"I'll be like that in the future!" Sekrian shouted confidently, full of longing for the future: "Untie the cable, let's go to the sea!" ”

Lycias also looked at the patrol leader in front of him, and then asked, "Are you citizens of Amendolala?" ”

The captain looked at him and said: "No, we are citizens of the Tua Union!" ”

"Oh, I'm sorry. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Lycias politely asked, "I would like to ask how the Crotone soldiers who were captured by you are doing?" ”

"I can't tell you exactly where they're being held, because it's a military secret!" "But I can tell you that they are all doing well now, and even Master Davers has sent the hospital to treat the wounded soldiers, but if your negotiations fail, their situation may not be so good." I've heard that the Turii senators of the Senate strongly recommend sending them to mine! ”

Lucias was shocked: letting the captives mine is definitely dead or alive! He remembered that after the failure of the Athenian army to attack Sicily's Syracuse, about five or six thousand people were taken prisoner, and finally sent to dig for stones, and after a few years, almost all of them died! This made him feel a little nervous.

After a while, the soldier rode back and whispered in the captain's ear: "Go the farthest way." ”

The captain immediately understood, and said to the Crotone envoys: "The Senate has agreed to meet with you, so let's go." ”

As the group passed through the ruined harbor and entered the city, the Crotone envoys could not believe their eyes: compared to the deserted harbor just now, it was full of people, noisy, men, women, and children. Some are clearing the ashes and carrying rocks and rubble; Others have already begun to re-tamp the land and lay the ground piles according to the instructions of the craftsmen; More people built wooden frames, stones, and bricks by the walls; There are also people who are making mortar, transporting bricks and wood, pushing fresh water...?? The whole of the main city of Turii became a large construction site, where people sweated and rebuilt their homes with such enthusiasm that few of the Crotone emissaries looked up as they passed by.

Although thousands of people were working at the same time, noisy but not disorderly, they were well organized. Lucias noticed that some of the men with red streamers on their heads played a major role in directing and coordinating the operation of the site, and the real presiding officer was a shriveled old man, who was constantly looking around, stopping to check the drawings when he found a problem, and then talking to the people who were surrounding him, and soon someone rushed over to correct it......

"Who is he?" Someone in the Crotone envoy asked curiously.

"Heraclydes, a disciple of the Greek architect Hippodamus." The captain replied.

Heracclyde originally continued to direct the construction of the highway from Amendolara to Turiyi after the construction of the warehouse and hotel in Amendolara. However, after hearing that the Senate was preparing to rebuild Turii, he offered to ask Ying to design and preside over the reconstruction of Turii.

Davers readily agreed, and offered some of his own demands for the construction of the new city of Turiyi.

Heracclyde had mixed feelings about the city in which he lived for twenty years. He was so familiar with it that he could walk through the city with his eyes closed, and he could count the elevation of the terrain and the straightness of the riverbank in every place...... He poured all his emotions into his pen and completed the design drawings of the new city of Turiyi overnight.

Davers was appreciative. Since then, Heraccride has been immersed in the construction site every day, full of energy, meticulously supervising the operation of the reconstruction work, and his enthusiasm for the work has also infected the people who are already rebuilding their homes, and the progress of reconstruction is constantly accelerating.

Of course, the emissaries of Crotone would not have known how respectable the dry and thin old man was now in Turiy, and certainly could not remember who Hippodamus was. They responded politely, turning their attention elsewhere.

Lycias asked, seemingly unintentionally, "I'm afraid there must be more than 40,000 people working here, right?" There shouldn't be so many people in Turiyi, could it be that the Amendorals are among them? ”

"We Amendolala people do have some, but more often than not, freemen and slaves." The captain looked at Lycias, as if he knew what he was thinking, and said without concealing it: "You must wonder why these freemen and slaves work so hard? Not only because they might in the future become inhabitants of the city, but also because the consul, Lord Davers, passed a provisional decree in the Senate that 'the widowed women of Turiy may marry with the freemen, but only if the woman consents.' ’”

"What?!" Lucias was taken aback.

"Crotone, you must know that Turii does not count the citizens who were slaughtered by you after the occupation of Crotone, more than 10,000 citizens died in the war with Lucania before, and the city of Turiyi is almost full of widows, I heard that Turii was also preparing to issue a decree that 'citizens are allowed to marry multiple wives', which shows how many men are in the city of Turii." The captain smiled a hint of nonchalance, "Well, these freedmen are naturally working hard to earn their favor in front of the Turiyi women who are busy rebuilding their homes. You must know that once you succeed in being favored by the Turiyi woman, not only can you marry a wife, but you can also immediately become a Turi reserve citizen, and get a house, although you can't divide the land, as long as you join the army and fight in the future, these are not problems. Speaking of which, these guys are so lucky, there are so many cultured and beautiful Turiyi women to choose from, and I think we were in Amendora in the first place—"

"Captain, don't complain, your wife is a famous beauty in Amendolara, and she is also a Persian beauty, don't you know how much the other citizens envy you!" One soldier couldn't help but say.

"Hah! Ha! Ha! ......" The captain laughed cheekily: "Of course! Of course! My wife is the most beautiful woman in all of Amendolara except for the wife of the Archon! Beautiful and educated! I'm complaining about you guys, not in time for the good times! ”

"My Lucarian woman is very nice! Not only enthusiastic, but also tall and big here......" One of the soldiers patted his chest and said intoxicatedly: "Greek women can't compare at all!" ”

……

A group of soldiers began to argue about whose woman was pretty, and the more they talked, the more vulgar they became, and Lycias was not interested in listening to it anymore.

These edicts of the Tua League were utterly deviant to an orthodox Greek aristocracy like Lycias, and could not have been carried out in Crotone, a city-state that had been established for centuries and whose clan and clan power had become extremely strong. But he had to admit that for the people of Turiyi, who had lost their homes and a large number of able-bodied citizens, it was a good way to quickly boost the strength of the city-state. It's just that Turii, who can quickly regain his strength and regain prosperity, and who is a mortal enemy with Crotone, is definitely not what Lucias wants to see!

Thinking of this, Lycias followed the team out of the city worriedly. On the way to the camp, they "just happened" to see more than a dozen groups of soldiers training: they seemed to be playing a game, about fifty men on each side (in fact, a detachment), they used long wooden sticks with coarse cloth at the end of the spear, crude planks as round shields, the two sides charged and stabbed as if in a real battle, until one side was forced to retreat to the white line drawn with lime powder behind him, the game was over, and the soldiers of the losing side had to crouch down with their hands behind their backs and jump around the field (i.e., frog jump) as punishment.

The scene is quite hot and intense, and at first glance, you can tell that this kind of game is simulating actual combat. Lucias saw several soldiers being stabbed and wounded, and went directly to the field to be bandaged and treated, but the enthusiasm of the soldiers did not diminish at all, and they kept applauding and cheering, vying to get on the field, and the bloody nature and desire to fight of his soldiers can be seen.

Someone in the envoy group asked curiously, "Do you usually train like this?" ”

The patrol leader chuckled: "We practice every five days, and each training has a lot of training items from early morning to evening, and this is just one of the training items that is not too intense. ”

The Crotone of the Emissaries looked at each other, and it was clear that the Tuafan Coalition's military training was significantly more intense than that of the Crotone Citizens, who spent most of their time in the arena.

Lysias didn't fully believe the captain's words, but she could tell that Amendolara's army was a well-trained, battle-hardened force, and that it would not have been possible to defeat Crotone's army so easily, albeit by surprise.

Entering the camp and coming to the central tent, the patrol leader went in to report it, and Lucias and his party waited outside the tent.

At this time, a person came out of the big tent, and Lucias glanced at it, and felt that it was very familiar, and he couldn't remember who it was for a while.

The man didn't expect to meet Lycias at this time, so he was stunned for a moment, then regained his composure, smiled at Lycias, and immediately turned away.

Lycias stared at his back, trying to figure out who he was.

"Your Excellency, please come in!" Behind him came the voice of the patrol leader.

Lycias took his heels, lifted the tabernacle, and entered.

……………………

The patrol leader led the soldiers out of the camp, and his serious expression suddenly turned into a smile: "Brothers, how did I behave just now?" ”

"Captain Olivers, you've behaved so well! Very serious and serious, exactly like the usual two people! One soldier praised.

"I think it's a little close, and there is a joke about a woman in the middle, which is too bad for your identity!" Another soldier raised his own objections.

"What?!" Oliver's eyes widened and he said dissatisfiedly: "Xenotimas, you are very unserious in your mission today, and you must accept punishment!" ”