spartan ancestor

The residence of the Oripontide family.

For the first time, the huge training ground that has been opened up for a long time but never used is overcrowded.

Old Kesang rode a tall horse and stepped onto the low but spacious wooden platform.Cleo came up after him, followed by four Helos who hung their heads in awe.

They carried a marble statue, and only after Old Kesang stood still, they carefully placed the statue behind Old Kessan. Even though they were careful enough, the one closest to Cleo was still kicked by Cleo, He kicked the center of the mouth hard, kicked it flying, rolled twice on the wooden platform, and groaned in pain.

"...?!" The army gathered under the stage was in commotion for a moment.

Before Apollo brought God's punishment on the festival, not many people dared to treat Helots like before. At first glance, when Cleo kicked Helots in public, they stretched their necks subconsciously, some frowned, some opened their eyes. big eyes.

"Warriors," Old Kesang rode on his horse with his head held high, "I've lived in this world for decades without knowing what to do, and it wasn't until a few days ago that an oracle came to me that I realized Now, what a mistake I have made, what a mistake we have made!"

"?" The person who was frowning also widened his eyes.

Another oracle?

What's going on this year, it's been raining again and again, and the oracle is constantly coming.

"In the past, we believed in Zeus, Ares, Athena... We believed in many gods that we had never met. We believed that the city-state of Sparta was built under the watchful eye and protection of these gods." Old Xan Turned the horse's head and turned around, "But today, I want to tell you, no!"

He raised his arms: "We think Apollo will protect and guide us, how many celebrations we hold for him, how many temples we build, but how does he respond to our beliefs? Let us, the most traditional soldiers Die under his might!"

"Soldiers! Think about this question. If Sparta was established under the blessing of Apollo, then our tradition is the will of Apollo. Why did Apollo send divine punishment and slap himself in the face? Woolen cloth?"

"Because we believe in the wrong god!"

There was an uproar in the training ground.

The piety of the Spartans was as famous in the Mediterranean as their military will, at least most of them were.When Old Kesang said this, he simply denied their lifelong beliefs. Some of the people in the audience even showed anger, and almost cursed "How dare you blaspheme the gods".

Old Kesang said even louder: "I know! You are right to be angry and disbelieving, because just a few days ago, I was also a devout believer and believed in Apollo. Until the great West Wind God Zephyrus personally Come down to me and tell me all the truth - Sparta was built under his protection, Apollo is just a shameless thief who stole the fruit that should belong to him! Warriors! Look up, behold Look at the dark clouds in the sky, the biggest evidence is above your heads, right in front of your eyes, who called this rain to moisten the parched land?"

Old Kesang spurred his horse, moved aside, and showed the full view of the statue behind him: "It's Zephyrus, the god of the west wind! Apollo came to Sparta and took the lives of our soldiers. The god of the west wind came to Sparta, But it brought us rain, isn't this enough to prove that who is the god who created us?"

The rolling thunder finally pierced through the clouds and hit everyone's ears clearly, and the torrential rain poured down again.

Old Kesang raised his spear: "Argyad family! A heresy sent by Apollo! Old Argiad wants to take away the land passed down from our ancestors. The blood of the royal family. Now, Hyacinths wants to promote the equal rights of Helotes, border people and Spartan people? Such a family full of dissent is not worthy of being the royal family of Sparta, and Zephyr will never allow Apollo to send heresy, destroy Sparta!"

He took a deep breath and said loudly: "Listen! The oracle from the West Wind God!"

The marble statue moved in full view, its pure white body covered with gray mist like a dark cloud, and then a voice was sent to everyone's ears by the west wind along with the sound of thunder and rain: "Sparta wants to To go to glory, it is bound to pour the land with blood."

Without looking at the expressions of the people below, Old Kesang knew that his incitement had succeeded.

It's not because of how much these people believe in his words, or how devout they are to the manifesting God of West Wind, but because these people essentially share the same interests and needs as him.

He was riding on a horse, showing a somewhat arrogant and disdainful expression in the rain, condescendingly looking down at these people whose thoughts he had seen through.

These are the soldiers that his companions have carefully selected over the past few decades, recruiting soldiers under his command from aristocratic families of all sizes.Their family background fundamentally determines that these people will be his most natural allies.

No aristocrat wants to be deprived of the benefits they have at hand, and accept that the dog that was crawling under their feet is equal to them. All they lack is a justifiable reason.

And just now, he had already sent this reason to them.

So everything became logical, and the musicians from the ancient noble family personally blew the Aros, and they marched amidst the sound of thunder and rain, rushing into the settlement of the Arquid family.

"Old Una is very smart. He probably sensed something was wrong in the morning's discussion, so he actually recruited the army." A senior veteran rode on a horse, glanced at the soldiers who were handing over soldiers, and then rode close to Old Kesang. , lowered his voice, "I have distributed armor and weapons to the mercenaries who can arrive, and now they are mixed in the army. Don't worry, I have already told them the mission-kill everyone in the Yakiade family, burn The home of the Argiade family. There are about a hundred mercenaries, and I sent them to guard the front and rear doors to block the way of Yacinthos and the others."

"Where are the people we left in the Senate?" Old Xan asked. "Have you controlled old Tieleo and those old fellows? They definitely won't want us to succeed."

The elder raised his brows: "We've been planning for so long, and there will be mistakes here? Those old guys count one by one, and they have all been drugged, and now they are in prison."

Old Kesang smiled meaningfully: "That's right. Don't kill them, we are reasonable people."

Elder: "Of course, but to be on the safe side, you and I are very sad to have to destroy their arms that hold weapons, and their feet that can escape... Oh Apollo! What is that!?"

The habit of more than 60 years made this veteran who had just converted his belief subconsciously call out Apollo’s name, but no one at the scene was in the mood to correct him—even more companions screamed and joined him:

"Tiger! How could there be so many tigers in the Acropolis?! Who let them in, Apollo! How could someone be blind enough to let such a big tiger in?!"

"Wolf! Apollo, come help! Why are there wolves here?!"

"Ah! My eyes! Damn eagle!"

More than 30 strong and vigorous gray wolves rushed into the crowd like a small whirlwind, taking advantage of the rain and fog. Kesang's army was not at all wary that they had to deal with not only the enemy, but also the enemy 'wolves' and enemy 'tigers'...

More birds of prey rushed into the battlefield, flying in the sky and scurrying in the ground. They blocked the eagles and vultures that swooped in and pecked at their eyes, but they couldn't stop the dexterous hunters on the ground who bit their ankles fiercely.

Ai Zhi swung the spear and sent the point of the spear into the enemy's chest. When kicking the man away, he couldn't hold back: "I'm sorry Your Majesty, I know this is not a good time, but I want to ask more than 30 wolves??"

How did you manage it? ?Although he has never been in His Majesty Una's private courtyard, he has seen it from a distance from the outside. To be honest, it is very difficult to raise five or six wolves, not to mention that His Highness Jacintos stuffed one into it recently. Light-haired pig.

His Majesty Una accurately grabbed the enemy's long sword with his left hand, and with an ax in his right hand, knocked over the waste that had knocked on the door. During the violent movements, he only glanced at Ai Zhi briefly: "Have you ever raised a wolf?"

Ai Zhi: "..."

Excuse me.

He, how, possibly, raised wolves? !

His Majesty Una also realized the mistake of his question, and changed his words: "Have you never raised a dog?"

This one has been raised.But Aizhi didn't have a chance to respond, he pursed his lips tightly, and suddenly possessed himself, holding the spear with both hands, slashing the rain curtain fiercely like a whip, and lashing towards the ankles of the enemies who rushed side by side.

"Dogs can't just stay in the courtyard." His Majesty Una knocked over a lightly armored soldier casually, "Why do you think I never let people into the backyard?"

Norm: "?"

Wasn't it because it was the place where General Oss's mother often stayed, so he didn't want outsiders to step into this place where the memories of his lover were sealed?

His Majesty Una backhanded the axe, and the strong shock knocked the soldiers behind him back staggeringly: "There is a tunnel in there. It leads to Mount Parnon."

By the time Jacintos was seven or eight years old, his backyard could no longer hold the critters.

Considering that if these animals were directly slaughtered and stewed, it might hurt the glass heart of the youngest son, His Majesty Una secretly opened a road in his backyard with a loving father in his heart.

This tunnel leads all the way to a mountain stream in Mount Parnon. Normally, His Majesty Una often uses this tunnel to visit small animals such as tigers or lionesses on the mountain, and occasionally watch the childhood Yacintos pouting on the mountain. Fat ass, trying to ambush some beast.

As time went by, his backyard was not even big enough for the animals Jacintos caught to sleep—after all, these animals had males and females, and there was a litter of cubs at once. Go to Mount Parnon to consolidate the achievements of domestication, especially the leaders of some group animals.

Basically, it can be said that the wild boars Jacintos trained in the trial grounds may have brothers, sisters or uncles who walked out of his backyard.

Amidst the rain, the strongest of the gray wolves suddenly stopped, raised its head and let out a long howl, which aroused the response of the pack.

The howling of the wolves broke the rain curtain and passed it on.

after a few seconds.

In the direction of Mount Parnon: "Woo—"

The sound seemed to come from all directions, and even Noam couldn't help turning his gaze to the source of the sound, only to see a large cloud of gray suddenly gushing out from the distant mountains, passing over the bare rock like a shadow , ran down the mountain: "..."

Ai Zhi: "..."

Don't know what to say.

All in all it's terrible.

The author has something to say: This is the second update~