ancient greece mediterranean ruler

Chapter 257 Completion Celebration of Hades Temple ([-])

"The temples of traditional Greek city-states are like aristocratic people, waiting for people to donate gold and silver and build holy treasuries, but rarely take the initiative to help the people of the city-state who are in trouble. The Hades Temple I envisioned Priests and saints should use the gold and silver donated by the people to help poor people, rescue patients who cannot afford medical treatment, listen to the doubts and worries of the people of the alliance, use words to enlighten and eliminate their confusion... and free slaves every year All rituals must be hosted by the temple...Plesinas, the Temple of Hades can provide so much help to the people of Dionia, how can the people not be grateful to the temple and not believe in it!"

Davos's words seemed to open a window for Plessinas. The approach that Davos proposed was different from the traditional temple, but it allowed him to vaguely see the bright future of the Hades Temple. I was excited for a moment, but I didn't know what to say.

"The Elysee is the paradise built by Hades in hell, and his temple should be the paradise on earth, the home of the people's souls! By then we will build a Hades in every Dionian city. The Temple of Dis unites people from all over the world and all races around it, so what else does the Dionysian Alliance have to fear!" Daves's seductive voice was extremely loud in Plessinas' ears. It sounded clearly: "Plesinas, are you willing to help me complete this great cause and serve as the high priest of the Temple of Hades?"

Plessinas met Davos' expectant gaze, weighed it in his mind, and then nodded heavily: "I do!"

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Kanios followed Avinogis to Thurii and stayed in a hotel on the south side of Victory Square.This large hotel was funded and built by the Alliance Senate and was specially used to receive foreign guests. Usually the rooms are wealthy, but now it is overcrowded.

Generals, prestigious parliamentarians and citizens from the city-states of the South Italian Confederation, such as Colonia, Trina, Siritin and Crotone, were invited to attend the ceremony.If it were not for the fact that people like Amycles of Castellon and others temporarily stayed in the house of Cunogorata and Cornerus, the leaders of the Lucalia tribes of Niutum and Grumentum scattered and borrowed Living in the homes of Vespa, Hermon, etc., Avinogis of Laos and others even lived directly in the home of Daves, thus alleviating the reception task for the officials in charge. The hotel in Thurii must not be enough. .

At this time, the lobby of the hotel was bustling with activity. The distinguished guests belonged to different city-states, but they also belonged to the same alliance. It was rare to have the opportunity to get together. We took this opportunity to visit each other, connect with each other, and discuss our views on current events...

Although Kanios, an outsider, was politely received by Dionia, his request to visit Dais immediately did not receive a good response.

The person in charge told him: "The Archon Lord Davos is busy preparing for tomorrow's celebration. There will be no time to receive him until after tomorrow."

Although he envied the chatter and laughter of others, Kanios and his men stayed quietly in the room because he heard that the envoy from Picosis also arrived in Thurii to avoid conflicts during the meeting.It wasn't until he tasted Turiyi's unique delicacies that Kanios' anxiety was temporarily relieved.

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In the early morning of July 398, 7 BC, Dionian citizens, family members, free people and even slaves gathered from all directions in the city of Thurii. With the help of thousands of Dionian citizen soldiers who maintained order, They entered the center of Turiyi City one after another.

In a short period of time, all the courtyards, houses, and even the rooftops were crowded with people. At a glance, it was a spectacular sight, leaving only the huge open space in Victory Square untouched.

Kanios was placed on the left step of the platform directly in front of the square, and it is reported that Pixis’s envoy was placed on the right side. The care of Dionia’s reception staff saved him from the embarrassment of a sudden meeting, allowing him to Sit back and enjoy this celebration.

"Oh, there are so many people! Dionia is so bold, and he is not afraid that if a riot breaks out, it will be a disaster here!" Someone beside Kanios said worriedly.

"It would be better if there was a riot. In that case, Dionia would be finished!" Another person said loudly and gloated.

Canios turned back to look at him, as did the others.

"Eutydemos, why did the people of Crotone let you into the council! If there is a riot here, do you think we can escape!" Someone recognized the speaker and retorted loudly.

"Why are you running away! Isn't this the completion celebration of the Temple of Hades! Wouldn't it be nice for everyone to go see Hades together!" Euthydemus looked like he was not afraid of life and death.

"Have the proud Crotone people actually begun to use verbal taunts to satisfy themselves after the defeat?" Someone immediately mocked.

Euthydemus's expression immediately changed.

Kanios didn't care about the verbal conflicts of the people around him, he just observed carefully around the square: it stands to reason that with so many people, it should be very noisy here.But people sat or stood, kept quiet as much as possible, and seldom moved around. Maybe they had been warned by the alliance in advance, but for the Greeks who respected themselves and valued freedom, such performance was quite amazing!Kallios discovered this when he entered the city of Thurii yesterday, and now his impression has been strengthened again.

At this time, loud bugles were blown together, announcing that the ceremony was about to begin. People consciously stopped talking and focused their curious eyes on Victory Square.

I saw hundreds of men wearing Greek armor entering the arena, while Plessinas led ten male "sound transmitters" and 50 women, all dressed in pure white robes, walking up the hall with solemn steps. platform.

The atmosphere in Dionia is relatively open, and there are many people outside the square watching the celebration with their wives and daughters, but dozens of women appear in public at the same time, especially on such a sacred occasion, even if it is Hera or There were not so many priestesses in the temple of Aphrodite, the God of Love, so not only the people, but also the distinguished guests from allied countries in front of the square began to whisper.

The neat military bugles resounded throughout the city again, and silence returned to the area around the square.

Plessinas’ high-pitched and long voice sounded: “In the first year of the 95th Olympia Games, in the Kingdom of Persia thousands of miles away from us, a group of Greek warriors accepted the invitation of Cyrus the Younger, the Persian prince who loves Greece. Recruited, ready to overthrow the brutal Persian king. However, after a great battle, their employer died in battle, and the mercenary leaders were deceived and captured by the Persians. The entire mercenary team fell into despair, but the great Hades has not abandoned them..."

As soon as Plessinas finished speaking, more than a dozen harp players under the platform began to pluck the strings, and 50 women in white robes on the stage opened their mouths together, and the ethereal singing sounded like a ray of breeze blowing through the audience.

Kallios was so excited that he felt the hairs on his skin stand up. The traditional carols of Greek temples obviously could not be compared with the harmonies trained in modern bel canto. Bathed in the beautiful and harmonious singing, it seemed that even his soul was affected by it. Washed.

The rest of the audience, like Canios, were completely intoxicated by the singing, and they were also infected with the heaviness in the weeping chanting.

The soldiers on the field used exaggerated body movements to express crying, helplessness and despair. Only the man in the center lay motionless on the ground.

At this time, the singing gradually faded to silence, and the soldiers on the field began to fall asleep...

Just when the people felt lost, a high-pitched singing sounded again, like lightning piercing the night sky, lifting the spirits of the audience.

I saw a man coming out of the corridor. He was tall and muscular, with long black hair and a thick black beard. He was wearing a black robe and holding a double-pronged fork. He walked towards the center of the square with a majestic expression...

Someone in the audience exclaimed: "Hades?! I know he is Hades!"

There was a small commotion in the crowd, and more people were staring at the field. They had begun to be attracted by this unique performance.

I saw "Hades" coming to the center of the field, standing next to the man who had been lying still, waving his two forks, as if using his divine power...

The singing disappeared again. "Hades" left the stage, causing people to turn around and watch.

"Boom! Boom!..." The sound of crisp drums sounded in the silent square. The lying man turned over and sat up, and began to wake up others, waving his arms, encouraging them. Finally, everyone gathered around him, and someone put it on him. Helmets decorated with red crowns, then lined up in front of him, marching forward with difficulty under his leadership...

Seeing this, anyone who has heard the legendary story of Consul Davos also vaguely understood at this moment: the extremely dazzling leader on the field should be Davos who played the expedition to Persia!
"Davos seems to have forgotten that he was not the only mercenary leader in Persia." Tormid, who was also watching the celebration from the sidelines, complained.

"Yesterday, Dave came to me specifically and told me about this. He said it was necessary for performance and he hoped I could understand." Zantiparis shrugged, his expression relatively calm.

"Well, this is Dionia, he has the final say!" Tormid said helplessly: "But this kind of performance is quite interesting!"

The drums sounded from sparse to dense, interspersed with bugles.

"Wow!!!" As the audience exclaimed, groups of soldiers appeared in the corridor, including cavalry, infantry, and archers. They were wearing robes, holding long shields, and lined up in a loose formation. Under the command of the general wearing shining golden scales, he approached the Greek mercenaries who were originally in the square...

"They are 'Persians'!" someone in the audience couldn't help shouting.

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