Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece - Chapter 134

[Chapter 33 The Slave Storm]

A few days later, Kunogolata, who was resting in bed, heard something: some of the slaves in the Turii quarry rioted, overthrew the guards guarding them, and fled Turii, and some of the slaves actually fled to Amen Dolara asked for protection, and the envoy of Turii arrived later, asking Amendolara to send the slaves back.

At the moment in the Senate of Amendolara, the envoys of Turii and representatives of the fugitive slaves were glaring.

Plessinas, the new general of Turii, if Kunogolata was here, he would have recognized this man as one of the chief instigators of the people of Turii to expel him, and now he faces Amendor The elders of Lara scolded loudly: “Amendolara is an ally of Turii, is this how you treat the envoys of the allies?! Let a low-status slave stand with the noble general of Turui, this It’s a humiliation to Turiel! If Amendolara does not respond in good faith to Turiel’s request, Turiel will reconsider the covenant with Amendolara!”

As soon as he said this, he sat on the wooden chair of the venue. The elders were in an uproar.

At this time, Inspector Antonios stood up and said, “Dear Turii messenger, we haven’t started discussing about Turiyi’s request. I didn’t expect that, as soon as you came in, you took the initiative to walk to the center of the venue. I forgot to remind you. , your position is here.” Antonios pointed to a position on the side of the party in front of the venue: “I think the noble messenger from Turii should know the diplomatic etiquette of the city-state better than we do. The envoy of the state should keep quiet.” The

elders let out a burst of laughter.

Plessinas was not embarrassed at all, he pointed at the slave regardless, and continued to say loudly: “I have never heard of a slave being an observer when discussing major issues between city-states! Amendolara What a sacred place the senate of the city-state is, how could a lowly slave be desecrated!”

“This is because, as the representative of the fugitive slaves to Amendolara, the demands he made relate to Amendolara and Turii, and I think it is necessary to let him speak his demands again, and let us noble ones come A fair discussion to judge whether his request is reasonable. So, respectful envoy of Turii, are you going to stand there all the time, so that our meeting cannot officially start?!” Davos, who was sitting in the front and middle of the meeting, was calm There was a majesty in his tone, which made Plessinas sit down in his seat angrily.

“Slave, now you can say your request.” The rotating chairman of the Senate – the city administrator Cornerus said loudly.

The slave saluted respectfully and said, “Dear lords, my name is Aristocrates. First of all, I would like to explain that I was not born lowly. My father was a nobleman in Cyrenaica, and he mainly dealt with western Elfion grass, with hundreds of slaves and a large farm. Eight years ago, my father took me on a boat to Olympia to watch the Games, and encountered pirates on the voyage…My father…Father was killed…I was killed by Sold to Turii

…”

Aristocrates took a deep breath,

suppressed the sadness in his heart, and continued: “Despite the misfortune, I don’t complain too much, maybe this is the gods against me. The punishment. In Turii, I dutifully completed the work assigned by the master, and never slack off… Until two months ago, the city-state gathered us and took us to the mercenary camp. Your lord, you stood in front of us, Call us to fight for Turii.” Aristocrates gave Davos another respectful salute: “You also said, ‘As long as we win, we will be free!’ For freedom, never took a weapon We took up arms! For freedom, we who never killed fought against the wicked Lucanians! And it was these wicked Lucanians who defeated Turii, but freedom left us nothing Fear! We fought bravely, and when the war was won, there were only over a thousand of our more than 2,000 slaves left…”

Aristocrates sniffed lightly, causing the new citizens and senators to be in a trance, as if again In the midst of that fierce battle.

“We waited for the exciting moment, but it was cold knives and guns! Turii was saved, and we were escorted back to the dark, damp mines to carry the heavy load of ore. We protested. , but what ushered in was only beatings and fasting… Just when we were desperate, we heard the news that the mercenary slaves who fought with us have now become free people, and may become citizens of the city-state in the future Why are they both slaves and fighting desperately for Turiyi, but there will be two completely different outcomes! So we were unwilling to attack the guards of the mine and escaped here, just to ask your lord, did you Does the oath made in the name of God still count?!”

Aristocrates’ affectionate narration moved the elders present, and the venue fell silent for a while.

Only Plessinas shouted: “He’s lying! They are not the slaves who fought at all!!”

Antonios immediately got up and said: “As to whether they are slaves who fought, we have a way to confirm this question. . Because the freedmen of the city-state fought with them, spent one night and one day together, and got to know them better. I have sent them to the slave prison to identify them, and I request that the representatives of the freedmen enter the Senate to testify .”

“Agree!”

“Agree!!” The

elders all agreed, and Plessinas’ opposition was completely drowned out.

Taking advantage of this free time, Davos looked at this man with a thick beard, a few scars on his face, dark skin, a little rickety, but still vaguely revealing the youthful face of Aristocrates, and asked. : “If you asked me just now, I will answer you in a moment. I want to ask you now, from what you said just now, you are obviously well educated, why did you become a slave of mining?” Like Aristocrates Well-educated slaves, generally priced very high, are never too wasteful to do the dirty and hard work that only ordinary slaves can do.

Aristocrates smiled bitterly: “I was originally bought by a wealthy businessman in Turui to help him manage his vineyard and winery. I did a good job and won his trust. He also said that he would give me freedom… …Unfortunately he died of illness…his wife soon got married again, and my new master gave me free to the city-state of Turii, which was short of mining slaves at the time, so he took me away… …”

There must be some complicated inside story, but seeing Aristocrates’ calm face, he has obviously looked away, Davos said with appreciation: “I think the gods are not punishing you, but exercising You!”

When Aristocrates heard this, his heart suddenly became excited, and he obviously heard something from the words here.

At this time, the representatives of the freedmen entered the venue, and after swearing in the face of the gods, they said the answer: these fugitive slaves really participated in the battle!

Plessinas refused. He stood up and retorted: “It is common for the city-state to let slaves participate in the battle! For example, Sparta often let Heroth fight with them, and they won countless victories. Did Da let Heroth be free? Apparently not! With the years of friendship between Turii and Amendolara and their busy trade during this time, I don’t think Archon Davos could have done that either! Promise, this slave is obviously lying! It is the virtue of the Greeks to return the lost property to the owner! I again ask the Senate of Amendolara to return these slaves who belonged to the property of Turii to Turii!

” Ristocrates’ expression changed slightly and looked at Davos.

Davos looked at the arrogant and tough Plessinas, and sneered in his heart: This Turian was actually threatening him and Amendolara in a subtle way just now!

He stood up and said to Aristocrates with a serious expression: “What you asked me just now, I can answer you. I am Davos. The lifelong consul of Amendolara, the promise made is like a burning hell. Like a fire, it will never go out! Yes, I promise to set you free when the battle is won! Because you are Turii slaves, I asked Burkes to bear witness and let him write my promise on paper , rush back to the city of Turii and ask the generals to sign. UU read www.sonicmtl.com Before the battle, when Burkes came to try to persuade us to return, I reiterated to Burkes my original promise to you, but I didn’t expect that you are still in shackles to this day!” Davos said with a

sad expression, “You saved Turiyi, and Turiyi owes you! You helped the mercenaries, Amendolara. I owe you too! I ask the envoys of

Turii, please give them freedom!” Davos just finished, the elders shouted in unison: “Give them freedom! Since you swear to God, you should give these poor and honorable people. Free slaves, Turii!”

Plessinas looked flustered, and he mocked: “Turiyi has never seen an agreement to give them freedom! Neither have I! Lord Davos, You must be remembering wrong! Yes, you must be remembering wrong!”

Note: Silphion grass, said to be a kind of coniferous pine herb, was rich in the city-state of Cyrenaica in ancient times, as a valuable fodder to promote the fertility of livestock, As well as the condiment of food, the most important thing is that it is said to improve male function, so it is very popular in various countries of the ancient Mediterranean, becoming the pillar industry of Cyrenaica, earning a lot of money, so Cyrenaica It even had its design on the minted coins.

It is a pity that too many males in the Mediterranean needed it, which eventually led to its extinction, and the true silphion is no longer found.