ancient greece mediterranean ruler

Chapter 548 Riot ([-])

As one of Dionysius's original supporters, Herolis was also invited by Dionysius to move to Ortygia after it became Dionysius's "acropolis". Tigia Island, but he politely declined several times. The reason is: after his ancestors colonized Syracuse, they have lived here for generations, never moved, and have become accustomed to the life here.Moreover, he does not sleep well and is easily awakened by noises. The sound of waves in Ortigia at night is too loud for him to adapt to.

Dionysius did not press any further, but perhaps this was the beginning of his dissatisfaction with Herolis.

Herolis's mansion is not too far from the city hall. He walks on the west side of the square, crosses the street of the theater, and then walks 200 meters west through the wealthy area. His home is located exactly between the civilian area and the wealthy area. Near the junction of human areas.

Philistus strode forward, and the guards carefully guarded him in the center. These guards were all mercenaries. They were rejected and even hated by the people in the city of Syracuse, so they treated Dionysius Very loyal.

The slave who opened the room saw Philistus knocking on the door, and hurriedly welcomed him in, and said: "The master is resting in bed."

"Is Herolis' injury serious?" Philistos asked with concern.

"The master's head was broken and there was a lot of blood! The doctor just came and said that the master needs to rest... Oh, that scene was so terrible! Those thugs who deserve to be sent to hell! Sir, please catch me them!……"

Philistos frowned, he did not answer the request of a lowly slave, but it was not good news for him that Herolis was seriously injured and unable to work.

Arriving in the hall of the main building of the house, Philistos was about to go upstairs.

The slave looked embarrassed, glanced behind him, and said, "Sir, look..."

Philistos was thinking about something just now, and he didn't pay attention for a while, and then he realized: Whether it is a Greek commoner or aristocrat, according to traditional customs, the upstairs of the main building of the residence is the bedroom of the head of the family and his wives. He was allowed to set foot on it, and he himself was a good friend of Herolis. He often came here as a guest, and he had never been upstairs, but today was a special case.

Thinking of this, he turned around and said to the guards who were following him: "You guys wait here, I'll go up there."

The guards hesitated for a moment and agreed. They are all Greeks. Of course they know the Greek traditions. Besides, they have been here many times with Philistos before, and there has never been any trouble.

Philistus was the only one who went upstairs, and the slave did not dare to stop him. He quickly called another slave to receive the 20 guards in the hall, and then took Philistus upstairs.

Of course, Philistus couldn't walk directly into Herolis's bedroom. If there were female servants serving Herolis inside, the situation would be embarrassing.Of course, with his status, it was impossible to act so recklessly, so he asked the slave to go in and report.

"Sir, the master invites you to come in." The slave came out of the bedroom and said respectfully.

Philistos walked in, and just as he stepped through the door, he suddenly caught sight of two black figures on both sides of the door from the corner of his eye. He was startled, and before he had time to react, his arms were clamped hard.

He was shocked and just about to scream, a ball of linen was immediately stuffed into his mouth.

He was pushed to the ground, his hands behind his back were being tied up with ropes, but he was holding his neck and staring straight at the big bed in front of him.

Herolis, who was originally lying on his side on the bed, has turned over and sat up. His movements are so agile that there is no trace of any injury.In fact, there was neither a bandage nor a trace of blood on his head.

Philistus already knew at this moment that he had been fooled.

Herolis looked at him with a complicated expression and said in a deep voice: "Philistus, I'm sorry, for the sake of Syracuse, I can only temporarily imprison you!"

Philistus glared at him and let out a "wuwu" sound from his gagged mouth.

"Help him sit up." Herolis gestured.

The two men immediately pulled Philistus up and pressed him on the wooden chair.

At this time, there was the sound of fighting upstairs, and Philistus, who was still struggling, suddenly became quiet, tilted his head toward the door, and listened.

Herolis saw what he was thinking and sneered: "Don't have any expectations for these mercenaries. Since I have made up my mind to keep you here, how can I forget these lackeys of Dionysius?" , no matter how powerful they are, I have hundreds of warriors here waiting for them! When they entered my house, they were like mice entering an iron cage, how could they escape!"

As soon as Herolis finished speaking, Philistos hummed.

"It seems that you don't believe it. After all, I am the target of Hyparinus's surveillance. How could there be so many warriors in the house?!" Herolis said with a slight complacency: "Don't forget, yesterday morning I specially I applied to you to persuade the nobles in the city to take the lead in sending tribesmen to participate in this second cross-sea expedition. I remember that you happily agreed. But you know, whether I go to them I still invite them to my mansion, and they all come and go by carriage, and the carriage can not only seat one person..."

When Philistus heard this, the light in his eyes dimmed a lot, but then he widened his eyes again and glared at the good friend he once trusted so much who was sitting beside the bed.

Herolis felt the emotion conveyed in his eyes and said in a deep voice again: "Philistus, I remember one time at a banquet you held, you once proudly said to me, 'Dionysius Syracuse under Sri Lanka's rule is stronger than ever. Not only will no city-state or force dare to invade our city-state, Syracuse will also become the most powerful in the entire Magna Graecia and even the entire Greek world. The city-state, earn more honor and wealth for the citizens! And all we have to do is to assist Dionysius to achieve and maintain this great goal for a long time!...' I echoed your words at the time, and now I tell you You, my true thoughts——"

Herolis looked at him squarely, and said frankly but solemnly: "At the beginning, I was a supporter of Dionysius just like you, because Syracuse faced the invasion of the Carthaginians and the political situation fell into chaos At that time, only Dionysius had the ability to boost morale, unite the citizens, repel the Carthaginians, and stabilize the political situation in Syracuse, so we fully support him as the plenipotentiary general of Syracuse! In recent years, he has continued to expand the territory of Syracuse, forced the Carthaginians to seek peace with us, freed the Greek city-states of Sicily from the threat of Carthage, made Syracuse the overlord of Sicily, and even The Greeks trembled when they heard his name, and even Sparta changed its previous arrogant attitude and negotiated with us in a friendly way... I know, this is the glory of Syracuse you have always wanted to see, for this you Help Dionysius with all your strength!"

Herolis sighed and said with emphasis: "But what I expected was different from what you expected, and what I saw was also very different from what you saw.

What I see in my eyes is that Dionysius destroyed Naxos and Catanai, which were once friendly allies with Syracuse, just because Syracuse needed more land, population and slaves!

What I saw in my eyes was that Dionysius could clearly drive the Carthaginians out of Sicily in one fell swoop and make the island completely free from the threat of the Carthaginians, but he did it for the throne of the tyrant when he had an absolute advantage. Make peace with the Carthaginians!

What I saw before my eyes was that many Syracuse democrats were accused of being traitors by Dionysius because they had opposed him in the past. They even spared their family members and even their families. Losanus just said a joke, and he was thrown into the stone prison by him!
What I see in my eyes is that the people of Syracuse are living in poverty because of the war tax that has been rising year after year. The people in the city are even more cautious in speaking and doing things because of the rampant mercenaries and the surveillance of Hipparianus!However, Dionysius expelled the people who lived on Ortygia Island for decades, or even hundreds of years, and turned the entire island into his palace! "

Herolis became more and more excited as he spoke, his face full of grief and indignation: "Dionysius is no longer the hero who wants to save Syracuse, but in order to maintain his own power, he has his hands full of Syracuse. The devil who stabbed the blood of the people and fellow Greeks in Sicily! Under his dictatorship, Syracuse was no longer the great mother state that made us rich and allowed us to freely exercise our rights, but became Dionysius's desire to realize his personal desires. Tool! In order to achieve his personal greed, he drove [-] to [-] people of Syracuse to risk great dangers to invade Magna Graecia, which had never had any ill will towards Syracuse, and left the bones of tens of thousands of people behind. A foreign land! If no measures are taken, Syracuse, our great city-state, will eventually be defeated at the hands of Dionysius! I was the one who supported him in taking the position of tyrant, and today I will do my best I will try my best to make up for the biggest mistake I made!"

After saying these words that had been held in his heart for several years, Heroliston felt relaxed all over, and he stood up with a determined look on his face.

"Woo! Woo! Woo!..." Philistus stared at him nervously and shook his head vigorously.

Herolis ignored him and turned to the strong man behind him: "Go down and see if those mercenaries have been killed?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his trusted slave hurriedly ran upstairs: "Master, most of the guards were killed. Only a few broke out of the siege and were trying to run out of the house!"

When Philistus heard this, hope burned in his eyes.

Then he heard Herolis say: "Very well, everything is going according to plan."

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