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"Do you want to get rich?"

"... get rich?"

The fanatical people were all taken aback by the question.

Although they really want to make a fortune... But why did God of War say such things?Could it be that the God of War wants to bestow some treasure?

"It is impossible to bestow wealth, because real wealth must be acquired by one's own hands."

Taking a deep breath, Dupin began to make up nonsense.

"But today, there is an opportunity for you to obtain wealth with your own hands! The emperor's mother has gone against the grain and made the entire Roman people miserable!"

"This……"

The faces of the people were still a little dazed. They didn't quite understand why the topic suddenly jumped to such a dangerous direction.

It was this silence that forced Du Bin to continue talking.

"Think about yourselves. Can winemakers afford to drink the wine they brew? Can craftsmen afford to live in the houses they built? The frontline soldiers are miserable, and their families need to sell their property to survive..."

"This……"

The people calmed down one after another. After all, real harm is the most real harm. No family has yet to overcome the hurdle, especially in Rome right now.

The war of conquest with Britain has been going on for some time, and a large amount of supplies have been sent to the front line, but it is obvious that there are basically no supplies needed by the empire in that wild land except for the savages, and these savages are still there. Often rebellious, strong lads are sent to the front, only to return corpses lying on shields, and the commanders who play these stupid victories often get away with being nobles.

Although the pressure is still to the point where they can bear it, it does not mean that they have no resentment. Regular exercise can also greatly release their stress.

Watching those Roman-style gladiators win again and again, these people seem to see those soldiers who are fighting on the front line, they can always win, and they can always come back... Maybe this can only be regarded as an illusion wish, but even if it is a dream, it can at least comfort myself.

But now, this dream has been shattered.

The bloody facts are before them, and they will finally face the reality before them. Indeed, the Roman Empire is glorious, but who created this glory?

There seemed to be a flame burning in their hearts, and people subconsciously clenched their fists.

At this time, the voice sounded again.

"Isn't bread and wine getting more expensive? Is there less and less meat available?"

Taking a deep breath, Dubin continued to make up nonsense.

"Everyone listen to me, our Majesty, the emperor of the Roman Empire, never wants the people to suffer like this! It is the nobles around her who hide the plight of the people and the real state of the country from her!"

Thinking back to those complete sets of words, Dubin spoke more and more vigorously.

"The emperor's mother! She is a licentious woman! You also saw it during the day, she dared to mobilize troops for a gladiator! Today she can mobilize troops to deal with me because of a gladiator, and tomorrow she will just find someone Why send troops against you! Indeed, I can defeat those soldiers, but what about you? Can you do it?"

As soon as this remark came out, many people present began to tremble. They had all seen the battle in the arena for themselves, so they all knew what kind of scene it was—they cheered for the living god of war at that time Sometimes, they might not be cheering for themselves, after all, in a sense, this can be regarded as satisfying their fantasy.

In the end, when they put themselves in their shoes and thought about it, when they faced those guards, they felt nothing but despair.If under the instigation of those nobles, these guards really turned around and started attacking them...

They didn't dare to think, they didn't dare to think about that horrible scene.

"So we're going to the palace! Let the emperor hear your voice! We're going to attack that poisonous woman who deceived the public, and get back what belongs to you!"

The more he talked, the more Dubin himself became more and more superior. He even stood on the head of the God of War statue and shouted at the people present.

"Tell me! Do you want to be cowards all your life, or do you want to be heroes once, even if it's only for a few minutes!"

"Come on! Tell me!"

……

After a moment of silence, someone stood out across the crowd.

Then came the second, third, fourth...

More and more people gathered under the statue of the God of War, their eyes glowed with fire, which might be the light of a bonfire, but at this moment it was far brighter than the long-lasting bonfire in the temple.

Something is starting to burn.

"Take a torch each! Those who have armor put on armor! We enter the palace!"

On the statue of God of War, Dupin waved his hand.

"Go! All the wealth you want is there!"