Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece Chapter 189: Storo’s chagrin

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Daves expressed his gratitude to the legion commanders one by one. When it was the turn of the fourth legion commander Olivers, he looked down at the silver scepter that was different in shape and length from the past, and also joked. : "Your Majesty, since the drought, our treasury has been tense. I am also worried that there will be no rewards to receive in the triumphal ceremony."

Davers replied in a serious manner: "Rome has enough gold and silver, as well as good craftsmen. Of course, if you care about the treasury so much, you can donate it to the Finance Department!"

"The Finance Department doesn't like this little piece of silver." Olivers said with a smile, but held the scepter tightly in his hand.

Sixtus stood on the platform with the captains, listening to the thunderous cheers of the soldiers and the people below, feeling excited and nervous.

Davers came to him and said seriously with a smile on his face: "Sextus, thank you for your contribution to the Kingdom of Dionia! I believe that the kingdom can have such a good citizen as you. I am very pleased!"

Daves said, handing him the silver scepter.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Sextus expressed his gratitude excitedly, and then carefully took over the scepter, looked and looked at it, quite a little fond of it.

"I look forward to one day the Triumph Ceremony will be held for you!" Daves exhorted again.

Daves’ words and this situation made Sextus’ pride surge. He learned from other army commanders, with both feet together, holding the scepter in his right hand, and smashing it against his left chest. The standard Dionian military salute.

"Your Majesty!" The last general who came to power gave Daves a military salute.

When Davers saw him, there was a trace of apology on his face: "Izzam, this scepter should have been given to you long ago!"

Izam is also blunt: "As long as your Majesty can often think of our mountain reconnaissance team in the future, forget about our mountain team before."

Davos laughed and handed him the scepter.

Izam waved the scepter in the direction where the soldiers of the mountain brigade under the stage were standing. Seeing the soldiers cheering, he said to Daves: "This honor belongs to our entire mountain reconnaissance brigade. Soldiers. However, I think Plintors is more suitable for sitting in a carriage than me."

Davers said lightly: "I remember all of Plintors' achievements, so don't worry about him anymore."

After waiting for the generals and soldiers on the platform to accept the cheers in the square, Daves walked to the front. Half of the 20 translators behind him were Latins who were proficient in Greek.

Daves shouted: "Whether it is the soldiers of the Dionyac Army or the Roman soldiers who have newly joined Dionia, it is precisely because of your heroic battles that you have won one victory after another. It will be held today in a triumphant manner! The kingdom thank you, brave citizens of Dionia!"

"Wansheng!!! Wansheng!!! Wansheng!!!..." There were continuous cheers from the square.

"We traveled a long distance and came to Latham for the **** battle, mainly to make this place like the rest of Dionia. Every citizen can own land and every citizen has equal rights. Every citizen can lead a good life with his family! In order to achieve this goal, you have paid a lot of sacrifices, and this war is far from over, and there will be more sacrifices in the future. Citizens of Dionia, will you be afraid?! Will you shrink?!"

"No!!! No!!! No!!! No!!!..."

Davers nodded, and he exclaimed passionately: "As long as we unite and cooperate and are not afraid of challenges, any enemy will be crushed by us, and Rome will definitely become a peaceful and prosperous place like Southern Italy! At that time, your achievements will be engraved on stone tablets and written into historical books for the people to pay their respects! And you will also receive the most generous rewards in the kingdom!"

Speaking of this, Daves couldn't help yelling: "Wan Sheng, the warriors of Dionia!"

The excited soldiers immediately replied with continuous cheers, including many Roman civilian soldiers: "The Kingdom of Dionia is victorious!!!..."

"His Majesty King Davos is victorious!!!..."

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The cheers echoed in the city of Rome, making countless noble families overshadowed by hearing it, and it also made Stolo, who was standing on a cane and standing in front of the window overlooking the square, look solemn.

At this moment, his wife Konya walked over and hugged him tightly.

Feeling a slight tremor in her body, Stolo knew that his wife was afraid: these days, she has been worried that she would be escorted aboard by Dionian soldiers and sent to a stranger like other Roman aristocratic men. Place, leaving her alone in this hostile city...

Not only did his wife think so, but Stolo himself once thought that he would be captured by the Dionian soldiers and sent elsewhere. Because after the assassination of the temple, some people who resisted Dionia were arrested one after another. As one of the planners, he thought he would suffer the same fate, although the number of soldiers patrolling his neighborhood increased. , But no one has broken into his house.

While becoming cautious and no longer interacting with others, Stolo has been thinking: Why is this happening?

Of course he wouldn't know that Daves has considerable interest and respect for him because he is a well-known historical celebrity.

He thought that the Dionians must have known his special origin, waiting for him to actively surrender like other Roman civilians.

But he will not succumb, because his father-in-law is still standing on Capitoline Hill, and his father is fighting outside the city of Rome. If he surrenders, where will his relatives be?

"Storo, there have been rumors in the city these days that our army has...defeated, is this true?!" Konya asked with a trembling voice.

Stolo recovered and immediately comforted her and said: "That is an army of 70,000 people, much more than the army of the Dionians, and it is led by the dictator Camilos himself, even if it is true. One or two of the failures will not have much impact on the entire army! This is just a rumor. I want to shake our confidence and let us succumb..."

"But..." Konya is still worried: "The rumors of the occupation of Wei Ai and Kesrera City should be true. I have seen many Wei Ai people pass by the door in the past two days."

"Even if Wei Ai and Kesrera are really occupied by the Dionians, there is nothing to worry about." Stolo continued to comfort his wife: "Back then, the Celtics occupied more towns, and finally Didn’t we get repelled by us too! As long as our army is still there, and Master Camillos is still there, we can definitely... finally drive out the Dionians!"

Speaking of this, Stolo quickly turned to the subject: "What did you eat at noon today? I'm a little hungry."

"Since the barn and cellar of the house were raided by the **** Dionians, what else could be delicious! The flour and a few dry fruits are distributed according to the number of people every day... …" Konya said loudly, her resentment towards the Dionians overwhelmingly.

"By the way, early this morning, those Dionians sent a few river fish over. At last they saw some meat, but this river fish is too smelly and it is impossible to eat it if it is not done well. I have to Go to the kitchen and tell the servant..." Konya finished speaking and hurried out of the room.

Storo's face was heavy again, and he stared out the window.

The triumphal ceremony is over, and the Roman people who have dispersed from the square are returning to their new homes in droves. Silio Hill is the area where the most Roman civilians are housed. The voice was so loud that even Stolo, who lived on the mountainside, could hear it clearly. Whether it is arguing about the difference between the two triumphal styles, feeling that Sextus and Valerius have become one of the protagonists of the triumphal style, or talking about King Dionian’s speech at the triumphal style... Stolo learned from these The same emotion was heard in the words-excitement.

Compared with the occupation of Rome and the defeat of the army, this is what worries him the most-Roman civilians are identifying with the Kingdom of Dionian.

"Turn Rome into a fair, prosperous, and peaceful city?!..." Stolo whispered these words: This is his ambition when he grows up, but he knows what it takes to achieve this goal However, the enemies of Rome now use these to win the recognition of the Roman civilians, which is beyond the imagination of the barbaric Celts! High veterans, do you know that what you have been trying to prevent is now becoming a weapon to pierce your chest!

Storo looked at the outline of Mount Capitoline in the far southeast, and slammed a fist on the window sill with regret.

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At this time, the Roman elders, like Stolo, looked at the Roman Forum from Capitoline Hill. Since Capitoline Hill is the highest in the city and not too far from the Roman Forum, they see more Clearly, you can even vaguely see the priests, idols, bands, generals in carriages, soldiers marching in the parade...

Although no sound can be heard, the Roman elders who know more about the Kingdom of Dionian know what the Dionian people are doing: they actually held a triumphal ceremony in Rome!

What made them even more angry was that they saw a general in Roman armor and many Roman soldiers among the soldiers participating in the triumphal style, and in the end, amidst the loud cheers in the square, They could still hear the shouts mixed with Latin, so before the triumphant ceremony on the square ended, many elders had silently left the cliff top.

The only thing the elders felt was fortunate: A few days ago, they had already sent soldiers to seal off this area where the Roman Forum could be seen best, and no people were allowed to enter.