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Chapter 90 Greek Fire(1/2)

The slaves have no education and no knowledge. What kind of principles are told to them? That is what only the brainless and corrupt scholars do.

To gather these people and make them dare to work hard for themselves, two things need to be done.

The first is to give full benefits, or directly give benefits.

Li Xiang is generous in this regard, and he distributed the large amount of money and materials he seized without hesitation.

It was indeed not hesitant, because these things were meaningless to Li Xiang. Even if he had made a mountain of gold and silver, he could not take them away. Of course, it was meaningless.

The second is to give them the belief of fighting to the death. Combined with the actual situation at this time, it is to take revenge.

No person with normal brain circuits is willing to be a slave.

These slaves were all captured, and everyone had an unbearable past.

After dinner, Li Xiang officially held a complaint meeting in the barracks of the city guards.

Everyone found a place to sit down, and then walked up to the temporary wooden platform to tell their tragic stories in front of everyone.

Li Xiang couldn't say this because he really had no hardship to tell.

So the first one to play was Spartacus.

This kid is not only strong, but also has a good mind and eloquence, so he asked him to give everyone a try first.

"I'm a Thracian."

Spartacus stood on the wooden platform and looked around. Not only these rescued slaves, but also a large number of Capua civilians watched on the periphery.

"I originally had a happy family..."

The story must be sad, it is nothing more than the destruction of one's own family and the destruction of one's own family and the destruction of one's own slaves.

The effect is definitely there, but it is not as good as expected.

The reason is that Li Xiang helped to save Spartacus's wife Sula, who had died tragically.

If Sura died, this story would definitely be perfect.

But it doesn't matter. Spartacus just made a move and set the tone, and the big head was behind it.

The next one to play was Ashul. Although this Syrian was not as strong as a leg, his mind was the most utilitarian and cruel among gladiators, especially his eloquence was absolutely nothing to say. In the original plot, even the slave owner Batitas was fooled by him.

A roundabout way.

After Ashur came to the stage, the story was so full of emotion that it made people cry.

It tells the story of how a slave with a miserable fate lived a life worse than death, how his family was broken and his people were dead all day long, and how he lived on the edge of the death line.

Ashur has a good eloquence, and more importantly, the slaves around him have empathy, which naturally aroused empathy.

When Ashur didn't know whether it was true or not, he began to cry, beat his chest and stamped his feet and wailed and shouted the names of his dead relatives, the crying sounds in the military camp gradually increased louder, and then the slaves infected by emotions began to howl and cry.

Even the gladiators are no exception.

Who doesn’t have a home yet? Apart from Wukong, who is there someone who popped out of the stone?

With the beginning, the latter will be natural.

After all the entrusted people arranged by Li Xiang to come on stage, the slaves began to spontaneously go on stage to cry about their miserable life.

The people here have similar background experiences, so they naturally empathize.

For a moment, the sound of crying in the military camp continued.

"Why are those Romans crying?" Li Xiang greeted Ashur and signaled to the local Capua citizens who were watching. "They are not slaves."

"Those are Roman civilians." Ashur has been working outside for a long time and knows more about things outside. "They live no differently than slaves except for the name of a Roman."

At this time, Rome was no longer a Rome that the legion only conscripted from the citizens.

The city of Rome is better because it can sell tickets and receive relief bread. The citizens there can barely survive no matter how much they say.

But the citizens in other cities are not treated so well.

This era is not more than two thousand years later, and there are not so many job opportunities in the city.

Moreover, there are free slaves who don’t have wages to work, which gives ordinary citizens even fewer opportunities to support their families.

Without work and land, it was not that easy for these Roman civilians to live.

The only way is to borrow money.

You have to pay back the borrowed money, and you also need to add terrible interest.

When I can't afford it, I either take the initiative to be a gladiator like Vero, or I can only sell x as a slave.

It is natural that the slaves' complaints resonate with local civilians.

Li Xiang rubbed his chin and his eyes changed, "Ashuer, go and call all the civilians into the military camp."

Ashur's mind was full of energy and immediately lowered his voice, "Do you want to use them as a target to vent your emotions for the slaves?"

"Don't mess around."

Li Xiang simply shook his head, "We want to do big things, naturally the more people, the better. How many people can the Roman legion have? How many civilians can't survive in various places? If they can really be pulled to our side, each person soaked in yellow water will also nourish them."

Ashur is a typical person who is good at taking advantage of opportunities. Now the rebel army is good, so he naturally stays here to give advice.

After thinking about it, I understood what Li Xiang meant. I thought this method was pretty good and gave my own advice, "Is it possible to give me some benefits if I am afraid they won't come?"

"This suggestion is good. Everyone who comes here will give away bread. Those who are willing to go on stage to complain will give you an extra bag of flour."

People who live in an era of abundant supplies cannot understand how terrible it is to live without any meals for the whole day.

Cities like Capua actually have relief foods distributed, of course, only for Roman citizens.

But like the city guards, the nobles swallowed most of the relief food, and not only did the remaining ones not enough, they were even replaced with rotten food that was difficult to swallow.

Even so, you will be able to get the broken head for these rotten grains.

Now that Li wanted to take the initiative to distribute food to them, there was naturally a rush of people.

"Stop eating."

Li Xiang kicked Vero, who was busy eating and drinking, on the butt, "Go up, it's time for you to complain."

Vero, whose mouth was stuffed with honey and bread, was still silly "What?"

"You are on the stage as a Roman civilian." Li Xiang squatted down and told him, "Just tell me why you can't live? How miserable are you in your life... Finally, you must add a sentence to create a new Rome again so that everyone can eat!"

"oh oh."

Vero went up to the wooden platform in a daze and shouted loudly to the Roman civilians who were eating nonchalantly, "I am also a Roman..."

Li Xiang knew that the complaint conference, which was like a time travel artifact, was very effective, but he never expected that the effect would be so great.

The complaint conference was combined with the distribution of food and goods copied from the nobles everywhere, and achieved unexpected results.

Not only did the slaves in the city join the rebel army collectively, but even the local civilians joined the group in large numbers.

After a rough count of the number of people, it was as high as seven or eight thousand.

The entire city of Capua has a total population of only tens of thousands...not including slaves.

Of course, many of them belong to the elderly, weak, women and children, and more are those who change their minds and take advantage of them before talking about them.

But no matter what, at least they really have the identity of the rebel army now.

The complaint meeting has to continue, and the corresponding training and preparation are also gradually underway.

It is impossible for Li Xiang to have no plan to train these people into elite warriors.

After all, Capua is too close to Rome City, and it will take a long time to get news from there and send a legion.

To put it bluntly, the rebels at this time were a bit combat-effective, while the others were basically at the level of refugees and had no combat power.

It is a dream to rely on them to defeat the Roman legion.

Li wanted to arrange for Spartacus to lead a large number of grain supplies, women's family, etc. to establish a temporary camp in the mountains outside the city.

Afterwards, the supplies were counted and prepared to retreat before the Roman legion arrived.

"What is this?"

In the warehouse, Li Xiang looked at the buckets of black viscous liquid in front of him and asked the warehouse keeper beside him.

"This is a Greek fire, which was originally intended to be sent to Gaul for the Legion."

As soon as Li Xiang talks about this, he understands, it’s just oil.

Looking at so many barrels of oil in front of him, Li Xiang rubbed his chin and fell into deep thought.

He originally planned to plunder it and leave after all, the mob of rebels could not be an opponent of the Roman legion.

But now that Li Xiang found these oils, he had an idea in his mind.

You must leave, but before you leave, you can fight a war. The Roman legion in the province pursued all the way and directly destroyed the rebels.

The city of Rome, which received the news that Capua fell into the hands of the rebels, finally responded.

The Senate sent Grebo and Sepsius to lead three thousand soldiers to Capua to quell the rebellion.

This efficiency is really surprisingly high for the Senate.
To be continued...
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