Rome Must Fall

Hamilcar took Maximus into the farm, and Spartacus gave them the task of counting the supplies in the farm.

This farm is not small, but compared with the farm where they lived last night, it has fewer buildings. There is no dung pile near the farm, no barn in the yard, no pigpen, sheep pen, or even a stable, so there is no obvious odor.

In the middle of the yard is a flat stone slab, not a threshing floor, but a place for drying raisins. In the middle of the site is a pool for collecting rainwater. There are two winemaking rooms on one side of the yard, with presses and various types of wooden barrels placed in the rooms; on the other side of the yard are multiple wine cellars, some of which are closed rooms with large wine vats, and some are wooden barrels... There is only a relatively small warehouse in the entire farm, which stores flour and barley, as well as a small amount of bacon. Obviously, this is a farm specializing in making wine.

Finally, the two of them stepped into the only building in the farm. The ground floor was for slaves to live in. The rooms were small and crowded, while the top floor was for supervisors and guards to live in. It was spacious and comfortable.

Entering the largest room, Maximus noticed a piece of papyrus on the wooden table, and a torn envelope next to it.

He walked over and picked it up casually. He could understand the Latin on the letter.

"What's written on it?" Hamilcar was illiterate, so he asked curiously.

After reading it, Maximus thought about it carefully, and then said in a deep voice: "The man just now did not lie. This farm is indeed the property of a Roman elder. He wrote to tell the steward here that the price of wine in Rome has risen, and asked to deliver 20 barrels of wine to Rome as soon as possible. Here is his signature-"

Maximus read word by word: "Marcus. Porcius. Cato."

Hamilk asked casually: "Who is this person?"

"I don't know too much. I just vaguely remember that my former master mentioned him. This family called Cato is in Rome. Very influential!" Maximus said solemnly. In fact, he knew nothing about the person who wrote the letter, but he was familiar with the family and surname of Porgius Cato, because in the history of his previous life, two people in this family left a deep impression on him: the Porgius family was originally a Roman civilian, and the elder Cato rose in the war against Hannibal. He often shouted in the Senate that "Carthage must be destroyed" and eventually led to Rome destroying Carthage. There was also a little Cato who was always determined to oppose Caesar... This family seemed to have a trait. Once they set their sights on the target, nine bulls could not pull them back.

"We have to tell Spartacus about this!" Hamilcar's expression became serious, and he turned and walked out.

Maximus was about to follow, and he saw a stack of papyrus on the bed from the corner of his eye. He immediately walked over and picked it up.

"What is this?" Hamilcar stopped and asked.

Maximus glanced at the first page and said, "This seems to be a book that teaches people how to grow grains and herd cattle and sheep."

"Oh." Hamilcar didn't care too much and turned to go out.

Maximus searched the entire bed carefully, picked up a few scattered pages, folded them, and carefully put them in his arms before leaving the room.

After the gladiators killed the resistance, they gathered all the slaves on the farm together. Spartacus invited them to join, but at the same time generously announced: If anyone didn't want to join, they could leave on their own and they would never make things difficult.

As a result, nearly thirty slaves chose to stay.

While everyone was lying in the yard in the middle of the farm to rest, Spartacus, Cross and other leaders were already sitting in the room where the letter was found before to discuss things.

After listening to Hamilcar and Maximus' introduction, Spartacus said to everyone with a serious expression: "Brothers, although we have temporarily settled down and many slaves have joined and strengthened our team, the Romans will soon know that we have occupied their farms and robbed their slaves. They will soon send troops to us. Should we fight here? Or rest for a few days and continue to run south?" "Of course, we will fight the Romans here!" Cross said loudly without hesitation: "We have only been here for half a day, and the number of people who have joined the team is close to 200! There are slaves everywhere here. As long as we go all out, we can kill them. Kill those Roman overseers in the farms and invite slaves to join us. In a few days, our team will have tens of thousands of people! And there are so many farms here, and there is enough food stored in the farms. We don't have to worry about having nothing to eat! If we give up such a good place and choose to run south, that would be a foolish thing to do! "

"Cross is right. Since we are determined to resist Rome, fighting with the Roman army is inevitable. If we can win earlier, we can establish our prestige earlier and let more people join us. We will be less afraid of Rome!" Artonicus, who has always been cautious, flashed a flame-like light in his eyes at this moment.

"Fighting with Rome, we Germans are never afraid of fighting!" Enom expressed his determination concisely.

Spartacus glanced at Hamilcar.

Hamilcar nodded.

"Okay! Now that the brothers have agreed, let's fight the Romans here!" Spartacus's face was filled with enthusiasm. He looked around everyone and said in a deep voice: "However, the Roman army is not The soldiers of Bicapua are well-organized and well-disciplined. I once served as an auxiliary for the Roman army in Asia Minor, and I am deeply impressed by this. If we want to fight Rome, we can no longer swarm and disrupt the war like before. , we must organize the brothers well and strengthen training, so that we can maximize our strength, so I have a suggestion.

Now our team has more than 400 people. Cross, Altonix, Enomui and I, the four of us each command a hundred people. Half of each hundred people are old brothers and half are new members. Slaves, so that under the leadership of the old brothers, the newly joined slaves will not perform too poorly. And we also need every ten people to elect a team leader, so that the whole team will become more orderly and there will be less chaos during the war. What do you think? "

"Spartacus's suggestion is right, so that we won't be in chaos during the battle." Altonix first agreed.

"Just do it." Emnoy replied simply.

Only Cross hesitated.

Spartacus somewhat understood what he was thinking and persuaded: "Cross, we only have a few old brothers, but more and more people will join the team, and by then all the brothers may serve as centurions, Even if the captain leads his troops to fight against the Romans alone, if they are not trained because of your overprotection, they may blame you in the future. "

Cross was slightly shocked: there were more than a hundred Gauls among the gladiators. He had always regarded himself as the leader of these people and did not want others to get involved. But Spartacus was indeed right. If these arrogant guys Seeing that gladiators who are inferior to them can become captains and lead seven or eight slaves, while they are still soldiers under command, their dissatisfaction will soon burst out...

Thinking of this, Cross finally nodded: "I have no objection."

Spartacus smiled: "Okay, we will follow this execution, and Crosby will select a hundred people first."

Cross nodded in agreement without any hesitation.

Spartacus continued: "We also need to establish a cavalry team to detect the surrounding situation for us, especially the possible movements of the Roman army. What do you think?"

"I agree."

"How many men are needed for this cavalry?"

"Let's make it five people for now."

"But all the horses we have now will be used to carry the carriage, there are no extra horses." Hamilka reminded.

"There are so many farms here, there will be no shortage of horses. If we capture another horse, we will distribute it to the cavalry first." Spartacus suggested.

Everyone agreed.