"Yes, I'm sure."

The black woman said weakly, and Lan En nodded thoughtfully when she heard it, but she didn't dwell on the topic with them anymore.

"You should know that you can't keep this amount of food, right? The Spartans would not forgive those who killed the guards of the grain trucks and the men who carried the rations away. ”

The witcher said calmly.

"You have to take out the food, you can do it yourself, don't resist, I don't want to do anything to you."

"If you want to take the food, then you can just step over our corpses!"

The black woman stepped forward excitedly, and together they mustered up courage and took a step closer to Rann under the threat of losing their food.

Although it is only one step, it can be seen that they really have no other way to live.

"Don't be stupid, ma'am."

"I just said, 'You can do this yourself,' don't you understand what I mean?"

Lan En tilted his head to look at the group of refugees who seemed to be a little groggy from long-term hunger, and sighed helplessly.

"Save enough for you to last, then divide the rest and put it away, and go back and let my men take it back to the military camp in Sparta. I would say that what you left behind is a wastage, and the Spartans will accept it, after all, they didn't even have a sack of barley. ”

Modifications. On the one hand, this kind of behavior can become an excuse for cheating in the social system, but in the current situation, it can be a lifesaver for these refugees.

"In the meantime, don't be too greedy, ma'am. You'll have to hand over most of the food, and I can't guarantee that the Spartans won't make the same decision as me next time. ”

Lan En stared at the black woman who was the leader of the refugees and said seriously.

"Be careful, be careful, and not be greedyAs refugees who survive in war zones, if you can't maintain these qualities, then even if you take all this amount of food, you will only die a little later. For the sake of your children, please learn to exercise restraint. ”

The woman pursed her lips and looked behind her, and the eyes of the refugees she led, young and old, were focused on her.

Finally, the black woman nodded heavily: "Thank you, mercenary, for your kindness and your advice." We'll do it. ”

Lan nodded to them and walked out of the cave.

He remembered the location, and when Kassandra needed it, the food in this place could be used as one of her bargaining chips to win the Spartan army.

But when descending the mountain, Lan En's expression was not relaxed.

On the one hand, the life of a war refugee did make him a little uncomfortable. On the other hand, it was because he repeated the problem to this group of refugees.

From this time onwards, the military rations of the Spartans will be dealt an even more serious blow."

Lan En muttered to himself with a calm face.

Originally, the mercenary Icanos, who was destroying the Spartan grain trucks, was just doing it alone.

This is already a mercenary with a lot of war wisdom.

But this guy should be a rare and brainy guy. He was stunned for a moment after seeing these war refugees, and then decided to let the refugees directly divide the military rations.

"He's winning the hearts and minds of the refugees from Megaris, and it seems to be a bit of a mass mobilizer, sir. If this model is adhered to, then the efficiency of Ikanos's follow-up actions will be several times more than the current one. ”

Mentos kept up with Lan En's train of thought, this kind of topic was not the direction of its biological brain before, but after Lan En reached the permission of junior high school students, the improvement of computing power made it progress very quickly.

"If the slogan 'Athens will not let its allies suffer,' if he had come up with it on the fly, then he probably had a bit of an orator's talent."

"But I think he had much more than just a common hatred of the Megarians against Sparta."

Lann nodded, acknowledging Mentos' opinion. But at the same time, he also digs deep into this view, so that Mentos understands that what he is not good at is still not good at it in the end.

"The refugees don't hide their traces at all, and every time Ikanos's grain truck is killed, the wooden cart is damaged to the point that it is completely useless, and the refugees have to carry it on their shoulders. Under these circumstances, it was simply impossible for the refugees of Mergaris to slip away from the Spartan warriors, who were all good hunters. And when they get caught."

"Oh, the Spartans can do it to their own thin children, and you expect them to be merciful to the Gentile refugees?"

The witcher sneered, and his words were as cold as his.

"Don't think about it, the Spartans will slaughter the refugees who ate their rations. This behavior will make the Megarians even angrier, but the anger of the weak is ineffective, and they must rely on the strong to turn this anger into strength. That is, Athens. ”

In the end, Lan En sneered and came to a conclusion.

"Eventually, Athens would have gained more support in Megaris, and that support would have allowed them to hold Sparta's army on land longer."

"Icanos. This guy should go to Athens and be a politician. When the mercenary succumbed to talent. ”

"It's probably not that he doesn't want to be an Athenian politician, it's that he doesn't have Athenian citizenship and can't run for election under Athenian law, sir."

Mentos added, but wondering if it was an illusion, Lane felt a vague sigh of frustration from his biological brain.

"But it doesn't matter about human affairs, I'm still less involved, and I feel a little warmer."

Immediately, Mentos began to speak a little, which made Lan En pat his head a little uncomfortably.

By the time he had used his climbing technique and [Light Body Technique] to return to the walls of Megara again, it was already evening.

He went to the door of the inn where he had spent the night the night the night, and sure enough, he saw Fauber standing against the wall of the alley, still playing with a good silver coin in his hand.

"Fauber, can we continue playing tomorrow? I'm sure I'll be able to win you once! ”

"Of course, I'll see you tomorrow."

Several minors, who were even a head taller than Fauber, huddled in front of the little girl and chatted with Fauber, as if talking to her was a sign of elevating their status in the small circle.

Even when the group of children passed by Lan En noisily, none of them looked up at this big man, who was obviously different from ordinary people.

Because they were still talking about 'today's new friend,' and how interesting this friend was, how different it was from the children in the city of Magara. All in all it's cool.

"Wow." Lan En looked back at the group of children who had gone away, and then turned his head in amazement to look at the careless Fauber who was trying to behave.

"I know you have two brushes, but I didn't think you'd be so good at making friends?"

"It's okay, these little kids in the city don't really have much knowledge."

Fauber struggled to suppress the smug smile on his lips, grabbing the silver coin that had bounced into the air, and tucking it into his belt.

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