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Pluto stood on the mount, feeling the heartbeat and warmth of the warhorse below, his gaze sweeping sharply over every corner of the army. The Generals had already begun shouting commands loudly, directing the soldiers to adjust their formations, ensuring that everyone was in their proper place.
"Raise the shields!" a General roared.
"Align the spearheads!" Another General commanded.
Upon hearing these instructions, Pluto felt a complex mix of emotions. He tightened the reins of his mount, causing the warhorse to step back a few paces. This allowed him to stand at a slightly higher vantage point, providing a better view of the entire army's condition.
He saw the soldiers with serious expressions, shields tightly pressed against their bodies, short swords and spears already drawn from their sheaths, gleaming coldly. Everyone was poised and ready, waiting for a command to rush out and attack the enemy.
However, Pluto's heart was filled with conflict and struggle. He knew that if they could achieve victory today, he would become a hero of Rome, the morale of the legion would soar, and his own reputation would also rise. But on the other hand, he was also aware of the cost of all this, how many innocent lives, how many shattered families.
"Advance!" The final command rang out, and the Generals solemnly adjusted the positions of the last few soldiers before turning and walking towards Pluto.
"Legion commander, everything is ready," the Generals reported to Pluto.
Pluto nodded, then slowly rode towards the front of the army. He knew that the next step, he would have to make a choice - a choice that could affect the lives of thousands or even more. And no matter what he chose, he would have to take responsibility for it.
Pluto took a deep breath, feeling the armor in front of his chest tighten. He tightly gripped the sword, raising it high. The soldiers turned their heads, their eyes fixed on him, waiting for his command.
"Forward!" he shouted with force, his voice echoing across the vast wilderness.
Following his command, the entire legion began to move slowly like a massive metallic dragon. The soldiers' steps were uniform and precise, each one sounding like a rhythmic war drum, shaking the earth. Thousands of soldiers wearing armor, carrying shields and short swords, formed a long line. From beginning to end, their formation stretched for hundreds of meters, resembling a sturdy human-made Great Wall.
Pluto sat on the horse, his gaze piercing through the heads of the troops, looking far ahead to the village ten miles away. That would be their resting place for the night, but it could also be a dangerous area. He was well aware that the deployment of the legion must have attracted the attention of the rebel forces. He was silently vigilant, knowing that this seemingly peaceful road could turn into a battlefield at any moment.
In the middle of the troops, Cyrus tightly gripped his short sword and shield. As an ordinary soldier, he faithfully followed Pluto, filled with admiration and trust for this Legion commander. He knew that only by closely following Pluto could they safely reach their destination.
Legion soldiers march through the inland of Britannia, the endless roads gradually surrounded by lush green forests. Everyone's face is filled with fatigue and unease, the long marches and uncertainty taking a toll on their spirits, even the soldiers in armor and armed with weapons are no exception.
Pluto, the Legion commander, sits on his mount, his deep gaze sweeping over his troops. He can feel the decline in Legion's morale, a dangerous sign. He knows well that a demoralized army is highly susceptible to ambush and other unforeseen dangers.
"If this continues, once we encounter the enemy, it's likely to be a big problem," Pluto thought to himself.
He looked up at the sky and the distant horizon, then glanced at the map in his hand. They had already covered about half of the journey, which also meant that there was still another half to go.
"Stop, the whole army rests!" Pluto ordered loudly, his voice filled with unquestionable authority.
The army's footsteps gradually came to a halt, and the soldiers sat down as if relieved, beginning to inspect their equipment and rations.
"Organize a reconnaissance team to explore the terrain ahead and the possible movements of the enemy," Pluto said to the reconnaissance team leader.
The reconnaissance team leader nodded and selected a few agile soldiers, then mounted their horses. "Understood, Legion commander. We will report back as soon as possible."
The captain of the reconnaissance team and his squad of soldiers mounted their horses, galloped away, and disappeared into the dense forest.
Pluto watched them go, feeling uneasy in his heart, but he knew it was a necessary step. He turned to look at his legion, knowing that each person was part of his responsibility, and he couldn't let them fall into danger.
I hope the reconnaissance team can bring good news, he thought to himself, and then tightly grasped his special metal-cast sword, as if seeking some kind of inner support and comfort.
After about thirty minutes, the reconnaissance team returned. They reported to Legion commander Pluto that they had advanced about three miles and found that the road ahead would be surrounded by forest. The leader of the reconnaissance team then added that if they were attacked at this location, it could cause irreparable damage. However, they did not find any signs of resistance forces on the road.
Pluto listened to the report seriously and asked, "How large is the forest area? How far do we need to walk to get out of this forest?"
The leader of the reconnaissance team replied, "About 3.5 kilometers, centurion."
Pluto nodded and pondered for a moment. He considered that the legion was low in morale and somewhat fatigued. If they were to forcefully pass through the forest, not only would their morale further decline, but they would also have to consider the unknown factor of resistance forces.
Therefore, Pluto decided to gather his senior Generals. They assembled together, and Pluto explained his plan: "I intend to divide the approximately four thousand men of the legion into two groups. One group will serve as the vanguard, responsible for reconnaissance and advancement. The other group will depart later, serving as escorts in the rear."
General nodded in agreement, considering it a cautious and reasonable plan. Pluto was well aware that the next steps would be filled with unknowns and dangers, but it was also a crucial step for them to legion towards their destiny.
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