Further on, there are fewer and fewer thatched mud houses, and there are more and more traditional Greek courtyards, but their facades are not ornately ornamented, and they appear very simple, each according to the topography and stream, and there is no feeling of crowding at all.

In this spring season, birds chirp, streams murmuring, green grass, flowers bloom, bees and butterflies fly, and the air is filled with the intoxicating aroma of plants and trees...... These houses are submerged in a field of colorful vegetation, perhaps this is the unique aesthetic of the Spartans, full of a kind of pastoral vitality.

"This is Sparta, it's a village!" The eldest son of Leoticites, who was now a retinue of Crotocatax, had a look of loss on his face.

Tertotis grew up in Dionia, and for some reason, Leoticides never told his children about Sparta, so he didn't have any special feelings for Sparta, and he was very repulsed when he learned of his origins, feeling that this background would make him look different among the citizens of Dionia.

Klotocátácázques granted Leoticides' request to stay with him, not as a servant, but as a brother. Because after this period of time together, Crotocatax felt that Tertotis and Briantes were quite similar in personality and age, so this time when he entered Sparta, he deliberately took Tertothys with him, out of kindness to let him have a good look at his hometown, but the young man who was used to seeing the prosperity of Turiy obviously did not look at the simple and simple Sparta.

"Hey, boy!" Oliver showed a strange smile: "When I have the opportunity, I will take you to the Lagunda Pass that leads to Messenia in Mount Tegotos, I heard that there is an unfathomable canyon there, and the Spartans threw the newborn babies into the canyon, and I don't know how many baby bones have accumulated in it for hundreds of years......"

Tertotis glared at him viciously, shook his head away, and ignored him.

"Captain Olivers, it's too much of a shock to say such a disgusting thing at this time." Printors said half-jokingly, half-complaining.

"The Spartans did much more disgusting than that, but thankfully the benevolent Hades let us come." Oliver said with a sigh.

When Tertotis heard this, his disgust for Sparta increased in his heart,

"That should be the Acropolis of Sparta." At this time, Klotockataks asked loudly.

Following the direction of his finger, a hill that was not too tall rose in the middle of a low house in front of him, and on top of the hill stood several tall temples, the walls of which were made of dark red marble, and when he looked up from below, the temple looked majestic and majestic, but there were no walls around it, so Klotocatax was not sure.

"That could count as the Acropolis of Sparta, Athena-Chuck Orok Temple." Sekrian replied.

The acropolis of the Greek city-state was not only the center of worship and worship of the city-state's populace, but also the last bastion in the face of foreign invasion, and was usually surrounded by stone walls as a protective barrier. However, since the Spartans could confidently not need walls to defend the city, they could not build acropolis walls, but now they are afraid that they have regretted it...... Klotocatax thought to himself and couldn't help but ask another question that puzzled him: "Didn't the Spartans worship Zeus and Hercules?" But why is it that Athena is enshrined in their acropolis? ”

Sekrian shrugged: "There is a relatively small temple of Hercules on the top of this hill, but the Acropolis is indeed dominated by Athena, as for why this?" I can't answer that, why don't I catch an old Spartan man another day and ask? ”

"The Spartans worshipped war, and Athena was the goddess of war wisdom, so I'm afraid it had something to do with it." Printors mentioned.

"Since the Spartans loved to fight, it might be more appropriate to worship Ares, the god of war." Oliver chimed in.

"In fact, the Spartans were very strategic in war, and generally did not act brutally, which coincided with the war wisdom god domain that Athena was good at. And the savage and ferocious Ares was not popular among the Greek people, and few city-states worshipped him, but I heard that he was admired among the Thracians of northern Greece...... "Crotokataxus could not help but express his speculation.

As the group spoke, they went around to the front of the Temple of Athena, which was full of flat ground and steps paved with large flat stone slabs, leading up to the temple one by one, completely different from the bumpy dirt road before.

"Commander, do you want to go to the temple?" Sekrian made an inviting gesture.

Klotocatax hesitated, then shook his head.

Crotokatas graduated with honors from the Turian School, and knew very well that the Acropolis Temple of the Greek city-state was different from that of the Dioonian Kingdom in that it did not allow ordinary people to enter the main temple casually (only the sacrificial priests who could communicate with the gods could enter), so the temple gates were generally guarded by guards, but now that the Spartan people were taken prisoner, it was impossible for anyone to guard their acropolis anymore. It's just that although he entered here as a victor, he was not prepared to desecrate the faith of the Spartans with arrogance.

Klotocatax didn't go up, and the other generals were embarrassed to go up.

The Temple of Athena is already in the center of Sparta, walking on a flat stone path, surrounded by either tall bronze sculptures or magnificent buildings: an open-air sports arena, a theater-like civic meeting, a colonnad-like open building with a length of several tens of meters - a public canteen, altars for various gods and heroes, and a square surrounded by the victory column decorated by the famous statue of the Spartan king, which is mainly used for citizens to exercise in peacetime and gather in wartime......

Here, the city of Sparta finally showed a Greek supremacy far beyond that of a village. Presumably, there will be a lot of Spartan people wandering in this area every day in the past, and there will also be many Spartan citizens, young and old, who are exercising and fighting here, and it must be very lively...... But now there was no one else to be seen except for the patrolling Dionian soldiers, and it was very cold.

Klotocatax couldn't help but ask, "General Sekerian, where are you imprisoning the people of Sparta?" ”

"A part of the people were imprisoned at the Spartan warrior training ground in the southeast, mainly women and young children; The other part is at the port, helping us load and unload supplies by the way. Both of these places were heavily guarded, and there was no way they could escape. ”

Klotocatax nodded, and then he saw a bronze statue about 10 meters high standing not far in front of him, the statue was a heavily armed Spartan warrior, he held his head high, his eyes were resolute, he held a shield in his left hand and a spear and pestle in his right hand, giving people a firm and unyielding bearing. Wildflowers of all colors are planted around the statue, which are in full bloom at this time, giving the cold statue a little more life.

"This is the burial place of King Leonidas of Sparta." Sekrian pointed to the statue, and his originally relaxed expression also retracted.

"The one who died in the battle at Hot Springs?!" Tegatinos asked, somewhat excited.

"That's right, it's this hero." Sekrian replied in a deep voice.

Everyone's expressions suddenly became solemn.

Leonidas, the king of Sparta, led 300 soldiers to garrison Thermopylae, resisting the hundreds of thousands of Persian troops, which once made it impossible to advance, and finally all of them were killed by traitors. The Spartans erected a statue of the king, who had earned great fame for the city-state, in the hope that his courageous sacrifice would be passed on among the citizens.

Crotocartasses, though they were enemies, also saluted the Spartan hero with reverence from the bottom of their hearts.

After a while, the crowd turned to leave, and Sekrian suddenly sighed proudly, "It's a pity...... The time of Sparta is coming to an end! Maybe in the future it will be the story of our Dionian hero that will be circulated among the Greek people! ”

"There must be a lot of these stories about you, Sekrian." Oliver quipped.

"I don't think that day is far off!" Klotocatax immediately picked up the conversation and encouraged everyone.

Under the guidance of Seclian, everyone strode with longing to a grand building not far away, also made of red marble, which looked thick and solemn, which was the highest center of power in Sparta, the council hall. It was the office of the Council of Elders and the five Inspectors, but it was now the place where Klotocatax and the generals consulted on what to do with Sparta.

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Hundreds of years ago, a part of the Dorians who moved south from northern Greece occupied the plains of the Eurotas River and established many villages, known as the "Lassidians", a land they called "Laconia".

Over time, one of the villages rose up and won dominion over the four nearby villages, thus uniting to form a town, known as "Sparta", and having its own king.

Soon after, they began waging war against the other villages of Lassidianmon, but during the same period, several towns also sprung up in other parts of Laglia, and Sparta was not strong enough to conquer the entire region, instead allowing the other villages to unite against it.