The Spartans were not weak

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"Spartan Temple of the God of War, bring 100 morale." A set of data appears in the misty eyes.

Waking up in the apse of the closed temple, Aaron saw for the first time that on the surrounding pillars, there were many reliefs of young girls with a free demeanor, the texture of the fine stones, the colors of the relief shapes, and the mural art, which brought people a serene and solemn visual experience.

Reflected in Aaron's pupils, the main beams that run through the apse are fixed directly to the capitals, and the lintels are topped with many white friezes. Soft angles of light, exquisite carving art, everything shows mystery, nobility, perfect harmony.

The architectural style of Greece is characterized by harmony, simplicity, solemnity and clear layout.

And the stately building of the Temple of the Spartan God of War is the epitome of these stylistic characteristics.

After a day of slumber in a coma, Aaron struggled with his sore-numbed arms to get up from the soft bed with the scent of the body, if he was right. The apse of the temple, which was supposed to belong to the room of the high-ranking priest Nosica. At this time, the apse of the temple was empty, and at this moment, Aaron's feeling was that his back and chest were painful, and he couldn't push too hard, and he was afraid that he would have problems even getting out of bed and walking.

"My king!"

At this time, a young maid holding a plate in both hands suddenly walked in the door and bumped into Aaron awake.

"The King Awakens!" Her surprised voice was immediately heard by the Spartan heavy helmet waiting outside the door, as well as the Spartan elders who were dozing in the corridor.

Looking at the sudden influx of a large group of people, Aaron only frowned and asked two words, "Is the crop harvest going smoothly, and how much damage has the invasion of the bear people caused?" ”

Despite his war wounds, Aaron was still thinking about these two things during the day he was unconscious.

The Spartan Elder, who has a loyalty of 8 stars, took two steps forward and responded respectfully, "The crops have all been harvested, and the bear barbarians have stopped their invasion since yesterday. Until now, the scouts have gone deep into the plains to investigate the movements of the bear tribe, and ask my king to recuperate with peace of mind. ”

Listening to the reply of the Spartan elder, Aaron secretly exclaimed that he was lucky, which was a sigh of relief. After half a year of bitterness, the distribution of rations in Sparta has long been unsustainable.

Hoarding food is the top priority at the moment. If Sparta wanted to grow rapidly, it would never be possible for its subjects to not be allocated enough rations for their subsistence. At present, Sparta is in a transitional period when material assets are not abundant and there is no trade support, and only food and population are the basis for all this.

Aaron let out a long breath and relaxed his somewhat stiff body again, and inadvertently, his gaze swept over the two squires.

"The doctor level is level 1, and the healing ability is 1 star. Learning potential 7 stars. ”

"Doctor level 2, 2 stars for healing ability. Learning potential 8 stars. ”

Aaron was surprised to find that these two Spartan maidens who had served and followed him for a long time suddenly had two sets of data like this on their bodies.

In Aaron's view, ancient Greek medicine was often imprisoned by religion. In addition to simple medical skills, doctors can only use mantras, home remedies and prayers to heal people. If viewed from the perspective of a traverser, such healing not only does not seem to have much effect on the injured and sick. It can even cause mistakes and hasten the death of the injured and sick.

But then again, there was already a Temple of War and the performance of a high-ranking priest there, and everything now can no longer be measured with the eyes of the past.

Suddenly thinking of a certain figure, Aaron's eyes scanned back and forth in this large apse, but he didn't find the figure of Nosica, a high-ranking divine servant.

"God of War Divine Servant, where is she?"

Aaron's question wasn't just out of concern. It's because Nosica is already the closest person to Ares, the god of war. Whether it is the three-fold increase of the 9-star high-level divine servant, or the potential of the 9-star sacrifice, it is full of expectations.

Since the ritual, it has been natural for Aaron to list her as an object of great concern and protection.

However, the squire's answer was not optimistic. "My king, in order to beg the god of war for a blessing, she made a blood sacrifice to the god of war yesterday, and due to excessive blood loss, she has been in a weak coma until now."

"I see." After listening to the truthful answers of the two Spartan girls, Aaron's face was not good-looking.

His thoughts went back to yesterday, and he recalled the blow of the red-haired barbarian, and even made him hear the sound of his ribs breaking 'gaba', judging from the sweet taste that welled up in his throat at that time, it must have been a very serious internal injury. When he first woke up, he was a little suspicious. Now the squire's answer further confirmed his guess.

Aaron moved, and he felt some burning sensation in his back, and a palm-wide pain in his right armpit. When you move your shoulders, you will also hear some subtle rub sounds in your ears.

The feeling that the bones have just healed is like being in bed for months, and it seems that everything is fine as long as it is adjusted for a few days.

Now Aaron understands that it all turned out to be all through the blessing of Ares, the god of war. And from the word 'blood sacrifice', it is enough to explain the high price.

"From now on, you two must serve the divine servant Nosica carefully, and there must be no mistakes!"

The two Spartan girls, who had just become 1-star and 2-star doctors, quickly lowered their heads to show compliance. And from the miserable white faces hanging down their heads, it can be seen that this is probably the first time they have heard Aaron's serious tone with a warning meaning.

Next, Aaron rejected the well-intentioned persuasion of the crowd. He struggled out of bed, endured great pain, and after a few slight shakings, regained his footing on the ground.

Because of a few coherent movements, his bones kept making a 'click' sound. But Aaron didn't care about any of this, not only did he have to give the bed back to Nosica, but from today, Aaron would also join the Spartan youth team.

He decided to make himself strong, brave, and invincible like a Spartan helmet through Spartan military training!

"The leader is injured, and the morale of the Temple of Mars drops by 50 points. Spartan Reserve combat morale decreased by 50 points, and Spartan Heavy Helmet combat morale decreased by 200 points. ”

Through this set of data, Aaron has begun to realize that a body that is too cowardly will not only damage the prestige of the king of Sparta, but also cause losses to the territory. It is also possible that on the battlefield, the enemy sees it as a weak point for the Spartans.

From now on, whether for himself or for Sparta, Aaron will not allow himself to drag the Spartans back because of himself.

Not only did he have to gain the respect of his subjects, but he also had to win the pride and self-esteem of the Spartan king on the battlefield.

"Get out of the way!"

At this moment, every Spartan elder who retreated back witnessed the powerful Spartan will hidden behind this resolute look.

Aaron dragged his overdrawn body, carrying the weight with his tenacious will, and in just a few steps, the sweat had already reflected his slightly twitching cheeks. Compared to the hardships of the Spartan youth team, he knew that this pain was just the beginning.

(The contract has been sent and the contract status has been changed.) Vote with confidence. Tonight, it may be past 12 o'clock, everyone can

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