"Calm, composed, don't run, two legs can't run four legs, the sound of horses' hooves is near."

The fleeing team was finally discovered by Torles' pursuit team. By this time, Appis and the other four soldiers had taken off their armor and were wrapped in tattered linen and animal skins, and it was almost impossible to tell whether they were Romans or Celts if it were not for the difference in facial features.

"How many of them are there?"

"I don't know, I can't see clearly. But at least a small team, we can't beat them, think of a way out and a way. ”

Crane tried to draw his sword and resist, but was stopped by Apis. Four Roman soldiers, wounded and severely lacking in physical strength, could not defeat a Celtic squad with wolfdogs and war horses. There are countless dangerous situations, and this time is the most dangerous moment I have ever encountered.

"I have a way, and I'll deal with them, but only if you cooperate."

"Say it quickly."

The enemy's horses were approaching, Crane said eagerly.

"You will be my slaves, and I will be your masters with Rattar and Gulis. Only then will the people of Toles believe that we are on a journey and are trading slaves, otherwise they will only arrest or kill us all as deserters. ”

Young Dennis said nervously.

"You want us to show slaves?! The Romans never became slaves of the barbarians! ”

Triali jumped almost immediately, but was stopped by Appis.

"There is no other choice, centurion, execute, we must live. The humiliation was only temporary. ”

Behind them, the Celtic pursuers were so close that they could almost hear the roar of the hounds and the neighing of the horses. Appis didn't have time to explain more, so he directly ordered the centurion to do the same, and asked Dennis to prepare immediately.

Then, everyone gave their weapons to Denise and the two barbarian soldiers beside him, these auxiliary soldiers who were originally under the command of the Roman legions, but now turned around and became the "masters" who commanded the Roman heavy infantry, which really made Triali feel unhappy for a while, but there was no way, in order to survive.

There was no time to camouflage and tie up, and the next moment, more than a dozen Celtic warriors and two cavalrymen had already chased in front of Appis and his party. The leader was a barbarian man covered in blue-blue paint. It's just a little thin, and it seems that the nutrition of the indigenous people is generally not good.

The hound growled and tried to break free from the noose and pounce on a few of the dejected Romans.

"Who are you?"

The leader of the Celts then dismounted and approached Denis. Because of the current scene, it was obvious that she was the protagonist of this team, and the other Latin-faced people were all grim-faced, with their heads bowed, as if waiting for the hair to fall, only the immature tribal girl in front of her held her head high, as if she was not alarmed by the arrival of the pursuit party.

"Denis, daughter of the chief of the Eperson clan."

Faced with the questioning of the leader of the menacing Celtic pursuit team, Denise replied with his head held high and a calm face.

The leader was a little incredulous, and at this moment, the hunter next to him stepped forward and muttered to the Celtic leader in a low voice. Presumably, he had seen this maiden before, and that she was indeed the daughter of the chief of the Eberson tribe. After hearing this, the leader's fierce eyes eased a little, and he walked to Denise's side.

"What are you doing here? Also, how can these Romans behind you be with you? ”

Although the hunter had told the leader the truth, the leader of the pursuit party remained extremely vigilant. The Romans could not leave the north alive, especially the Roman legion, let alone let him leave Britain alive. This is the order of Toles. The Celtic leader continued to question Denise.

Several hounds kept barking at Appis and his party, making pounce and bite movements. Appis, on the other hand, looked at the scene in front of him with a calm expression.

"They are my slaves, and I set out from Bloc Andadas to take them to the border market and sell them. This is my brother, Ratar, who is my uncle, Gulis. ”

Denise replied with a little nervousness.

"Three tribesmen, take five Roman slaves to the border and sell, and besides, these Romans are not even bound, girl, are you a fool to me?"

Denis was nervous at this moment, he was in a hurry just now, and he didn't have time to tie up Abyss and the others, even if the weapons were handed over to Gullis and Lattar, but the unbound slaves were really suspicious. What's more, now is a special period, everyone knows that the Roman legions have been defeated in the north, and the ghost wolf is capturing Roman deserters.

"There is no need to tie up, there is no possibility for them to resist."

Fortunately, in a hurry, Dennis was in a hurry and replied in reverse.

"You can take off their clothes and look at them and you'll see why."

Seeing the leader's questioning face, Dennis continued.

At this moment, several Celtic hunters stepped forward and ripped the rags off Klein and Triali. Suddenly, everyone understood the meaning of what Denis said.

Large and small wounds, festering, just healed, densely covered with the bodies of these people, and such wounds are just the right explanation—they were beaten by their masters.

"They have wounds on their bodies, so there's no need to tie them up anymore. It's just a bunch of bugs. ”

Denise then taunted. In the local language, only Appis could understand a little, and the others were stunned on the spot, and even wondered if the chick in front of him would collude with the barbarian leader to murder them. After all, the situation now is that with a finger from Denise, you can kill them, and then you can get the reward from the tribe. Fortunately, she had no reason to do so, because after defecting to Rome, the Ebersen tribe was not destroyed by the Roman legions and avoided war.

"Well, then, friend, you're in ruin. Torles is hunting down defeated Roman legions, and these people must be brought back for interrogation, although they are your private property. ”

Denise answered a series of questions without flaws, but in the end the leader of the pursuit party demanded that the Romans be brought back to the camp for interrogation. During the special period, the barbarian squad that pursued Apis would not spare any of the Romans who were still in the territory.

"Hey, hey, wait, what's they're going to do? This traitor, he sold us to the barbarians! ”

When the British hunter was about to step forward to tie up Appis and his party, Centurion Triari could not hold back any longer, and jumped up, still yelling in his mouth. Apis couldn't control the situation for a while, while Denise took the lead, grabbed the club in the leader's hand, and knocked the Roman "slave" who was about to make trouble. Blood flowed down the centurion's forehead. The scene in front of him made Klein stare at Apis angrily, but Apis's eyes clearly told them to calm down...... Calm down......