The long queue marched through the fields of Gaul, and from time to time there were curious villagers around them who looked up at this army they had never seen before.
But although no one had ever seen the flags of these legions, everyone could tell that they were Roman troops.
Rather than the surrounding Celtic rebellion or Germanic invasion.
In recent times, except for the rebellion that broke out among the British Celts in Britannia in the north, the Celts have been very peaceful, and the Germanic people have also strangely lost their voices.
Except for those who joined the army or were drafted, ordinary villagers did not even know that they had unknowingly become subjects of the "United Empire".
Up to now, this war that threatens humanity still only remains at the simplest level of "war" between countries.
Even Animusphia and Nero called each other traitors, and it could even be regarded as a Roman civil war.
A civil war that only exists between the top and has nothing to do with the people at the bottom.
In the eyes of ordinary people outside Italy, the battle in the end may only determine whose face should be branded on gold coins in the future.
It seems to be related to the strategy of the other party's top commander.
Animusfia couldn't help but guess so.
Compared to the last singularity in France, where everyone was against the Dragon Witch, the support Animusfia could get in Rome was pitifully small.
The only person targeted at the beginning of this war was Nero.
What is better than the situation in France is that Animusfia did not arrive as late as Chaldea and others last time. Neither Nero nor the heroic spirits who appeared on their own from the singularity have yet to be destroyed. The "United Empire" was completely defeated.
Nero also still had considerable control over a large area of land and was able to fight back.
Three full days had passed since Animusphia defeated Octavian's fleet at sea and captured Masselia.
Except for necessary rest, Animusfia and the troops under Boudicca were on their way almost non-stop.
In this era, marching in a hurry is not something that can be done easily. Even professional Roman legions may not be able to march in a hurry for several days in a row.
Fortunately, with the blessing of Zhou Yulingji, the army under the command of Animusfia was much stronger than the ordinary army.
Even Boudicca marveled at this.
Thanks to this, the distance between Lutetia—which Animusfia prefers to call Paris—is not far away.
As the army continued to advance, Animusfia faintly found that the surrounding scenery looked familiar.
Although the details are a little different, the overall trend of mountains, rivers and rivers is still very familiar.
.....
After thinking about it carefully for a while, Animusfiya couldn't help laughing, and she gave a wry smile twice with great emotion.
Isn't this the battlefield he used to fight at the French Singularity?
After going around and around, did you finally come back here?
The forest in front is exactly the forest that was destroyed by Animusfia summoning the shadow of Uranus in France in the 15th century.
The memory of Ritsuka fighting with that holy girl seemed like yesterday.
The beautiful red hair of the girl from Chaldea seemed to appear before Animusfia's eyes.
Then it overlapped with the long red hair of an older friend.
Then there was the lady from Chakdis.
Ah, this damn hair——————
Animusfia was completely unaware that Nero was still standing in front of him and staring at him angrily.
"Governor----"
"ah."
Nero's call and the blond hair that appeared in front of Animusfia brought his thoughts back to the present.
"What's wrong, Your Majesty?"
"What are you laughing at-?"
"Forehead....."
Animusfia was a little vague.
"What are you laughing at?"
Nero kept approaching and almost touched Animusfia's face.
"Just some past events, Your Majesty."
"Hmmmmmm————, is it about women? It's about women, right? That smile on your face really has something to do with women, right?"
Nero's inexplicable intuition is sometimes annoyingly sharp.
"How could it be, Your Majesty, with you in front of me, how could I have time to think about other women? Even Venus here may not be as beautiful as you."
Fortunately, Animusfia already knew how to deal with Nero.
"Hmm, please praise me more! Governor."
Nero puffed up her chest in relief, and the evening wind blew through the plains of the French countryside, swaying her skirt slightly.
Not far away, Boudica shook her head helplessly.
Judging from Boudica's observation alone, Nero is now completely a child.
But Boudica had clearly seen Nero's mature appearance a few days ago. Although he was confused and had difficulty with the four-character title "Augustus", he still didn't look like a child after all.
It seemed that she really liked her governor.
Boudica does not deny Animusfia's ability, nor does she deny Animusfia's position.
But judging from Boudica's current observation, the governor failed to firm up the position he gave himself.
The Dominus is no longer a sovereign, and the Servus is no longer a servant.
Animusfia tried to make Nero more of a monarch who could stand alone, but eventually he gave in.
No matter what, as long as those two are happy.
On the contrary, she felt that Nero now looked more like what she should have looked like.
Boudicca looked at Spartacus who was walking quietly.
This guy didn't mess around too much.
So although things have not reached the most perfect state, they have also developed in a good direction.
"The whole army listens to the order! Prepare to rest————"
At Animusfia's signal, the order was quickly spread throughout the army.
"Did you actually go to bed so early today? Governor."
Nero asked Animusfia with some confusion.
"Well, Your Majesty, we can reach Lutetia in a few hours' journey. Although the enemy's large army has been defeated by us, there should still be a lot of garrison in a city like Lutetia. With it The city wall is also a tough battle."
"So we need to have a complete rest today, right?"
"Exactly that, Your Majesty."
"Hmm, then just listen to the Governor."
Tent after tent was built on the wide fields of Gaul, and bursts of smoke rose from them.
However, a scene that Animusfia never expected happened just a few hours away in Lutecia.
A city as white as jade stands on an island in the middle of the river. From a distance, it seems like a city that shouldn't exist "here".
Such a beautiful city should exist in the Kingdom of Heaven.
"Lord Augustus, our scouts have discovered that the enemy is camped not far outside the city."
