"You shouldn't oppose him, ** that barbarian hostage, there is no loss to you, but if you offend Anthony, you will not have a good time in the future. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Caesar's army marched towards the heart of the Belgians, and ten legions were lined up in a long longitudinal line, and Quintus came over and whispered to Appis very brotherly. The Roman centurion, who had beaten Appis, had become so kind and concerned that he must have been brutally treated by Antony. So there is some sympathy for Appis's situation at the moment.

"But I can't do it, that girl is a hostage, the rules of the legion can't insult a woman who has surrendered to the clan, not to mention that the girl is still a hostage, if this matter gets out, who else will surrender to the legion in the future?"

Appis was a little indignant, although he was a man, he was not a beast, and he couldn't do such a thing as a beast, although the barbarian girl was also very beautiful......

"Shhhh

Quintus put his rugged arm on Appis's shoulder, signaling his comrades to speak carefully, surrounded by legionary infantry, if this matter was spread, the impact would be fatal, and the credibility of the entire Roman legion would be lost. And maybe Anthony will take revenge on this ignorant Apis in private.

"Well, I really don't understand how Caesar could choose such a person to be his deputy?"

Appis sighed, his mood like the sky at the moment, gloomy clouds.

"Appis, Tiberius, Claudius, Fabrice...... Dequeue. ”

Caesar's cavalry leaped over the entire army, drawing out scouts from various legions along the way, and then heading into the depths of the Great Forest. The Ebronys and Narvi knew that they wanted to rebel against Caesar, but no one knew whether there was an ambush in front of the legion, so before the war, it was always safer to send people to reconnoitre, and the front troops of the legion had obviously slowed down, because the Roman legion had now left the territory of the Banonsens, in other words, the front, it was not part of the Roman sphere of influence, and whether there would be an attack and sneak attack by the Gallic tribes against Rome, no one knew in their hearts.

The cavalry who ordered the cavalry to inform one by one, gather the reconnaissance teams of each legion, and then go to the depths of the jungle to reconnoitre, and then feed back the information back to the legion, Caesar would not rush to march until he got the exact information. Especially in this kind of forest area, the Roman legions were not good at forest warfare, which Caesar, as the commander of the legions, knew.

Scout cavalry? No, Caesar marches in the woods, and it's the infantry who is in charge of gathering information! The targets of the cavalry were too large, not easy to hide, and easy to be detected by the enemy. And scouts who are good at camouflage are not only not easy to expose themselves, but can also transmit information back to the legion without the enemy noticing.

However, planning is always good, and no one knows what kind of obstacles or even insurmountable difficulties will be encountered in the process.

"Caesar?"

Seeing Caesar pondering again, Rabbi Ellus asked with concern, since entering this forest area, Caesar's mood began to be extremely gloomy, as if there was some unknown force in this forest, oppressing the Roman legion commander, but what was that? Caesar himself did not know, he always squinted at the end of the forest, as if the forest was suffocating like a whirlpool in the black ocean.

"Tell me to go down and let all the baggage be placed in the rear of the legions, with the ninth and tenth legions in front, the other legions in their original positions unchanged, marching at the same speed, and finally the rear of the recruit legions, the twelfth and thirteenth legions."

As soon as Caesar's order was delivered, the entire Roman legion remained almost unchanged, that is, the weakest baggage contingent was placed in the rear, with the recruit legion behind. The most powerful Ninth and Tenth legions were placed at the front of the ranks, and in case of an attack, these two legions would become Caesar's trump cards.

The time dragged on until dusk, and there was still no news of the Roman reconnaissance team sent to the Great Forest, and a gloomy atmosphere shrouded in the depths of the woods, like a fog that was too dense to move, as if in the depths of the dense forest, the eyes of countless pairs of beasts were staring at this Roman legion that was advancing for a long time.

"Appis, there, the barbarians' cavalry."

While the Roman legions hesitated, in the depths of the forest, several legion scouts who were in charge of reconnoitering the terrain and the enemy's situation noticed the movement of the barbarians. It was a group of Gallic cavalry, barbarian cavalry. Claudius and Fabrice pulled Apis into the grass.

The Gallic cavalry that appeared in front, the red? Topless, like the barbarian warriors I've seen before, they also have all kinds of strange tattoos on their bodies. Just like their beliefs, the various animal forms, and it seems, they are also deliberately ambushing. The cavalry specially found the shade of tall trees to camouflage, and the jungle was so quiet that the sound of a few war horses became the only movement within a hundred meters.

"There, there."

Through the cracks in the grass, Claudius, with his natural eyesight, once again spotted the barbarian soldiers flickering in the grass, and like the cavalry, these infantry were hidden in the grass and woods, like a sinister beast, waiting for their prey to enter their hunt, and this prey was the Roman legions they hated.

"We must go back at once and report the news to Caesar."

Fabrice couldn't hold it anymore.

However, just as everyone got up and prepared to go back, this subtle movement attracted the attention of the Gallic hunters in the woods. Compared to the Gauls, who had been hunting and scouting in the forests for a long time, Roman scouts did lack much in their ability to hide and move.

"Yo yo yo."

The sound of hunters hunting came from behind the Roman soldiers.

Soon, the first Hunter's arrow had hit Fabrice's shoulder, and Fabry was planted to the ground with a pop. A thick cloud of blood oozed from the wound in the shoulder.

"Damn it!"

Claudius shouted.

At such a critical moment, bringing injured comrades will reduce the speed of the team's escape, but without bringing teammates, everyone can't let go.

"I'm coming!"

At the critical moment, Apis didn't know where he got the courage, he had no feelings for this wounded Roman soldier, he only met temporarily in the battlefield, but maybe it was out of the bottom of his heart that he couldn't bear it? Or just to make his conscience passable, in short, at this moment, Apis ran back under everyone's surprised eyes, rushed to the injured Fabry, and carried this big man, Fabri was simply a cow, and his body pressed up, Appis felt that his steps were suddenly much heavier.

But even worse, just as Appis was carrying Fabry, another Gallic arrow pierced through the bushes and hit Fabrice in the back with precision.

Fabrice screamed, blood staining his back, and Appis struggled to pick up his battlefield comrade and run to his teammates in front of him with all his might. Several of the fleeing Roman soldiers suddenly stopped, and Appis didn't know for a moment whether he was saving everyone or harming everyone......

"Run, leave me alone!"

Appis shouted, and the Gallic cavalry behind him was about to catch up......