Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece

The Christosia restaurant in the market is still full every day. Dionysia’s preparatory citizens, free citizens, as well as businessmen and sailors from all over here taste food, drink wine, talk about current affairs, and of course spread some gossip topics. For example: Rumors that Davers’ mother had sex with Hades in her dreams before she became pregnant with Davos, and that the Turuli patrol leader Oliver and his Persian wife were making love Is it a Greek posture, a Persian posture... etc.

Of course, the most discussed during this time was the Bruty War.Both the reserve citizen and the freeman have participated in military training and have seen the strength of the soldiers of the Dionysian Legion. They firmly believe that Dionysian will win.However, many foreign sailors and businessmen expressed doubts because the war lasted for more than ten days and there was no progress.In the end, the two sides had a spat or a fight, and the restaurant became the most frequented place for the market patrol.

Dick Polis and Tios sat in the corner eating mutton, drinking beer, and listening to the neighboring table talking loudly about the ongoing war.

Dick Polis sighed: "In the Dionysian Union, this is not good, there are too many wars. There have been three wars so far this year and my business has been affected."

Tios comforted him and said, "Where is there no war in this world! Even in Corinth, because of the growing conflict between Sparta and the people, people are worried about when there will be a break with Sparta. A war. Dionia is pretty good, at least it hasn't fought so far, it has always been offensive to other city-states..." The expression of envy appeared on Teos's face.

"You are now operating a weapons workshop, buying and selling weapons, and of course I hope that the more wars, the better! I heard that the Archon Dionysian also visited your workshop some time ago." Dirkpolis also expressed envy. look.

"Yes." Tios was quite complacent. He leaned over and whispered, "You are my friend. I'm not afraid to tell you that Dionysia is improving their weapons and equipment. The number of their civilian soldiers is huge. The output of their own weapon shop is too low, even if it is produced for five years, each soldier cannot be replaced with new weapons and armor, and my weapon workshop is the only large-scale weapon workshop in Dionia, of course A consul who likes warfare!"

"I'm afraid...it must be tens of thousands of sets of weapons and armor, you are going to make a fortune!" Dick Polis envied.

"This won't make much money," Tios shook his head. "Don't be a savvy man. Don't look young, but he proposes to use old weapons and armor for new ones, and at most pay a little more to make."

"Old weapon? Are you saying rusty?"

"No, the Dionysian soldiers no longer use the traditional Corinthian helmets, copper shields, and shin guards of the Greek city-states. Instead, they design a helmet with leather plates and iron plates and jaw guards. The shield is a leather bag. Wooden, but half full and curved. This kind of shield is a bit difficult to make. I don’t know why they designed it like this...” Tios recounted his doubts and complaints.

"Dionysia’s governor is a great general of Great Greece. It’s natural for him to design like this. You just do what he says, just think about it. And listen to what you say, those traditional Greek weapons Equipment, you can then resell to other city-states, also earn money." Dick Polis reminded him.

"But you haven't counted the freight, the taxes and fees paid to buy and sell in other city-states, and the time spent..." Dios took a sip of wine and showed a confused expression on his face: "I don't really care much about these , I made some money, and I also had a good relationship with the consul. This is a rare opportunity! But Daveus said to me when he left the weapon workshop, and kept me awake all this time. Not good..."

"What's the matter?" Dick Polis asked curiously.

"He said,'Unfortunately you are not a citizen of Dionysia, otherwise we will have further cooperation with you.'"

After listening for a while, Dick Polis pondered this sentence, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "He meant to make you a citizen of Dionysia."

"I think so too." Tios sighed: "But according to the Law of Dionysia, if I want to become a citizen of Dionysia, I will no longer be a Corinthian citizen, but also become Dionysia. The time required for citizens is too long."

"What's so good about being a Corinthian citizen that will allow you to own land?"

"I have no land in Corinth."

"According to what you just said, Collins is likely to have a war with Sparta. Can Collins defeat Sparta?"

"No."

"It’s better to prepare now as soon as your family breaks down. It’s not too old for you to wait for a few years in Dionia. It’s no big deal to become a Dionysian citizen. Let your business go further, such a good thing, really the goddess of luck is blessing you, what are you waiting for!"

Dick Polis's words awakened the dreamer, Tios thought for a while, and finally made up his mind: "My dear friend, thank you for your reminder! You are right, I should have made a decision early!"

Dick Polis laughed: "Actually, I also want to be a citizen of Dionysia. The longer I live in Dionysia, the less I want to go back to Crete, which is small, barren and boring. Here , I can watch wonderful rugby and football games, have delicious food to eat, get sick, have a good doctor treatment... I can go hunting in the mountains, fishing in Lake Senise, the political situation here is stable, Dionia It is a vibrant city-state alliance. It is already strong, but it is still becoming stronger. No other city-state dared to invade it, only it bullied other countries!"

After hearing Dick Polis's emotions, Tios raised his glass and said, "Shall we go to the Registrar of Turiri to register?"

Dick Polis froze for a moment and then laughed: "Okay, let's go together!"

The two sipped out, wiped away the barriers in their hearts, talked and laughed, and felt more happy.

The guests at the next table quarreled, and Dick Polis listened carefully, but it was because of the Isthmus Games, so he quipped: "Tioos, you have to be careful, don't mention that you are Corinthians here."

Speaking of this, Tios said indignantly: "The fools of the Corinthian Council, most of them may have heard of the name Dionysia for the first time, so they simply cannot see it. Dionysia, the emerging city-state alliance, but they did not know that the strength of this emerging city-state alliance was several times stronger than Collins. Offending it, it would not be good for Collins!"

Dick Polis felt the same way: "It's not just Corinth. Many citizens of the Greek city-states have a disdainful attitude towards the western Mediterranean city-states. They always think that the western Mediterranean city-states are colonies, and they are regarded as country gangsters from the backcountry. In fact, they didn’t even know that not only Syracuse, Dionia’s strength was also comparable to Sparta and Athens, and the great Greek city-states such as Tarantum and Crotone were one of the best in mainland Greece. Big Bang."

"Yeah, offending a Dionysia who is still strong, Collins's might be in trouble..." Tios said with some concern.

"Why are you still worried about this, anyway you have decided to become a citizen of Dionysia."

"But I still have a lot of relatives and friends in Corinth!"

The two were talking, a huge cheer suddenly sounded in the market, deafening.

The people in the restaurant did not know what was going on and were asking each other curiously.A patrol came in and said excitedly: "Cheers, Dionysians! Our heroic soldiers, under the leadership of the great consul Davers, captured the city of Bisinia in Bruty!"

"Great! We win again!"

"Isn't Bisinia a small town next to our Turiri, on the southern bank of the Krati River! No Greek has ever been there before, and I heard that the terrain is very difficult, we actually captured it?! It's been a few days since the war!"

"Offensive, brave soldiers! Continue to attack and strive to win Cosenza soon!"

...

There was a cheer in the restaurant.

At this time, the waiter of the restaurant came out and said: "To celebrate this victory, my host decided that everyone here will ask for free food and drinks!"

"Wan Sheng! The generous consul wife, the beautiful Christoya!" The guests cheered loudly.

"This is really great. Please give me a glass of wine too!" the patrol member said happily.

"Wine or beer?" the waiter asked.

"You see me sweating, of course, drinking beer to quench my thirst." When a full glass of beer was handed to him, the patrol raised high and said aloud: "Everyone, respect our omnipotent Archivist Dave Master Sri Lanka! Also respect our heroic citizens who participated in the war!"

Everyone in the restaurant, including Dick Polis and Tios, raised their glasses, and the guests at the next table came over to clink with them and said, "Congratulations to you and your fellow citizens of Dionysia! This is undoubtedly a The right decision!"

Dick Polis looked at him in surprise: "Have you heard?"

The man blinked: "Otherwise, why do you think I scolded the Corinthians."

Tios smiled at the moment: "We made such a decision, we ushered in such good news, this is the arrangement of the goddess of destiny!"

"Yes." Dick Polis nodded in agreement.

"Cheers!" Several wooden cups touched together and the wine was splashing.