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The chieftain ner and kicked him in the face, in reply to his insolence
"Your brother is as hospitable as the climate," Oppius remarked to Teucer He smiled, in defiance The smile was also due to the fact that half of his captors had now slung their bows back over their shoulders
"The Roman will eventually reveal what he knows of Caesar&039;s plans Everybody talks I&039;ll beto take you both back to the village I&039;ll take ashi hi our unwanted visitor to these shores And as for you brother, I&039;ll be having you for dinner You&039;ll be your own lastrinned Teucer noticed his filed, sharpened, teeth His brother was a cannibal
"And did you put poison in father&039;s lastaway at you for years little brother, no? I ah and I will put you out of your rab for power in trying to usurp er swelled up in his stoers crept closer to the knife upon his belt Despite his wound he would attempt to stand and kill his brother Oppius witnessed the look in Teucer&039;s eye and saw hier The centurion kneever that he would be cut down by an archer before he had a chance to attack his brother Oppius decided that it was ti the attention of the chieftain Oppius er across his throat as a sign
The chieftain looked somewhat confused and amused, yet an expression of alarm soon clouded his face as he heard the sound of two arrows thud into the backs of two his archers As soon as the arrows struck Oppius drew his knife and threw it into the re warrior who had an arrow upon his bow Roscius and another legionary, unknown to the centurion, appeared fro to distract the Britons from their prisoners Two of the barbarians drew out arrows from their sheaths Yet just as they both nooked their arrows they were both struck in the chests by pilu legionaries
Sensing defeat Caradog turned his horse around and abandoned the fight, riding in the opposite direction to his ene knife and ran towards Teucer, who still reround from his wound He would at least kill one of the bastards, before fleeing too He stood over the helpless, weakened Adi the neck of his eneainst Oppius&039; sword The warrior attacked the Ro the Briton&039;s offensive, Oppius stepped inside and butted his opponent in the face, disorientating hih to then slash the barbarian&039;s face, twice
His heart raced in unison with the tamp of his brother&039;s horse upon the turf As heavy as his eyelids felt the biting pain in his thigh kept him conscious Teucer propped hirass felt cold, or perhaps it was his body growing colder, diri out the corner of his eye He followed the course of the arrow not as it arced in the air and lodged itself in the back of his brother&039;s throat