ancient greece mediterranean ruler

Chapter 822
At dusk, in front of the camp that the Roman army was building, stood Adrius, the envoy sent by Davos, and two women and two children following him.

Under the curious gaze of the surrounding Roman soldiers, and before Camillus sent anyone out to greet him, Adreus shouted loudly in Latin: "Roman Dictator Camillus, King Davos In order to thank you for your kindness and help, Your Majesty specially sent back your wife, daughter-in-law and grandson, hoping to establish a deeper friendship!..."

Hearing the repeated shouts of the Roman envoy, the surrounding Roman soldiers suddenly looked complicated and began to whisper.

The Camillus family was only a small nobleman in Rome, and in his generation it was even sparse. Camillus only had one son and a few relatives, and this time he went to Herniki, and he basically brought all the adult members of the family together. Bringing all the men was not just for fairness, because this was a war that must be won, so he also wanted the men of the family to gain some achievements and benefits in this war. This led to the situation when the Senate made the decision to retreat to On the Capitoline Hill, his residence in Rome lacked capable men to preside over the retreat, and his home was not located in the core area of ​​Rome. Therefore, his family retreated slowly and ultimately failed to go up the mountain.

In the big tent in the center of the Roman camp, both Camillus and his son were surprised to receive the news. Lucius also felt lucky. He said hurriedly: "Father, hurry! Send someone to pick them up quickly." Come in!"

As he spoke, he sighed: "Although I hate the Dionians, I am very grateful for what their king did this time! He is worthy of being a hero praised by the Greeks, and he does have extraordinary magnanimity! ... "

Camillus was silent for a long time with a painful expression, and finally squeezed out a sentence: "No, Lucius, we can't... let them enter this camp."

"Father, what are you talking about?!" Lucius thought he heard wrongly.

"We absolutely can't...can't...leave your mother and...can't!" Camillus' clenched fist hit the wooden table: "This is the conspiracy of the Dionian king!"

"Father, do you know what you are talking about! Standing outside is your wife! Your daughter-in-law! And your two lovely grandsons! Can you cruelly watch them fall into the hands of the enemy and be tortured and tortured? Humiliation!..." Lucius asked incredulously and angrily.

"Calm down...child." Camillus looked at his roaring son, moved his lips with difficulty, and tried to persuade him with a trembling voice: "I...why don't I want to save them all! But now ...Not now! Because the families of other soldiers are still in the city, the Dionians will only send my family back. What will the soldiers think! You heard the Dionians shouting outside the camp Did you say anything?! What do you mean by thanking me for helping them?! This is a conspiracy of the Dionians! If I really welcome back your mother, your wife and children, the soldiers will inevitably become suspicious, then Will they still obey my orders! How can an army that disobeys orders work together to recapture the city of Rome!!"

Lucius, who usually obeyed his father's words, could not accept Camillos' explanation at this time. He said heartbrokenly: "Father, you are a dictator! Do you have to consider what the soldiers think when you do something? You know your mother The reason why they were captured was not because you took away all the young and middle-aged citizens in the city, which caused such evil consequences. You must make up for your mistakes quickly!"

Although some people had said similar words in private to express their dissatisfaction with Camillus, when these words were spoken from the mouths of relatives, it was like a sharp sword piercing Camillus's chest, making him feel a pang of pain. Dizzy, he hurriedly supported the wooden table with his hands, calmed down for a while, and then said firmly: "No, I won't do that! But I will lead the army to retake the city of Rome and personally rescue our relatives!"

Upon hearing this, Lucius cursed loudly and immediately turned around and left the tent.

"Come here!" Camillus shouted immediately, and then said to the guard captain who entered the tent with a painful expression: "Stop Lucius immediately! And... and send someone to Dionia The messenger and the people he brought rushed back to the city..."

"This..." Of course the guard captain knew what was going on outside the camp, because there were soldiers spreading rumors everywhere in the camp.

When he was hesitating, Camelos shouted sharply: "Go and carry out the order!"

"Yes Yes!"

When the guard captain left, Camillus sat down slumped, as if he had aged a few years.

After a while, his adjutant came into the tent and was about to report the situation to him. Seeing his desolate expression, he couldn't speak for a while.

However, Camillus noticed his presence and asked feebly: "What's the matter?"

"The scouts reported that the Dionians opened the north gate and released some Roman people."

Camillus's first thought was: King Dionia released these Roman people, I am afraid that he deliberately wanted to divert the influence of releasing my family members and make me change my mind. He was really deliberate!

Camillus wanted to ask the Roman people who were leaving the city carefully about the current situation in the city, but he was weak and sleepy at the moment, so he had to say: "Go and settle these people, and bring a few people here tomorrow morning. I'm going to ask them to find out."

"Yes, dictator."

After the adjutant left, Camillus ordered the escort: No one was allowed to enter the tent unless there was an emergency.

Then, exhausted both mentally and physically, he asked his servants to quickly prepare the bed, and without even eating dinner, he hurriedly fell down to sleep.

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It was dusk now, and the sky began to darken. The soldiers stopped building the camp and returned to their tents to have dinner.

Camillus' adjutant sent a Roman squadron to escort the hundreds of Romans who left the city to the exiles stationed on the east side of the army camp.

The Roman squadron sent to perform this task was basically composed of civilians, including their squadron leader Sextus. This was not a coincidence, because the superiority of the Roman aristocracy was not only reflected in political affairs, but also in the military. , the children of the great nobles could serve as captains of the army without having fought many battles, while it was difficult for civilians to be promoted to squadron leaders even if they had repeatedly made military exploits.Of course, the situation has changed in recent years, and some civilians have also been promoted in the military, especially when Camillus became the chief officer of the army, but this is still not a common phenomenon, and the treatment of nobles and civilians in the military still exists There was a clear difference, so the squadron, composed almost entirely of civilians, was sent out when the soldiers were tired, hungry and in time for dinner.

Camillus's adjutant explained in a eloquent manner: "This is to take care of you, because these people who were released from the city are from Mount Sirio."

Indeed, this Roman squadron composed of residents of Mount Sirio did not complain. They hurried over and were surprised to find that they all knew the hundreds of old people, and eight or nine of them were relatives of the soldiers, including Father of captain Sextus.

As a result, the soldiers rushed forward and eagerly asked about the situation at home, completely forgetting the adjutant's instructions to quietly take these people to the rear and not disturb the army.

As a result, these old people who left the city did not rush to respond to the soldiers' inquiries. Instead, they persuaded them to flee the army, return to the city of Rome, and join the Kingdom of Dionia.

Among these conversations, the persuasion given by the father of squadron leader Sextus to his son is the most typical.

"Father, where are Tuya and the children?! Are they...are they okay?!"

"Don't worry, they are all good! The military discipline of the Dionian army is very good. After entering the city of Rome, there was no mass killing or looting. In this regard, the Celts cannot compare with them at all. Even ourselves...can't compare."

"Father, are you actually saying good things for the Dionians?!"

"Because this is the truth! Not only do I want to speak for them, I also want to persuade you!"

"Persuade me?!"

"I advise you to leave the Roman army immediately and join the Kingdom of Dionia with me!"

"Oh my god, you betrayed Rome?!!"

"It's not that I betrayed Rome, but that many civilians in Mount Sirio and even the entire city of Rome have joined Dionia!"

"Why?! Father, why?! You are a Roman citizen! You have lived in Rome your whole life. You are a true Roman citizen!! You have participated in more than 20 battles and won a crown. You are our The hero of that neighborhood, you’re my—”

"I also participated in the battle with the Celts and drove away the Celts with Camillus, but what's the use! You know, years of fighting have left me with missing legs and hands, and I often have fevers. , I owe a lot of debts due to medical treatment. If it were not for the support of my comrades, I am afraid that even my family’s land would have been taken away by those nobles! Did the Roman Senate ever protect our family from those creditors because of my military exploits? Harassment——"

"Father, you don't have to worry. I am now the squadron leader. This time I went to Herniki and got a lot of trophies. I should be able to pay off my previous debts!"

"Oh, I didn't notice that you became the squadron leader."

"During the battle with the Helnicians, our original team officer was injured and died. The dictator Camillus saw me fighting bravely and promoted me to be the squadron leader."

"But what's the use! Can you stop those greedy nobles and creditors from harassing our family?! Can you get more land?! Can you serve as a mid- to high-level official in Rome?! Can you be injured and unable to hold a shield? When you are shooting spears, can you still ensure that the whole family has no worries about food and clothing?!..."

　Thanks to Sniper No. 11 and The Other Side of Memories for the reward!Your support is my motivation to write! !
　　
　
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