Have You Considered Xinyue to Be a Military Division?

There was a lot of noise in the square, and more and more people gathered. Unknowingly, dawn came.

"The sun is out!" Someone shouted at the door.

Neos looked up and saw a red sun leaping from the top of the city wall in the east, and the light shone on the people in the square, soft but not glaring.

The light expanded little by little, the coldness on the building was dispelled, and the inscription on the stele gradually became brighter.

Neos narrowed his eyes, feeling inexplicably emotional.

"What are you looking at?" A gentle voice came from behind.

The red-haired queen and princess were at his side at the same time, and Neos didn't look back.

"Sun," Neos said.

"The sun." Boudica watched the rising sun, his eyes were burning, and his red hair seemed to be burning.

Anya muttered to herself: "The cold winter is gone, and one day, the sun of this country will never set."

Boudica and Neos glanced at the girl in unison, and then at each other.

Neos couldn't help laughing, straightened his tiara: "Let's go!"

"Well, let's go!" Boudica said.

The three looked at each other and smiled, stepped out of the gate together, and walked towards the sun.

......

At the gate, all the generals and officials waited for a long time. On the central avenue, a gold-rimmed carriage carved with gorgeous patterns slowly drove up.

Under the rising sun, everyone looked at the door and held their breath. The atmosphere became solemn at this moment, making it difficult to even breathe.

immediately.

"My Lady Queen is here!" the commander shouted.

All the civil and military officials in the audience knelt on one knee at the same time, and there was a sudden whim.

Finally, at the main entrance of the hall, the queen stepped out, wearing a white cloak and battle robe, with flying red hair and a heroic appearance.

And a red-haired girl with a similar appearance held the queen's arm, also holding her head high.

The two walked steadily and condescendingly, like the Valkyries in mythology.

Neos walked quickly to the carriage and opened the door.

Immediately after, a waiter stepped forward and set up the pedals.

In front of the car, the mother and daughter cast a slanted glance at Neos intentionally or unintentionally.

Six eyes intersect, no need to say more.

The queen and princess stepped calmly into the chariot.

This is the wheel without oath to guard, the chariot to the future of Britain, and ahead of that road lies the sun.

After closing the car door, the waiter removed the pedals, and Nios turned around and got on the horse, waiting around.

Behind, the ceremony officer specially selected for training shouted: "Get up!"

Behind him, all the noble officials and military generals bowed their heads and knelt to see him off.

The salute team then took the lead, with Neos at the side, and the carriage started slowly. The three hundred imperial guards rode behind, pulled the horse's head, and followed up five by one.

At the entrance of the hall, bells and drums rang to inform all the people in the city that the queen was leaving.

......

The bell rang, and the roar spread throughout the city, and all the people in the city immediately moved like beasts, rushing towards the central avenue.

The sky had just dawned, and between the gate of the meeting hall and the heroic monument of the temple, both sides of the avenue were crowded with people, densely packed and full.

Everyone wants to catch a glimpse of the legendary queen.

At the same time, all the warriors in the executive department mobilized, armed with spears, and formed human walls on both sides of the road to maintain order.

The team moved forward slowly according to the previous route, and everyone stretched their necks and poked their heads hard.

"Are you there, are you there!"

"Why don't you come!"

"Has it already passed!"

Until a call came from the rear, everyone was shocked, knowing that the team was almost here.

"I'm coming!"

"Hey, there! There!"

At the beginning, some people stepped on their feet, some people jumped up, everyone shouted, but gradually, the voices became quieter.

The onlookers became a little silent.

Why, because this is not the same as imagined.

What should it be like in the imagination? It should be the flags waving, brocade clothes going out, gongs and drums blaring, and then the queen sits on the float, waving in all directions, and sprinkles flowers and gold coins.

No matter how bad it is, four or five people will have to ride on the horse and make a pattern.

But now, there was only a monotonous cavalry team coming towards them, and in front of the cavalry team, there were only two flags of the Assini flying in front of the cavalry team, hunting and hunting, without any tricks.

I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, but when the cavalry team got closer, I felt something was wrong.

The neat phalanx came along the avenue, and the sound of horseshoes gradually approached, neatly, one after another, as if stepping on the heart.

The onlookers became inexplicably quiet, and the aura of frenzy before was suppressed by this team.

Everyone looked up at the samurai on horseback with the attitude of looking up at the mountain.

There was a burst of trampling, and the warriors sat on horses, wearing bronze armor, bronze helmets, and holding short spears.

The sun shone on their sculpture-like tough faces. Everyone's chins were raised slightly, their chests were high, and they walked in a heroic and majestic manner.

And look at the team again, looking sideways, horse head to horse head, horse tail to horse tail, even the people on horseback are in a line.

What is "people are strong and horses are strong", this is called!

And what's even more silencing is their realization that...

These are all Celtic teams!

Seeing this scene, many old Celtics couldn't help but hide their faces.

Today, even though the island has been occupied by the Romans for nearly a hundred years, the Celts still occupy the majority of the province's population.

And some of the older Celtics are people who have experienced humiliation first-hand.

They have seen with their own eyes the fall of their homeland, their fathers and relatives going to the battlefield, but their lives were lost in vain.

Even they themselves fought back, but Celtic warriors were always powerless against the Roman legions.

Up to now, the children of the Celts are regarded as pariahs and slaves by the Romans who landed on the island; the religion of the Celts is regarded as heresy, the oak forest is burned, and Stonehenge is overthrown...

The oppression again and again seems to have broken the Celtics' spine long ago.

So at this moment, even if they saw it with their own eyes, they couldn't believe it. This is the Celtic army.

The majestic cavalry, the silent Celtics, this picture seems to have a wonderful magic power, so that everyone present dare not even breathe loudly.

After the cavalry, Queen Boudica's chariot appeared in front of her eyes.

Seeing that incomparably familiar red hair, the crowd exploded with excitement in an instant, the audience boiled, and cheers slapped the sky above the city of Winchester!

Yes, this is, this is our soldier!

All the people seem to have the same mind at this moment, with the same feelings in their hearts.

sense of security!

pride!

There was a sudden rush of crowds at the back, and the city residents on this section of the road turned their heads, and a sea of ​​people rushed here.

It turned out that it was where Her Lady Queen walked by just now, and those city residents who were watching from behind began to spontaneously catch up with the Queen's chariot.

They raised their hands, they cheered, everyone had the same smile on their faces.

Without hesitation, people from this section also joined in.

Walking along the avenue, people all the way shouted: "Long live Celtic!"

"Long live Celtic!"

Citizens of Winchester, Celts, Queen Boudica, Celtic warriors...

Gather together at this moment, follow that flag, follow that rising sun!

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On a sunny day, the square is completely emptied, and seating platforms are set up around it, so you can have a panoramic view from a high place.

On the stage, several men and old people gathered together, whispering to each other.

It was a seat specially set up by Neos for distinguished guests.

At the same time, there are also seats for officials, but the position is lower, but it is much better than those onlookers. This is the privilege of civil servants, and Nero is also arranged in it.

For this grand ceremony, many tribal leaders and nobles were specially invited. From England to Wales, then to Ireland and Scotland, many tribal leaders gathered here.

After all, it was declared to the outside world that this was the largest druid ceremony since the Romans ruled the island and established a province.Moreover, the reputation of the queen's resistance to Rome spread throughout the island, which also attracted many leaders to come.

On the surface, it is to participate in the ceremony, but in fact it is all for diplomacy after the ceremony.

On weekdays, if the two countries want to make diplomacy, there are many aspects that need to be taken into account. For example, if the two tribes suddenly form an alliance, then Rome's reaction will inevitably be fierce.

But if you come in the name of participating in various ceremonies, weddings, and funerals, then you can talk about a lot of things.

Like this moment.

"I heard that after Boudica raised his army, he not only severely damaged Rome, but also gnawed a city from the hands of the people,

And forcing the governor of the province to admit that the city belongs to the Celts is really incredible. "