The scarlet tomahawk was plucked from the dead Roman soldiers, its bare entrails proclaiming the bloodlust and brutality of the barbarian people, but the more it sparked, the more it sparked Lepida's determination to find their hiding place. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoIt's been almost a month since the last time the Germanic army was defeated in the land of the Elvians, however, the work to suppress the Germanic rebellion has stalled.

Legends turned into legends, and when a small group of Germanic people sneaked up on a lone Roman squad in the forest, the people of Gaul mythical about them as another large Germanic army. At the head of the pack was a paint-covered woman, a Germanic woman with unrivalled combat skills and excellent command experience......

Such legends spread along the Rhine, so much so that some tribes in Gaul even began to doubt the efficiency of the Romans' actions again. Fearing that they would not find the Germanic woman, the Germanic cavalry would raid their village again after leaving. Annoyed, Lebida swore to find the barbarian woman.

However, for several days, until the cavalry of the legion tracked down the banks of the Rhine, they could not detect the whereabouts of the other party, let alone the place where they were hiding. The cavalry was even ambushed on the way back to the camp, and only three of the dozen Roman cavalrymen returned to the camp, and one cavalryman died of excessive bleeding when he arrived at the camp.

"Tell me, what does she look like?!"

Rapida grabbed one of the wounded horsemen by the shoulders and angrily demanded that he tell him what the Germanic woman looked like. He's going to catch her! Rome was about to stabilize the north, and he was about to stabilize the north, taking his towns in Antony's territory and becoming king of the north. And now, a lonely barbarian woman has ruined her and Abys's plans, much to Lepida's annoyance. He was emotional, and shook the cavalry despite his injuries.

"We didn't see it clearly, it was happening so fast, that woman, no, she was the devil! She's as agile as a cheetah, we can barely see her face, my teammates are all dead, that woman is so good at archery, arrows to our head and chest. Also, the barbarians around her are also very powerful, a barbarian covered in black dye, who can even smash my war horse to death with a single hammer, and they are almost the same height as our war horse. It's horrible......"

The cavalry spoke, as if in a nightmare of recollection. And what he said from his mouth undoubtedly made the generals around Lepida even more suspicious. As if the legend was true. Lepida remembered what Caesar had told him that the Germans were true warriors, and that in the depths of the Black Forest lurked terrifying and formidable barbarian giants who could knock any Roman into the air with a single blow. Lepida suddenly remembered what Caesar had said to him before his death. Combined with what his scout said, Lei Bida couldn't help but gasp.

But the war had to go on, and as long as the Germans did not leave the land of Gaul for a moment, it had to go on, and Lepida knew that at the moment there was not much time left for him. According to Abys, once Octavian or Antony defeated Brutus, the barbarians of the north would follow, and they would have their eyes set on it, and it would be impossible for them to establish a base in Gaul. Therefore, they must hurry, preferably to end this war in half a month, and the Germans must be exterminated. Lebida is convinced.

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"We must contact the separated tribes as soon as possible and regroup them. The Romans would be constantly searching in the forest, and by organizing the rest of the tribes, we could plan a real great war, in the forest, on our own land, to defeat them, otherwise such an endless exodus would not solve anything. ”

Leonie said, her arms still thin, but full of muscles, perfectly shaped like the artist's hunter. The men of the tribe were determined to follow her lead under her persuasion.

"Shouldn't we find the chief before we find him?"

A tall, burly tribal warrior stepped forward and asked.

"Yes, but I guess it's going to be hard. I will divide half of the warriors and go in search of our chieftain. But be prepared for the fact that the decisive battle was unprecedentedly tragic and that thousands of tribal warriors died, and I fear that Curio has died on the battlefield or has been transported back to Rome by the Romans as war slaves. ”

Leonie said, a sad look in her eyes. Any tribesmen who knew her knew that this woman had a sincere respect for the chieftain and would never deceive them into betraying the chieftain, so after a brief speech, many of the tribal warriors roared and patted their chests, indicating that they obeyed the orders and arrangements of the acting chief.

"So what do we do next? Are you going to continue plundering the Gauls' villages and killing all the people in them? ”

A tribal hunter with an owl tattoo on his arm asked.

"Yes, continue to plunder the villages of the Gauls. And before raiding a village, lure the Romans away from the search party and take them away from the village. If we want to kill all the Romans, we must first attack the Gauls. The Gauls have become accustomed to the enslavement of the Romans, and we are going to make them fear us again! For the Gallic tribes who supplied the Roman legions with food and grass, I will kill all the men and women there to let them know what will happen to the Romans. For the Gallic tribes who did not want to supply or did not yet supply the Romans with food, grass and soldiers, we just had to pass by and not slaughter them. Let them spread our deeds and spread them among the Gallic tribes. Let more Gauls know that as long as they supply the Romans with weapons and food, we will one day find them and slaughter them. The Roman legions were strong, and we had to use our wits to defeat them. Come, warriors, men of the tribe, and while this invasion is not truly stopped, let us find more tribes and let them join us again. I will shed the blood of the Romans all over this land. ”

The oratorical skills that Leonie had learned from Abyss were now working within the tribe. The incendiary speech was just right to make the naturally aggressive Germans sharpen their knives when the morale of the warriors was high.

And as Leonie said, the tribal invasion was far from over, and many more tribes were only scattered in the gloomy forest after the battle, and the Roman legions did not defeat them in the first battle, in fact, Lepida killed only a quarter of the size of the Germanic invasion. More tribes are far from ready to move......