My XX deal with Sister Nero

"Well... then I'll buy fifty slaves from you first." Nero waved his hand and said to his guards, "Give him the address and we'll go check it out."

"Yes." The guard bowed slightly.

Holding Tony's hand, Nero and his group walked towards the depths of the slave market.

"Speaking of which, brother, have you gotten used to living in Britain in recent months? After you left, I went to learn more about your fiefdom. It's located on the frontier, so it doesn't have anything you need. I remember you only took three or four servants with you when you left? Is that enough? How about I buy you a few more?" Not long after they walked out, Nero suddenly turned his head and said to Tony.

"Ah? It's enough." Tony nodded dazedly.

As a modern man, Tony is not used to having a bunch of servants around to take care of him. It's okay to bring two lackeys with him when he goes out, but if he really wants to brush his teeth in the morning, one girl has to hold a toothbrush for you and another girl has to hold a cup of water for you to rinse your mouth... It seems pretty good when you think about it?

But Tony couldn't bring himself to do it. He was too thin-skinned to do such a thing.

"Really?" Nero looked at Tony suspiciously, thought for a moment, and said, "Forget it, I'll buy you two maids. You can use them in the future anyway."

Can it be used? Tony smacked his lips. The word "use"...tsk tsk.

After visiting a few more houses and gathering a hundred slaves, Tony looked at the sky and decided to go back to the palace to get some sleep before dinner time.

“Come and have a look at the newly arrived slaves, the best slaves just shipped back from the Thracian front. Among this batch of goods are the wife of a chieftain and the daughters of three chieftains of the Ister tribe!” On the high platform nearby, a clown wearing a big red nose made funny movements and shouted loudly to the crowd coming and going.

"Huh? The Ister tribe?" Tony could be said to have a very fresh memory of this tribe. Half a year ago, in the Battle of Thessaonica, the Ister tribe of the Thracian Kingdom sent 20,000 troops to besiege Thessaonica, but were later repelled by Nero. The chieftain of the Ister tribe, Tarsa, was captured in that battle. Although Chief Tarsa was later executed, because Claudius was poisoned, Nero had to lead the Second Legion back to Rome and gave up going to the Thracian Kingdom to defeat the Ister tribe.

But the Roman Empire did not give up on revenge. Although the Second Legion withdrew, the Roman Empire deployed more than one legion on the Macedonian front. After several months of fighting, the imperial legion invaded the territory of the Kingdom of Thrace and completely wiped out the Istrian tribe.

"Why, you want to buy it?" Looking at Tony standing there in deep thought, Nero smiled and rubbed Tony's head.

"No." Tony shook his head.

Are you kidding me?! The chief's wife or daughter, they are definitely the privileged class in the East Tribe, the kind that never touches the water of spring. Why buy them back? As servants? Can they work? I'm afraid they can only be used as juicers!

Tony casually glanced at the people who were standing around to watch, and he found that most of those gathered around the stage were middle-aged nobles or businessmen with big bellies. It seemed that they were here to buy juicers rather than working maids.

PS1: Oh my god, I’m so sad. I haven’t found a part-time job yet. Tsk, I’m afraid it’s poisonous.

PS2: I have something to go out for a while, and there should be another chapter in the evening...right?

PS3: F*ck… my average subscription is not in the single digits! Why are you guys so quiet after reading it! The difference between the number of posts between the chapters that are on the shelves and the chapters that are not on the shelves is too big… If you continue like this, I will become autistic!

PS4: The last chapter was the 90th extra chapter. Because the title is too long, I can't type the extra chapter number, so I didn't type it. Well, I currently owe chapters.

PS5: Oh my god, don’t ask me why there is a space in the middle. It is to avoid sensitive words. I thought this chapter was normal, but after extracting the sensitive characters separately, it looked like a novel written by Qin Shi Huang.

Chapter 97: The Girl on Crete (Additional Update 38)

To be honest, as a modern man, Tony has the values ​​that a modern adult should have. He really wants to buy these maids and save them, because he himself would not use the wives and daughters of these chiefs as juicers, but the question is, what happens after buying them?

After the New Year, Tony will be ready to go to the front. Where should he put these little maids? Let them go to Odney Town by themselves? No, what can they do there? They can't be maids. Tony's family doesn't have the spare money to keep a juicer.

"Let's go." Tony waved his hand, suddenly a little annoyed.

He is not a good person, just an ordinary person passing by. When he came to this world, what he wanted most was to avoid the tragedy of 68 AD. As for changing this era? Forget it. The economic base determines the superstructure. In this era, there is no democracy in modern society. Even the so-called democratic Senate is only a relative democracy. What? You want to abolish the privileged class? Are you kidding? Your Highness? Why do you want to rebel against yourself?

It was impossible to abolish the slave class, and I didn't have any extra money to save these juicers, so why was I still here? Was I mad with impotence?

When Tony thought of this, he became even more irritated. He took Nero's hand and whispered, "Come on, sister. It's boring here. Let's go to the arena."

Emmmm... Nero looked at his brother thoughtfully, without moving.

As a girl, Nero was naturally more delicate in her thoughts. Although she didn't know why her brother suddenly became irritable, it was obvious that it was related to the slaves on the stage.

"Huh? Why doesn't sister leave?" After pulling twice and finding that Nero didn't move, Tony turned his head and looked at Nero and asked with some confusion.

"Wait a moment." Nero chuckled and turned to look at the guard in charge of purchasing slaves who was following not far behind him. After calling her to his side and whispering a few words, the guard nodded and then took two steps back.

"Then, this slave sale will be conducted in the form of a competitive auction. The highest bidder wins. The base price is fifty gold coins, and the starting price is one gold coin." The clown on the stage said with a funny smile on his face after seeing that enough people had gathered around.

"Fifty-five gold coins!" Almost as the clown finished his words, a tall and thin man raised his hand and shouted.

"Seventy coins!" A young man in his early twenties beside the tall and thin man said with disdain, "You dare to say that you want to raise the price by five gold coins?"

"One hundred." A young man with a scar on the corner of his mouth and wearing the armor of a Royal Guard officer said in a deep voice.

"One hundred and fifty pieces." A middle-aged man with an aristocratic look rubbed his hands and quoted his price.

"Two hundred." The Royal Guard officer glanced coldly at the middle-aged man and said, "Don't cause trouble for yourself."

As soon as the Royal Guard officer finished speaking, several men around him who had wanted to bid began to hesitate.

No one is stupid. The officer has made it very clear that if anyone bids again, they will be asking for trouble.

In Rome, how many people are not afraid of the Guards? Anyway, none of the merchants, rich farmers, and small nobles present have the courage to provoke the Guards.

The reaction of the crowd was naturally seen by the clown on the stage. He wanted to buy these four slaves for two hundred gold coins? What a joke! He couldn't even recover the cost, okay?

But the clown didn't dare to intervene directly. The people in the audience couldn't afford to offend the guards, nor could he, and even the boss behind him couldn't afford to offend.

Now he can only hope that there is a young man or a big shot who is not afraid of the Imperial Guards in the audience who will come out to raise the price so that he can try to recover his costs.

"This... is my Guards..." Nero looked at the Guards officer with a gloomy face. Although she had heard about the arrogant and domineering Guards in Rome, she had never seen it with her own eyes. Now she had the rare opportunity to see it with her own eyes. A small officer made everyone present dare not speak out with just one sentence.

He nodded slightly to his personal guard, who understood and raised his right hand and said loudly: "Five hundred gold coins!"

Five hundred gold coins? Everyone present was startled when they heard this number.

Five hundred gold coins, it's not a big loss to buy these slaves, but don't forget, the ones who paid two hundred gold coins to buy these slaves are the Royal Guards, you paid five hundred gold coins to snatch people from the Royal Guards, what is that? Are you not afraid of death?

"Hmm?" Hearing someone bidding, the Guard officer turned his head to look at the person who made the bid. What came into his sight was a woman in her early twenties with a slender figure wearing a robe of good quality. Although this woman looked like a daughter of a wealthy family, the Guard officer sensed a familiar aura from her.

The breath of a soldier.

This girl...could she be the bodyguard of some noble family?

In this world, whether it is the barbarians or the Roman Empire, there are many female soldiers, most of whom are the guards of a female noble. So when the officer of the Royal Guard felt the familiar military aura from this woman, he could judge at the first time that this guy should be the guard of a female noble.

Then the master of this guard should be not far away!

With this thought in mind, the Royal Guard officer looked around and finally set his eyes on the girl who was holding a little boy not far from the guard.

“This is...!” This Imperial Guard officer was not blind. As a member of the Imperial Guard, how could he not recognize the emperor he served?

As if sensing the gaze of the Guards officer, the smile on Nero's face instantly disappeared, and he glanced at the Guards officer coldly.

???

The officer read a lot of things from Nero's cold eyes, such as... His Majesty the Emperor did not seem to like him.

Damn it, I have never offended His Majesty! Why is His Majesty suddenly looking at me like a dead person?

The Guards officer was sweating profusely and was a little overwhelmed.

"Five hundred gold coins for the first time, five hundred gold coins for the second time." On the stage, the red-nosed clown glanced at the guard and saw that he had no intention of continuing to bid. Then he spoke to put an end to the auction: "Five hundred gold coins for the third time. Congratulations to this lady for winning these four slaves!"

"Okay, let this guard take care of the rest." Nodding to the guard, Nero pulled Tony and walked towards the Flaminian Arena.

Just as Nero and Tony were preparing to go to the arena to watch the gladiatorial show, at almost the same time, on the island of Crete, thousands of miles away.

"Who am I...where am I..." In a valley, a brown-skinned girl wearing silver armor looked at her hands in confusion, then looked at the surrounding scenery.

"Where...is this?"

She shook her head gently, and her originally confused mind gradually became clear.

"I remember... I was tied up and buried in the ground by a group of people..." As the memory became clearer, the rage in the girl's heart grew stronger.

That's right, she was dead! Buried alive by a group of people!

Taking a deep breath, the girl subconsciously lowered her head, and then touched her breasts and crotch in disbelief...

"This damn group of people!!!" The girl's angry scream echoed throughout the valley.

After digging out the spear and shield that were also buried in the soil, the girl looked up at the sun to identify the direction, then followed her memory and walked towards a small town in her memory not far away.

Over the years, the small town in the girl's memory has grown and become one of the largest cities on the island of Crete. After wandering around the city for several times, the girl gradually realized that she seemed to have been buried in the soil for a very long time.

The city-state of Knossos had long since become the dust of history. Even the most glorious and dazzling Greek city-states of the same period, the Spartan city-states and the Trojan city-states had all disappeared in the long river of history. What now rules the entire Greek region is the Roman Empire, which the girl had never heard of.

"You mean Centaurs? Isn't that a race in mythology and legend? How could I have possibly seen one?" An old man with white hair and beard waved his hand at the girl and shook his head.

He didn't understand why the girl wanted to know where the Centaurs lived, but he knew that no one could answer the girl's question, because Centaurs were creatures in myths and legends, creatures that did not exist in the world. If they no longer existed in the world, who would know where they lived?

Although the old man didn't know where the Centaurs lived, he gave the girl an idea.

The people in this world who are most knowledgeable about myths and legends are naturally the priests who serve the gods.

Soon, after the girl's deliberate inquiry and understanding, she roughly understood what the gods in Roman mythology were like.

The gods in Roman mythology are divided into four categories. The first category is the primitive religious beliefs of the Romans. This category of gods is similar to the gods in other regions, and they are all the Romans' worship of nature.

The second type of gods are foreign gods. The Roman Empire was vast and they occupied many countries. The gods originally believed in by these countries were eventually absorbed into Roman mythology, such as the gods in Greek mythology, some gods in Sumerian mythology, and so on.

The third category is Rome.

That’s right, in the Roman Empire, the country of Rome also had an anthropomorphic... or pseudo-deified image, and there were even many temples dedicated to the worship of Rome within the Roman Empire.

As for the last category, those emperors with great achievements were promoted to gods, such as Romulus and Augustus.

"In other words, although the names may be different, these Romans also believed in Greek mythology?" The girl looked down at her not-so-small breasts with a gloomy face, then touched the long donkey-like ears that were pressed under the helmet through the helmet.

Damn the Centaurs! Damn the Greek gods!

PS1: There should be only one update tomorrow. I found a part-time job in the afternoon and have an interview tomorrow. I will try to come back early to write and update. Bye.

PS2: Thanks to "Holy War!" Holy War! "Two Salty Fishes for the reward~ Thanks to Bell_Robert for the seven blades~ Thank you~ I seem to have figured out what the reward for next month is~

Chapter 98: An Army of Hundreds

At this moment, Tony and Nero, who were far away in Rome, knew nothing about the resurrection of the dead that happened on the island of Crete. It was almost evening when the brother and sister finished watching the gladiatorial contest in the arena. After returning to the palace and having a pleasant dinner, Tony began to think about how to deal with Parthia.

Based on his understanding of his previous life and some intelligence collected during this period, Tony roughly knew the military strength of Parthia.

The Parthian Empire was one of the four great powers in Eurasia. It was called the Parthian Empire in the Eastern Han Dynasty. Because it had no standing army, Rome had no way of finding out exactly how many troops this country had.

However, it is easy to find out what branches of the Parthian Empire there were.

The most important army of Parthia is the armored cavalry, which is a heavy cavalry with both men and horses covered in chain mail. This army is mainly composed of Parthian nobles, who are responsible for frontal charges. In addition, there are Parthian mounted archers composed of ordinary people. The tactics adopted by this light cavalry unit are the typical running and fighting tactics of nomadic peoples. Basically, they use their speed advantage to harass you. If you show more strength, they will pretend to retreat. When your cavalry pursues the opponent, they will use the classic Parthian horse-riding shot to kill you, well, this is the so-called kite-flying tactic.

In addition to the cavalry, the rest are light infantry and archers composed of ordinary free citizens. These two types of troops are purely used to clean up the battlefield, so relatively speaking, the Parthian Empire's field combat capability is first-class. Even when the same number of troops are facing each other, the Roman Empire's army may not be able to defeat Parthia.

But Tony is a time traveler, so he naturally knows how to deal with cavalry.

Heavy cavalry is easy to deal with. No matter how strong the Parthian heavy cavalry is, can it be stronger than the Jin Dynasty's iron pagoda? With sickle spears and wheat spears and tripwires, I don't believe that I can't deal with heavy cavalry!

As for the light cavalry... Although he cannot use new weapons to kill the light cavalry for the time being, as long as the light cavalry is still running on the ground, he has a way to deal with them.

Without the support of cavalry, the Parthian infantry was a joke.

After having enough fun, just after the New Year, Tony gathered the one hundred slaves he had bought before and brought them to an open space at the foot of Mount Ianniculus in the north of Rome.

"Is everyone having a good meal these days?" Tony sat elegantly on a chair on a makeshift platform, looking at the slaves who were barely arranged in a square formation below the stage, and asked with a smile.

It has been a few days since Tony bought the child. These slaves certainly knew the true identity of the child in front of them. Hearing his question, the slaves present looked at each other with some fear, and then nodded slowly.

Under Tony's instructions, these one hundred slaves have been eating well these days, with a small pork chop every two days. This kind of food is not something slaves can enjoy at all.

"As long as you are satisfied with the food." Tony nodded with a smile on his face: "I heard that most of you are prisoners on the battlefield, right?"

Hearing Tony's question, everyone present's expressions suddenly changed!

As mentioned earlier, there were only a few sources of slaves in the Roman Empire. The most important of these was naturally the population plundered by the empire from other countries. Among these young and middle-aged people, a considerable number were former soldiers from enemy countries.

According to the request Tony had made before, the majority of the slaves bought by the personal guard were soldiers, which was naturally expected.

In other words, Tony originally planned to buy a group of soldiers.

Compared with the Roman Empire, the barbarian army was too weak, but their weakness was reflected in their lack of understanding of tactics and insufficient manpower. If we only talk about physical fitness, the physical fitness of these barbarian soldiers was not much worse than that of Roman soldiers.

Although Tony's question didn't have any other meaning, it had a different meaning in the ears of these slaves.

Why would this new master care whether we were soldiers or not? What did he want? Was he wary of us? Did he suspect us of treason?

As Tony asked this question, the slaves began to panic. Some smart slaves even took the opportunity to sneak a peek, intending to take advantage of the chaos to get past the blockade of the female guards and escape.

"Don't be nervous." Looking at the panicked expressions on the faces of these slaves, Tony smiled and slowly stood up, revealing a devilish smile that did not match his age: "Not only will I not make things difficult for you just because you were soldiers before, on the contrary, I chose you because most of you have served in the military."

At this point, Tony paused and continued, "I chose you because I want to put into practice a small idea in my mind and train an army according to my own ideas. Of course, I will let the Empire fully supply your food, clothes, etc. After all, I am not a demon."

"Then... Your Highness, how do you want to train us?" After hearing Tony's words, one of the soldiers swallowed and asked cautiously.

"It's very simple. The first step is to forget all the training methods you have ever been exposed to." Tony clapped his hands gently, and the smile on his face gradually faded: "From today on, I will train you with a brand new training method. At the same time, I will also use a new military system. I hope you... can leave your own name in this history."

Soon, with the assistance of the internal guards, Tony quickly organized the one hundred slaves into a company according to the new structure. Then, Tony asked them to recommend officers themselves, striving to complete the construction of the troop structure within today.

"Your Highness, if you let them elect their own officers, it might be difficult for you to command this army in the future." Looking at the slaves who were quite excited in the audience, Mary stepped forward and whispered to Tony.