils.

"I personally think that the Empress Dowager may not want to hear that the emperor treats this war like this."

Knowing that his threat had worked, Bruce plucked up the courage to continue: "Although you have stayed away from her for a while, it doesn't mean you can do whatever you want.

I may condone the emperor taking these musicians and poets with him, because we really deserve the best enjoyment and care for you. "

Nero bit his pink lips, hesitant to speak.

"However, it is best for the emperor not to intervene in the military, so as the commander of the Imperial Guard, I also ask you to give up the idea of ​​writing songs for our soldiers." Bruce said.

The two stared at each other for a long time.

Nero took the lead to look away, lowered his head, and his golden hair seemed to be dimmed.

"Fine." Bruce nodded in satisfaction.

Right, the emperor of Rome, shouldn't he obediently listen to the words of the Praetorian Guards?

He cleared his throat, and continued: "I came this time to inform the emperor that we will arrive at the port in a short time and will leave the mainland soon."

"According to the estimate, we will be able to land on the island in three months. At that time, I will arrange for His Majesty to camp on the shore.

And I will go to London first to inspect the specific situation of Britannia, and ask the emperor to wait in the camp. "

Nero was silent for a long time, and then let out a rather lonely "Oh".

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Chapter 86 Chapter 85 Epos Demiurge【No】

Ilchester, a typical town established by merchants.

It is not like Colchester's political center and veteran gathering place, nor is it like a military fortress like Winchester.

The town was originally a merchant settlement, and the town evolved from tribal villages along trade routes.

Merchants from Spain and Italy came to the newly conquered province in search of business opportunities.They wantonly hired Celtic slaves, wooed immigrants, allocated land to them, gradually established communities, and then routinely paid taxes to the provincial treasurer.

This is the basic forming process of a provincial town.

And this small town, or this entire island, was clearly not an ideal place to settle.

Without the beautiful sunshine of Italy, without the affluence of the East, the only wealth is the tin mine hidden in the mountains.

The cold wind and rain clouds blowing from the sea make it hazy all year round, and the sun is as precious as gold.

But it was also the bad weather and environment that made the progress of Romanization here extremely slow. In a sense, it protected the Celts on this remote island country from assimilation.

When Epos rushed to this small town with the remaining 2000 warriors, it was a cloudy day after the light snow.

The snow on the road has been trampled black, the mud is cold, the grass and trees on both sides are withered, and seeing the shadow of the town ahead in the mist makes people feel depressed.

Gatus waited in the city for a long time, during which time he pulled out many men to serve as militiamen, patrolling and standing guard outside the city every day.

It was not only for guarding, but also to see if the person who rescued him came.

After all, he knew that he would never be able to hold on to this wallless town on his own, and he had to grab all the forces that could counterattack.

And when someone informed him that he had found the traces of the large group of people, Gatus immediately led people to wait in front of the city gate, pacing and watching with a look of fear.

From a distance, I saw the infantry of the brigade stepping on the mud, walking slowly, precariously, as if they would collapse in the next second.

"A troop is approaching! It's a friendly army!" shouted the guard standing on the tower.

For a moment, Gatus felt that it was getting dark, and his heart fell into a hole in the ice.

He suppressed the trembling all over his body, climbed up to the watchtower, and looked from a distance.

Long queues, few horses, and uniform Roman armor.

Every soldier was dressed lightly and looked downcast. Some even had no weapons, obviously just experienced a big defeat.

Counting the direction they came from...

Winchester!

So this Roman army went to attack Winchester, which Boudica occupied!

Gatus' face turned ugly for a moment.

So did they retreat here after losing the battle, or did Paulinus come to catch him directly?

Ah, no matter which one is bad for me...

Might as well come to support the Celtics.

Gattus bit his lower lip, his expression tangled.

After thinking for a while, he yelled and climbed down the tower like a fat squirrel: "Everyone, put down your weapons!"

"Line up, get ready!"

And Epos, who was on the opposite side, felt cold when he saw that this was a guarded town.

I shouted in my head that I was fooled, Naios is really an old Yin coin, and it is a good strategy to drive away tigers and wolves with one hand!

But when he saw the other party put down his weapon and open the city gate to welcome him, his brain short-circuited instantly.

He looked down at the Roman equipment all over his body.

"Aha...so it is, so it is!"

The old man couldn't help opening his mouth and giggling: "Lord Neos, Your Lady Queen...Long live!"

Immediately, he told the warriors not to speak, and quickly formed a team in front of the city gate, while he stepped forward, beating his chest with his right hand and stretching his arms, a standard Roman military salute.

"Epos, Commander of the Auxiliary Legion in Britain, meet Lord Gatus!"

Gattus stared at the old face in front of him, and was stunned for a moment.

Of course he knew the face of Epos. Back then, he was a tax collector from other people's tribes.

So what is this guy doing in Roman armor now?

Plot rebellion?Anti-Roman or Anti-British?

Gatus had a bunch of question marks in his mind.

Then I suddenly remembered the account of the girl who rescued me before leaving.

"Hide your identity after entering the city, keep a low profile, and come out when we arrive."

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

Oh!I see!

I understand!

Gatus suddenly realized, his eyebrows flew up.

"Ah, so it's you, I've been waiting for you for a long time!" He rubbed his hands and smiled flatteringly.

What do you mean waiting for us for a long time?

The corner of Epos's mouth twitched.

Is this the arrangement of Neos?

Then, he also understood, and quickly bowed: "Ah, it's been a long wait, sorry, sorry."

"No, thank you for saving my life." Gatus laughed.

Epos was shocked when he heard this.

Meaning that if he doesn't accept himself, he will die?

Could it be that Neos has already taken control of this Roman financial officer!

Has that man's tentacles stretched to the mainland and into the Roman Senate?

Think about the guy in front of you, when they attacked London, they actually watched Paulinus being surrounded.

Sure enough, everything makes sense!

So, could it be that Neos had already controlled the Roman finance officer?

Let him secretly cause trouble to Paulinus' army, such as not sending troops to support him, such as taking in his rebel army at this time...

But since Gatus belongs to Lord Neos, why did he oppress the British tribe before, which directly led to the uprising of Queen Boudica?

Could it be that this is also the man's...

Epos didn't dare to think about it anymore, the skin on his back tightened instantly, a burst of coolness hit him, and his scalp was numb!

He raised his head, as if a bunch of dark eyes were scanning himself and all living beings on the top of his head, and then he flipped his hands, easily controlling the fate of mortals, or subverting the whole world.

Silent for a long time.

Epos laughed awkwardly: "Where there is nothing, I will have to trouble Mr. Gatus next."