Davos and Cristoia assigned a mansion whose original owner belonged to Marcellis, the former consul of Amendolara, along with Marcellis' two children: a six-year-old daughter Cynthia, a three-year-old son Adoris.
After Kristoia learned the news in the afternoon, she immediately asked for a few slaves from Mersis and hurried to Marcellis' house. By the time Davos returned to his new home, the house was basically cleaned up. But he didn't have time to appreciate his new home. He even took a few bites of bread in a hurry and met the two children who were about to adopt. The two children hid nervously behind Cristoia to peek at him, The only twenty-one-year-old Christoya has initially won the trust of the two orphans.
Before he could speak, Asisters rushed to say, "Bagul has brought it here."
Davos hurriedly asked Asisters to bring people to the side room.
After being starved for a day, Bagule was taken to the side room with his hands tied behind his back. He simply fell to the ground motionless. His physical weakness and mental despair made him no longer have any hope of living.
At this time, he heard a low voice: "This is the son of the Lucanian leader Vespa, the warrior Bagul that the Lucanians called?"
Another voice answered: "Yes, Archon."
"Why does it look like a dead dog?" Hearing the ridicule of the person who came, Bagule remained motionless, not even blinking his eyelids.
"Thank goodness Andrea praised me for being a warrior. Hehe, he didn't even dare to look at me." The person continued to mock.
This time, Bagul opened his eyes, and what entered his eyes was a man younger than the person who brought him just now. He was a little surprised, because he clearly heard that he was called a consul.
"Ann... How's Andrea?" His hoarse and weak voice was full of concern.
Davers didn't make fun of him anymore, but stepped forward and said seriously, "She's fine, but she's been begging me to let you out, she wants to be with you."
Bagule closed his eyes, and his blood-stained, black-stained face showed a look of extreme pain. He suddenly turned over, and his chest began to rise and fall sharply...
After a long time, he opened his eyes, and looked at Davos with tearful eyes: "...Go out? Can you let us go out?! Will you give us freedom?!"
"What do you think?" Davos sneered: "Think about everything you did in Amendolara, massacred Amendolara citizens, insulted Amendolara women, and forced Amendolara people to do heavy labor. , detain them in a narrow space, and give them only a small amount of water... In less than half a year, the number of citizens of Amendolara has dropped sharply from 1,500 to 500. This is all you and you. The sins committed by the tribesmen! Amendolara, old and young, women and children, up and down, can’t wait to eat your flesh and drink your blood! You think you can escape this punishment!!”
Davos's words were like a gust of wind blowing out the candle in Bagule's eyes. He lay on the ground as stiff as a puppet, and despair shrouded his face again.
"But—" Davos changed the conversation: "I, Davos, the new life-long consul of Amendolara will never agree to kill for revenge for killing! Of course, the sins committed by the Lucanians must be repaid, But I hope it's another way."
Bagule's eyes regained some vigour, he looked up at Davos, and couldn't wait to ask, "In what way?"
"The men of your tribe have all become city-state slaves in Amendolara! Usually they are responsible for building roads, repairing city walls, digging canals, repairing farmland, grazing cattle and sheep... As auxiliary soldiers in wartime, they accompany citizens on expeditions!" Davos stared at bagul.
Bagul was silent for a while. In fact, they treated the people of Amendolara in the same way after they occupied Amendolara. God Asinu, this is really retribution! But what he worries most is not the men in the clan: "What about the women?"
"Of course they are also city-state slaves. They can go shearing wool, learn to weave, and hit olives... As for the underage girls and widows among them, the soldiers under my command, the new citizens of Amendolara will marry them!" Diver Stressing the volume on the last sentence.
When Bagule heard the words, he turned over and sat up, looking at Davos in disbelief: "Isn't it a concubine?!"
"Yes, it's my wife!" Davos said with certainty: "This is my sincerity! I ask you and your people to serve Amendolara as slaves for five years with sincerity. Any citizen's insults to you, You must all suffer in silence. Of course, if a city-state citizen attempts to attack you, he will be severely punished. But if your people flee or attack a city-state citizen, escape one and I will execute ten Lucanians! Injuring one citizen, I will also execute ten of your clansmen!" Having said this, Davos's expression was a bit hideous.
Bagul was silent for a while, and then asked in a low voice, "What about five years later?"
"Five years later, all of you will become free citizens. If you want to become citizens of Amendolara, you can apply to the city-state. If you want to return to your hometown, we will not stop you, but I think at that time, you may not want to leave. Davos said confidently: "In addition, if you perform well, such as assisting citizens to win the war, repairing a good road in a short period of time... etc., then the five-year period can be reduced..."
Bagul's expression at this time was much more lively than the lifeless look when he came in before. After all, he could imagine the joy in his heart from doomed to death to the hope of freedom, and he felt that the new consul was very interested in him. The goodwill of the Lucanians would not have allowed their soldiers to marry Lucanian women, making them relatives with the captives. So, he said: "I personally agree with your proposal, and I have to go back to discuss with the clan, especially my father. After obtaining their consent, are we going to sign an agreement?"
"Agreement?" Davers sneered: "There is no agreement here, only an agreement."
"What!!" Bagul was taken aback, and he could only rely on a few words from the other party in matters related to the life and death of his tribe.
"Don't you know that all the citizens of Amendolara want you to be executed, I am the only one who disagrees. (In fact, the new citizens have no ill will towards the Lucanians. After all, they are not victims, but victors and beneficiaries.) In this case. I can only slowly convince them that your good performance and time will wear off their hatred. You are not qualified to sign an agreement with me now, either believe me or go back and continue to be imprisoned until you die! "Davers said sternly.
Bagule's face was gray and he said in a hoarse voice: "You are too young... why should we... "
Davos said confidently: "Why? Just because I am the commander of the defeated Lucania coalition, the soldiers trust me, because I have always kept my promise! And as the life-long consul of Amendolara, the people also Trust me as I promise to bring safety to Amendolara so that it never suffers disaster again!"
Bagule looked up at Davos in a daze. The strength in Davos' eyes and the frankness in his words made Bagule choose to submit. He said in a deep voice, "I will go back and discuss with the clansmen. If we agree, Hope you can keep your promise!"
"Of course! In fact, at a certain time, those citizens who become relatives of your tribe will take the initiative to ask for your freedom." A smile appeared on Davos' face.
Bagul heard the words, but didn't speak any more, relying on women to fight for their freedom, for these Lucanian warriors, it is really a shame, but who told them to lose this war!
After Bagul left, Davos said to Asisters, who was silent on the side: "Tomorrow, you are responsible for bringing Bagul to the place where the women of Lucaria are imprisoned, and let him choose to marry the soldiers. women, and then get someone to dress them up. At the same time you have your uncle Antonios, and Capps, your officers, to incite the soldiers who are still single to go to the senate to demand that they marry Lucanian women. !"
"Are the soldiers willing to marry these native wives?" Asisters asked curiously.
"So you're going to spread rumors that Lucanian women are tall, fit, and hard-working..."
"Are these... true?" Asistes asked suspiciously. You must know that the Greeks advocate "human body beauty", and "physical fitness" alone can attract the attention of many Greek men.
"Of course it's true. You think that the Lucanians live in the mountains, climb up and down every day, and exercise all the time. Moreover, they are famous for their livestock in Greater Greece, and the Lucanian beef cattle they produce are used by the city-states of Greater Greece. The best offerings for the Temple of Zeus, they eat more meat, we eat more grains, do you think who will grow taller?!..." Davos explained very seriously.
Recalling the captured Lucanians, Asisters nodded suddenly.
"In addition, marrying Lucania women, and the city-state (in fact, he himself came up with it temporarily, and has not yet brought it to the Senate) preferential bill, 'If they occupy the land in the Lucania region in the future, they will have priority Allocate or allocate more land. Because they are the sons-in-law of the Lucanians, it is easier to get along with the locals'." Davers further increased the weight of attracting soldiers.
"I'll do this tomorrow." Hearing this, even Asisters was a little moved, but he was still a little puzzled: "Lord Davos, I still don't understand, these Lucanians They have become our captives, and it is a matter of course for them to be slaves, why is it so troublesome? What promises should I discuss with them?"
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