Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece

Some people have already started to retreat, proposing: Crotone has enough to deal with Lockley, and now it has a more powerful ally, Lockley is not an opponent at all, should immediately withdraw the army!

At the same time, many people opposed it, thinking: This is a rare opportunity to beat Crotone!Moreover, Dionia and Crotone are defensive alliances and should not send troops to interfere.Moreover, Dionia just ended the war, the loss should not be small, and the hatred with the Crotone can’t be eliminated immediately. Their help to Crotone cannot be done with all their might. It should take this opportunity to seize the attack!

The two sides can't dispute until the chief general Demodokas brings the good news of "Syracuse agrees to aid", which makes the meeting disappointed and agrees to continue the war.

When Diopantos was dispatched to attack Crotone’s territory, the members of Lockley were mostly lucky that Dionia should not be sending troops, so the meeting even "if Dionia sends troops, The specific measures of how to respond to Lockley have not been finalized.

And now, the Dionysians are standing in line ahead, and Diopantos has no idea for a moment: fight?!...That means fighting the Alliance with Dionysia!As a member of the council, he knew that the reason for the wishful thinking of the Lockley Council was that they were too eager to defeat Crotone, so they could not accept the existence of any variables, and Dionysia was undoubtedly the biggest variable, capable of defeating Lockley Crotone, who has never been able to beat, coupled with the meteoric scene that Metrovinis described in Turui, made Diopantos a little afraid if he attacked here, causing Dioni Asia joined the war and expanded the war. Although Lockley’s ally Syracuse agreed to aid, it is now fighting at full strength with Carthage. It is impossible to give more help than providing a little naval assistance. Therefore, the members of the council will certainly put the responsibility for the defeat of the final war on their own.

But if you don't fight?!...Retreating in this way will not only damage your honor, but also the city-state prestige of Lockley, and you will be blamed for going back...

While Diopantos was hesitating, some soldiers clamored.

"Donian, don't be arrogant! If you let us retreat, shall we retreat?! Tell you, we will not retreat!"

"That's right, we Lockleys aren't so annoying! Lockery has been in Great Greece for hundreds of years. What is Dionysia? I haven't heard of it!"

"We just don't retreat, how dare you treat us!"

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The clamor of the soldiers made Diopantos anxious and angry: there were only more than a thousand people in his hands, and only a half of them were sailors.Along the way, many soldiers dragged sheep and cows, plundered a lot of supplies, eyes were blinded by greed, and no longer had the appearance of soldiers, there is still the courage to compete with the Dionysians?!

Diopantos retreated, but he did not give instructions, the other party had already sounded a rhythmic drum, the static phalanx moved, and issued a relatively neat "bang" footsteps, like a thick iron The wall pressed straight down, and the Lockley soldiers who shouted just now were silent.

Diopantos sighed and said, "Retreat!"

The order had just been issued, the bugle hadn't sounded yet, the Lockley soldiers had turned and ran back, and the formation was completely dispersed.

Diopantos couldn't stop the orderly and crazy retreat of the soldiers, as if there was a death chasing behind him, he just wanted to speed up the escape and discard the looted items...

Yasistus didn't expect to force the Lokers so easily. He sent a small number of soldiers to clean the battlefield, leading the army to follow the Lokers without stopping until they watched their scramble to get on the ship and left. On the coast, this led the soldiers to return, and then returned all the materials they recovered to the Crotonians who were ambivalent and came to express their gratitude, which made the Crotonians grateful and ashamed.

Of course, Diopantos was not reconciled to return to Lockley. After the fleet sailed south for a while, he led the team to land on the coast of Sirith, which is not yet an ally of Dionyssia...

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In Sparta, there is a building that covers an extremely wide area. The unpretentious stone columns support the roof that is sheltered from the wind and rain. The wind is ventilated on three sides and the kitchen is on one side. The vast hall is filled with long wooden tables and chairs. Canteen for Bata citizens.

When it was time to eat, the Spartans gathered here from all directions, lined up in turn, picked up their own "public meal", and then dine in the cafeteria, which could accommodate 500 people at a time.On a sunny day, the dining table is even placed on the grass. Thousands of Spartan citizens dine together regardless of age, age, or level. Everyone’s food is roughly the same, which reflects the equality of Spartan citizens, and always emphasizes Their unity.The Spartans who emphasize discipline and obedience make this grand dining scene always orderly. This is the public dining system in Sparta, which is famous in Greece.

The food they receive is not free of charge, but must be produced by the city’s “shared land” allocated to citizens, and then paid to the city to enjoy public meals.It is said that it is the citizens' own "land". In fact, the citizens themselves do not have the right to use, but they are managed by the city-state and the black laborers work hard. Once the citizens lose the "land" and cannot pay the output, they lose it. The right to participate in a public meal, and thus reduced to the marginalized people of the city-state (that is, Piriasi), so the public meal system created by the Spartans is not only a dining system, an important political activity, but also a Certification of Bata citizenship.

Since the Peloponnesian War, the Spartan cafeteria has been difficult to reproduce the spectacular scene of a thousand people dining. Citizens have been out for battle for a long time and accompanied by death. The number of people dining here has never exceeded 500, even after the war victory After that, the number did not recover, because the Spartan fleet was patrolling in the Aegean Sea, and some important city-states conquered by Sparta needed Spartan garrisons to remain loyal, although most of these soldiers were mercenaries, The Pirias, the black rascals, but the authentic Spartan citizens must be commanders and senior team officers.

On this day, there were only more than 100 Spartan citizens dining in the restaurant.

Piddas sat at the dining table, chewing the bread in his hand, thinking about the new king's enthronement not long ago, Agassius became king, beyond the expectations of many people, but he was happy because Agassi Rolls had several in-depth contacts with him. He thought: that is a kind and wise person, and will be a good king.

"Hey, voila! There are two damn black rascals!" a man at the next table suddenly shouted, following the direction of his finger, Fibidas saw the look of two men eating at the opposite table. Immediately it became a little unnatural. Although they were all topless, they were different from real Spartans in terms of body shape and skin color.

"That's a new citizen. Being able to enjoy a public meal means that they have won enough merits in the war, and can move the conservative old men in the council, grant them freedom and citizenship, and give them a share, which is quite It's not easy! We should respect the true warriors!" another man said softly.

"Well, who knows whether it was the hands and feet that Laishande did?! But during the war, he used his power to defeat Athens, and turned many Pisias and a few black rascals into Spartans. Citizen!" said the man indignantly, lowering his voice.

"We Spartans, no matter how brave, can't resist the casualties caused by frequent fighting. Without these new citizens, we can't win the victory against Athens."

"But look at how many real Spartans are around here, and several of my comrades have temporarily lost their citizenship due to the inability to pay their share of public meals, and they have become inferiors!... Is Sparta or Sparta?!"

"Um... you are right..."

"I tell you, we..." The man whispered close to another partner.

The Spartans have always been reticent, especially when eating, and this citizen not only talked a lot, but also whispered to his ears. It was difficult to get Fibidas’ attention, just when he turned his head to see who this person was. Someone patted him on the shoulder: "Phibidas, King Agassius invites you to pass."

"Okay." Fibidas immediately put the last loaf of bread in his mouth, drank the oatmeal, wiped his mouth, stood up and followed the guards to the front of the cafeteria. He turned back subconsciously and looked at the man just now. He had finished his meal and left the restaurant, only to see his back.

Piddas shook his head, dispelled the doubt in his heart, and came to the new king of Sparta.At this time Agassius was different from his previous one, a little more calm and a little more dignified.

Phoebe's respectful salute.

"Sit down quickly, Phoebe Das." Agsilaus looked at him with a smile: "Me and you are old friends, don't be so polite!"

After hearing this, Piddas was no longer humble, and he sat directly opposite Agassius.

"Is it full? Not enough, I still have it here." said Agsilaus, pushing a tray over.

King Sparta wants to participate in a public meal, the food is no different from other citizens, the only privilege is that he can receive a double meal, not let the king eat more, but King Sparta can use the extra This public meal invites others to eat together, not necessarily Spartan citizens, or even Gentiles.The last king, Akis, treated Yasibide in this way.

Spartan’s meal is not really delicious, but it is a political expression, which means that the invited person becomes the king’s VIP, so that the Spartan king can use this right to draw slack and resolve conflicts. Cultivate kinship... And today, Agsilaus gave this honor to Fibidas.