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Chapter 942 "Song of the Dionian Legion"

When the cheerful music sounded at the end of the third act, the actors on the field quickly lined up in a neat triangle and began to dance indulgently. Max, like other Roman soldiers, stared wide-eyed. They had never seen such a strange dance. : Accompanied by the ups and downs of the rhythm, the actors sometimes move masculinely, sometimes softly, and sometimes funnyly, shaking their heads, turning their waists, swinging their hips... These dance moves have never been heard or seen before, but they fit the music so well and are so neat In unison, everyone's blood was boiling with excitement, and their whole bodies were trembling with the music, wanting to dance wildly.

In fact, when the music started, many Dionian soldiers stood up, hummed the melody, shook their heads and bodies in place, and danced with the actors on the field.

This drama lasted for more than an hour. At the end, the audience burst into cheers. Even many Roman soldiers couldn't help but shout along with their comrades next to them.

But soon, the Romans stopped shouting, and the cheers of the Dionysian soldiers became even more enthusiastic, because standing in the center of the venue was their beloved King Davos.

Davos was wearing the same black lining as the soldiers at the moment, holding a wine glass in his hand, looking around, and loudly said with a solemn expression: "Brothers, this time your expedition to Latium only took 4 months. You conquered Rome and the surrounding city-states, saved our allies, and eliminated the threat to the north of the kingdom. You will be engraved with stone tablets for this war and will be remembered by future generations! Your relatives will be proud of you, and the kingdom I will also be proud of you! Here, on behalf of the Senate and the generals who command you, I propose a glass of wine to you and thank you for the blood you shed and the sacrifices you made in this war!"

Davos said, bent down, held the wine glass in both hands, raised it above his head, and slowly turned around in a circle.

At this moment, the wilderness filled with tens of thousands of people was silent, only the sea breeze was wailing.

Davos stood up again and shouted again: "This glass of wine is for you, heroes of the kingdom! Cheers!"

There was thunder in the wilderness: "Cheers, Your Majesty!!!..."

The Dionian soldiers all raised their wine glasses, shouted excitedly, and some even shed tears.

Davos drank it all in one gulp, wiped the wine stains from his mouth, stretched out his hand, pressed it down, and signaled the surroundings to quiet down, and then he said loudly: "Is the play you just performed good?"

"nice!!!"

"Next, I will also perform a show for you, okay?"

"Okay!!!..." the soldiers shouted excitedly.

"This is a song I wrote for you!" After Davos said this, the soldiers became even more excited and looking forward to it.

Davos coughed twice, and the entire venue fell silent.

"We are soldiers of the Dionian Legion,

Warriors who defend the security of the kingdom,
Take up your dear shield and spear,

Rush to the battlefield without hesitation;
Our parents were reluctant to see us off,

My wife and children are eagerly expecting me at home,
With longing for us, we go to the battlefield, win the glory and share it with them;
We are soldiers of the Dionysian Regiment..."

Davers has been brewing this song for some time. The original tune comes from the famous Soviet song "Katyusha" in the previous life. The melody is simple and beautiful, the rhythm is brisk, and there is a hint of romance in the heroic spirit. It is very suitable for soldiers to Sing in march and battle.Davers took it out at this time, hoping to inspire the soldiers to overcome the fatigue of long-term battles, rejuvenate their enthusiasm, and devote themselves to the next war against Carthage with strong fighting spirit.

Sure enough, the soldiers fell in love with the song after listening to it once.Due to its simple melody, many soldiers were soon able to hum along in a low voice. By the time Davos sang it for the third time, the soldiers could already sing loudly, and the whole venue was filled with singing and excitement.

After Davos finished singing, the singing around him had not stopped, and the soldiers were completely intoxicated.

After a while, the venue became a little quieter.

Davos asked loudly: "Brothers, does it sound good?"

"That sounds great, Your Majesty!!!"

“Want to know the name of this song?!”

"think!!!"

"It's called "The Song of the Dionian Legion"!"

Not only the soldiers, but also the officers were surprised: "This is a song written for ourselves?!!"

Pride and pride filled everyone's chest, and they who had stopped singing once again sang in unison with a louder voice: "We are soldiers of the Dionian Legion..."

They sang so enthusiastically, and the fanatical atmosphere also infected the Roman soldiers. Although they did not understand the meaning of the song, they also hummed the tune softly. The tune was indeed catchy.

After singing it over and over again, the Dionian soldiers memorized the entire tune and lyrics.

Davos signaled them to quiet down again, smiled and said loudly: "Next, the two legion commanders Amintas and Matonis will perform wrestling for everyone. Do you want to see it?!"

"Want to see it!!!..." When the soldiers heard that there was such a good thing, they all shouted excitedly.

Wrestling is the most common competitive event in various sports games in Greece. Dionia soldiers have practiced it from childhood to adulthood. Wrestling is also a routine item for exercising soldiers' physique in daily military training, but they have never seen two The high-ranking legion commander was naturally very curious when he was wrestling.

According to the tradition of Greek wrestling, both players should be naked and coated with olive oil, but the autumn night was still a bit cold. The two legion commanders were both very old. In order to prevent catching cold, they both wore black linings, but this did not It did not affect the enthusiasm of the soldiers. When they stood in the center of the venue, the shouts around them became even more enthusiastic.

"Are you ready?" Davers asked with a smile.

Amyntas stared at his opponent and raised his chin: "Matonis, you always like to compete with me. Today I will let you know who is the most powerful warrior in the kingdom!"

Matonis blinked and said disapprovingly: "Old captain, you are older than me. Don't worry, I won't use my full strength."

"Want to anger me?" Amyntas grinned, then became serious. He took a small step back with his right foot, squatted down, arched his waist, and opened his arms, ready to go.

When Matnis saw this, he immediately got ready to wrestle.

Davos turned into a referee at this moment and shouted: "Start!"

The two legion commanders roared at the same time and rushed towards each other.

The venue suddenly burst into flames. The soldiers of the First and Second Legions cheered for their respective commanders, while the soldiers of other legions cheered for the two commanders who were very famous in the army. If there were no team officers to maintain the atmosphere, Order, most of the soldiers would probably rush to the center of the venue together.Even though they couldn't leave the spot, they all stood up, waving their arms, shouting and jumping. The scene was very heated.

In such an atmosphere, Armintas and Matonis had long forgotten Daves's advice of "just performing, don't take it too seriously" and became high-spirited. They tried their best to think To completely defeat the opponent.

The two sides struggled for a while, panting from exhaustion, and even the lining was torn. In the end, Armintas, who was 6 years older than Matonis, was thrown to the ground due to lack of strength and lost the game.

Matonis immediately helped him up.

Amyntas brushed off the dust on his body and said unconvinced: "Boy, if it had been ten years earlier, you would never have been able to defeat me, but now... I am old..."

Matonis, who had taken advantage of him, didn't argue with him, he just had a smile on his face.

At this time, Davos said loudly to the surrounding soldiers: "Soldiers, wasn't the wrestling performance of the two legion commanders just now wonderful?!"

"Wonderful!!!" the soldiers shouted excitedly.

Davers pointed at the two people who were dusting off the dust and said seriously: "Commander Amyntas is 54 years old and Commander Matonis is 48 years old. They are old people in age, but they are still strong. Their agility is not weaker than that of you young people. This is the result of their long-term training. Therefore, you should all learn from the two legion commanders. Persistent training will not only enhance your enemy-killing skills and gain more Military exploits can also keep you healthy and young, don’t you think so?!”

"Yes!!!" shouted the soldiers, especially the soldiers of the First Legion.

This shout removed the embarrassment in Amyntas's heart.

The next performers were Epithenes and Olivers. Both of them were cheerful and lively generals. They performed a handstand walking competition. This was indeed beyond the expectations of all the soldiers, and their funny performance It also made them laugh.

Next, the sprint competition between the commander of the Third Army, Lizaru, and the captain of the Mountain Reconnaissance Brigade, Izam, the equestrian performance by the commanders of the Cavalry Corps, Ledes and Kuchius, and the commander of the Sixth Army, Trotilas, and the captain of the palace guard. The heavy infantry confrontation of Martius, the mast-climbing competition held by the commander of the 3rd fleet, Midorades, and the crew...

The prestige generals who commanded the army to charge and attack were performing hard in the center of the venue at the moment, even shouting without grace, with hideous faces and dusty faces. This made the soldiers feel very novel, and it also made them A certain psychological balance was achieved, which was one of the main reasons why Davos insisted on letting the generals perform hard for the soldiers on this special night.

However, for the soldiers of the Roman reserve brigade and the surrendered Roman noble soldiers, although they were surprised by the Dionian generals who did not put on any airs of status and could mingle with the soldiers, they were not like the Dionian soldiers. Excited, after all, they were not familiar with these Dionysian generals and had no deep feelings about them until Sextus stood in the center of the venue.

(End of this chapter)