Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece Chapter 153: A letter

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If they said what they said at the beginning can make the civilians wary a little, but the subsequent slander of Marcus touched the sensitive nerves of the civilians: "I recognize you, you are the Cominelius clan The running dog, you were the one who framed Lord Marcus at the Citizens Assembly!"

"Gleus, you were among the nobles who captured Master Marcus, you dare to appear in front of us!"

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Just as the crowd was enthusiastic, a voice shouted: "Kill them to avenge Marcus!" Soon, the quarrel turned into a fight, and the venue became chaotic, screaming and crying The shouts rang out.

"Your Majesty!" Seeing this situation on stage, Tolmid, afraid of trouble, hurriedly asked Davers for instructions: "Do you want to stop?"

Davers shook his head: "Wait a minute."

After a while, the bugle blew, and the soldiers on the sidelines roared again and sent a team to squeeze into the crowd. I saw a dozen nobles and diners who were beaten up to their deaths, and the soldiers dragged them down. He came out and left it on the sidelines, but sent a doctor to treat other injured civilians.

At this moment, Daves continued to speak loudly to the calmed crowd on the high platform: "You probably don’t know yet. After learning that he was falsely accused, Marcus quietly wrote to his family. A letter showed his determination to die. Do you want to know what he said in the letter?!"

The Roman people listened to the translator’s translation, and their curiosity and guilt prompted them to shout without hesitation: "Yes!!!..."

"Then let Publius Manlius read this letter to you." After Daves said, the Romans were surprised: Publius Manlius Us is the veteran of the Roman Senate, the current patriarch of the Manlius clan. He actually took refuge in the Dionians? !

When the people who were skeptical saw the man walking on the high platform, their eyes widened in surprise: It was indeed Publius Manlius.

Facing the gaze of the Roman people, the current patriarch of Manlius lowered his head in shame. At this time, Daves' voice rang in his ears: "Go ahead, Master Publius!"

He trembled even more, and it appeared in his mind that the fierce Dionian soldier had cut off a dozen heads of Roman nobles he was familiar with in front of him last night. The blood and the heads shattered all over the floor. The fragile resistance in his heart, for the survival of the family, he chose to succumb, just like when Marcus was executed by the Senate, he quickly made the decision to "surrender to the elders and no longer use the Capitolinus family." Name" is the same.

Under Davers's smiling gaze, his hands trembled slightly, and he took out the letter written by Davers dictated by him imitating Marcus's notes: "... Pu... Publius, my brother, you don't need to... come to persuade me anymore. I know the despicable tricks of the Senate very well. It is killing me to slander me for restoring Wang Zheng!

I have been fighting fiercely throughout my life, and I have never surrendered to anyone, so I will never kneel down to beg for mercy from them, even if they use a terrible accusation to slander my reputation, usurp my honor, and let follow The civilians who are struggling with me doubt me, and I am fearless!

My only regret is that I have made a promise to help people who believe in me, follow me, and fight against the Senate together, to help them relieve their heavy debts, and to let them all have their own lives. The land, so that their cattle and sheep can also graze on the common land of Rome! In fact, I still have a promise in my heart that I haven't told them, and that is to give them the opportunity to run for high-ranking office in Rome, become veterans, and serve as consuls... It's a pity that none of this can be realized anymore.

Now I finally understand that it is almost impossible to fight for power for civilians through words! If the gods can give me another chance, I will arm the people with sharp spears and the anger in my heart to overthrow the terrible and greedy rule of the Roman nobles, and build an elephant like the one I always told you. The Kingdom of Dioria to the south of Rome has the same beautiful political system. Regardless of nobles and commoners, every citizen has equal rights! ——" When I read this, Publius Manlius raised his head and glanced at Davers not far away. The true writer of this letter was listening carefully, as if this letter was true. It's like there.

When his gaze turned to the high platform, he suddenly saw that many people were already weeping. He was stunned for a moment, subconsciously increased the volume, and continued to say: "Pubrillus, my brother, From now on, the family affairs will depend on you. If possible, try to help a bunch of civilians who are in difficulty... I am very unwilling to be accused of dictatorship and die! The gods are on top, and they will definitely do it for me. The grievances will be punished, and those who benefited from my death should not be happy too soon! Signature: Marcus Manlius Capitolinus"

Pubrillus finished reading the letter, and there was already crying in the square. Most people did not doubt the authenticity of this letter. They still wanted to fight for their rights before Marcus died. Persistent and touched, they were ashamed of not being determined to save such a great and noble leader.

In the cries, someone shouted excitedly: "Marcus!"

Get a loud response from countless people: "Marcus!!! Marcus!!! Marcus!!!..."

The people in the square shouted his name with excitement.

The shouts echoed over the city of Rome, which caused the elders and nobles on Capitoline Hill to stare at the square. They saw the crowds gathered in the square and thought that these Romans were fighting against the Dionians. What are they doing, but they don't know that these Roman civilians are excitedly mourning the aristocratic traitor they hate most.

The excitement of the Roman people lasted for a while before it gradually calmed down.

At this time, Daves said loudly: "One year after Marcus was killed, the plague broke out in Rome. This is by no means a warning from the priests of'the gods against Marcus, who is vainly dictating dictatorship.' It is the punishment of the gods for those who framed a great Roman hero! And today, we Dionians came to Rome, also in response to Marcus’ curse, to overthrow those high and cruel Rome that oppress you Nobles, work with you to build a new Rome as Marcus said in his letter!"

Daves was giving a passionate speech, and Publius Manlius kept nodding his head from the sidelines.

Although the Romans were still full of vigilance and suspicion in their hearts, they looked at Daves with less anger.

Someone had the courage and asked loudly: "How are you going to build a new Rome with us?!"

"Good question!" Daves responded immediately: "Then, my newly appointed Roman administrative adjutant will answer your questions and issue my orders!"

Then, the Roman people saw a gorgeous Bolton man with black piping and white stripes walking up to the high platform with his head high, and after he saluted King Daves respectfully, he turned to face the people below the stage.

Among the people standing in the front and living in the slums of Rome, someone suddenly opened their eyes in surprise: Isn't this Valks? !

Some people couldn't help but shout: "Walkers, is that you?!"

Valques held his head high, and said proudly: "I am now the Roman administrative adjutant appointed by His Majesty the King. It is a higher position than the city official you know. Please show respect to me next time you speak! "

As soon as his words fell, there was an uproar in the audience. Everyone was whispering and talking, and soon the news spread throughout the audience: a Roman civilian who was just like them, who was once a slave, has now become Dio The senior officials of the Nya Kingdom stood on a high platform and spoke to them.

Daves calmly watched the turmoil on the stage. He was very satisfied with the huge impact that Valks’ example had on the Roman civilians. He knew very well: In Italy and in the Western Mediterranean, there are occasional Citizens of a city-state break away from the original city-state for some reason and join another city-state, which may even be an enemy state, but they will basically not be reused, will not enter the core circle of the city-state, and often become civilians. This is also Rome. One of the important sources of common people (Of course, some clans from other countries dragged their families with hundreds of people to join Rome, and were accepted by the clan communes in Rome, sharing power, but then they became nobles). Like Persia, it can open its mind to accept the fugitives of the Gentiles, even the enemies, and give them reuse. After all, this practice is very few in the entire Mediterranean country. This also caused the Greeks and Persias to be deadly enemies. The state was expelled, often turning to Persia.

And now, what will Roman civilians do when they suddenly see the great changes in Valks’ social status? Daves will wait and see.

The neat roar of Dionian soldiers once again restored calm in the square.

Walkers cleared his throat, took a few breaths, recalling what he had tried to memorize yesterday, and said loudly: "Well, His Majesty King Daves announced to all the Roman people,'Owned by Dionia Since the city of Rome, all the debts owed by the Roman civilians to the nobles have been abolished, and all the slaves of the Roman nobles and the public servants of the former Roman city have become free people——'”

As soon as Valks finished saying this, the slaves at the back of the square cheered.

In comparison, the Roman civilians seemed a little calm. Rome was occupied by aliens. Most of the elders and nobles went to Capitoline Hill. Of course, it is impossible to ask them to collect debts, but they are also I stretched my brows, and it became clear in my heart: As long as the nobles can't repel the Dionians, their debts may be wiped out forever!