Have You Considered Xinyue to Be a Military Division?

"No." Neos shook his head expressionlessly.

"Then what is it?"

"I like long hair, you don't."

"I can stay!"

"I won't like it if you keep it," Neos said.

Nero gritted his teeth and stared, and shifted his position: "Then why do you have a completely different attitude towards others and me?"

Neos calmly replied, "Because you are a Roman."

"No, because you found out that you have special feelings for me!" Nero was determined.

"Stop making trouble..." Neos felt tired.

"I'm pretty sure that's what it is, because I am, too,"

Nero shrugged and looked directly at Nios: "Just like now, because you look so good in Yu's aesthetics, Yu also likes you~~"

After finishing speaking, she blinked her right eye mischievously, her red eyes dancing.Bright eyes flowed, and apart from being handsome, there was a bit of innocence and mischievousness revealed.

Since pass control and wing attack are not good enough, then hit a straight ball directly.

Nios let go of his hand subconsciously, pursing his lips tightly.

"In short...you just need to know that you like me, it has nothing to do with me, this world doesn't revolve around you." He said softly.

"Then you look at me and say it!"

Neos couldn't take it anymore, and waved his hand: "Enough, don't talk about this."

Nero was eager to try.

Looking at her expression, Neos suddenly felt haggard.

He would rather face the siege of millions of soldiers than to get entangled with her like this.

Fortunately, someone made a timely rescue.

Fei knocked on the door suddenly.

"My lord, the Queen is looking for...you..."

Fei was terrified by the scene in front of her.

In the room, Nios leaned his back against the bookshelf, with a look of embarrassment on his face, and there was no way to retreat.

But in front of him, a blond girl less than 1.6 meters long exuded the air of a queen, with her chest upright and her head raised, pressing her every step of the way.

It is hard to show the scene where the small ones are big and the next ones are the best.

The girl drew the dagger on the spot.

"My lord, are you okay!"

"It's okay, let's go quickly, don't keep the queen waiting." Neos wiped his body, rubbed Nero's shoulder and flashed out.

After the successful anti-encirclement campaign, he took the girl and walked outside the house.

Nero looked at the door and smiled heroically: "Hmph, you're lucky!"

outside the house.

Boudica looked at Neos with a strange expression, and asked, "What's the matter, Neos?"

Fei was about to explain: "Just now..."

"It's okay, don't worry about me."

Neos hurriedly interrupted her, his face changed, and he looked at the Queen solemnly: "My Lady Queen, time is running out now, we need to finish the work at hand as soon as possible."

"Uh, but I don't have any work right now, I'm almost dead?" Boudica was at a loss.

"..."

Nios was silent for a few seconds: "Have you memorized the speech of the sacrificial ceremony?"

"Oh, this..."

Boudica suddenly realized: "But you haven't given it to me yet."

"Well, then I'll give it to you now, and I'll tell you about the procedure on the day of the ceremony,

By the way, I remember that I put the paperwork on the table, waiting for me to bring it to you..."

Neos' complexion sank, and he turned around.

"Let's go out and talk."

......

"On the day of the ceremony, the city will be open to the outside world, and market and trade restrictions will be temporarily lifted. I have already asked merchants to release news in various cities. There must be a lot of people entering the city by then."

Neos stood at the gate of the temple, pointing to the square ahead, which was open and bright.

Boudica looked over and nodded, "Oh."

"And this is a good opportunity for external publicity. We can not only attract foreign merchants to do business, but also attract many islanders to migrate." Nios said.

Boudica hesitated for a moment: "There are so many people, what about security?"

Nios smiled: "Don't worry, the recruits I trained can just be used this time."

"New recruit?"

"Well, the arms are specially used to hide in the dark, assassination and anti-assassination, reconnaissance and anti-reconnaissance." Neos nodded.

"Is that so?" Boudica thought thoughtfully.

"So, aren't you curious, Your Lady Queen?"

Nios looked at her with some surprise: "Such a hidden army was built under your nose?"

"Then why are you telling me this all of a sudden?" Boudica asked back.

Neos froze for a moment, looked away, and thought for no reason of the reprimand from a certain golden retriever before.

He sighed faintly, and said, "I just think that I should try to trust you..."

"Then I am the same!" Boudica patted Neos on the shoulder and grinned.

Nios was trembling after being patted, couldn't help laughing, and rubbed his shoulders: "So when the time comes, in order to promote force to the city residents and outsiders.

I will arrange for the army to perform martial arts. After the new recruits undergo basic formation training, they will participate in the military parade in the square.

Then three hundred samurai who have undergone special training will perform martial arts. "

"Um......"

Boudica pondered for a moment: "But won't this expose our tactics to outsiders?"

"Oh, they thought we were performing new tactics and new formations,"

Nios laughed: "But in fact, what we released are basically old equipment and old tactics that are about to be eliminated."

Never show your cards, this is common sense.

"Hmm, I understand the truth."

Boudica nodded: "But you haven't told me what I said in my speech."

Nios' smile faded away, thinking of the golden retriever in his study now.

My head hurts again, it's annoying.

Chapter 140 Chapter 130 Chapter [-] Landing on the Island

midnight.

Under the dark night, the big red ship broke through the waves, and under the guidance of the lights, it slowly entered the port, like a giant beast entering its nest.

The port is backed by a piece of sand, and above the sand is a winding white stone wall. On the stone wall, lights are like stars, and there are constant shouts.

"Okay, so big..."

Martha pulled off her robe and got out of the boat, followed the team into the harbor, looked up, and couldn't believe it.

In her impression, Britain is an island surrounded by the northern sea, which has been isolated overseas for thousands of years. The island should be filled with thick fog all day long, and the islanders are still uncivilized.

And it is precisely because of this stereotype that there are very few criminals who agree to come to the island as mercenaries.

For them, even going to a rich place to be a mining slave is better than being sent to a poor mountain to be a suicide squad.

But they didn't expect that the situation on this island was much better than expected.

"At least I don't have to drill around in the woods anymore..." Maerda patted her chest, her face full of joy, and she complained to herself in the language of her hometown.

"Why, is it different from what you imagined?" A gentle and soft voice came from the side, speaking the same language as her.

That's the Hebrew language, the language of the Jewish nation.

Martha thought she met a fellow villager, she was overjoyed, she turned her head, but her eyes were dizzy instantly.

A tall and burly young man with golden hair on top, a handsome face with a knife-cut smile, dazzling like a small sun rising out of thin air.

"Are you?" Martha was a little disappointed when she found that the young man's appearance was obviously not Jewish.

"Sorry, I just heard your doubts, miss, and I can't help but want to answer you."

The young man showed a charming smile and bowed slightly: "Romario Aemilius, born in the province of Germania, a Roman citizen."

"Oh, I'm Mirtha, from Judea." Mirtha nodded tremblingly.

"Well, I knew it. I have been to Judea, so I learned the language there." The young man who called himself Romagno said.

"Is that so." Mirtha couldn't help showing a faint smile as her favorability towards this person was +1.

Seeing the girl let go of his vigilance, Romagno couldn't help curling up his mouth, stood closer to her, and raised his finger to the cliff above the port.

"Hengisburyhead, since hundreds of years ago, it has always been the center of foreign trade in Britain, so it is also the most prosperous port in the whole of Britain."

"That's right, I thought there was nothing on this island." Maerda looked along.