Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece

For the Margonide family, this is an invisible shame on them.

If it's when the power of the family is skyrocketing, who dares to shout outside the mansion!This group of snobbish Carthage!It was they who caused the family's embarrassment today!Hasdrubal finally couldn't bear the anger in his heart, turned and yelled at the slaves outside the hall: "You all go out with sticks and give me those who shout and shout!"

"Hasdrupba!" Marco yelled in a low voice, making the grumpy Hasdruba shut his mouth unwillingly.

Marco glanced at the few immediate family members behind him and sighed: Although the family looked glorious in the past, for the benefit of Carthage, they have fought with Syracuse for many years, and many of their loved ones have died in the battle. .The cousin Hannibal reported that his ancestors suffered from the cold after the humiliation of Himela’s defeat, and died of illness after returning to the city; another brother died in the plague that Similko fled, and his son In the war between Syracuse and Syracuse, unfortunately, he was shot by Liuya and died...

But the Margonide family paid so much, in exchange for the ruthless joint suppression of Carthage's political enemies.In the election of the Senate a few days ago, the power of the newly appointed veteran Magonide was greatly reduced, and for the first time, Marco, as the new patriarch of Magonide, did not serve as Sofitel (that is, a senior consul, One election a year, two at a time), this is the first time in 100 years that the Margonide family has failed to serve as Sofitel, and the main rival of the Margonide family is second only to its other major The nobleman, the Hanno family, became the big winner of this election. Not only did he firmly control the senate and patriarch Hanno to serve as Sofitel, but another Sofitel's servant was also his best friend.

The family will face greater difficulties and must prepare early!Marco clenched his fists, once again firming up the decision he made earlier.

"Hasdrupba." Marco said solemnly to his nephew: "You are already a 25-year-old man. If you still do such reckless things, how dare I rejuvenate the family and restore glory in the future The responsibility is yours!"

"Uncle, I--" Hasdrubal wanted to argue. Marco interrupted him and said very simply: "Go to Iberia, at least there, no one will stare at you, use you to Political naivety has brought disaster to the family."

"You asked me to go to Iberia?!" Hasdruba opened his mouth wide and didn't expect to be exiled like this.

"Not only are you leaving Carthage, I am also leaving Carthage." Marco was about to explain that his ten-year-old daughter Dido asked urgently, "Dad, where are you going?"

Marco slightly lowered his head and kindly said to his only daughter, who had the same name as the Queen of Carthage and the King of the State: "I just went to Sicily, not far from Carthage. I can come back at any time."

"Daddy, are you going to be the resident commander of Sicily, defending the Greeks?" Dido asked again immediately.

Marco looked at her daughter, who was very beautiful, although she was young, and couldn't help but sigh her intelligence, but she was a woman!

He looked again at Hasdruba, who was dissatisfied, and sighed, and continued to explain: "Although we have signed a contract with Syracuse, the Senate is still wary of Dionysius, This time I was sent to Sicily. Although I had Hanno’s selfishness, it was exactly what I hoped. The peace of Carthage and Syracuse will not last too long. Sooner or later, Carthage and Syracuse will meet. There will be another battle, and the things that our Margonide family lost in the war must be brought back in the war!" Marco said firmly. "In Sicily, I will recruit soldiers, train them strictly, and in Lili East of Beer and Ericks gradually established effective fortifications, and the buffer zone with the Greeks will slowly extend eastwards, waiting for the time to come..."

Speaking of which, he slapped Hasdrouba's generous shoulders effectively: "Do you think I sent you to Iberia to banish you? No! Because I need your help!"

"Need my help?" Hasdruba felt a little more excitement at the same time he was puzzled.

"The war consumes people and gold and silver. Once we fight with Syracuse, there is Hanno in power in the city of Carthage. I am afraid that it will drag my hind legs and may not get the full support of Carthage, so we are more It depends more on oneself, just as decades ago, when Hannibal, his grandfather, used his family’s money to summon a large army to help Himera. Southern Iberia has fertile land much larger than Carthage and Sicily, and is rich in silver. Mine, iron ore and other metal minerals have a large population of indigenous peoples, and since the fall of the Tartarsus Kingdom, there has not been a strong force there. It should have been given to the Carthage by the god of Macalette. An excellent opportunity, but our people and the elders are too comfortable. They would rather do business and grow land in Carthage and Numbia, rather than venture into strange lands thousands of miles away.

Since there is no one to do it in Carthage, it is up to our Margonide family!Hasdrubal, the family has decided to provide you with sufficient manpower and sufficient money at all costs, I hope you can stand firm in Iberia, occupy a stable territory for the family, as my future with Thira The most powerful backing after the war in Kuzha!"

"You can rest assured, uncle, I will not let you down!" At this moment, Hasdrubal was no longer dissatisfied, and he was excited and excited.

Marco looked at him and was still a little uneasy in his heart. He knew his nephew and led soldiers to fight. This is his strength, but he wanted to conquer an unfamiliar land. It was not only a question of war, but also administrative and diplomatic issues. In terms of ability, Hasdruba is lacking.Among the immediate family members of Magonide, only he can do the job. He can only hope to send him a capable assistant to make up for his shortcomings in this regard.

"Uncle, I'm willing to accompany my brother to Iberia!" A younger voice sounded in the hall.

"Haka, you can't go!" Hasdrubal said flatly in the face of a thin, pale young man.

"Since the development of Iberia has become the most important event that determines the rise and fall of our Margonide family, as a member of the family, how can I enjoy it alone in the city, watching my uncle and you going through hardships outside! What's more-"The youth looked solemnly at the bronze statue of Shimirco and the blood in front of the statue placed in front of the hall: "It is my wish to avenge my father!"

Hasdruba's words choked in his mouth, and he said halfway, "But your body--"

"After this period of exercise, my body is much better. I will continue to exercise myself in Iberia. Moreover, it is your brother’s business to take the soldiers to fight. I only need to stay in the camp..." Haka said this is both Explain to Hasdruba, also to Margo.

"Haka, are you sure you want to go?" Marco finally asked.

"Yes, uncle. I have made up my mind!"

Although the tone of Haka was light, Marco knew that once his little nephew had decided something, it was difficult for others to persuade him to change his mind.However, he has been smart since childhood, and is different from the mature and stable of ordinary teenagers. He was once considered by Ximilco as a genius that will bring greater glory to the Magonide family in the future, but has always been weak and sick.If he went to Iberia to assist Hasdrubal, he would definitely get a greater benefit in Iberia. Marco believed that.

"Now that you have made up your mind, then I agree with you. But you have to understand that if you can't guarantee your health, it is difficult for you to help Hasdruba and our Margonide family for a long time!" Marco Solemnly said.

"I understand." Haka nodded heavily.

"Uncle, but—" Hasdruba, who was not assured, wanted to say it again, and Marco said aloud, "Okay, let's worship your father for the last time together, and hope that he will protect the family's business and everything goes well!... …"

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July is the season when the sun is blazing, and the football and football matches of Dionia are in full swing.

Davis, who had just returned from the Senate after attending the meeting, received an urgent letter from Laos.

"Go to the Dionysian Academy and call me Hénípolis." After reading the letter, he immediately said solemnly to the slave.

"Yes Master."

"My lord, why are you so anxious to call me back? I almost got scolded by the old Greek man again." Hernpolis hadn't entered Dave's study, and the voice came in first: "Since that old Athens man After coming to the College of Liberal Arts, we are much busier than before. Not only do we have to recite poems and essays every day, but we will write an essay every two or three days. Teacher North said, I don’t want to be a rhetoric, I still want to follow him to continue studying history..."

"Herni, you don't have time to study history anymore." Davers handed him a letter with a solemn expression.

Hernipolis suddenly had a bad sign. He quickly accepted the letter and opened it. It suddenly seemed like a thunderstorm. The whole person was dumbfounded: "...this...this is not true...beginning of the beginning of the year At that time, my father came to Turri to see me...he was in good health!...really good!..."As he said, he burst into tears.

Daphes sighed: Avinogis fainted at the banquet and remained unconscious.According to the experience of his previous life, this is probably "brain congestion". He had been persuaded not to overeating, hey!...

Hernipolis suddenly remembered something, and suddenly stepped forward, holding Duffus' hands tightly, and eagerly begged: "Adult! Adult! You are the lord of Hades! All of Dr. Onionia's Teacher! You save my father! Save him!!!"