"How could you reject such a beautiful woman like Aurelia?”
Hearing Ye Tian's reply, Yulia couldn't help but smile.
"I think Yulia must have misunderstood. May I know if Madam Yulia has any instructions?”
Ye Tian shook his head and asked calmly.
"It's nothing. I just happened to see you, so I came down to say hello..."
Yulia smiled, but Ye Tian didn't believe her answer. After all, they weren't that close.
"I wonder if Your Excellency Satan has any plans to join the army?”
Yulia asked softly after a moment of hesitation.
"Join the army?"
Ye Tian paused, not knowing why Yulia would ask such a question.
"Yes, since Aurelia thinks so highly of you, you must be extraordinary. Why don't you step onto the battlefield, kill your enemies, and gain merit?”
Yulia said.
"If you want, I can write a letter to my husband and let you directly become a vanguard general!”
Yulia continued, and Ye Tian understood.
Yulia just wanted to help her husband. After all, her husband was old now. He was in the northern battlefield, but he was under the control of the incompetent commander, Lupus. In addition, Yulia was old, and her energy was declining. Her movements were slow, and she had yet to make any achievements. Therefore, she was anxious.
She had heard that Ye Tian's swordsmanship was superb and that he was strong. If such a person could step onto the battlefield and become the vanguard, he could boost morale and perhaps turn the tide of the battle.
"Madam Yulia, I can roughly understand your feelings, but a war cannot be changed by one person alone!”
Ye Tian said calmly, knowing what Yulia was thinking.
To be honest, he also wanted to step onto the battlefield, kill his enemies, and use his merits to pave the way for himself to enter politics in the future.
However, now that he had no soldiers or generals, he could only be controlled by others when he stepped onto the battlefield.
Therefore, he was planning to form a small Spartan slave army and make a name for himself on the battlefield.
Of course, if he really stepped onto the battlefield, Marius might be the best choice. Because he was not successful now and could not make any contributions, it might be easier for him to satisfy his requirements.
Most importantly, he was basically on Aurelia's chariot now, and Marius could be considered his ally.
"Of course, I will consider Madam Yulia's suggestion, but now is not the best time!”
Ye Tian shook his head and whispered to Yulia, not half-heartedly.
In war, there was never a lack of people who could defeat the strong with the weak.
Ancient Rome, and even the entire ancient Greece, had strong individual combat abilities, but when it came to real wars, they were probably not as good as ancient China.
After all, the ancient Rome worshiped individual combat, but in the eyes of ancient Huaxia, it was the worst way to attack.
In ancient Huaxia wars, one would always plan first and then act. They would analyze the factors on the battlefield and finally decide the battle with a plan.
Although Ye Tian wasn't a military expert, he had read Sun Tzu's Art of War, On War, and many other books. He was confident that when he stepped onto the battlefield, he would be able to stir up a storm.
With Ye Tian's promise, Yulia chatted with him for a while before leaving.
" Battlefield, I'll be there soon!"
Ye Tian murmured softly. The most important thing now was to gather more Spartan Warriors.
There were at least 50 of them, not 300.
……
"Young Master…"
When Pompeii returned home, his face was gloomy. The butler hurriedly went up to him and asked carefully.
"Go, call over the twenty strongest Spartan slaves in our family!”
Although he couldn't touch the family's treasury, he still had the right to control the rebellious Basta warriors.
"Satan, don't you want Spartan slaves? I'll give it to you!"
Pompeii sneered, his eyes filled with killing intent and conspiracy.
At first, he had been thoroughly frightened by Ye Tian, but as he traveled, his heart had been filled with endless anger and resentment, and he had come up with a plan.
Not long after, twenty slaves with shackles on their hands and feet were brought over. It was obvious that they had not been tamed yet.
They were very strong, with sloppy beards on their faces and scars on their backs. They had been whipped, and there was a fierce glint in the depths of their eyes.
They were a group of unruly slaves.
"I know that you hate us, the Roman people, and I know that you want to kill us. I also know that you want to regain your freedom and return to your hometown!”
Looking at the cold slave warriors, Pompeii was not afraid. Instead, he was very happy. Wasn't a Spartan slave full of killing intent what he wanted now?
"Now, I will give you a chance. I will give you a chance to kill the slave owner and escape. As for whether you can escape from Rome, it will depend on yourself!”
With a cold smile, Pompeii said calmly, causing the pupils of all the Spartan slave warriors to shrink slightly.
"Listen up, I will send you to a slave owner tomorrow. I will give you a chance to untie your handcuffs and shackles. My request is very simple, kill that slave owner when you have the chance…"
Pompeii saw the intention in the slave warrior's eyes and could not help but say softly, knowing that his plan had been more than half completed.
The sudden riot of 20 Spartan slaves meant Satan's death!
Pompeii laughed coldly in his heart.
Killing Satan would not only allow him to take revenge, but he would also not have to pay a huge sum of money.
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