Chapter 287 Conquest of Samona

"Pentney not only surrendered to Dionysus, but they also dared not recognize the priesthood and elect a high priest on their own, which is a blasphemy against sacred traditions!" Jonny roared extremely angrily.

"I heard that it was the request of the Dionians, and they had to obey. Are you going to execute God's punishment on la la la?!" Looking at the flaming flames in front of him, "Whether it's Badani or me, I'm afraid the only idea is to try to make the tribe able to survive this difficult period..."

"Savani will curse them!" Jonny said bitterly, slamming the wooden stick with force.

At this time, the guards came in to report, "Big chief, the Seramonk chief is back."

"Let him in!" Contruk said eagerly.

A burly middle-aged man walked into the hall with heavy steps, and when Contruk saw his expressionless expression, he felt uneasy in his heart: "Seramonk, you are finally back! Did Badani agree? ?!"

Seramonk glanced at the people in the hall, then shook his head, and said in a low voice, "Badani said that their Penteney had almost run out of food in the previous war, and now they are all relying on Dionia. With the aid of people, it is impossible to have surplus food to aid us..."

"Damn Badani!" Contruk's anticipation turned to disappointment, and a trace of anger rose in his heart. "His father committed suicide 10 years ago. Without the support of our Caracheni, how could he have won the Pentney University. The position of the leader! Now that he has betrayed the Samonai Alliance, forgot our kindness to him, ignored the ancient tradition that the four tribes should help each other, and refused to lend a helping hand, Savoni will never let go of the punishment for this coward!"

High Priest Jonny glanced at him and said coldly, "Who was interceding for him just now?! I have already said that these traitors are unreliable!"

Contruk snorted and didn't respond.

"Big Chief, isn't there still the Florentanis? We can borrow food from them!" suggested Wanni, a confidant.

"That's a bunch of cowards, don't expect anything from them." Contruk had no good impression of the eastern adjoining race who claimed to be "of Samonaid blood", he said contemptuously, "Before because of the Dionians Putting pressure on them, they have already denied us access to their territory, and now that they have seen us defeated, it is too late for them to hide, how can they possibly help us!"

"Since you don't give them, then go grab them!" Varney said viciously.

hear this,

The high priest and treasurer nearby did not show any strangeness, because the daily life of the Caracheni people is to live by grazing and plundering.

It's just that Contruk frowned at this moment, "Do you think the tribes below didn't think of it? In the morning, I just received news that yesterday, several tribal leaders in the east led hundreds of warriors to invade the territory of the Frentani people. But the Frentanians mobilized more men to fight back, drove them back, and lost some people. Now the Frentanians have troops on the frontier and are on guard against us..."

"Even if the Florentanis are on guard, how can they be the opponents of our heroic tribal warriors, as long as the entire tribe's warriors are reunited, we can completely defeat them, and then let them obediently send food. ' said Varney proudly.

"Wanne, you think very well, but you go and ask those tribes in the city, which tribe is still willing to fight!" The other big tribe leader Seramunk who just sat by the fire pit suddenly sneered, He said loudly, "The war with Dionia has killed and injured many soldiers in our tribe. Now each tribe is short of materials, and they are unable to care for the families of these tribes who died in the war. I am afraid that it will be difficult for the tribes to respond to the call. Besides, without the help of Pentene and Kautini, can we really defeat the Frentani just by relying on the current strength of our Caracheni tribe?! Moreover, even if we can defeat them, it is useless, don’t forget The Frentani are now attached to Dionia. They can ask Dionia for assistance at any time."

"It's not just about the Frentani people. It is reported that the Masai people in the north have also changed these days, and they seem to be preparing to avenge their previous losses..." Contruck seemed to be close to the fire pit. Still feeling cold, his body shrank into a ball, rubbing his hands constantly, his face was frowning, and his eyes were a little blank. "Although the Dionysians have evacuated from Pentney's territory, they are still entrenched in Beneven. Toum, we may march north again at any time...We are surrounded by enemies, and we are still suffering from starvation..."

The high priests next to them, Jonny and Vayne, were also frowning and their eyes were confused.

Only Seramonk, who was standing opposite the fire pit, did not show a worried expression, but his expression was gloomy and uncertain. He kept glancing at the other people, and finally couldn't help saying loudly, "There is only one way now. Save our Caracheni - Surrender to Dionysus!"

These words were like a thunder on the ground, which made the three of them feel like a huge shock, and the high priest Jonny first shouted, "Even if we all starve to death, we must not be like the mortal enemy who is trying to destroy our sacred tradition of Samona. Onia surrenders!"

"No! You can't surrender to Dionia! I heard that they declared that they would severely punish the instigator of the war!" While expressing his objection, Varney turned his worried eyes towards his big leader, Contruk.

Seramonk gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, stood up straight, took courage, and looked straight at Contruk, "In order to make the entire tribe survive, it is nothing to change some traditions. Chief, you insist again and again, many tribes will not agree to send warriors to invade the territory of Dionia, which is not bordering us! We Samonai have an old saying, 'Who attracts the crow, who Be responsible for driving them away.' Chief, you should indeed take responsibility for the entire clan that is facing extinction!"

"Seramonk, how can you talk to the big boss like this!" Varney yelled in a panic.

Contruk stared at Salamonk, standing up slowly, his rickety body became stalwart in an instant, and he pressed towards Salamonk aggressively, "You didn't go to Pentney for help at all. Instead, they went to the Dionians, ready to surrender to them, didn't they?!"

Now that the words have been said, Seramonk simply went out, he stood in place, without flinching "Of course I went to Badani, but the Dionysians also found me... You know , our enemies are not only the Dionysians, the Frentanis, and the Marcys, but also the Volsians in our northwest and the Pentenes who have cut off communication with us. The forces around us have become We are allies of the Dionysians, as long as Dionia gives an order, they will attack us!  …

Chief, when you persuaded us to go to war, you always said 'for the sake of Caracheni'. Now, the Karachenyi tribe is facing life and death. If you really think about the whole tribe of Karachenyi, should you also do something for us! "

After Contruk heard these words, his threatening aura instantly faded, and a sad expression climbed up his old face. He shook his body and sat down slumped...

There was a sudden silence in the hall.

Suddenly, the guard broke in and shouted in panic, "Big chief, there are many... many ethnic groups, and they want to force their way in, saying that they want to propose to you!"

Varney looked at Seramark subconsciously and asked, "You did it?!"

"You overestimate me." There was a hint of sadness in Seramunk's voice. "They just want to live..."

As soon as the voice fell, a deafening cry rang out from the outside, "Immediately ask Dionysus for peace!!!"

"We demand that the big boss be re-elected!!!"

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Hearing this, the already old Conte Monk became even more old in an instant, his face pale, he stood up tremblingly, refused Varney's help, and staggered toward the courtyard gate...

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The Dionian army at Ladrum sailed south in batches, and the 3rd Fleet, ordered by Davos, returned to escort it.

During this period, Caracheni surrendered to Dionia. It is said that the former chief Contruk committed suicide at home, but only the current chief was present when he committed suicide. Therefore, there are also rumors that he was killed by Sierra Monk. As a result, this caused quite a stir in Caracheni.

Max Brutus, a former Roman aristocrat, is now a surrendering soldier of the 1st Company of the 2nd Brigade of the Second Dionysian Army. He has just been dispersed and settled, and before he has time to get acquainted with this completely unfamiliar military environment, the troops Start the boat ride south.

The young Max took a sea boat for the first time in his life. The boat jolted in the waves without a moment's rest. He also vomited into the dark and was tossed for a whole day.

On the second day, he was groggy and woke up by his comrades next to him, "Brother, don't sleep, we should go ashore!"

Max couldn't understand what the Dionian soldier said, but he followed the direction of the soldier's finger and understood what he meant, because the ship was heading for a town on the coast.

Finally landed! Max breathed a sigh of relief. The first time he walked to the ocean, he had never been so eager for land. He took a deep breath of the sea breeze, trying to drive away the rotten breath in his mouth.

The soldiers around were talking and laughing excitedly, but he couldn't understand what they were saying. He didn't know what other Romans who were in this environment like him thought.