"Name it, why are you eavesdropping on this meeting?"

Captain Hilmuus questioned loudly.

The atmosphere was suddenly suffocatingly quiet. Only the question of the captain of the Roman general's guard and the voice of the barbarian maiden breaking free and getting up.

"I wasn't eavesdropping, I just happened to be passing by!"

"What is she talking about, translator."

Captain Shimmuus did not understand the girl's answer, and ordered the interpreter on the scene to translate what the girl said immediately.

"She said she just happened to be passing by and wasn't deliberately eavesdropping on our conversation."

The translator dragged his fat chin and translated in detail.

Appis noticed the distorted expression of the Epson patriarch on the side, obviously, this girl has an inseparable relationship with their clan, but who is the tribe, Apis still unknown.

"Don't you know that this is a forbidden place today? Today, so many patriarchs and elders have gathered here to discuss the future of the clan, but you are just passing by? ”

Hilmuus continued to ask sternly. For an ordinary barbarian girl, she could have plundered and humiliated at will, but at the last moment, Appis had just announced that she would accept the surrender of the tribe, and at this time, if she executed a tribe woman so casually, I am afraid that it would cause dissatisfaction with all of them. But as long as there is a conviction, it is different. If convicted, even the elders of the clan can be executed, let alone such a milky little girl.

The barbarian maiden was more or less able to understand Latin, and as the daughter of the former chief of the Ebersons, the Romans often came to trade with her tribe.

Then the girl looked up and stared at Appis in her seat.

For a moment, a familiar face burst into mind. Emma? The girl knelt there with a dirty face, but Apis seemed to see the Germanic girl who had been dead for many years. At this moment, the girl in front of her is just like the appearance when she first saw Emma thirteen years ago, immature, simple, how many pictures, how much time flashed in his mind for a while, which made Apis feel uneasy, but Apis knew that the barbarian girl in front of him could never be Emma. The Germanic woman was dead, dead in her own hands...... It was he himself who ordered her to be crucified, and that sad gaze often lingers in his dreams. Could this girl who appears at this moment be Emma's soul? They look so alike......

"General?"

Captain Sylm asked awkwardly. The atmosphere at the scene made him not know what to do, Appis was unusual, did not say a word, and no one present dared to say anything.

"Take her to my barracks."

Then, in the astonished eyes of everyone, Appis simply said a word. It was not said what to do with this woman, and those present did not dare to have a second question. The Roman legions did not plunder, and the slaughter of them was already considered mercy, and naturally no one had any objections to the treatment of a little girl.

……

After returning to the barracks, looking at the British girl who was only fifteen or sixteen years old in front of him, Appis felt as if he had returned to the time thirteen years ago, when he broke into the Germanic tribes on that rainy evening, the dilapidated thatched house, the Germanic girl who hid in the corner and shivered. With blond hair, blue eyes, and a petite body, it looks like a wounded kitten hiding in a corner and curling up and crying.

Right now, this ragged British tribal girl, just like Emma back then, has the simplicity of ****, and her immature face is full of Emma's shadow back then. Leaving Appis uneasy. originally thought that the years had smoothed out the scars, but I didn't want those stories to be so bloody when memories broke in......

Dennis ...... Appis then asked for the girl's name, which, as he had guessed, was not an ordinary commoner, but the daughter of the former patriarch of the Alberson tribe. The chief of the Epsons declared his reluctance to join Tolais' alliance and camp at the tribal assembly, and as a result, the patriarch was assassinated by Torles' executioners on the way back as soon as he left the tribal camp. Then, Torles helped the patriarch's younger brother to rise up and become the head of the clan. The new patriarch undoubtedly became Torles' pawn and puppet. The new patriarch immediately announced that he had joined the British Tribal Confederation, dragging the Alberson tribe into the quagmire of war.

For the girls, neither the ghost wolf Torles nor the Romans had a good feeling. Torles killed his father, and the arrival of the Romans changed their lives, and although it was trade, it was actually full of plunder, with the tribes providing cheap grain, furs, and slaves, while the Romans provided only a pitiful amount of silver or wine.

It's just that nothing can change her unique appearance, and Appis almost thinks of her as Emma...... And called the translator to teach the girl Latin full-time.

……

"We failed."

"No, it was just an accident."

Appis took possession of Yulenika and harvested the last of the grain of late autumn, while Torles, the Grand Chief of the Horde Alliance, gathered the last of the tribes deep in the Black Forest. The numerous tribes of North Britain were regrouped, but the positions of many had changed, and they were discouraged, believing that resistance had lost its meaning and that the coalition of tribes could not defeat the mighty Roman legions. There were even those who advocated that peace should be made with the Romans, and that if necessary, they should even surrender to them to save their lives.

"Let's surrender, the Roman legions are almost impossible to defeat!"

The leader of the Tehran clan stood up and raised his hands in a gesture.

He had a long scar carved into his face, stretching from the corner of his eye to the corner of his mouth, which had been left from the battle against the Romans, who had seen their tactics, and the leader of the tribe had lost the last of his fighting spirit and confidence. He saw that under the careful planning of the great chieftain, the army of 100,000 tribes could not defeat the Roman legions, which had only 20,000 men.

Could it be that the gods have abandoned Britain?

"Surrender? Enslaved by the Romans for eternity, right? You and your children will lose their freedom, lose all their property, be enslaved and slaughtered by the Romans, and when the Roman GIs storm your home and your wife, you can only stand there and watch! ”

Torles stood up and retorted loudly. They were face to face, almost fists combined.

A bonfire burned brightly on the ground, and in the light of the fire, two faces distorted by anger were reflected.

"You said that together, we could defeat the Romans, but the result? But in one day, we sacrificed many people, all warriors, but in the end the bodies were not even complete. ”

"That's because of the betrayal of the Cherus! The Cherus tribe, who launched a surprise attack without authorization, fell into the trap of the Romans! ”

Torles yelled. At this time, it caused the dissatisfaction of the tribe.

"If I lead the charge, we will lose this battle even worse, the camp of the Romans will be built, and you, still hiding in the shadows, so weak!"

The leader of the Cherus tribe also stood up and cursed loudly. He did not understand Torles' hesitation, and even complained that if the order for a general attack had been given earlier, the outcome of the battle might have been different.

"You simple-minded fool! You don't see that it's not a camp at all, it's a Roman weapon of war! In the dark, your eyes are literally covered with feces! ”

Torles turned his head and yelled. The tribal meeting is like a pack of wolves biting each other and roaring. After the defeat of the British Alliance, there were no rules and tacit understanding. Until the end, Torles used God's will to control the situation.

"Well, well, since you don't want to fight any longer, let the gods decide our fate. Two days later, I will hold a memorial service for us to receive God's will. ”

Torles returned to his seat and whispered, and the audience fell silent. They knew that at all times, the gods must be honored. The ceremony is a time of communication with the gods, and everyone must be present. And the person who presided over the ceremony was the druid......