Have You Considered Xinyue to Be a Military Division?

"But I just don't know if her appetite is just like that."

"Hey, the appetite is small because one person can't eat it, and the appetite will increase if there are more people."

"Oh, she's just a woman, she's almost enough, don't take her too seriously."

"That's right, how strong is it, and whether it's worth our sending troops, we have to wait and see."

During the banquet, several leaders were talking.

Epos sat at the banquet, looked around, but never saw the silver-haired man who showed him the way at the beginning, and felt extremely annoyed.

Suddenly, the conversation turned to him.

"If I want to think that in Britain, the person who can hold the banner of resisting the tyranny of Rome must be Master Epos!" A man laughed and turned his head to salute Epos.

"That's right, Master Epos doesn't want Naboudica, wagging his tail at Rome, begging for recognition!"

"If you want to monopolize a city, Mr. Epos won Ilchester with his remnant soldiers, but he also trained elite soldiers and used Roman tactics to fight those Romans. I heard that he has achieved great results!"

"This is the leader the Celtics should have!"

Epos smiled awkwardly.

Don't talk about it, you should credit someone for all the credit you boasted!

"Although the attack on London failed later, it set an example anyway."

"On the other hand, Nabudika encircled and suppressed the same clan, and looked at the surrounding tribes coldly, regardless of it!"

"Enough is enough, I'm not that good..." Epos waved his hands again and again.

"Lord Epos is so humble!"

The old man couldn't stand these people, he just couldn't survive, and wanted to bring the tribe to join him in the city.

Boudica ignored them in the previous winter and allowed them to freeze to death and starve to death. Now that they are doing well, they feel unbalanced.

nausea!

Thinking of this, Epos twitched violently at the corner of his mouth, stood up, and waved to the fat man who was waiting by the side.

As the diplomat and receptionist personally appointed by Neos, the fat man hurried over and asked, "Excuse me, do you have any orders from Master Epos?"

"I would like to ask, when will Queen Boudica arrive? I need to find her in a hurry?" Epos bent down, with a somewhat respectful attitude.

The fat man looked at him in surprise, he was the first leader with such a good attitude, so he said with a smile: "Your Majesty Queen will be there soon."

"Is that so, what about Master Neos?" Epos asked again.

Lord Neos...

The fat man narrowed his eyes, realizing that this leader might not be simple.

After thinking for a moment, he said softly, "Lord Neos will preside over the ceremony later, so he won't be here."

"what......"

"But after the ceremony is over, the adults will invite all the leaders present to join the meeting."

The fat man said: "If Lord Epos has any questions, you can ask them at the meeting."

"That's it, thank you." Epos sat back, feeling a little depressed.

"What's wrong with Mr. Epos?" The leader next to him came over.

"It's okay." Epos smiled, looking at these leaders, it was like seeing himself once.

Proud and complacent, arrogant, ignorant to bliss...

Did they really think that Boudica could become the leader that the Roman Praetorian Guards had to recognize by himself?

Thinking of this, Epos laughed at himself.

But let alone them, if it wasn't for good luck, I'm afraid that even I almost missed that man back then.

Recalling that not long ago, I led an army to ambush outside of London, but was defeated by Paulinus' sneak attack, I am afraid it was also the hand of that person.

And after returning, he had a quarrel with the Roman financial officer Gatus, and there were many conflicts, which was probably within his calculations.

Not to mention the method by which Nyosna robbed London of food earlier, imperceptibly planted the blame, and forced him out of the city of London.

There was no battle, no troops, just a few overhands, and Epos defeated London twice...

Just like a monster.

When Epos sighed, he suddenly heard exclamations from the stage.

Looking up, he saw two big red flags walking towards him.

And behind the big banner, gold and iron horses, hooves sounded strangely, and the breath of iron and blood rushed to the face!

Looking at the cavalry phalanx that looked like a knife-cut cavalry formation, the leaders who were noisy just now fell silent for a moment, dumbfounded.

"This, this is..."

"Which Roman soldier is this?"

A leader asked subconsciously, his body trembling uncontrollably.

It was the man behind the phalanx who answered him.

She has red hair, is dressed in a strong outfit, is domineering, and has contemptuous eyes.

Standing upright on the chariot, I am the only one.

But Epos saw the man accompanying the chariot at a glance. His silver hair shone in the sun, but it made people feel extremely cold.

The chariots gradually approached, and the phalanx stood under the stage.

"The queen has arrived!" shouted the commander.

There was a commotion in the square, but there was a strange "pop", and all the riders in the square turned over and got off their horses at a jaw-dropping synchronization rate.

Immediately afterwards, like a sharp knife cutting through flowing water, the phalanx split into two, making way for Her Lady Queen.

At this point, no one on the field dared to speak, cough, or even twist their necks.

Queen Boudica raised her chin and glanced at all the leaders on the stage with a proud gaze.

Nios dismounted and opened the car door for the mother and daughter, like the most sincere servant.

The two got out of the car and nodded to him.

Boudica put his hands on his daughter's arms, squeezed the long sword around his waist, and after taking a deep breath quietly, walked to the most central high platform along the road paved for them by the warriors.

Behind him, the chariot left quickly.

After watching the two of them take to the stage, Neos turned around and walked towards the entrance of the temple.

Today, his identity is not a military adviser accompanying the lord, but a Celtic religious leader, Druid.

Under the watchful eyes of thousands of people, the three of them took their seats. The queen and princess sat in the center of the high platform, sitting with the leaders, overlooking the audience.

Neos waited quietly in front of the Heroic Monument under the opposite temple.

The people following behind also began to rush in, and each of them found a good place to stand.

After a long time, the sun rose to the tip of the Heroic Spirit Monument, and the body of the monument cast a huge shadow, pointing to the avenue that the Queen walked just now.

The flying birds in the distance were startled, and flew up in formations, humbling, and did not fall back for a long time.

Neos snapped his eyes open.

"coming!"

Chapter 152 Chapter 150 The body is dead, the spirit is alive, and the soul is a ghost.

"coming!"

Boudica and Anya stood up from their seats at the same time, looking solemnly at the direction they came from.

The chiefs didn't know what was going to happen, so they stood up and looked at the same place.

Then, everyone was completely stunned.

A larger red flag rose slowly from the end of the wide avenue, and the emblem on the flag was clearly visible under the sun.

A giant dragon breathing flames, the dragon dances with the wind like a living thing.

......

In the civil servant's seat, Nero was sighing boredly, when suddenly everyone around stood up.

Nero looked around with doubts, and suddenly his whole body shivered.

All I heard was the sound of a majestic horn, and the sound of thunderous footsteps approaching.

Nero couldn't help standing up, but because he was not tall enough, he was blocked by the man in front.

But she didn't complain about it, because she had heard the singing.

"We will cross a thousand mountains, and the sky is boundless with grass!

We will cross the great river, and the flowing water will stir up!

Let the westerly wind be violent and sweep across the sky!

I wait for the sound of horseshoes to break, and regain the rivers and mountains!

......"

At the beginning, the leading warrior was singing and screaming. After a while, behind the warrior, the three armies sang in unison!

"...

Over a thousand mountains!Cross the river!

Repair my armor, shoot Sirius!

Take my bones, restore rivers and mountains! "

This is a battle song, but also a funeral song!

It was the first time in Nero's life that he heard such a tragic and heroic singing voice, and he couldn't help but tremble!