A city-state is a country with a city as the center and towns scattered around it.

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Although he was over sixty years old, he was still tall and sturdy as a Spartan diplomat from the army.

Listening to the words of the Spartan king, this wrinkled face showed a slight consternation.

Aaron saw his expression in his eyes, and at this time he could see that the flesh of the temples and the hilum part of the head had shrunk, and the face was very narrow, but the lower part was very wide and long. It is as if it is a woodcut, leaving many traces of time.

"My king, our goods and gold have all been consumed on the horses and slaves behind us. The second time we went to sea, we didn't have ......" This is probably the part that surprises the diplomats and elders the most.

But Aaron just smiled, not in the slightest, only to see the corners of his mouth slightly outlined, as if he had been prepared, and waved his arms back.

As the king of Sparta pointed out, the diplomat elders first noticed that the joints in Aaron's hands seemed to be a little stiffer, and too long, and the lines were weak but stiff.

Continuing to look at the hard fingers, the diplomat elder was surprised to find that the Spartan warrior had lifted several curtains behind him, revealing the three gold-cast statues of the god of war below.

Almost exactly the same as the statues in the temple of the god of war, in the horizon, there are three pure gold statues of the god of war, wearing golden armor, gold sleeves on their arms, and holding copper spears, each posing in different postures, or standing, or looking, or contempt, all the lines are perfect.

At this time, the eyebrows stretched out to both sides gave Aaron's eyes a special brilliance, "bringing the glory of Ares, the god of war...... You're going to a country at war. You know, with money and goods, to buy the Spartans of our robes is simply ridiculous nonsense. ”

Aaron's eyebrows were raised, and his sparkling pupils were slightly permeated with hope, "In the name of Ares, the god of war, go and call on every Spartan in the Spartan city-state to say that they need to fight for Ares......"

Speaking of this, Aaron's gaze swept over the god of war to sacrifice Nosica, who nodded slightly. Then Aaron's gaze, which looked as far as two distant mountains, clear and hazy, he looked down at the calm waters of the Dead Sea in the distance, and continued, "Go, the ships of light and shadow that no sailors and no one can approach at will, speak for themselves. Go and tell every Spartan warrior that only this is the closest place to the god of war. …… The glorious realm that the god of war Ares has his eyes on needs their joining! ”

Infected by Aaron's far-reaching gaze, the diplomat elder could barely suppress the faster and faster heartbeat. His warrior heart was reawakened, and he returned to the moment when he stood on the battlefield in the prime of life.

Every word of the king of Sparta, and the kind of contagious look in his eyes, made the old warrior excited, and tears of glory filled his eyes, and this kind of pleasure could no longer be expressed in shallow words.

Imagine if there were tens of thousands of Spartan hoplites fighting side by side.

Just imagining it immediately made every hair on the diplomat elder's body beat happily. And in order to achieve this goal, he will be willing to pay the price of his life to accomplish it.

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Two hours later, three solid gold statues of Ares, the god of war, were loaded onto the largest ships of light and shadow!

When the sound of anchoring began to echo, the Black Labors slaves pushed the ship into the sea. A strong wind turned into an abrupt wind, gathering thick clouds, quickly gathering all the clouds in the sky, forming a huge whirlpool.

On the surface of the Dead Sea, a white portico appeared, and around the porch, there were many heavy cloud curtains, as if it had spread a carpet to Sparta, waiting quietly for the 'ship of light and shadow' to pass through it.

Witness the calm Dead Sea churn again, but the hazy shadow of the white sailing ship sails smoothly, one after another into the center of the whirlpool surrounded by the cloud curtain. Aaron's ears echoed the words of farewell to Nosica.

"Thank you, Nosica!"

"As a servant of the god of war, I am willing to give everything for Sparta. As Nosica...... I am willing to give everything for my king. ”

A slight trembling sound trembled and thinner in the air, until finally it became nothing.

Nosica's last words were uninaudible, but they still added a touch of sadness to Aaron's heart. Although attracted by Nosica's increasingly holy temperament, it was only a kind of profane and holy instinct that was usually hidden, like most men.

Sparta needed a god of war sacrifice with great potential, and after all, Aaron didn't have evil thoughts about Nosica.

It's just that Nosika's soft words seem to have a sweet and cool breeze that sweeps through his heart. In short, it's an indescribable feeling.

"Perhaps, in this world, as long as you have it, you will lose it." Aaron couldn't put into words the wonderful feeling he felt at the moment, he just shook his head and shook off these thoughts.

The face is like a breeze blowing, and the eyes are like a streamer with sharp light.

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The construction of the walls of Sparta was in full swing.

The progress of the project, as the master builder Uria had promised, will end before the onset of the 'Abyssal Worm's raging winter.

Looking back at the Void Space Temple, counting the newly joined Templar warriors of the 'Blood Confession', the Level 2 Void Sanctuary now has a total of three hundred and sixty Spartan Templars.

It's just that with the consumption of crystal stone forging temple equipment, Aaron must start a new mining of the Gobi Desert outside the 'Bloodstained Grand Canyon'.

In order to arouse the enthusiasm of the Parthians, Thracians, Romans, and Persians, a total of about 7,000 Greek slaves, Aaron announced on the spot that they had been relieved of their slavery status and could join Sparta as freemen. In this glorious land, they can start afresh by hard work.

As for the 3,000 Greek freedmen who volunteered to come to Sparta, most of them were strong farmers or adventurous freedom fighters. Aaron allowed them to join the army and fight for citizenship in the kingdom of Sparta through their exploits and glory.

It lasted until after noon, when the business at hand had just ended, when Aaron's ears suddenly heard the horn of Spartan vigilance.

"My king, the wolf clan is invading!"

The scout's proclamation made Aaron's newly stretched forehead wrinkle again, and it was covered with faintly visible green tendons.

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(Ahem, who is so ruthless.) Urging 10,000 2, it's terrible. 6,000 words can also be satisfied, this ...... ）