Who else needed to fight?
Ye Tian's voice was calm, but it was filled with arrogance and dominance.
His dominance directly surpassed the pride of the Spartan warriors.
Because he was so powerful, he was able to crush their warriors in a violent manner. The bravery they were so proud of was nothing in front of Ye Tian.
The remaining nine Spartan slaves remained silent. Their fighting strength and fighting techniques were similar, and since Ye Tian could crush one, he could crush all of them, so they didn't want to continue fighting Ye Tian.
"By the way, do you want to continue fighting? On the battlefield!"
Seeing that no one spoke, Ye Tian knew that his first step had succeeded.
"Gladiator?"
One of them asked. There was self-mockery in his eyes, and a trace of sadness in the depths. The fighting and killing that they were proud of had actually become a skill to please the Roman people.
"Not gladiators, but warriors! Slave warriors! My slave warriors!"
Ye Tian shook his head and said lightly.
"Warrior?"
The Spartan slave warrior's eyes flashed with a hint of light.
Compared to becoming slaves in manors and farms, or slaves in cages to please the nobles, they hoped to step onto the battlefield. Although they were still slaves, they could live with more dignity.
"Yes, they are warriors, not cannon fodder. They are fighting for me, not for Rome!”
Ye Tian's calm voice made the eyes of the ten Spartan slaves shine even brighter.
"Be loyal to me. Although you are still slaves, I will never transfer you! "In addition, after you participate in a battle and survive, I can return your surnames so that you can live with your original names and surnames!”
Ye Tian continued to explain. After becoming a slave, their names and identities were stripped away, leaving only a code name.
"Really?"
The ten slaves were excited. In Ye Tian's eyes, their loyalty had turned from negative to positive, and they no longer held any hostility towards Ye Tian.
"Whether it's true or not, you can only verify it when you step onto the battlefield in the future and survive. Because now, I can't prove what I said, right? However, you should know what to do now, right?”
Ye Tian smiled and said slowly, but he didn't explain.
"Greetings, Master!"
"Greetings, Master!"
…
The Spartan slaves looked at each other and made up their minds, saluting Ye Tian, their Loyalty instantly rising to fifty.
"After you survive, you will be qualified to use your names and identities to establish merits! Rome can't record your merits, but I can!”
"The first step is to establish enough merits. I can take off the collars on your necks. Of course, the prerequisite is that you are still loyal enough. Second, I can allow you to get married. The third step is to continue to use your merits to exchange for their surnames. Fourth step, continue to use your loyalty and merits to remove your wife's collar.”
"After completing the first four steps, you will begin to have the right to have your own sons and reproduce your own descendants. "However, you have to establish more merits and be more loyal to me before your sons turn ten. I won't let your sons wear collars or brand them with the mark of slaves!”
"That is to say, in this life, although you will never be able to get rid of your slave status, as long as you are loyal to me, as long as you are willing to work hard and kill your enemies, your second generation of children may become commoners, your third generation of children may become citizens, and your fourth generation of children may become nobles. As long as you work hard enough, your families will still have a chance to shine across the world…"
Ye Tian said in a low voice. He drew a huge blueprint for the ten Spartan slaves, opening a hole in their dark world, allowing them to see the light of hope and the future in the light of hope.
Excitement, shock, longing, determination, even a trace of tears, heavy breathing!
"Master, what if we have children but unfortunately die on the battlefield?”
One of them suppressed his excitement and asked Ye Tian in a trembling voice. Reproduction was a natural instinct, and humans cared more about their bloodline.
Marry and have children were basically impossible for slaves, but Ye Tian, the young slave owner, had promised them that their descendants would be able to escape slavery and live openly.
"If you die in battle, I will feel sorry for you. Your children will continue to be slaves, but we will train them, train them to become stronger warriors, and let them inherit their father's legacy. All your merits will be bestowed on them, and they will continue to complete your mission. In short, as long as you have children, your bloodline and family name will continue…"
Ye Tian said slowly, raising their hopes.
One could imagine how terrifying the slave warriors would become on the battlefield after they fought for their descendants and the continuation of their bloodline. They would definitely be as fierce as tigers and as evil as wolves. They would become the most ferocious tigers and wolves.
Ye Tian had already planned out this plan, but he hadn't expected that when it was put into practice, it would create a terrifying army.
"The policy of turning slaves into beasts!'
This was the future historian's evaluation of the Supreme Emperor's slave army management policy!
Of course, this was all for later!
(I was originally very tired today and could only write in the afternoon, but seeing the support of my brothers, I hereby add another update!) There are no rules to add updates, but my brothers are passionate. I can't let my brothers 'hearts go cold! I hope my brothers will support me!) Who else needed to fight?
Ye Tian's voice was calm, but it was filled with arrogance and dominance.
His dominance directly surpassed the pride of the Spartan warriors.
Because he was so powerful, he was able to crush their warriors in a violent manner. The bravery they were so proud of was nothing in front of Ye Tian.
The remaining nine Spartan slaves remained silent. Their fighting strength and fighting techniques were similar, and since Ye Tian could crush one, he could crush all of them, so they didn't want to continue fighting Ye Tian.
"By the way, do you want to continue fighting? On the battlefield!"
Seeing that no one spoke, Ye Tian knew that his first step had succeeded.
"Gladiator?"
One of them asked. There was self-mockery in his eyes, and a trace of sadness in the depths. The fighting and killing that they were proud of had actually become a skill to please the Roman people.
"Not gladiators, but warriors! Slave warriors! My slave warriors!"
Ye Tian shook his head and said lightly.
"Warrior?"
The Spartan slave warrior's eyes flashed with a hint of light.
Compared to becoming slaves in manors and farms, or slaves in cages to please the nobles, they hoped to step onto the battlefield. Although they were still slaves, they could live with more dignity.
"Yes, they are warriors, not cannon fodder. They are fighting for me, not for Rome!”
Ye Tian's calm voice made the eyes of the ten Spartan slaves shine even brighter.
"Be loyal to me. Although you are still slaves, I will never transfer you! "In addition, after you participate in a battle and survive, I can return your surnames so that you can live with your original names and surnames!”
Ye Tian continued to explain. After becoming a slave, their names and identities were stripped away, leaving only a code name.
"Really?"
The ten slaves were excited. In Ye Tian's eyes, their loyalty had turned from negative to positive, and they no longer held any hostility towards Ye Tian.
"Whether it's true or not, you can only verify it when you step onto the battlefield in the future and survive. Because now, I can't prove what I said, right? However, you should know what to do now, right?”
Ye Tian smiled and said slowly, but he didn't explain.
"Greetings, Master!"
"Greetings, Master!"
…
The Spartan slaves looked at each other and made up their minds, saluting Ye Tian, their Loyalty instantly rising to fifty.
"After you survive, you will be qualified to use your names and identities to establish merits! Rome can't record your merits, but I can!”
"The first step is to establish enough merits. I can take off the collars on your necks. Of course, the prerequisite is that you are still loyal enough. Second, I can allow you to get married. The third step is to continue to use your merits to exchange for their surnames. Fourth step, continue to use your loyalty and merits to remove your wife's collar.”
"After completing the first four steps, you will begin to have the right to have your own sons and reproduce your own descendants. "However, you have to establish more merits and be more loyal to me before your sons turn ten. I won't let your sons wear collars or brand them with the mark of slaves!”
"That is to say, in this life, although you will never be able to get rid of your slave status, as long as you are loyal to me, as long as you are willing to work hard and kill your enemies, your second generation of children may become commoners, your third generation of children may become citizens, and your fourth generation of children may become nobles. As long as you work hard enough, your families will still have a chance to shine across the world…"
Ye Tian said in a low voice. He drew a huge blueprint for the ten Spartan slaves, opening a hole in their dark world, allowing them to see the light of hope and the future in the light of hope.
Excitement, shock, longing, determination, even a trace of tears, heavy breathing!
"Master, what if we have children but unfortunately die on the battlefield?”
One of them suppressed his excitement and asked Ye Tian in a trembling voice. Reproduction was a natural instinct, and humans cared more about their bloodline.
Marry and have children were basically impossible for slaves, but Ye Tian, the young slave owner, had promised them that their descendants would be able to escape slavery and live openly.
"If you die in battle, I will feel sorry for you. Your children will continue to be slaves, but we will train them, train them to become stronger warriors, and let them inherit their father's legacy. All your merits will be bestowed on them, and they will continue to complete your mission. In short, as long as you have children, your bloodline and family name will continue…"
Ye Tian said slowly, raising their hopes.
One could imagine how terrifying the slave warriors would become on the battlefield after they fought for their descendants and the continuation of their bloodline. They would definitely be as fierce as tigers and as evil as wolves. They would become the most ferocious tigers and wolves.
Ye Tian had already planned out this plan, but he hadn't expected that when it was put into practice, it would create a terrifying army.
"The policy of turning slaves into beasts!'
This was the future historian's evaluation of the Supreme Emperor's slave army management policy!
Of course, this was all for later!
(I was originally very tired today and could only write in the afternoon, but seeing the support of my brothers, I hereby add another update!) There are no rules to add updates, but my brothers are passionate. I can't let my brothers 'hearts go cold! I hope my brothers will support me!)
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