ancient greece mediterranean ruler

Chapter 1260 Entrance Ceremony ([-])
But the representative of Olympia did not dare to shout loudly. He could not forget the terrible scene of Dionia's army surrounding the city of Olympia a few years ago. For fear of angering Dionia in this public place and bringing disaster to Olympia again, he could only remind him in a low voice. Representatives of surrounding city-states, hoping to attract their attention, jointly protested to Dionia.

However, these representatives either said that this ceremony was meaningful and worth seeing, or they pretended not to hear it.Even if someone agrees with his statement, they have not made it clear that they will protest to Dionia.The entire venue gradually became quiet under the supervision and reminders of the Dionia audience and athletes.

Not long after, "Dang!...Dang!...Dang!..." The powerful and thick bells reached the main arena, making the people of Dionysia look solemn.

The place where the bells rang - the Hill of the Gods - was already surrounded by many devout followers of Hades.When the nine bells rang, the old Plessinas walked out of the main temple tremblingly, holding high the torch lit by the holy fire. They all sang the hymn of Hades devoutly, and the whole inner city I was immediately immersed in the light and melodious singing.

At this time, Sekerian, wearing a pure white singlet, came forward with a solemn expression.

Plesinas said gently: "General, please take it!"

Sekerian didn't say much, just nodded heavily, then solemnly took the burning torch with both hands, turned around and ran down the mountain.

Thurii people stood densely on both sides of the road, forming a human-shaped corridor leading directly to the main arena.While they sang, they watched excitedly as Sekerian ran forward holding the torch high.

Sekerian, who quickly ran down the mountain, handed the torch to Tegetus who was waiting, and Tegetus continued to run to the next torch bearer...

It is about six miles from the main temple of Hades to the main arena. Even if the torchbearers run at full strength, it will take a while to arrive.The hosts in the arena used this time to introduce the heroic deeds of the torchbearers to the audience who could not see the torch relay, and their heroic deeds are actually a war history of Dionia from weak to strong , which made the Dionian audience excited when they relived the history, and also made foreign people, envoys, and athletes who heard this for the first time sigh.

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"...The last hero who entered the main arena holding a torch was Brutus Max. He was a Roman and later a citizen of Dionia.

In the Greek War that broke out in the 24th year of the Kingdom (370 BC), the Dionian army and the Spartan coalition fought a decisive battle on the Tegea plain. Due to the sudden rebellion of the Tegea people, as an offensive The main force, the First Army, was attacked from the front and rear by the Spartan coalition forces. The situation was very critical. However, the soldiers of the First Army fought bloody battles and withstood the fierce attack of the Spartan warriors. They persisted until the arrival of reinforcements, and finally reversed the situation. War situation.However, the losses of the First Army were quite heavy. When cleaning the battlefield after the battle, the medical staff unexpectedly discovered that Max was still alive.

The squadron led by the squadron leader of the First Army was at the forefront of the battle. All the soldiers in the squadron died heroically, but the squadron leader fell in the center of the square, next to the team flag. There was a circle of Spartan warriors lying around, and he himself was covered in blood, fell into a coma, and even his limbs were incomplete. After many rescues by doctors, and with the blessing of Hades, he finally came to life...

After hearing his deeds, the great Majesty Davos was very moved and immediately appointed him as the hero of the kingdom. However, his injury was too serious. Even if the triumphal ceremony of this war was held a year later, he would not be able to attend!But today, he will hold a torch and use the holy fire to light the altar on the field. This is to remind the audience here not to forget that it was the bloodshed and sacrifice of these Dionian soldiers on the battlefield that led to the establishment of the Greek Alliance!Only then can there be peace in mainland Greece!That’s why we have today’s grand sports meeting celebration!So we should be devoutly grateful to warriors like Max! "

After several pre-rehearsals, the experienced hosts controlled the time very well, so not long after they finished speaking, a figure appeared at the entrance of the arena.

Brutus Max was once a handsome Roman youth. He is only in his 30s now, but he has completely lost his former appearance. His left cheek looks like he was bitten by something. There is a big piece missing, even the left eye is gone, the right hand is missing at the shoulder, the left leg seems to be shortened, and it is limping when running, and the amplitude is very large... The whole person looks quite scary.

But the Dionian audience all stood up in unison and applauded with solemn expressions. Nearly half of these Dionian audiences were Turiyi people. Almost all of them shed tears and cried uncontrollably because they saw Marx. It made them involuntarily think of their relatives who died or were injured in the Greek war.

This scene made the envoys of the Greek city-states unable to help but feel moved, and they all stood up and applauded him.

Ipamironda sighed: "The Kingdom of Dionia admires citizens who fight bravely so much, how can their citizens not fight bravely! This is the fundamental reason why the Dionia army is strong! "

"After seeing this, we should feel more relieved!" Lycomedes also sighed: "Because as long as Dionia remains strong, the Greek Alliance can exist for a longer time!"

Among the very few people who did not stand up and applaud, the most obvious one was Agesilaus, because in the host's speech just now, the Spartan warrior seemed to have become an evil existence, but Agesilaus was already in his seventies. Silas did not feel any anger. He knew clearly that the rise and fall of a city-state has always been about the winner and the loser. If Sparta won the Battle of Tegea in the end, it may be a different situation today, but it is true. Because countless Deorian soldiers like Max fought bravely, the military plan he tried his best to draw up ultimately failed, so he looked at the staggering figure on the track in silence, with a rather complicated mood...

Davos and his family also stood up. They all looked solemn and clapped silently. The corners of the eyes of several women such as Kristoya and Cynthia were wet, and even Ai Dui's voice was choked with sobs...

Plato and Xenophon, who had been debating endlessly before, both kept silent knowingly. They already knew that Davos's adopted son Adoris died in the Battle of Tegea. Obviously, the torchbearer who entered the arena let The royal family members of Dionia recalled that painful past again.

At this moment, Max's condition is a bit bad. Not only is his body mutilated, but his body covered by a white singlet is also scarred. The two most important injuries are that his left and right lungs were stabbed by Spartan soldiers' spears. Wearing will lead to a great decrease in lung function. If you exercise for a little longer, you will feel that your breath is not enough and it is difficult to support it.

The preparatory team discovered this problem and considered replacing the candidate, but Max repeatedly promised Clotokatax that "he will definitely be able to complete the task."After several rehearsals, he did persevere, so whether it was for political reasons or personal emotional reasons, Clotokatax would never change the person who lit the altar fire.

But today is different from the usual rehearsals. Thousands of spectators are watching and accompanied by thunderous applause. The passion in Max’s heart, which has been worse than death in the past few years, is ignited by the fierce atmosphere of the stadium: Yes, he is carrying the burden of The expectations of the families of the hundreds of comrades who died in Tegea will ignite this sacred fire so that their brave and fearless souls will be praised by the people of the entire Mediterranean!
His heart was beating violently, his steps were speeding up unconsciously, and the consumption of his whole body was obviously higher than usual rehearsals. Max was out of breath, his eyes were black, and his body was shaking. It seemed that every step he took might cause him to fall. fall.

Hold on Marx, you must hold on!Your comrades are watching you at the Elysee, waiting for the great moment when you light the flame!There are still dozens of meters to go, so keep on holding on! ! ...Max kept cheering himself up, suppressing the nervousness rising in his heart.

At this time, the entire venue suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes were focused on the swaying torchbearer on the track. The distance of tens of meters seemed very short, but seemed very long to him.

Even Davos couldn't help but grasp the railings of the stands, and Clotokatax had his worry written on his face: So far, everything in the opening ceremony has gone smoothly, but if Max falls, the flame will even go out. , then all previous efforts will be in vain, and the novel opening ceremony of the Dionysian Games will also become a laughing stock.

But Clotokatax did not regret at this moment that he chose Max as the candidate to light the altar. In order to encourage him and himself, he even cursed in his heart: "Those who died fighting for the First Legion" brother!For my big brother!Max, hold on the fuck! …

The prayers of thousands of Dionian viewers seemed to have no effect, and Max's body shook even more.Just when everyone couldn't bear to watch anymore, the boy holding the sign standing at the front of the referee team suddenly handed the raised wooden sign to Kalsidis behind him, and then ran towards Max quickly.

Immediately afterwards, another placard-holding boy who was not far away also ran over.

Two flawless teenagers supported a disabled veteran and jogged together towards the altar in the center of the field. This harmonious scene immediately aroused enthusiastic applause from the audience outside the field, and also made a few viewers feel gloomy. .

(End of this chapter)