Have You Considered Xinyue to Be a Military Division?

Epos was taken aback, "If you hand over the military power to Neos like this, you won't be afraid of him..."

bass!

The right hand that was clasping the long sword suddenly swung it, and the sword light exploded, and in the blink of an eye, the blade was out of its sheath, pointing directly at the old man.

Boudica looked like a furious lioness, and her red hair seemed to be on fire.

"You can doubt me and slander me, but I will never allow you to slander him!" Her tone was as cold as iron.

Epos stared blankly at the queen for a long time, pulled the wrinkles on his face, and smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have doubted the relationship between your monarch and his subjects."

Boudica nodded slightly, raised his eyebrows, put away his weapon, "It's good to know."

The atmosphere temporarily eased.

At the moment when the woman's gaze shifted, Epos's face changed suddenly, becoming extremely gloomy.

He glanced back at the warriors following him, secretly startled, but couldn't help cursing in his heart.

Thinking of the time when Boudica came to borrow troops from him alone, although she was the leader of the rebel army on the surface, as long as she spoke at that time, the queen dared not say a word.

And now, if Ma De hadn't counted on her, she would have...

"The city gate is open!" Someone suddenly shouted from one side.

Only then did Epos come back from his thoughts, and subconsciously looked up.

The long wind howled, and on the head of the city of Ilchester, a fat man in a Chinese robe stood on it.

"Gattus!"

Boudica recognized the man who had given him pain at a glance, gritted his teeth fiercely, and trembled uncontrollably all over his body.

"Calm down, Queen,"

Epos squinted at her, and also looked at the man on the top of the wall: "Although I hate him too, we still can't be carried away by anger."

Boudica didn't seem to hear, and drew his sword directly.

The soldiers behind him also blew their whistles. Among the warriors, the whistles were abrupt and sharp.

The surrounding warriors and the leader turned their heads at the same time, looking at the troops behind Boudica.

With a bang, the soldiers stomped their feet with both hands, drew their swords and raised their shields.

Uniform movements, uniform blue standard equipment.

For a moment, the warriors and chiefs seemed to see the army sweeping across Britain.

And this was not over yet, the infantry of the front army had just drawn out their weapons, and the longbowmen of the rear army also put their hands on the bows and arrows behind their backs at the same time, and everyone was staring at the city gate not far ahead.

In the gate of the city, a mass of black soldiers came out in a single file, and they were arranged in a decent formation, and gradually black clouds gathered on the ground.

"Why are there so many people?" Boudica couldn't help frowning as he looked at the black line below the city.

If you only look at the size and number of people, the number of these soldiers is not even lower than that of the tribal coalition forces.

Epos sighed helplessly: "In just a few months, Gatus gathered all the people in the city who could go to the battlefield, even children.

But the people lacked food, so they could only join the army and go out to plunder caravans and villages.

At the same time, there are always refugees in the surrounding cities. In order to compete with me, Gatus will not refuse all comers. After hasty training, he will bring these people to the battlefield. "

"What about your warrior?"

"I have been plotted so many times by your Lord Neos, and I have experienced so many failures, it has long been difficult to convince the public."

The old man said: "So when I saw that I couldn't distribute food to them, the warriors went to join Gatus early."

"Oh, dogs follow their owners." Boudica sneered.

Epos smiled wryly, unable to refute.

Boudica continued to look ahead and observe the enemy's situation: "Although there are a large number, judging from the speed and equipment of the formation, most of them are still mobs.

No matter in terms of quantity or quality, it cannot compare with the army trained by Neos, or even the warriors. "

"Yes, yes." Epos agreed.

Your Neos are the best!

"And Neos told me before that in the battle of defending the city, the number of enemies is more than the number of enemies, or relying on the geographical advantage to stick to it and fight a war of attrition."

Boudica supported his chin and thought about it: "This is because there are fewer people defending the city, so the consumption of food and grass is slow, and more people attacking the city, the consumption is even greater."

Epos looked at this woman in amazement, not expecting her to change so much.

Boudica continued: "But now because of Gatus's blind expansion of the army, as the defender of the city, the consumption is greater than ours."

"More than that, these troops are usually supported by going out to plunder and beat the autumn wind,"

Epos shook his head, "Now that the Imperial Guards are here to support, the looting job is getting harder and harder, so the food in the city is probably not enough."

And these are all written by you, Nios.

If it weren't for this, Epos thought he wouldn't have gone to Winchester to ask for help.

"So, this is the second type that Neos said!"

Boudica suddenly smiled wildly, and pointed his long sword straight at the far wall, "There is not enough food in stock. If you want to win the battle of defending the city, you must go out to fight in the field, directly attack the central army, and quickly break through the encirclement."

Sure enough, as Boudica's voice fell, a sharp whistle sounded from the opposite city.

The black line formed by the pawns began to move forward slowly, and the sound of footsteps was dull like a drum, one after another, like a hammer hitting the heart.

The warriors behind were all silent.

"Archer!" Boudica raised the long arrow in his hand.

Beside the officer beat the drum!

There were dense sounds from behind, and everyone pointed forward with arrows and bows.

Hold your breath for the moment.

The arrow, stained with black water, gave off a stench and trembled slightly.

Boudica narrowed his eyes slightly, recalling the knowledge of Professor Neos in his mind, and estimated the distance.

After one point, she swung down her long sword.

The commander shouted angrily: "Shoot!"

The sound was like thunder, and the military flag was waved down, and sharp arrows shot out in a volley, densely packed, like black rain, covering the sky and covering the sky.

Whoosh whoosh! !

Epos was about to ask if it would be too far to shoot at this distance.

But the wailing in front of him interrupted his questioning.

I saw the rain of arrows falling 300 meters in front, hundreds of people fell directly, and the screams of large areas resounded through the sky.

These pawns who have been hastily sent to the battlefield often do not have armor to protect their bodies, and they are not bad if they wear thicker clothes.

As a result, they could only be overwhelmed by the rain of arrows before they approached the enemy's formation.

Either killed by an arrow, or shot in the waist and legs, howling and falling to the ground.

The advancing speed of the front line stagnated, and the generals on the opposite side desperately mobilized.

But the recruits who were afraid of death had already disregarded the military order, and just wanted to squat in place, holding up their shields to protect their whole bodies.

With just three rounds of salvo, the morale of the army is on the verge of slackening.

Epos looked at the archers in surprise, and had a new understanding of the battlefield for the first time.

on the city head.

Gatus frowned fiercely, watched the soldiers in front of him stagnate, and cursed directly: "This group of trash!"

He couldn't help turning his gaze to the flanks, and couldn't help thinking, if he was in charge of the Roman Legion, why would he be afraid of this arrow array.

But now the supply of soldiers is stretched, and the only ones that can be reused are the warriors brought by Epos who have experienced several life-and-death battles.

Equipped with the equipment seized from Winchester City, it has been carefully trained by him and has grown into a troop comparable to the auxiliary army.

But now, in order to win, he couldn't put the most powerful army on the frontal battlefield.

"Wait, wait, wait..."

Gatus looked at the side with a serious face, and kept thinking in his mouth.

As long as the front is supported for a while, the main force that quietly left the city the night before will be able to successfully go around and attack the enemy from the flanks and behind...

Just as Gatus was thinking this, several phalanxes suddenly appeared on the hill to the right, and black heads appeared.

"It's finally here!" he exclaimed in surprise.

But there was no surprise for too long, only the sound of drums sounded, as if shaking the sky and the earth, and then the earth seemed to be shaking.

Gatus suddenly discovered that the phalanx that appeared on the enemy's flank was advancing too fast...

It's as if instead of pushing, it's... escaping!

Yes, it is running away.

Gatus guessed right, because he heard the sound of iron hoofs, and the horses swept the smoke and rushed towards the army he had finally deployed.

The sound of fighting, the sound of screams!

"That's it!" Epos, who was in the middle army, couldn't help turning his head to look.

"The layout of Neos, cavalry on both wings, guards on the left and right,"

Boudica proudly puffed out her chest, and smiled crookedly: "It's probably because the other party is in the middle of his arms!"

......

Winchester, the whole city is locked down.

There was a dead silence in the political hall, and hundreds of officials surrounded the huge long stone table.

Owen and Turner stood beside Ania with their lips tightly closed.

After a long time, the door of the hall was pushed open, everyone looked up at the same time, and Turner greeted him.

A samurai quickly ran up to Turner and handed him a roll of toilet paper.