Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece

The Clithista restaurant in the market is still full every day. The prepared citizens of Deonia, the free people, the merchants and sailors from all over the world, enjoy the food, drink the wine, talk about current events, and of course spread some gossip topics. For example: About Daves' mother in the dream of making love with Hades, with the rumors of Daves, and the Turif patrol captain Olives and his Persian wife who make love and hate everyone in love. When is the Greek posture, or the Persian posture... and so on.

Of course, the most talked about during this time is the Bruty War. Both the preparatory citizens and the free people have participated in military training and have seen the strength of the soldiers of the Dionysian Army. They firmly believe that Dionia will win. Many foreign sailors and merchants have expressed doubts because the war has lasted for more than ten days and there has been no progress. In the end, the two sides did not have a squabble, they were fighting, and the restaurant became the most frequent place for market patrols to patronize.

Dick Boris and Tios sat in the corner eating mutton, drinking beer, listening to the neighboring table and talking loudly about the war that was taking place.

Dick Boris sighed: "In the Dionysian League, this is not good, there are too many wars. Three wars have occurred so far this year, and my business has been affected."

Tios comforted him and said: "Now there is no war in this world! Even in Corinth, because of the deepening conflict between Sparta and the people, people are worried about when there will be a break with Sparta. The war. Diaonia is not bad, at least it has not been defeated so far, it has been attacking other city-states..." Tios's face showed an envious look.

"You are now operating a weapons workshop, buying and selling weapons. Of course, I hope that the more the war, the better! I heard that the governor of Dionia also went to your workshop some time ago." Dick Polis also showed envy. look.

"Yes." Tios was quite contented. He leaned into his body and whispered, "You are my good friend. I am not afraid to tell you that Diaonia is improving their weapons and equipment. Their number of civic soldiers is huge. Their own weapons shop production is too low, even if it is five years of production, it is impossible to replace each soldier with new weapons and armor, and my weapons workshop is the only large weapons workshop in Dionia, of course it will be The governor who likes the war gives it a look!"

"I am afraid... I have to get tens of thousands of weapons armor, you have to make a fortune!" Dick Polis was envious.

"It won't make much money." Tios shook his head and said: "Daves Archon does not look young, but a shrewd person. He proposes to use the old weapon armor for a new one, and at most pay a little more for production."

"Old weapon? Are you talking about rust?"

"No, the Diaonian civics no longer use the Greek city-state's traditional Corinthian helmets, bronze shields and armor. Instead, they design a helmet with iron-covered iron and jaws. The shield is a cowhide bag. Wood, but half a person high, and to be curved, the production of this shield is somewhat difficult, I do not know why they are so designed..." Tios said his doubts and complaints.

"Dignon's governor is a big Greek star. He has a natural design. He does what he says. I want to do so much. And listen to you, those traditional Greek weapons. Equipment, you can then sell it to other city-states, the same is earned." Dick Boris reminded him.

"But you don't count the freight, the taxes and fees paid by other city-states, and the time it takes..." Tios drank his drink and his face showed a confused expression: "I don't really care about these." I have earned some, and I have a good relationship with the consul. This is a rare opportunity! But Daves told me a word when he left the weapons workshop, let me sleep all the time. Not good..."

"What?" Dick Boris asked curiously.

"He said, ‘Unfortunately you are not a Diaonian citizen, otherwise we will have further cooperation with you.’”

Dick Polis listened to the glimpse and carefully pondered this sentence, suddenly his eyes lit up: "He means to make you a Diaonian citizen."

"I think so too." Tios sighed: "But according to the provisions of the Law of Dionia, if I want to become a citizen of Dionia, I will no longer be a citizen of Corinth, but also become a Dionia. The time required for citizens is too long."

“When the Corinthian citizens have anything good, can you let the land own?”

"I don't have land in Corinth."

"According to what you just said, Collins is likely to have a war with Sparta. Can Collins beat Sparta?"

"No."

"When it is time to break down, it is better to prepare as early as possible. You are not too old. It is no big deal to wait in Denia for a few years. And become a Diaonian citizen who can own his own land. Let your business go further, such a good thing, really the goddess of fortune is blessing you, what are you hesitating!"

Dick Boris’s words awakened the dreamer, Tios pondered for a while, and finally made up his mind: “My best friend, thank you for your reminder! You are right, I really should make a decision early!”

Dick Boris smiled and said: "In fact, I also have the idea of ​​becoming a Diaonian citizen. The longer I live in Dionia, the more I don't want to go back to Crete, a small, poor land and boring life. Here I can watch wonderful football and football matches, have delicious food to eat, get sick, have a doctor's treatment... I can go hunting in the mountains, fishing in Lake Senis, where the political situation is stable, Dionia It is a dynamic city-state alliance. It is already strong, but it is still becoming stronger. No other city-state dares to invade it. Only it bullies other countries!"

After listening to Dick Boris’s feelings, Tios raised his glass and said, “Would you like to go to the resident registration of Turui to register?”

Dick Boris stunned and immediately laughed: "Well, let's go together!"

The two of them drank and wiped out the block of the heart, talking and laughing, and feeling more happy.

The guests at the neighboring table quarreled, and Dick Boris listened carefully, but it was because of the isthmus games, so he joked: "Tios, you have to be careful, don't mention that you are a Corinthian here."

Speaking of this, Tios said with an anger: "The idiots of the Collins Council, most of them are probably the first to hear the name of Dionia, so they simply can’t Dionya, the emerging city-state alliance, but they don’t know that this emerging city-state alliance is several times stronger than Collins, offending it, and it’s no good for Collins!”

Dick Boris has the same feeling: "Not only is Corinth, but many city-state citizens in Greece have a contemptuous attitude towards the city-states of the Western Mediterranean. They always think that the city-states of the Western Mediterranean are colonies, and they look at them as the rural areas from the backcountry. In fact, they simply don’t know, not only Syracuse, but also the strength of Dionia is comparable to Sparta and Athens. The big Greek city-states such as Tarantum and Crotone are among the best in Greece. Great state."

"Yeah, offending a still strong Dionia, Collins will probably have trouble..." Tios said with some concern.

"Why are you still worried about this, anyway, you have decided to become a Diaonian citizen."

"But I still have many relatives and friends in Collins!"

The two are talking, and the huge cheers in the market suddenly sounded deafening.

The people in the restaurant didn't know what was going on, they were curious and asked each other. A patrolman walked in and said excitedly: "Cheer, Devonian! Our heroic soldiers under the leadership of the great Archon Daves, captured the city of Biljania in Britti!"

"Great! We won again!"

"Bissinia is not a small town on the south bank of the Krati River next to our Turui! I have never been there before. I heard that the terrain is very difficult. Have we actually captured it?!! I have been fighting for a few days!"

"Attack, brave soldiers! Continue to attack and fight for Cosenza as soon as possible!!"

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There was a cheer in the restaurant.

At this time, the waiter of the restaurant said: "In order to celebrate this victory, my master decided that the food and drinks that everyone present here are free!"

"Wansheng! The generous Captain's wife, beautiful Christopher!" The guests danced and cheered.

"This is really good, please give me a glass of wine too!" The patrol team said happily ~www.novelmtl.com~ wine or beer? Asked the waiter.

"You see that I am sweating, of course, drinking beer to quench my thirst." When a full beer was handed to him, the patrol members held up high and said loudly: "Everyone, respect our omnipotent governor Dave. Sage! Also respect our heroic participating citizens!"

Everyone in the restaurant, including Dick Boris and Tios, raised their glasses, and the guests at the neighboring table specially came over to clink with them and said, “Congratulations on joining the ranks of Dionia citizens! This is definitely a The right decision!"

Dick Boris looked at him with surprise: "Have you heard?"

The man blinked: "Otherwise, why do you think I am a Corinthian?"

Tios said with a smile at the moment: "We have ushered in such a good news after we made the decision. This is the arrangement of the goddess of fate!"

"Yes." Dick Boris nodded in agreement.

"Cheers!" Several wooden cups touched together and the wine splashed.