ancient greece mediterranean ruler

Chapter 341 Military Training
Subsequently, the other four people also got out of the car and moved forward.

People coming from the south have to pass through the Krati River. There are two ways to enter the city of Turiyi: First, enter the southern city of Turiyi and take a boat from the dock to the dock of the main city of Turiyi on the other side. This is mainly applicable to Dai Dai. Onian citizens and visiting envoys from other city-states, etc.; secondly, like Chaldeas, pass through the wooden bridge to the west outside the south city to reach the delta at the confluence of the two rivers, then cross the wooden bridge to reach the north bank of the Craty River. Finally enter the main city.

After passing the checkpoint, Nick Stratus and the three of them got on the wooden bridge. Lycasus was not as reserved as his teacher. He stamped his feet curiously, patted the bridge railings, and stretched his neck from time to time to watch the ships pass under the bridge. Passed... Suddenly he shouted: "Look what they are doing?!"

Nick Stratus looked in the direction of his finger. Not far from the bridge, there was a group of teenagers swimming in the river. They were not playing in the water, but lined up in several teams, one after another, vying to swim from the north bank. To the south bank and back.The Greeks are a people of the sea, and there are many people who are good at water. However, it is still relatively rare for every child to wear leather armor and have exciting swimming scenes.

"Is this a competition?" Stasypus said uncertainly.

"They are in military training." A middle-aged man next to him who had broken his right arm and was lying on the bridge railing for a long time interjected.

Stasippus looked him up and down and asked curiously: "Military training?"

"They are all students of Turui School. According to the requirements of the "Dionian Education Law", in addition to learning knowledge, they also need to undergo military training..." The middle-aged man explained.

"It's too cruel for such a young child to be forced to do such a dangerous sport! What if they are exhausted and drown?! What if they are hit by a boat?!" Nick Stratus dissatisfied said.

In fact, not only were there instructors accompanying them in the river, but there were also several boats parked on the river, ready for rescue at any time.But the middle-aged man did not explain much, but said calmly: "The vicious enemy does not let anyone go just because of his young age. Only through strict training can we kill the enemy when we go to the battlefield, instead of being killed by the enemy." die."

Nick Stratus was speechless for a moment and simply walked away quickly. The men of Dionia, whether they were young or middle-aged, spoke with an aura that disgusted him. No wonder some people called Dionia People are called "Little Stars", and their actions are indeed cruel!

The middle-aged man ignored the departure of these foreigners and continued to pay attention to the children's training in the river. It was not until the instructor recruited them all ashore that he leisurely crossed the bridge and went down to the river beach.

"Hey, Pariandolos, my brother!" An instructor saw him and enthusiastically came forward to hug him. Both of them were soldiers of the Amyntas Battalion of the First Legion, so the fighting friendship is naturally deep. : "Your child performed well as usual and won first place in his group in the armed swimming training today!" the instructor praised without hesitation.

"I saw it all from the bridge."

"Let me tell you, Pariandorus, you have been so concerned about your child's military training performance recently. Are you going to let him succeed you as an adult and become a Dionian Legion soldier?" the instructor said jokingly.

Unexpectedly, Pariandoros nodded seriously: "I want him to join the First Legion."

The instructor was stunned for a moment, and then persuaded him: "My brother, although Patroclus has performed well, he has not fought for several years now. The number of legion reserve troops exceeds [-]. It is not so easy to enter the first legion." . And he is still dissatisfied. Even if he reaches the age of military service, the team officers will not be so eager to send recruits like him to the battlefield. They should let him first train himself into a qualified legionnaire in the reserve team. Bar."

Pariandolos thought for a while and admitted that the instructor was right. He was still a little worried and asked: "I don't know the current situation of the legion. Do you think it will take Patroclus to enter the reserve team in the future? How long will it take to join the official team?" Legion? Especially the First Legion?"

The instructor smiled: "You, you should spend more time with the old brothers of the First Legion, especially our old captain Amyntas, he is the most nostalgic. Do you know, he was just appointed this year? Commander of the Second Legion, if your son wants to join the Second Legion, it’s all a matter of his words. Even if you insist on letting Patroclus join the First Legion, with the friendship between Amyntas and Antonios, the commander of the First Legion, , it’s just a matter of his words.”

Pariandoros listened silently to the suggestions of his comrades.Indeed, since he was injured, he has had much less contact with his comrades and team officers. Now for the sake of his children, he should make some changes.

"By the way, haven't you been studying in school recently, preparing to take the Tuliyi assessment and serve as the village chief? How are you studying now?" The instructor suddenly remembered and asked curiously.

Pariandoros smiled bitterly: "I didn't know a word before, but now that I'm older and my memory is not good, just memorizing those letters is enough to give me a headache..."

"Then you have to work harder. I'm still waiting for you to enter the Senate in the future and take more care of us old comrades!" the instructor said jokingly.

Pariandorus smiled rarely.

"Father!" Patroclus, who had already changed his clothes, came over.

"School is over already?"

Patroclus nodded. He was almost 17 years old and was taller than Pariandorus. Although he was not as strong as the instructor, his body was well-proportioned and strong. For students like him who were about to reach adulthood, the school had afternoon classes. It is no longer ordinary sports competitions and military training, but more rigorous and close to actual combat exercises to prepare for entering the military service.

"Pariandorus, don't forget what I told you." The instructor reminded loudly when he saw the father and son walking away.

Pariandorus waved gratefully.

"Father, what did you tell the instructor?" Patroclus asked curiously.

"About your joining the First Legion..." Pariandoros told his son truthfully.

Patroclus blew a long whistle: "I heard Stifros say that it is impossible for a recruit like me to join the First Legion from the beginning. But I believe that no matter which legion I am in, I will become a triumphant The one holding the flag at the ceremony!”

Pariandorus patted the child on the shoulder happily. Although Patroclus had an out-of-touch personality, he was an extremely confident child.

As the father and son left the academy, Patroclus suddenly stopped and shouted: "Hey, Cynthia!"

Cynthia, who was going home with her classmates, turned back and smiled at him.

Patroclus winked: "The hairband on your head is loose."

Cynthia reached out to touch her hair and realized that she had been deceived. She immediately spat and cursed: "Disgusting Palo!"

Patroclus laughed and stared, watching Cynthia walk away before looking back.

How could Pariandoros not understand his son's thoughts as a person who had experienced it? It's just that most people in Turiyi knew the identity of the girl - the adopted daughter of the consul Davos, and he was just Dio who had just obtained citizenship. For ordinary citizens of Nigeria, the status gap between the two sides is huge.It's just that his son has a stubborn personality and has had his own ideas since he was a child. It's hard for him to say anything. He just hopes that this is just the child's simple liking. When he grows up, everything will change.

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Cynthia said goodbye to her girlfriend and walked into her home.

The house slave quickly came over and took her schoolbag, and she immediately saluted him to express her gratitude.

Today, Davos's mansion has been expanded than before and is divided into three courtyards: front, middle and back.The front yard is the residence of ordinary slaves, and the stables are also here; the middle yard is where Davos's office and meetings are held, and there are also bedrooms for slave stewards and office staff; the backyard is the residence of Davos and his family.

Cynthia walked straight forward, and wherever she went, the slaves saluted her one after another, and Cynthia returned the salute one by one.This is Davos's family rule. Although Cynthia doesn't understand it, she has formed a habit.

After entering the middle courtyard, she also met Aristelas face to face.Cynthia was more afraid of her father's follower. She always felt that his pair of black and white eyes seemed to have some kind of magic power and could see through people's hearts.In comparison, among Davos's entourage, she prefers the former scribe Aristocrates. Unfortunately, he has become a citizen of Dionia, and at the suggestion of Davos, passed the alliance's Assessment, has become a judge in Thurii Court.

Cynthia pushed open the room in the backyard, and a familiar voice came: "Oh, Cynthia is back!"

Kristoya stood by the garden and looked at her with a smile. Azuna was bending over to weed the flowers.

"Mother!" Cynthia exclaimed, ran forward and gave Kristoya a hug.After several years of getting along day and night, the sexy, elegant, and kind woman in front of her has replaced the gradually fading image of her mother in her mind.

"Be gentle! You reckless little guy, don't scare your sister!" Christoya subconsciously covered her already protruding belly and flicked Cynthia's forehead angrily.

"Sister, I apologize for disturbing your sleep!" Cynthia said funnyly, leaning against Kristoya's belly.

Then, she suddenly shouted in surprise: "She kicked me! Mother, sister, she kicked me!"

"Yes, I feel it too!" Kristoya also looked happy. This was her second pregnancy. She didn't know whether she was pregnant with a boy or a girl. But after having little Chloe, she was focused on She wanted to have a daughter, so she told everyone she was pregnant with a girl. This was the first time she felt fetal movement.

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