Chapter 845
The Devers thanked the commanders on the stage one by one. When it was the Legio IV commander Olivers's turn, he looked down at the silver scepter that had a different shape and length than before. He even joked, "Your Majesty, since the drought, our treasury has been tight. I was worried that we wouldn't be able to receive any rewards during the Triumph Parade."
The Devers replied seriously, "Rome has enough gold and silver, and there are also good craftsmen. Of course, since you care so much about the treasury, you can donate it to the finance department! "
"The finance department wouldn't care about such a small piece of silver," Olivers said with a smile, but he held the scepter tightly in his hand.
Sextus stood on the stage with the commanders, listening to the thunderous cheers of the soldiers and the people below the stage. He was both excited and nervous.
The Devers came in front of him and said with a serious smile, "Sextus, thank you for your contribution to the Kingdom of Diónia! I am very pleased that the Kingdom has such an excellent citizen like you! "
The Devers said as he handed the silver scepter to him.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Sextus expressed his gratitude excitedly, then took the scepter carefully. He looked at it again and again, not wanting to put it down.
"I look forward to the day when the Triumph Parade is held for you!" The Devers encouraged him again.
Dyvers' words and this scene made Sextus very proud. Learning from the other commanders, he put his feet together, held the scepter in his right hand, and struck the left side of his chest forcefully, performing a standard Dionysian military salute.
"Your Majesty!" The last commander on the stage rushed to give a military salute to the Devers first.
When the Devers saw him, there was a hint of apology on his face. "Y 'zam, this scepter should have been given to you a long time ago!"
Y 'zam was straightforward. "As long as Your Majesty can often think of the Mountain Reconnaissance Brigade in the future, you can forget about the Mountain Reconnaissance Brigade."
The Devers laughed and handed the scepter to him.
Y 'zam waved his scepter in the direction of the Mountain Reconnaissance Brigade. Seeing the soldiers cheer, he said to the Devers, "This glory belongs to the entire Mountain Reconnaissance Brigade. However, I think Printos is more suitable to sit in the carriage than I am. "
Devers said lightly, "I remember Printos's achievements. You don't have to worry about him anymore."
After the generals and soldiers on the platform received the cheers from the square, Devers walked to the front of the stage. Half of the 20 voice transmissions behind him were Latin people who were proficient in Greek.
The Devers shouted, "Whether it's the soldiers of the Diónia Tank Legion or the soldiers of Rome who have just joined Diónia, it's because of your heroic battles that we've won victory after victory that we can hold today's triumphant ceremony! The Kingdom thanks you, brave citizens of Diónia! "
"Victory!!! Victory! Victory! … "The square was filled with continuous cheers.
"We've traveled a long way to Latin to fight, mainly to make this place like the other parts of Diónia, where every citizen can own land, every citizen can enjoy equal rights, and every citizen can live a good life with their families! In order to achieve this goal, you've made a great sacrifice, and this war is far from over. There will be more sacrifices in the future. Citizens of Diónia, will you be afraid?! Will you back down?! "
"No!!! No!!! No!!! … "
The Devers nodded and shouted with passion, "As long as we work together and are not afraid of challenges, any enemy will be crushed by us. Rome will become a peaceful and prosperous place like Southern Italy! By then, your achievements will be engraved on stone tablets and written into history books for the people to admire! And you will also receive the most generous rewards of the Kingdom! "
At this point, the Devers could not help but shout, "Victory, warriors of Diónia!"
The excited soldiers immediately responded with continuous cheers, including many civilian soldiers of Rome, "Long live the Kingdom of Diónia! … "
"Devers, long live His Majesty the King! … "
…
The cheers echoed in the city of Rome, overshadowing the families of the nobles. It also made Stolo, who was standing in front of the window with his walking stick and looking at the square with a solemn expression.
At this moment, his wife, Cornia, came over and hugged him tightly.
Sensing her trembling, Stolo knew that his wife was afraid. These days, she had been worried that she would end up like the other male nobles in Rome. They would be escorted to some strange place by the Diónia soldiers, leaving her alone in this hostile city.
It was not only his wife who thought so. Even Stolo himself had once thought that he would be captured by the Diónia soldiers and sent to another place. After the assassination in the temple, some people who resisted Diónia were arrested one after another. As one of the masterminds, he thought that he would suffer the same fate. Although the patrols of the street where he lived had increased, no one had ever broken into his house.
Stolo became cautious and stopped interacting with others. At the same time, he had been thinking: Why is this happening?
Of course, he did not know that the Devers were interested in and respected him because he was a well-known historical figure.
He thought that the people of Diónia must have known about his special background and were waiting for him to surrender like the other civilians of Rome.
But he would not surrender because his father-in-law was still defending the Capitoline Mountain. His father was fighting outside the city of Rome. If he surrendered, what would happen to his family?
"Stolo, there have been rumors in the city for the past few days that our army has been … defeated. Is this true?" Cornia asked with a trembling voice.
Stolo regained his senses and immediately comforted her, "That's a 70,000 strong army, much more than the Diónia army. Moreover, they are led by the dictator Camillus himself. Even if there were one or two defeats, it would not affect the entire army too much! This is just a rumor to shake our confidence and make us surrender … "
"But …" Cornia was still worried, "The rumors of Wei Ai and Casrella being occupied should be true. I have seen many Vylians passing by the door these past two days."
"Even if Wei Ai and Casrella are really occupied by the people of Diónia, there is nothing to worry about." Stolo continued to comfort his wife, "The Celts had occupied more towns, but in the end, they were still defeated by us! As long as our army is still here, and Lord Camillus is still here, we can definitely … finally drive away the people of Diónia! "
At this point, Stolo quickly changed the topic, "What are we having for lunch today? I'm a little hungry. "
"Since the barns and cellars at home were plundered by the damn people of Diónia, what else can there be to eat! Every day, we are given a little flour and a few dry fruits according to the number of people … "Cornia said loudly, her resentment towards the people of Diónia was clear in her words.
"By the way, the people of Diónia did send a few river fishes here in the wee hours of the morning. Finally, there is some meat, but the smell of the river fishes is too strong. We can't eat it if it's not cooked properly. I have to go to the kitchen to inform the servants …" Cornia finished speaking and hurried out of the room.
Stolo's face became heavy again as he stared out of the window.
The triumphal parade had ended. The people of Rome who had dispersed from the square were returning to their new homes in groups. Mount Sirio was the area where most of the people were settled in Rome. The people were discussing the triumphal parade that they had just watched. Their voices were so loud that even Stolo, who lived on the mountainside, could hear them clearly. Whether it was discussing the difference between the two triumphal parades, lamenting that Sextus and Valerius were one of the protagonists of the triumphal parade, or discussing the speech of the King of Diónia during the triumphal parade … Stolo could hear the same emotions and excitement in the people's words.
Compared to the occupation of Rome and the defeat of the army, what worried him the most was that the people of Rome were acknowledging the Kingdom of Diónia.
"Turn Rome into a fair, wealthy, and peaceful city?!" Stolo murmured. This was his ambition since he became an adult, but he knew how difficult it was to achieve this goal. Now, the enemies of Rome were using this to win the recognition of the people of Rome. This was something that the barbaric Celts would never have thought of! 'Dear senators, do you know that what you have been trying to prevent is now a sharp weapon piercing your chest?!'
Stolo looked at the silhouette of Capitoline Hill in the distance in the southeast and punched the windowsill in frustration.
… …
At this time, the senators of Rome and Stolo were looking at the Square of Rome from Capitoline Hill. As Capitoline Hill was the highest in the city and not too far from the Square of Rome, they could see it more clearly. They could even vaguely see the priests, statues, bands, generals in carriages, and marching soldiers …
Although they could not hear anything, the senators of Rome who knew the Kingdom of Diónia better knew what the people of Diónia were doing. They were holding a triumphal parade in Rome!
What made them even angrier was that among the soldiers who participated in the triumphal parade, there was a general wearing Roman armor and many Roman soldiers. At the end of the parade, they could even hear the shouts in Latin. So before the triumphal parade in the square ended, many of the senators had quietly left the top of the cliff.
The only thing that the senators were glad about was that a few days ago, they had sent soldiers to block off the area where they could see the Square of Rome the clearest and forbade anyone from entering.
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