"Hmm...... The Tarantumites are not as obvious as Hybatlus suggests, but they do not like to associate with the city-states of our greater Greece. The soldier who knew Tarantum very well, Sitarsis, replied seriously: "It is only in the past few years that they have proposed to build a defense alliance in South Italy in Great Greece because of the continuous infestation of the Mesapi people, and jointly defend against the indigenous barbarians!" Although the city-states such as the former Turii and Croto have joined, they were not actively ......"

"Why do these Tarantum people look down on us!" Hybatrus exclaimed, "Brothers, you don't know that the Tarantum say that they are descendants of Sparta, and that's all false!" They were the offspring of illegitimate children, the children of Spartan women and slaves! ”

As soon as these words came out, the soldiers were in an uproar, most of them were from poor backgrounds, had no education, and of course it was impossible to understand the history of Tarantum, and asked in surprise: "Hybatlus, are you telling the truth?!" The Tarantum were Spartan women and slaves—"

"Of course it's true! Anyone who was a soldier of the original Turian citizen should know about it, it is said that it was hundreds of years ago, when Spartan men were out fighting for a long time, and women were ...... Hey...... It's uncomfortable, it's actually getting involved with the slaves! When the children were born and grew up, when those Spartan men came back, they knew about it, how could they stand this insult, and they drove them out of the city-state, so the Spartans built Tarantum, not because they had more people and not enough food, and were forced to colonize, but for the stability and reputation of the Spartan city-state, so it should not be the Tarantum people who look down on us, but we should look down on them! A bunch of bastards! A group—" Hete Barruth sneered triumphantly, when he heard everyone around him shouting, "Be careful! Get out of the way! ”

Before he could react, he received a heavy punch in the face, and his eyes suddenly turned black, and he fell forward, but fortunately he was supported by his comrades behind him.

"Hey, how did you hit someone!" The surrounding soldiers were shocked and rushed forward to stop the angry soldier.

"Shut up! Shut up! Say it again, I'll beat you to death! ......" The soldier's eyes were red, and he roared angrily at Heitbarus.

"Shut up, Prosious, you're crazy!" As the squad leader, Sitarsis hurriedly stepped forward and angrily reprimanded the injured soldiers: "Picking quarrels and provoking trouble, beating up comrades-in-arms, you will be punished by military law!" ”

At this time, Hete Barruth came to his senses, saw the person clearly, and was also angry: "You dare to hit me!" Brothers, beat him up! Beat this nasty stone! With that, he rushed over, pushed aside Sitarsis, and scuffled with Prosous, and several other soldiers, encouraged by him, joined in the fight.

The ship was in chaos, and the noisy shouts naturally alarmed the detachment leader Pamannius, who was also on the same ship, and by the time he arrived with his men, Prosous had already knocked the soldiers, including Hete Barus, to the ground.

"Prosous, do you want to be kicked out of Dionia?!" A shout from Parmanius shook Prosious, who was still in anger, and when he thought of something, he immediately stopped kicking and stood in place.

"Tie him up for me!" Parmanius ordered.

The soldiers hesitated to step forward, but Prosous remained motionless and allowed them to push themselves down on the deck.

"Squad leader, he did it first, I didn't mess with him, he suddenly came up and punched me!" Heitbarus pointed to the scars on his face and complained to Parmanius.

"Don't talk yet." Parmanius ignored him, but asked the squad leader Sitarsis for the reason, and his face immediately darkened.

"Why are you beating your own comrades?!" Parmanius asked.

Prosious was forced to the ground with his hands tied behind his back, but he was interrogated by Parmannius without saying a word.

Parmanius had a headache now.

Previously, the First and Second Army Corps had to expand their recruits to fill the gap because many soldiers had moved to Crimesa and Aspraustum, where the Fourth Army would be formed.

Prosious, as a registered Gentile who applied to become a probationary citizen, was said to have come from Argos, so after entering the boot camp, his performance in training quickly amazed the instructors in the barracks: this young man was not only physically strong, but also highly skilled, whether it was shields, spears, sabers, javelins, everything at hand, and marched in formation, and listened to orders very skillfully, some of the unique tactical movements of Dionia, which were also learned at first, and easily won the first place in the great competition of the new barracks.

The instructors were amazed by his military talent, and officers at all levels also heard about his deeds and rushed to ask him to join their team. Martonis was also one of them, and it is said that he also took Davers's relationship and eventually put him on his team, reminding Parmannius several times to focus on developing him.

However, Parmanius soon discovered that Prosous had a big flaw - he was not social. He did a great job in training, but when he was resting he didn't like to talk, rarely talked to his teammates, and always sat alone on the sidelines, not knowing what to think. His teammates nicknamed him "Stone" and accused him of being arrogant, which is why Heite Barruth had so many helpers during the fight just now, which shows that the soldiers in the team don't like him.

"Very good, you don't say it now, wait until you get ashore, the military judge will let you say it!" Parmanius huffed and left, still wondering how to mention it to Martonis.

Prosous was tied to the mast, and he didn't care about the strange gazes of the soldiers around him, and he didn't care about the punishment of military law, but his eyes were still red, and he kept his head down, trying not to let the tears fall, because at this moment, he remembered his mother.

Prosous was not his real name, his name was Leoticides, the son of the former Spartan king Achis, whose mother finally committed suicide because of gossip, and he finally made up his mind to leave Sparta.

In his search for shelter, he found that there were not many options for him. The eastern Mediterranean was now under Sparta's domain, and Persia, which was at war with Sparta, might be the place to go, but although Leotizides wanted to take revenge on Sparta, he did not want to ruin his own reputation and his father's reputation, and make the people think that it was the right choice for his uncle Agecilaus to inherit the throne. The western Mediterranean was an area beyond the reach of Spartan power, and there were many Greek city-states, but he also hoped that one day he would be able to cause trouble for Sparta, who humiliated him and caused his mother to die, so there were only a few city-states to choose from.

Syracuse is one, but it and Sparta are allies. Carthage was one, but unfortunately it was alien, the language was incomprehensible, and Leotizides knew nothing about it. In the end, he chose Dionya because when Phoebidas complained to the Council of Elders about his rudeness towards Sparta, he was there, and he was very curious about this rare alliance of city-states that dared to defy Sparta. Prior to this, the procurator Christopus had recommended to the Council of Elders what he called a "Gentile of extraordinary military skill," who was now the consul of Dionia, and Leotizides remembered well that his uncle had also expressed concern for him.

When he sought an opportunity to escape Sparta and enter Greater Greece, he discovered that Dionysia's influence was great in Great Greece, and that it was almost the most powerful city-state alliance in southern Italy, less than two years after its establishment.

Leotizides was amazed by the rapid rise of Dionia, and lived in the port of Turiyi to observe, and after learning about Dionia's past, the distinctive city-state system and urban customs, and especially after seeing a triumphal ceremony, he had a vague premonition that one day this city-state alliance would fulfill his heart's wish. He felt that he had come to the right place, so he decided to stay incognito and stay in Dionia.

He took with him some of the gold and silver that his father Archis had secretly stored in Crete to support his needs, and applied to the League to become a citizen of Ionia. Thanks to the brutal "Argog" training he received in Sparta since he was a child, he stood out in the training of Dionian recruits, and even obtained the status of a full citizen of the Legion before he became a reserve citizen.

But indulging in the grief of his mother's death and his unforgettable hatred for the Spartans, he was unable to integrate into this new group. It's that the word "illegitimate child" is simply taboo for him, and it's no wonder he goes crazy when he hears it.

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The bay of Tarantum is shaped like a gourd, and the two naturally formed arc-shaped bays are stacked on top of each other, which not only expands the capacity of the port, but also makes it safer. The Tarantum people strengthened the opening of the gourd bay and the narrowing of the waist, built two water gates, and strengthened the defense of the port.

At this moment, the first water gate was wide open, and countless troop transports rushed in, and under the guidance and supervision of dozens of patrol ships in Tarantum, they sailed to the northwest corner of the bay one after another. The coastline of the entire bay is quite long, and Tarantum City is located in the southeast corner of the bay, which cannot include the land defense of the bay, so Tarantum arranged the station of the Dionian reinforcements in the northwest corner of the bay, which is the weakest place in Tarantum City's control of the bay, and it is also out of the intention of letting the Dionians help defend the bay.

Davers's boat sailed through the first water gate, and the original windy and rough sea was not rippling here, which made him sigh: you must know that although the port of Turij has been repaired with a breakwater, and excavated and widened inward, the port is still a little crowded, and it is inevitable that there will be damage to ships in the event of a storm, unlike the bay here, there is no need to consider these problems at all, it is really a natural good port, I don't know what the port of Crotone is like in another famous port in the great Greek city-state?

Note: I have a little time today and would like to talk about the historical Acheta. He was known as the "Perikles of Great Greece", and after serving as the consul of Tarantum in his middle age, Tarantum remained prosperous and powerful in the Apulia region for more than ten years, but note that even during this period of prosperity, Brindisi and Manduria were never recorded to have been occupied by Tarantum, which means that Tarantum's prosperity was still defensive in nature. He also invited Plato to tarrantum at a time when he was ostracized by Dionysius II, and Plato considered Acheta to be the expected philosopher-king of the ideal state he described, because the Pythagoreans not only inherited mathematics, but also had their own philosophical ideas. Acheta eventually died shipwrecked, and it is said that the body was not recovered until centuries later.

At the beginning of the book, there is no plan for his death at this time, but the butterfly effect of the protagonist causes the Tarantum people, who have always been defensive against Mesapi, to attack him in a big way, and finally this character writes and writes, and I don't control it. It's better to die on the battlefield than to lie dormant at the bottom of the sea, and his mathematical achievements can only be done by someone else, I hope the Dionian Academy.