My XX deal with Sister Nero

As for these so-called written intelligence... written intelligence without any writer is actually just a string of very pale numbers. For example, the Blue Army fought with the Red Army in a certain place, and so many people were killed and injured. What's the point of such a record?

What's the point of this place? If I had known I would have come out to show my presence and then went back to sleep.

Just as Tony was observing the exercises in the Upper Germanic Province, on the other side, in the city of Rome.

"Your Excellency Alderman, there have been some rumors in the city recently..." Inside the alderman's residence, a low-ranking official came to the alderman, looked at him with a strange expression, and opened his mouth.

"What rumors are there in the city?" After hearing the report from his subordinate, the municipal official rubbed his forehead with a headache and asked.

To be honest, the alderman is part of the Path to Glory and is a rank in the Roman Empire's promotion system, but... the job of alderman is really not for a human being!

It's okay normally, but when you meet a head of state like Nero who insists on competing with the Senate, it's a real torment!

Various public opinions emerged one after another. The Senate was in favor of the Claudius family, and the alderman was caught in the middle and was not accepted by either side. So now, the alderman had only one idea, to quickly complete his term of office in the next few years and then become a magistrate!

"Tell me, who is saying what?" After more than ten seconds of silence, the mayor asked helplessly.

"This time... this time it's not a rumor from the big families." Looking at the alderman at a loss, the low-level official lowered his head and replied: "The source of this rumor has not been found yet. It is only spread among slaves and the poor. It is said... it is said that the Empire... the Empire..."

"What's wrong with the empire?" Seeing the official hesitating, the municipal official raised his eyebrows and subconsciously slammed the table.

"Yes! They said that the empire will be destroyed in a sea of ​​fire, and only belief in the true God can save it!" Frightened by the municipal official, the official subconsciously stood up straight and answered.

"The Empire... will be destroyed by fire?!" Upon hearing this, the city official's face suddenly changed, and he shouted, "Pass the order down, all the security forces under the city hall, including the district-level and Vichy-level security officers, will be dispatched to search for the source of the rumor!"

"Yes!" The official responded and then retreated.

"The empire will be destroyed by fire? Only belief in the true God can save us? These guys are so arrogant!" Although I don't know who is spreading the rumors, this... has gone beyond the scope of reasonable public opinion. This statement is treason!

"Your Majesty, is this... this statement appropriate?" In a small house in Rome, a young man in a tattered robe looked at the middle-aged man standing in front of him and asked uncertainly.

"It's appropriate. There's nothing inappropriate about it." The middle-aged man called His Majesty took a deep breath and murmured, "That prince gave me a good inspiration. Public opinion can kill people if used properly. And for us... to preach, what's wrong with using public opinion once? Even if we die in the end, we... can return to the arms of Heavenly Father with glory, Amen."

"Amen."

……

The rumor swept through Rome like a storm, and after a few days, almost all Roman citizens had heard of it.

The empire will be destroyed in flames, and only faith in the true God will save it.

But will the citizens believe it?

will not.

At least most Roman citizens would not believe it, because they all believed in Roman gods. As for the so-called true God... bullshit!

Everyone just laughed off such remarks, until... the night of May 12th.

"Ah... It's so hot. Why is it so hot today?"

That evening, in front of a fruit stall near the Circus Maximus, the stall owner was yawning and packing up the fruits on the stall while looking at the sunset in the sky. Business was good today. As the weather gradually got warmer, the demand for fruit among Roman citizens was increasing, making the stall owner earn a lot of money today. He even wanted to close the stall early, which was a rare occasion for him. He wanted to go home early to spend a wonderful evening with his wife and children.

After packing up his stall and closing the shop door, the stall owner went upstairs through the doorway next to him... That's right, the stall owner's home is just above his shop, so it is actually very convenient for him to go home.

However, what the stall owner did not expect was that almost immediately afterwards, a group of uninvited guests arrived outside his shop.

Chapter 415: The Fire of Rome (Part 1)

"The wooden door panel is very good and very suitable." After taking a look at the door panel and some sundries piled beside the door, a young man dressed in a tattered robe and like a slave nodded and muttered to himself.

This is a very famous commercial street in Rome. There are many miscellaneous items piled up by merchants on the street. In addition, the climate is somewhat dry. Compared with other streets, this place... is more suitable to be the source of this disaster.

After casually glancing at the commercial street, the slave-like youth whispered to the young men beside him: "Remember this place. The success or failure of tonight is entirely in our hands!"

"Yes, sir." Several young men around the young man bowed their heads and responded.

At this moment, no one knew that the city of Rome would face a real catastrophe.

"Your Majesty, it's getting late. It's time for dinner." Inside the palace, a maid came to the door of Nero's study, knocked gently on the door, walked in with her head lowered, and said to Nero.

"Is it this time already?" Turning his head to take a look at the sky outside, Nero sighed, put down the pen in his hand, stretched his waist, and then stood up and murmured, "I wonder how my brother is doing now."

Time passed quickly, the sun set in the west, and the moon hung high in the sky. At this moment, the city of Rome, after experiencing the prosperity and bustle of the day, finally fell into silence.

However, the commercial street next to the Circus Maximus once again welcomed the group of uninvited guests who appeared here in the afternoon.

"You, go and light that pile of straw, you go and pour oil on that wooden door, and you, go and light that pile of garbage in the corner on fire, quickly."

At the end of the street, a hooded man lowered his voice and gave orders to several young men behind him who were dressed like slaves and wearing tattered robes.

"Yes, sir." After receiving the order, the young men raised the torches in their hands and walked towards the straw pile and garbage pile not far away.

"boom".

Accompanied by a faint sound of flame igniting straw, the young men saw that their goal had been achieved, so they threw away the torches in their hands and ran towards the alley next to them under the cover of night.

The dry and hot climate caused flammable materials such as straw garbage piles to burn wildly. At this moment, whether it was a coincidence or God's arrangement, as the flames rose, an inexplicable strong wind suddenly blew in the city of Rome.

The fire was fanned by the wind, and almost in an instant, this not-so-big fire ignited the windows on the second floor and the door panels on the first floor of a house.

"Ah!" If the fire was too small before and no one paid attention to it, then it would be a joke if no one paid attention to you when the fire suddenly spread to two floors.

Soon, with the help of the wind, within just five minutes, almost the entire commercial street was completely on fire!

"It's on fire! Put it out!"

As the fire grew bigger, many residents living in or near the commercial street ran out of their homes, shouting in panic.

"Why is there a fire?" A sheriff rushed out of the Weixi office near the shopping street. Looking at the fire rising to the sky not far away, he hurriedly said to a deputy beside him: "Quick, contact the fire department and ask them to come and put out the fire!"

During the reign of Augustus, the Roman Empire established its own fire brigade. Of course, the name of this fire brigade sounds very impressive, but in fact, their main means of firefighting are nothing more than two. One is to use water from the Tiber River or various canals to put out fires, and the second is to tear down houses and create isolation zones.

This was common throughout the world at that time.

In the entire city of Rome, with a population of one million, there are actually only seven fire brigades in the true sense, with a total of no more than 3,500 people. However, it is this army of 3,500 people that is responsible for all firefighting tasks in the entire city of Rome.

After learning that the commercial street was on fire, the Seventh Brigade of the Fire Department stationed nearby quickly rushed to the scene.

"Hurry, the rest of you go find a nearby water source and connect the water pump. The rest of you go find some quilts and mattresses, and be prepared at all times so that if any high-rise residents want to jump out of the building to escape, they can use these things as cushions! Also, send a few people to contact the other two fire brigades in the nearby area. I estimate that we may not have enough manpower if we rely on ourselves..." Feeling the heat from the shop, the captain gave various orders in an orderly manner.

"Captain, we have obtained buckets of water from the nearby residents. Do you want to use them now..." Just as the captain was thinking, a soldier from his fire brigade suddenly came to him and reported loudly.

Since Augustus established the fire brigade, the Roman Empire officially entered the public fire prevention stage. That is to say, from this time on, all firefighting and rescue operations were no longer carried out by private fire brigades. Instead, they were replaced by specialized firefighting and rescue operations affiliated with the official empire.

In addition to carrying out missions, the fire brigade also has another job on weekdays, which is to supervise residents on the second floor and above to prepare water so that when a small-scale fire occurs, the flames can be extinguished as soon as possible.

This is the same reason why we now have a small fire extinguisher in our cars.

So when the fire broke out, before the fire truck's water pump was connected to the water source, the firefighters had already taken the lead in obtaining the prepared buckets filled with water from nearby residents, so that they could carry out a very preliminary fire-fighting operation.

"I'm afraid... the buckets are not enough." The captain stretched out his hand to feel the wind, took a deep breath, and suddenly turned to the soldier beside him and said, "Go, move the catapults in the garrison over, flatten the surrounding houses first, and then build a buffer zone!"

"Yes!" The soldier was stunned at first, then he put down the bucket in his hand and ran quickly towards the direction of the station.

The wind is so strong!

The fire cannot be put out by buckets and water pumps alone. The first thing to do now is to establish an isolation zone to prevent the fire from spreading, and at the same time call for reinforcements. This wind speed... I'm afraid we will need the support of several fire brigades to control it.

The captain's judgment was correct, but plans could not keep up with changes. Not long after he sent out these soldiers, the wind suddenly became stronger and the fire instantly swept across several nearby streets.

“Damn it!” The captain took a few steps back in fear from the fierce fire. With a murderous look on his face, he turned to the soldiers behind him and said, “Quick! First clear the debris at the street entrance to prevent the fire from spreading. In addition, all the remaining people, come together, first… first use buckets to put out the fire as much as possible!”

PS: This is just a little science popularization.

Since the time of Augustus, the city of Rome has had a national professional fire brigade. In addition to putting out fires, they also have to inspect fire prevention measures, patrol at night and arrest thieves. The firefighters were originally composed of freed slaves, but because it was too dangerous, it was very difficult to recruit them in the beginning. It was not until later that the issue of treatment was established, that is, firefighters served for six years and could enjoy full citizenship rights from the beginning of their service. At the same time, they could receive a considerable bonus after the end of their service. It was because of this that the fire brigade of the Roman Empire was completely established.

In addition, the fire brigade's main fire-fighting tools are fire trucks, buckets, shovels, axes, hooks and catapults. The so-called fire truck is actually a piston water pump installed on a carriage. This thing was invented more than two hundred years BC and is still useful. It was useless when encountering the fire that spread to most of the city of Rome in 1964. In addition, the hook is used to pull down burning objects, and the catapult is used to destroy houses to create isolation belts.

Chapter 416: The Fire of Rome (Part 2)

Glass of water!

Although there was no such idiom in the Roman Empire, at this moment, the captain of the Seventh Fire Brigade had a similar lament in his heart as he watched his subordinates struggling to put out the fire.

The fire is too fierce!

Not to mention putting out the fire, these firefighters couldn't even get close to the fire scene!

"Where's the water pump! Where's the fire pump! Is it ready?! Also, where is the catapult!" The captain roared and looked behind him, but... the fire pump was just ready, and the catapult... might still be on the way.

"Quick! Fire pump, put out the fire in that house first! Aruto! Take two people with you, use a hook to remove the pile of straw in front, pull the cart next to it over, don't let the cart catch fire, wrap yourself in a wet blanket and go over, quick!"

"Yes!"

Hearing the order from his superior, the low-ranking officer named Aruto gritted his teeth, quickly gathered several soldiers, and rushed towards the building the captain pointed to.

They took two buckets of water and poured some water on the straw to prevent the fire from spreading to the straw pile before they reached it. Then, the two soldiers lowered their heads and bent their bodies and quickly rushed to the straw. They almost desperately threw most of the straw onto the cart. Then the soldier wrapped in the wet quilt pulled the cart of straw back. As for the remaining straw... the two soldiers could only hold one bundle each and quickly retreated.

……

"What happened?" Inside the palace, Nero, who had just come out of the bath and was about to go back to his room to sleep, looked at the red sky outside the window and asked a maid with some curiosity.

"Ah... Your Majesty, there is a fire in Rome." Looking at Nero who was only wearing a bath towel, the maid subconsciously lowered her head and answered.

"Fire?" Hearing this word, Nero's face changed and he asked quickly: "Have you figured out the cause of the fire? What's the situation now? How many casualties have occurred?"

"This... Your Majesty, I don't know the specific situation. I just heard that the fire seemed to be quite serious and seemed to have spread to several blocks."

"Spread to several blocks?" After thinking for two seconds, Nero shouted, "Quick, let Evebia come to the study to see me!"

Soon, Evebia, who received the summons, came to Nero's study.

"There's a fire outside... You should have known about it, right?" Nero asked, standing on the balcony of the study, with his back to Evebia, looking at the red sky outside.

"I... already know." Evebia knelt on one knee and lowered her head.

"Hmm, then, pass the order down. All the Vissi near the fire area are mobilized to assist the fire brigade in extinguishing the fire and evacuating the citizens. Also, open the city gates and order the guards to enter the city to assist in extinguishing the fire. At the same time, open all the surrounding squares to accommodate the affected citizens."

At this point, Nero paused and continued, "Immediately send people to Ostia to mobilize food, and then order the Senate to control the prices in the city, especially the price of food. Anyone who dares to make money from the disaster at this time will be executed on the spot!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Evebia responded and then stepped back.

Under Nero's order, the state machinery of the Roman Empire began to operate frantically. The Guards and the Royal Guards entered the vicinity of the fire district and cooperated with the fire brigade to evacuate the people. At the same time, the Guards also dispatched several catapults. After destroying more than a dozen houses, the fire brigade managed to clear the isolation zone in the south. The remaining... there were houses in three other directions that needed to be demolished.

There is no way. Unlike the later Tang Chang'an City, when Rome was first planned, no one expected that it would become a huge city with a population of one million. For example, the most typical street in Tang Chang'an City, Zhuque Street, was about 150 meters wide. What about Rome? When it was first planned, the average street width was only four meters.

So once the city of Rome caught fire, the most direct way to create an isolation zone was to demolish the houses and build an isolation zone.

"Your Majesty." In a building not far from the fire scene, a middle-aged man who had just sent away a firefighter opened his mouth as he looked at St. Peter standing in front of the window. At this moment, the Lord's first disciple seemed a little... sad?

"How many innocent people do you think will be killed this time?" Looking at the red sky outside the window, St. Peter suddenly sighed.

"They... sacrificed themselves for the Lord, and the Lord will protect them." The middle-aged man sighed and answered in a low voice.

"But they died." St. Peter suddenly turned around and looked at the middle-aged man standing in front of him. He looked at Paul, who was one of the Lord's disciples like himself, and whispered, "They died because of a decision we made."

"God has mercy on the world. The Lord will protect them. Their death is not meaningless. Their death is for the Lord, for everything for the Lord. Their death is not meaningless." St. Paul sighed, made the sign of the cross on his chest, looked at St. Peter with a pious face, and said.

"...Nero is in Rome, right?" After nearly half a minute of silence, St. Peter suddenly asked.

"Yes, His Majesty Nero is indeed in Rome. At least, we have no information that she has left Rome at the moment." St. Paul nodded and replied.

"In this case, we cannot let the lives of these victims be lost in vain. Paul, the next action is left to you." Saint Peter suddenly sighed: "I am tired and want to rest for a while."

“…I understand.” Bowing deeply to St. Peter, St. Paul lowered his head and left the room.

With the joint efforts of the fire brigade, the security forces, the Guards and the Royal Guards, the fire was finally brought under effective control at dawn.

"Huh... everyone, work harder and try to put out the fire completely before noon!" Looking at the block that had almost been burned down for most of the time, the commander of the fire brigade finally breathed a sigh of relief. Although he could roughly guess that the property damage and casualties caused by this fire should be quite serious, but... fortunately, the fire did not spread completely and was at least controlled within this block.

Next, if everyone works harder, we should be able to completely put out the remaining fire before noon.

However, what the commander did not expect was that just as he was relieved, on the other side, in an alley near Tigenenus's house.

Tigenenus was a middle-level officer of the Roman Empire's Praetorian Guard. In the history of the world where Tony lived in his previous life, this Praetorian Guard officer clung to Nero's thigh. After Bruce retired, he was appointed by Nero as the commander of the Praetorian Guard and was responsible for commanding the Praetorian Guard.

Of course, it was he who betrayed Nero in 68 AD, forcing Nero to commit suicide. He also died in the civil strife among the Four Emperors. Every sip of water and every bite of food is a cycle of cause and effect.

However, it was also because he indirectly forced Nero to death that the legion commanders and governors in the Roman Empire later realized one thing, that is, the throne does not necessarily have to be seized by blood. Perhaps, with extraordinary courage and talent, the throne of the Roman Empire can also be seized.

PS: Ah! Dog Mom is so pretty, I have decided, I will only support Dog Mom from now on (DD speaks)!

Chapter 417: The Fire of Rome (Part 2)

Organizing the army to put out the fire, opening the square to accommodate the victims, and at the same time drawing food from Ostia to support Rome and balance the food price. It can be said that Nero of this era has done everything she can, just like the Nero in Tony's previous life. The only difference between her and the Nero of that world is that the Nero in Tony's previous life was enjoying her seaside holiday in Antium when the fire broke out, while the Nero in this world, when the fire broke out... she was leisurely taking a bath in the baths of the Roman Palace.

The topic has gone too far.

In the last dark night before dawn, in an alley near the home of Tigenenus, one of Nero's confidants, several young men in tattered robes nodded to each other, then took the torches in their hands and ignited the nearby weeds and trees, as well as some piled up debris and straw.

The fire spread again.