Ancient Rome: Beginning With The Legionnaire

Chapter 236 Battle of Glory

The "nobility" who is always compared to the slaves, of course, has been holding his breath.

"It's just a group of lowly people who are proud of some hard work. They won't find out until they go to the battlefield that they are nothing."

"Deputy head, there is an army approaching us, do you need to report?"

"What? Go quickly, go and inform the group leader, who knows exactly who it is?"

"I don't know. But it seems that there is no hostility towards us."

Although this also made everyone nervous, in order to avoid being attacked, the place where they set up camp was very hidden every time, but it was inevitable that some traces might be exposed. If the war came early, what would it be like then?

Naturally, Brian was also quick, rushing over when he heard the news, and soon he saw familiar signs from the group of uninvited guests.

"Why did Sura's people appear here?"

This is not good news for Brian, Bi Sura has been regarded as fire and water with them.

Since the moment he chose to accept slaves, the other legions have almost drawn a clear line with them, and he doesn't think that at this time Sura has regretted "wanting to fight side by side with him.

"Deputy commander, we have captured a man who said he has a letter to our supreme commander."

After the deputy head took the letter, of course he turned around and handed it to the head of the legion immediately, but the head of the legion was a little embarrassed, either accepting it or not, after all, Brian was still by his side.

If this letter is accepted, what will Brian do? The legion commander dare not take such a risk.

"You should take a look first."

Brian didn't care too much about it, he just took it and took it apart.

The content of the letter made him even more angry when he read it.

Su La was unwilling to help, and even ridiculed them for recruiting slaves, and even bluntly said that their battle would definitely fail.

The letter even said at the end that if Brian fails, he will avenge him and take over everything from him.

This battle is no longer a simple game between legions, it has already involved dignity and honor.

The slaves are even more aware that if they don't fight this battle well, there will be no possibility of turning over again. This is the only chance, and they must firmly grasp it.

"Tomorrow we are about to enter the battlefield, and I hope everyone is ready."

Listening to Brian's words, everyone was a little flustered, and finally one person couldn't help asking: "The fight is about to start, where is our foreign aid?"

Originally, fighting was a matter of being outnumbered. If there were more of them, they might be more confident, not to mention that fighting would inevitably lead to sacrifice and bloodshed. Although they were eager to prove themselves on the battlefield, they still had a certain degree of timidity.

"This question is very good, so let me tell you, this time we have no foreign aid."

Because the slave matter has already fallen apart, how can there be foreign aid? Other legions have long avoided them, but Brian doesn't care, and let those legions that have no centripetal force come to help, just to fight of soy sauce.

"How did this happen? What about these slaves? Are you going to bring them to the battlefield?"

"Yes, everyone in our army must perform their duties tomorrow, fighting in combat, transporting the wounded and transporting the wounded. No one is allowed to be a deserter."

This is the last battle, and we must show our strength. If we can make a name for ourselves in the first battle, there will be a lot less troublesome things in the future.

At this time, Brian couldn't help thinking of Phil again, and he didn't know how she was doing now.

"Don't you think it's too reckless to do this? This war epidemic involves a lot [what if we lose? Are you sure these slaves must be able to shoulder such important responsibilities?"

Equality and mutual benefit with slaves was already a disgrace to them, and now they have to do this on the battlefield. Will they really not be held back by these vulgar slaves?

These words are like a slap in the face of the slaves, they have never been trusted in 737, even though they have tried hard to change everything.

Perhaps it is their unrealistic dream to be under the same sunshine as everyone, and their inferiority has been doomed from the very beginning.

"Obey orders, and I don't think it's reckless, the slaves you call are also indispensable.

Brian seldom explained so much, but if he didn't say clearly now, this group of people would not fight well when they went to the battlefield. These words are for these people, and they are also for the slaves.

Slaves are also human beings, and they also need a sense of identity. This battle is their glory battle, and they can only succeed, not fail.

Under Brian's decisiveness and firmness, those who had objections in their hearts did not dare to say anything, and everyone could only continue to prepare for the battle intensively, hoping that there would be fewer casualties tomorrow.

At night, the slaves spontaneously gathered together. They clenched their fists tightly and encouraged each other. The night seemed to be long. .