Chapter 50 Assassination

In the sacrifice in front of the Temple of Hades, Davos has long been different from pretending to be a ghost like when the temple was first built, but followed traditional rituals, slaughtering lambs, offering blood and food, and then reciting hymns. And this time the Hades ode is not the previous one, but was written by Lysias. Davos had read it before and felt that it was well written, which means the development of Dionysian culture.

Since mortals are equal before the gods, the people participating in the sacrifice are in order, and the first to come stands in front.

Megalis was standing on the periphery of the square in advance, close to the temple, so when people rushed to the temple, he walked in front, and now in front of him are the civilian soldiers who maintained order, they held hands and formed a very large circle. A large defensive circle encloses the entire Temple of Hades. Several teams of guards patrol the circle to maintain order and prevent accidents.

Davos was more than 20 meters in front of McGalith. At this moment, he was singing a hymn loudly, and a group of priests sang behind him.

McGallis swallowed a few mouthfuls subconsciously, lowered his right hand, and touched the hard object that was clinging to the outside of his thigh.

Davers finally finished singing the carol.

"Boom!..." The bronze bell rang.

Then listen to Davos shouting in high spirits: "Now let's pray to the great Hades!"

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and closed his eyes. The people also lowered their heads and prayed silently. Some even knelt on the ground. Even the soldiers began to meditate in their hearts.

McGallis saw a line of guards just pass in front of him from the inner circle.

This is the moment! When he opened his eyes, he slammed his charged right leg on the ground, and his whole body was like a cheetah. He squatted and passed through the gap between the hands of the citizen soldiers, dodged behind the guards, and stretched his right hand into Bolton. , he pulled out, and the bright dagger was already in his hand.

Among the mercenaries in Campania, he is known for his speed, and a distance of more than 20 meters is only a moment for him. At this moment, excitement and tension were surging all over his body, and the whistling wind was blowing in his ears, but his eyes were always fixed on Davos in front of him.

close! very close! !

I saw Davos raised his head, neither nervous nor afraid, just smiled at him.

McGallis groaned in his heart.

Behind Davos, two of the priests who had bowed their heads and lowered their eyes instantly rushed out, holding a small leather shield in their hands, and the leather shield swung out to McGalis.

He was already sprinting with all his strength and couldn't dodge due to inertia. He felt as if his right hand had been hit by a boulder, his bones were cracking, and the dagger flew out of his hand.

Then another shield hit his head, McGallis's head "buzzed" and immediately fainted.

"Is he dead?" Davers asked.

"My lord, he fainted," replied Martius, who was disguised as a priest.

"Very good." As soon as Davos spit out these two words, someone in the crowd shouted: "There are assassins! There are assassins! Lord Davos is going to be assassinated!"

"Killing! An assassin is going to kill us!"

...

The people who only reacted at this time saw the assassin who fell to the ground in front of Davos, and heard someone shouting continuously: "Murder! There are assassins!..." Suddenly the people began to riot.

No, someone messed up! Davos's mind immediately sounded vigilance: There are tens of thousands of people in this sacrificial ceremony. Once it happens or panics, causing a stampede, the consequences will be disastrous. Isn't that what Mithradat's troops were like back then!

In a hurry, he walked forward for a while, came to the rear of the soldiers, and shouted: "Citizens of Dionia, soldiers of the Legion, I order you to remain calm! Maintain order! Protect the people!"

Martius and the soldiers who followed closely shouted together.

The citizens of Dionia began to respond to the command of the Supreme Commander, stood up consciously, stabilized the emotions of the people around them, and the chaos gradually subsided...

At this time, a woman screamed and fell forward into the defensive circle because of the push.

Davos showed concern, ready to step forward to help.

The civic soldiers next to him immediately did it for him,

As soon as she lifted it up, she saw a distorted face. She pushed the unsuspecting soldier away, quickly pulled out the dagger hidden on her body, and stabbed at Davos viciously.

Davos, who was very close to him, couldn't dodge at that moment. He watched in astonishment as the blue-light dagger plunged into his chest. At this moment of lightning and flint, Martius behind him suddenly pushed with his left hand. Driving Davos, at the same time, his right hand quickly greeted him, and the dagger pierced his palm.

He roared loudly and slammed his left fist into the woman's face.

The woman screamed, was beaten and flew back several steps, fell to the ground, twitched and vomited blood.

"High Priest, are you alright?!"

"Lord Davos! Lord!..."

Plessinas, the priests, and the people at the scene all screamed and rushed towards Davos with concern.

"Stand still and don't move!" Davos stood up quickly and roared, "Keep the order, I'm fine!"

As he was speaking, the guards rushed over and guarded him in the center.

"Go and see your captain!" Davos pushed aside the encirclement of the soldiers and hurried towards Martius.

"My lord, I'm fine." Martius said in a low voice, he had torn the sacrificial robe on his body and wrapped his right hand.

Davos looked at his right hand, which had already dyed the white linen red with concern, and patted him on the shoulder with a deep emotion.

Then, he continued forward and walked to the woman.

The woman's face was broken, and her appearance at the moment was extremely terrifying.

Davos looked at her in a daze, but his fingers were trembling slightly: After being in this world for so long, this was the first time he truly felt that death was so close to him!

damn it! Damn... Just when he felt that he couldn't control the rapidly growing tyranny in his heart, the soldiers shouted from behind him: "Captain, what's the matter with you?!"

He turned his head hurriedly, and saw Martius fell weakly to the ground.

The dagger is poisonous! An idea flashed in Davos' mind immediately.

More than ten years later, Ancitanos wrote in his "Great Greek History": This Hades celebration, which was supposed to be a lively celebration of the people of Dionia, was interrupted because of this assassination incident. Davos' captain of the bodyguard was in a coma due to his injuries. Hundreds of Dionysians were injured and a dozen people died because of the panic caused by the assassination. But more importantly, although the assassination of the Dionian consul, Davos, was unsuccessful, it shocked the entire Dionysian alliance and the entire southern Italian city-state. At the same time, it also had a profound impact on the political situation of Dionia, southern Italy, and even the entire Western Mediterranean. This was unexpected by the behind-the-scenes agents at the time...

The historian's pen can easily laugh about the historical situation after the fact. But on that day, after the assassination, Turii immediately blocked the city and imposed a curfew. Many people living in homes and hotels were uneasy because there were rumors: "Davers has been killed by an assassin." Could not be terrified.

And the consul, whom the people have been worried about, has now returned home. Facing the care and condolences from Cristoia, Agnes and the children who came over after hearing the news, he managed to cope with it, and immediately called. Aristillas, Davos, who had always been good to him, was furious at the moment: "You and your subordinates are just stupid! How dare an assassin lurk by my side so boldly, and no I didn't notice! If Martius can't wake up this time, many of your subordinates must pay for it!"

Aristillas made no excuses. It was true that this time he was deceived by the enemy. He didn't expect that McGalis was just a pretense. The real killer move was on a weak woman. Fortunately... Davos was not injured! Thinking of this, his back was dripping with cold sweat.

Davos calmed down a little after sending out a fire, and he said sharply: "Aristillas, I don't care what method you use, you must hide in the Dionysian territory in the shortest possible time. Dig out these 'nails' of Dionia, and I'll let Matonis' patrols cooperate with you!"

Aristillas clenched his fists and said angrily, "Sir, don't worry, I will never let you down again!"

"I don't want to see Dionia's elders or generals, Union officials being assassinated or accidentally killed, especially in the future when Dionia is going to take action!"

Davos's admonition did not make Aristillas feel the pressure, on the contrary, he was excited: the alliance should take action? ! to whom? !

As soon as Aristillas left, Kuno Gorata and Matonis came together. You must know that Kuno Gorata has been fighting since the defeat of the Turii battle with the Lucanian tribal alliance. It's a quirk of being unwilling to be alone with someone born in the military, but this time it's clearly an emergency.

Matonis walked into the reception hall and saw that Davos was indeed safe and sound as others said, and he was relieved a lot, so he said loudly, "Sir, the assassin has confessed."

"So fast?!" Davos was a little surprised.

Matonis grinned and wanted to laugh, but remembered that the atmosphere was wrong and had to hold back: "After the assassin woke up, before we could use the torture, he took the initiative to confess, and only made one request, hoping to make him die before he died. Eat a few meals from Cristoia's."

This request is indeed a bit funny, but Davos is not in the mood to laugh at him, and asks seriously: "What did he explain?"

Matonis was angry: "He said he was a mercenary from Campania, who had been fighting for Syracuse for several years, this time it was the Syracuse general Macias who sent him to assassinate you. …”