"But your Majesty is your safety-" Olivers said with concern.

Davers waved his hand and said loudly: "My security is protected by the guard! Besides, this city has been conquered by our heroic soldiers. I don't think there is still the Romans here who have the courage to challenge the kingdom!"

No one of the senior generals raised questions anymore.

Davers faced Temoses again and said kindly: "Go to receive treatment quickly, I hope to hear the news of your meritorious service again soon!"

Davers looked at the standing soldiers next to him and waved his hand, "The warriors of Dionia, all return to their base to rest and restore your abundant energy to welcome the next battle!"

At this moment, Tymoses Pace, who was moved by what Davers said, couldn't help but shout, "His Majesty Davers!"

The soldiers around who heard Davers speak were equally excited and shouted: "His Majesty Davers wins!..."

Soon, the sound rang throughout the city, and the Roman people hiding in the house were scared when they heard the deafening shouts.

Some of the brave even looked at Davers and others who were walking in the street through the window, their eyes full of hatred.

Of course, Davers also saw these sharp eyes as sharp as a knife. He didn't care. Instead, he looked around leisurely, poking the ground with his feet from time to time. He clearly felt that Rome at this time was still far from the Roman Empire in the history of his previous life, which was famous for roads, bridges and buildings. After all, Rome had just risen in central Italy at this time, and it was far from building a huge road system to facilitate the rule of Italy. Even the vertebrae bridge on the Tiber River was not a stone bridge. Dionia's strength in construction was far superior to Rome, which made Davers feel happy. He couldn't help but say: "I heard that the Romans built the entire city very ugly in order to quickly rebuild the city of Rome. Now it seems that this rumor is true."

"Yes, Your Majesty! The city of Rome is not only ugly, but also ugly. Originally, this place had a large river, hills, and flat land. It was planned and built well and would be a very beautiful city, but it was ruined by the Romans!" Heniporis sighed regretfully.

"Now this city belongs to Dionia, we can completely knock it down and rebuild it!" Martonis said indifferently.

"It seems that you, Martonis, are very interested in rebuilding Rome. After the war is over, you can ask the Senate to appoint you as the escort officer of Rome." Davers said quipped.

"No, your majesty, I am not interested in rebuilding the city of Rome. You should give this position to others." Martonis said hurriedly.

Everyone laughed.

When Davers swept the body of a Roman people on the corner of the street from the corner of the street, his smile calmed down: "Before the siege, I asked the legions to not kill the people in the city at will after breaking through the city. How are the soldiers carrying out the execution?"

Olivers glanced at Davers's face and said carefully: "We have repeatedly emphasized that the soldiers tried not to attack the people in the city, but some people were ungrateful and attacked us on their own initiative, so there was nothing we could do. In fact, the main reason for their injuries and death was that they fled in panic after seeing us breaking the city, pushing each other and trampling on each other, so many casualties and injuries were caused in their square..."

Of course, Davers understood that after capturing the enemy's city, there were no civilians who did not die or injured. Otherwise, how could the people of the enemy country be convinced? He just wanted to warn these legion commanders to restrain the soldiers and not to act randomly: "The Roman army is still on the way. The more living Roman people we have, the more beneficial it will be for the subsequent battle... Have these Romans returned to their residences?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, some people are unwilling to leave, and they are in the square, we... have to take some compulsory measures!" said Matonis.

Davers nodded. At this time, he had already entered the Roman Forum. The wide and flat ground was almost red at this moment. Pools of blood were constantly reflected in Davers' eyes. He frowned and watched the soldiers cleaning the square and dragging away the bodies, and then said, "What do you do with these bodies?"

Martonis pointed in front of him and said disrespectfully: "Drag to the square outside the East City to cremate."

Davers pondered for a moment and said, "When cremation, bring some Romans with them, let them confirm the identity of the deceased, and then bring the ashes to the deceased's relatives."

Martonis was stunned, thinking that this matter was a bit troublesome, and wanted to argue again. Olivers stopped him and interrupted, "Okay, your majesty, I will send someone to notify Amintas who is in charge of this matter."

Davers and his group walked north through the square. He saw twelve copper pillars that were about one person to hug, standing at the edge of the square. He stepped forward and looked up.

Each copper pillar is engraved with handwriting. Perhaps it has been a bit rusty after years of age and has been hit by wind and rain.

"Your Majesty, what is it written on it?" Heniporis asked curiously when he saw Davers being evident.

"This is Rome's 12 bronze metering method. The above records the laws of the Romans. Like our Dionia, Rome is a country that follows the law extremely!" Davers sighed with emotion. He remembered that when he was studying law in college in his previous life, Rome's "Twelve bronze metering method" was an important basis for understanding the formation of Western laws. He did not expect to see the real thing today.

He reached out to touch the cold copper pillar, his past and present life intertwined at this moment, and he said with emotion: "This is the most precious wealth of the Romans!"

Olivers said with a compliment: "It's a pity that this precious wealth of the Romans has now belonged to us Dionia!"

Heniporis glanced at the copper pillars with a greedy look. Although he did not know Latin words, he had decided to buy a literate Latin slave and copy all the above clauses.

"Let's go." Davers led them up the steps, pushed open the thick wooden door, and entered the Senate, the center of power in the city of Rome.

"Is this the Senate in Rome? It's much smaller than our Grand Council!" Henipolis looked around and said with a little disdain.

Davers did not speak, but was also carefully looking at the buildings that frequently appeared in literary works, historical materials, and film and television works in his previous life. Compared with the Turi's Grand Chamber, which could accommodate thousands of people, this circular venue could only accommodate two or three hundred people, and the indoor facilities were outdated. This made him suddenly realize that this was no longer the history of his previous life. The Kingdom of Dionia he established in this life will definitely replace Rome, and the amazing Caesar and Octavian, the politician who truly established the Roman Empire, would no longer exist.

Thinking of this, he strode towards the center of the venue.

The guards had already placed wooden tables and wooden chairs at the place where the Roman senators delivered their speeches, and placed a map of the city of Rome.

Martonis, Olivers quickly sat on the wooden chair.

Not long after, Amintas, Lizaru, Giorgris, Trotilas, Epitianis, Ledes, Kuzius, Tolmeed, Midolades, Printols, Izam, as well as Stacikdas, the general manager of all medical battalions, and Orops, the general manager of all engineering battalions... etc. arrived one after another.

"Let's talk about the losses of the legions in this siege battle first." Davers glanced at everyone and then said in a deep voice.

After Davers said this, the faces of the legion commanders were a little unfair.

After reporting from the commanders of each legion, it was Davers' turn to look bad, because the army suffered more than 5,000 casualties, of which the Fourth Legion had the most casualties, followed by the First Legion and the Second Legion. Unlike previous battles, 2,000 people died directly, and the death rate was much higher than before.

Although Davers expected that the casualties of the siege would be relatively large, he did not expect that it would be one-twelve of the casualties of the army. The six legions had almost 1,000 casualties per legion, which was not counting the slightly injured soldiers.

Davers suppressed the shock in his heart and asked Stacikdas: "How is the situation of these wounded soldiers?"

Stacikdas's expression was solemn: "The situation is very bad! So far, 450 people have died because of ineffective treatment. And there are still 232 soldiers with severe burns who can survive the fever and infection in the past few days. There are more than 1,000 soldiers with serious falls, stabbings, slashes, injuries, and drowning... It is impossible for soldiers to recover in the short term, or even if they recover, they cannot live like normal people..."

After hearing this, Davers felt so depressed. He knew that the main reason for such great casualties was actually himself. If he had not forced himself to capture Rome within one day, the legions would not have continued to attack without sacrificing their sacrifices. But he could not help but sternly said: "More than 5,000 people! This is usually the population of a small Greek city-state, and it will be abolished in this day's battle! The soldiers trust us and do their best to implement every order we issued, and we must also love them and lead them out as much as possible to lead them home!"

Speaking of this, Davers slammed the table: "But some of you are completely blind to the war and do not care about the lives of soldiers. If you continue to fight like this, you will kill the entire legion! I see how you will face the parents, wife and children of the soldiers who died in battle when you go back!"

Davers's sharp eyes swept over the sitting legion commanders, especially for a moment, staying on Amintas and Olivers.
Chapter completed!