Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece

"Can my father really be healed?" Stolot asked with a worried expression, with suspicion in his tone, but more hopeful.

Asistes continued to comfort him: "Since you have been learning about Greek culture and knowledge since you were a child, then you probably know Hippocrates, the most famous plague doctor in Greece. He is now in Turri, Although he was very old, he did not follow the army to Latham this time, but many of the doctors in the army were his students. They will do their best to rescue your father and other Roman soldiers who have suffered the plague. And You Romans often say that the plague is the seed sown by the god of death, and our protector God of Haiti, Dionysia, is the master of the underworld, and His Majesty Dapheus is his descendant. Since the Roman army has surrendered to us, His Majesty must Let them be blessed by Pluto!..."

Stolot calmed down and suddenly remembered something, and asked again: "Adult, my wife's mother and sister are still in custody. May I ask...what will they do with them?"

After thinking for a while, Yasisters said, "Since Servius has surrendered, his wife will follow him to settle in other parts of the kingdom. Of course, Servius must first survive this plague. As for you The wife’s mother, if Ambustus also surrendered down the mountain, they will also go to settle in other areas, but if your father-in-law refuses to surrender, according to the resolution issued by the kingdom now, your mother-in-law should be classified as a kingdom slave, but she has You and Servius are the son-in-law of Dionysian citizens, so it depends on whether she is willing to live with your family or the Servius family in the future."

"I will go up the mountain tomorrow to persuade my father-in-law." Storo said decisively.

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On the second day, Ambustus watched Stollo's stumbling back, and two lines of tears ran down the old cheeks.

Put a hand on his shoulder: "Why, you regret it?"

Ambustus wiped away his tears, turned to look at Portitus, shook his head and said, "I regret not, but I am a little unwilling..."

Portitus listened, and was silent for a while, trembling with his cane pointing down the mountain, and said in a low voice: Alas...think of Albaronga, who was perished by us, and Victoria... in my opinion, All races and forces have to go from weak to strong and from strong to declining. Today is our Rome, and someday it will be Dionia’s turn..."

"Master Pottitus, it seems that you are not reconciled!" Ambustus said with a sigh, looking back at the solemn Temple of Jupiter, his face covered with a layer of doubt: "I It’s just that I didn’t expect it… It’s not the Dionysians who gave us the final blow, but the plague! It killed our dictator’s life and wiped out the fighting spirit of the soldiers. Is this what Jupiter gave Roman punishment?!"

"So there is no need for this temple to exist anymore, who made Jupiter give up Rome!" Maru Guinness came over with a look of indignation, reminding: "Both, everything is ready, Let's...it's time to enter the temple!"

Portitus and Ambustus glanced at each other, and their eyes were determined: "Now that they are ready, go in."

"Several adults," said Da Sipiah, who was behind Maruginenes, at this time: "Some of my soldiers do not want to go silently like this. They are more willing to kill down the mountain and die in the enemy. Under the spear."

Portitus frowned with wrinkles: "Hasn't this matter been discussed before, since we have failed, don't uselessly to provoke the Dionysians and avoid their anger on ours? Family members."

"Sir Pipa, the soldiers under your hands are still very young. If anyone is willing to surrender, simply let them go down the mountain." Ambusto suggested.

Da Sipia looked awesome: "They are true Roman warriors, and no one will choose to surrender!"

Half an hour later, the Roman elders gathered in the main hall of the Temple of Jupiter, and hundreds of Roman soldiers either stayed in the apse or sat in the courtyard.

Portitus looked around at the more than 100 Roman veterans crowded in the hall: they were trapped on the mountain for a few months, and by the end they ran out of food, they ran out of water, so they were not only skinny and dusty, but their clothes were ragged Unbearable, where there is still the past in the Senate Courtyard Fang Qi, pointing the atmosphere of Jiangshan.But at the moment they were sitting on their sides, their faces were solemn, so that the solemn Jupiter Temple was a little more tragic, only the Apleus who had just released from the apse stooped and hunched on the ground , Lips twitching nonstop.

In the end, Portitus looked at Maruginenes, who was next to him, and said with a deep voice: "You will say the last words."

Marugine Ensis smiled freely: "I have fought with you for decades, and you are still giving me your first courtesy. Forget it, I'm used to it, it's up to you. But wait for us to go Another place... I won't let you anymore."

Portitus nodded silently, then looked at the people, and said solemnly: "Masters, when the Celtics invaded Rome 20 years ago, Breleus, Vibias, Jisi, Love The ancestors such as Milius and other elders stopped on the road into the city and dedicated their lives bravely! Today, Rome once again fell, we must not fall into the prestige of Roman elders and Roman nobles, and have experienced countless hardships to defend our ancestors In this established city-state, we will dedicate our lives, even if Rome does not exist in the future, but our heroic deeds will be remembered and sung by future generations, and we will continue to remind later generations, in central Italy, in Latin In the Um area, on the banks of the Tiber River, there was once a great city-state, its name was Rome!..."

The veterans listened to Portitus, raised their heads involuntarily, and sat up straighter. Their desperate eyes were a little more radiant.

After Portitus finished speaking, his inspiring eyes slowly looked at his colleagues again, and then swept them one by one, first Marukine Ensis, then Ambustus, then High Priest Ulysses, then It’s the old veteran Luxitius...

Portitus sat down slowly, lowered his cane gently, flicked the dust from his clothes, closed his eyes, and said with a deep voice, "Ignite it!"

There was a moment of silence in the hall.

Da Xi Pia shouted: "Ignite!"

The soldiers outside the hall, as if they were awake at first, throw their torches into the temples where olive oil has been spilled everywhere, and the flames ignited...

Aprieus, who was originally lying on the ground, seemed to be suddenly awakened by the fire. He jumped violently, picked up a small stone in the corner, and threw it towards the tall statue in the middle of the hall. Above the head of Jupiter.

"Ha! Ha! Ha!..." Applius laughed indulgently while stomping his feet: "Damn Jupiter! Damn Camulus! Damn Rome! Hahaha!... Damn! Rome!……"

Applius' mad laughter and the screams of the veterans and soldiers after the whole body became the final echo of the fire at the summit of Capitolin.

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The self-immolation of Roman veterans and soldiers meant the complete demise of Rome’s resistance. Apart from the sadness of Roman nobles and their families, and the sorrow of very few civilians like Stolo, the vast majority of civilians were only to Jupiter The burning of the main Latin temples such as Te and Juno lamented, and even cursed that "these self-immolating Roman veterans must destroy the temple on Mount Capitolin to the death, just to prevent civilians from worshipping."

Of course, the arrival of the Hades celebration quickly dispelled their annoyance, although the celebration in Rome was held in a hurry, the large-scale theater performances in the square about the establishment of Dionia, the actors were stationed in Rome The temporary soldiers in the Dionysian army lacked professional training. Not only were they poorly dressed, but their performances were full of mistakes, but for the first time the Roman people saw such an unprecedented large-scale performance, it was very interesting.

Then, in front of Hades’s simple altar, under the leadership of the priest, the believers made a pious sacrifice to the Greek Hades, and then the priest solemnly announced: "From then on, Hades will bless the city of Rome!"

The cheers of the believers did not impress the onlookers of Rome, but then they saw a huge stone tablet engraved with the names of the soldiers of the Roman reserve brigade who died for Dionysian. The Asian soldiers reached the altar, and the priest blessed them and announced: "When the temple is completed, the stone tablets will be carried into the Hall of Heroes to receive the worship of the Roman people, and their souls will continue to guard Rome!"

This move really shocked the people of Rome and caused many people who lost their loved ones to cry in tears.

In the afternoon, still in front of the Altar of Hades, the Roman Chief Executive, Asistes, read the order signed by King Daveus in the name of Hades, and gave many Roman slaves who performed well during this period. With freedom.

The freed slaves cheered and happily thanked Hades and King Daveus loudly, and at the same time, many slaves who had heard the news were full of anticipation for the newly joined kingdom.

Immediately on the second day, the football game begins.

The curious Roman people, as well as some lovers, Fidians, and others brought their families into the arena, and were quickly attracted by the game.Although the teams are basically made up of most newly migrated Dionysian citizens and a few Romans, their competitive level is not high, but for the first time (sometimes the second) to watch the game of the Roman people , It's already novel and intense enough.