"Don't play dice again, until it affects your land, cherish what you have now!" - Rigveda

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The Spanish prisoners of war resting in the tent couldn't help but be frightened, because the rumors had been around for a long time. Perhaps now is the time to implement the implementation - the high priest either slaughtered them all to sacrifice to the gods, or asked them to fight each other's swords and die in front of the temple of Caldes City. Anyway, their ending was very tragic.●⌒

Several brave and courageous people walked out first. It was easy to see that the entire camp was surrounded and the main roads were set up with towers and cavalry teams. All of their weapons were confiscated before, and even the pack horses were sent to the camp where military slaves were concentrated. "There is no way, let's go out first!"

"The order of the High Priest, requires you to build a sheltered corridor, and build a defensive wall on both sides, within five days, along this camp, to the foothills and streams in the north." The chief centurion of the Leus infantry Legion, an Italian named Fracus, stood beside the 12,000 prisoners of war, shouted, "The daily allowance is five Seths, and wine is provided!"

After these words, the prisoners of war suddenly became uneasy. If we were to kill us, why would we still have to pay for our labor and drink us? Several brave men even asked, "Rong Bing, what kind of wine do they have?"

Flakus snorted twice from his nostrils, "This time the high priest loves all of you, including the local honey wine from Iberia, the ale wine from Cyrene, the Pergaul Celtic sour beer, and the Italian wine. You can choose. Of course, the best person can drink iced cherry wine, which the high priest himself rarely drinks."

The prisoners of war whispered and exchanged opinions, but Fracus quickly raised the whip in his hand and whipped it hard at the horse stake, with a loud voice, "Don't buzz. It is because of this reason that you were completely defeated by us in the Tumu River. Now, according to your original organization, you use the provided materials and tools to work with the military slaves!" Then, the north side of the camp was busy, and Fracus took the patrol team and closely supervised the workers. The military slaves sent to cooperate were also carrying light weapons, which was obviously also deterrent.

The uneasy work was going on at dusk. Everyone was exhausted and sat on the edge of the dug foundation trench. But many more sober people still covered their noses and their fingers trembled uneasily, looking at the small camps around them, whether the executioners and soldiers who executed them would appear.

As a result, the stewards who paid the salary and drinks came. Sure enough, each person had five small silver coins and a large glass of wine. "Honey wine, sour beer, ale wine-yes, that's all, that high priest didn't lie!" The prisoners who were first surrounded in front of the vehicle excitedly identified with their fingers in the dusk. Several old men grabbed their arms and secretly signaled not to drink them casually, but a guy named Odaks, with half-body shouted, "What are you afraid of? I'd rather be killed when you're drunk." Then he rushed up, picked up the sour beer and drank it, and then said it was refreshing.

"Odakus, the high priest is going to meet you." At this time, the chief centurion Fracus, with the guard, suddenly stood next to the wine truck, "Others, continue to drink."

Naham's Odakus was handcuffed and shackled, and slowly came to the commander's tent, where the high priest was sitting upright in front of the table, with bronze statues of the deer-antorn gods on it, which was famous in Spain. In the niches on both sides of him were placed statues of various ancestors, including the Numa Wang family, the Lius family, and the statue of a young child holding a spear. There was a ring and tassel hanging around his neck, and his armor was covered with lotus patterns produced in Egypt, and his Scythian braids were combed with majestic figures. Next to this boy were two small statues of two slightly larger young heroes with swords and shields.

Seeing this scene, Ordax couldn't help but feel awe and scared. The sour beer I just poured down also caused sweat to appear.

"These are three children of the God of War Rex Lius. They killed the evil dragon when they were very young, but don't worry, your name is Audac, and it is a young nobleman in Urshau City, right?" Li Bida saw the other party coming in, and explained the source of the statue kindly and began to ask about the origin of the statue.

The young nobleman Urshaw answered affirmatively, and then he saw the high priest nodding, and asked the servants beside him to hand him a beautiful silver pot, "Inside is iced cherry wine, I sent it to you as promised, because the centurion Fracus has reported to me that you are the best in building the corridor today."

Holding the pot in his hand, Ordax felt a burst of refreshing coolness seeping from the inside to his body, and then to his throat. His greedy saliva churned again. He just wanted to satisfy his desire. So Ordax sat on the ring chair opposite Li Bida, and under the sword of the guards, he drank a pot of iced cherry wine, repeatedly saying that it was more comfortable than climbing the snow-capped glaciers in Nevada, in such a hot weather.

"Very good, then I will give you a pot of this kind of wine every day, and also give you ten standard Drakema silver coins. You have set a good example for everyone." After saying that, the servant stuffed Odaks a wallet, and before he could ask anything, he sent him out of the camp.

Then, many prisoners of war surrounded Odakus, looked at the purse in his hand, and immediately asked this and that curiously and urgently, but the other party was unable to touch his head. Some people said that the high priest would not kill us, but some people angrily pointed out that this was a fraud and that the fair gods would punish him.

On the second day, after the project was over, each prisoner of war still received five small silver coins and a refreshing glass of wine, and the servings of wheat cakes and bean porridge were quite sufficient. At first, no one from Ordax had received the iced cherry wine, and three people had already received it.

By the third day, ten people had already received it, and the panic in everyone's hearts was almost completely calmed down. Everyone was striving to do their jobs well and receive rewards. As a result, after the end of that day, a neat corridor was completed.

But this time we came not by drinks and coins, but by murderous centurions and armed slaves. "Everyone, face me with the walls of the corridor and stand neatly!"
Chapter completed!