Chapter 127
The Turís were no longer angry. They nodded helplessly.
On the way back to the city of Turís, Cunogorata rode in the front alone. Neonsith, who was following behind him, felt a chill down his spine. He wanted to stop Cunogorata several times, but he held himself back. He was able to become the general of Turís because of Cunogorata's strong support. Cunogorata suggested that Neonsith should be in charge of the treasury and trade, because he was good at financial management and accounting. However, today, he changed the decision that Cunogorata had made without consulting with Cunogorata. Based on his understanding of Cunogorata, the general who never showed mercy to those who opposed him must hate him very much! What should I do? Neonsith asked himself anxiously. He had fallen in love with the position of general and did not want to be kicked out.
Cunogorata really hated Neonsith. In the past, he might have made the same choice as Neonsith, just like how he opposed Felice in the City Hall. However, the failure of the battle had aroused the fear in his heart. He had woken up many times in his dreams because of the ferocious faces of the Lucarians. After this battle, he realized how vulnerable he was. War was a completely different world from politics. His political skills were completely useless on this bloody battlefield. What was more frightening was that he realized that the Turís were only outwardly strong but inwardly weak. Therefore, no matter how difficult the financial situation was, he had to maintain this employment agreement. As long as he strengthened his relationship with the military genius Devers in the next six months, he believed that the alliance between Turís and Amendolar would definitely be stable. However, Neonsith, the "traitor", had ruined everything!
Cunogorata was furious. At the end of the meeting, this idiot, who used to be a lowly employee of a big merchant, actually said to Ancetanos, "Since we're already allies, why bother with employment? It's a waste of money." What the hell did he know? How could an alliance and an employment have the same binding force on Amendolar? Didn't you see that the smart young consul of Amendolar wanted us to abandon this agreement as soon as possible? Not only did he not refute, but he also voluntarily gave up! This idiot with no political sense should not be allowed to stay in the City Hall. He must be kicked out as soon as possible!
Ancitanos was still angry that the Devers had rejected his request for an interview. He had been thinking about how to find a reason to come to Amendolar after the agreement was signed and learn about the situation from the other new citizens of Amendolar who had gone to Persia. Therefore, he did not notice the abnormality of the two generals in front and behind him.
… …
When the Devers returned home, they thought of a very important matter. They pondered for a long time, but they were still at a loss.
Thus, he called the Asistes over and said, "Now, the alliance agreement with Turís is about to be signed. Preparations for the plan against Lucaria had to begin. First of all, we need to understand the current situation in the Lucaria region. Only then can we formulate the correct strategic plan and carry out targeted preparations according to the actual situation. However, the problem was that the Lucanians rarely interacted with the Turís and Amendola. It was even more impossible now, so they could only send people to investigate. However, the Greeks are definitely out of the question. The difference in appearance is too obvious. If we send those captive Lucanians, we are afraid that they will take the opportunity to escape and leak the situation here … Sigh! This is difficult! Yasi, do you have any suggestions? "
The Asistes also thought hard for a while and suddenly laughed, "Mr. Consul, you forgot about someone. I think he is quite suitable."
"Oh! Who is it?! "The Devers originally wanted to make a desperate attempt, but they did not expect the Asistes to really have a candidate.
"Izam!"
"… The son of the leader Dukeya!" The Devers finally remembered. In the Byzantine Empire, Izam was in Timazon's camp. At that time, the Dukeya people were no longer useful, and everyone only treated him as an ordinary soldier. In addition, the morale of the soldiers was unstable, so no one cared about his movements. However, the Devers vaguely remembered that someone told him that Izam later joined his mercenary army, and he was in Hieronymus's company. Now that he thought about it, Izam was very curious, smart, and had a strong ability to learn languages. This left a certain impression on the Devers. Moreover, he also grew up in the mountains.
"Does he look like a Lucanian?" The Devers asked uncertainly.
"More like!" The Asistes said with certainty, "His height and body shape are quite similar, but his hair color is slightly different. However, this can be done with makeup. Most importantly, he married a Lucanian woman as his wife, and he can learn the language and habits from his wife. "
"Oh, just like you!" The Devers relaxed after finding a suitable candidate. He joked, "I didn't expect you to really marry a Lucanian girl, and she is really Bagoule's sister!"
This time, it was the Asistes who was a little shy and didn't say anything.
"What does she look like? Don't tell me she's like her brother? "The Devers asked curiously with a smile.
"She's … She's okay …" The Asistes mumbled in embarrassment for a long time before squeezing out a sentence.
"Okay?! Then she's not bad! " The Devers knew his herald better than anyone else. He said with certainty, "Vesba is the leader of the entire tribe. Of course he would choose the most beautiful woman in the tribe as his wife, and his daughter would definitely not be bad. As for Bagoule … He's a crooked beauty."
The Devers continued to tease, "But your brother-in-law is also very impressive. Even with his looks, the most beautiful woman in Amendola still can't forget him, and she's willing to wait for him for five years."
Seeing that the Asistes didn't say anything and only smiled, the Devers said, "Yasi, let me give you a suggestion. You'd better be understanding and tolerant, learn from your wife, and get to know the Lucanians seriously. Maybe one day, when you have enough power, I will really send you to Lucania. "
"Master Devers, can we really take over Lucania?! I heard from my wife that there are five to six main towns in Lucania City, hundreds of tribes, and a population of more than a hundred thousand … "The Asistes asked worriedly and doubtfully.
"As long as you dare to think about it, prepare carefully, and plan correctly, everything is possible!" The Devers encouraged him confidently.
The Asistes was deep in thought.
The Devers said, "Go and call Izam here."
"Yes!"
"Wait!" The Devers remembered something and stopped the Asistes who was about to leave the living room. "I have an important task for you! I need to keep abreast of the movements of the surrounding city-states, such as Tarantum, Turií, Heraclea, Clotho, and so on. Some of the new laws and changes they have made in trade, politics, and military, as well as the situation of the people in the city-states, and so on. Someone needs to organize manpower to collect information, summarize, and report to me in time so that we can formulate corresponding laws and measures according to the situation of the neighboring states in time. You will be in charge of this in advance. If you need money and manpower, I will supply it to you. "
"Yes, Master Devers." The Asistes agreed without hesitation.
The Devers saw that he was very enthusiastic, and reminded him, "Doing this kind of city-state intelligence gathering is a complicated but huge work that requires patience and meticulousness. You have no experience at the beginning, you can start from Turií …" The Devers carefully told the Asistes about some of the principles and experience of intelligence gathering that he saw in books and on the Internet in his previous life.
The Asistes listened carefully and remembered. He was very excited because this was the first time he was in charge of a specific matter independently. It was obviously more interesting and important than being a herald who only called people and conveyed orders.
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Izzam and his Lucanian wife were working in the fields.
As a Ducian mountaineer, Izzam did not have the traditional Greek custom of not allowing a housewife to show her face in public. When his new wife asked to go with him to work in the fields, he not only agreed, but was also delighted. In Dukea, when there was a shortage of manpower, women had to go out hunting or even fighting with javelins. His wife took the initiative to work with him, which meant that she had already integrated into this new family, so of course Izam was happy. Although on the way to the farmland, the people of the city-state looked at them strangely, he was still in high spirits and constantly communicated with his wife in stammering Lucanian.
As Izam joined the mercenary army very late, the land that he was assigned to was not very good. Not only was it only five acres of land, but it was also far from the river and closer to the mountains. The quality of the land was not high either. Fortunately, when he chose to be a guide for the Greeks, he expressed his desire to go out and explore the world to his strict father, Camoros. The leader of Dukea gave him a lot of money, and now he could finally put it to use. At the suggestion of a good comrade, he bought three slaves from Tarantum in one go. Two Egyptian slaves were responsible for plowing the land for him, and one Greek slave was responsible for herding cattle and sheep for him. After all, his land was close to the mountains, which was more convenient for herding. (The mountains were public property of the city of Amendolara, and anyone could go in and out to graze. However, felling of trees required the approval of the city-state's treasurer, and a certain fee was also charged according to the situation. This was a bill proposed by the Devers, and it was discussed and passed by the Senate, mainly to prevent indiscriminate cutting of trees.) In fact, if it was not for Krystoya opening a bank and providing loans at low interest rates, many of his comrades would have to borrow money from him.
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