"Can't it be higher?"

Aetius said.

"No matter how high? I can go directly to Asia to buy it. Slaves in Asia are much cheaper than Rome, and four delamarks can buy a slave."

The businessman said dissatisfiedly.

"Well, just two dinars."

Aetius said helplessly.

There are less than a thousand people in this village, and the money for selling slaves is pitiful. Fortunately, there are cattle and sheep to supplement it.

"Sir, I have something to tell you."

Spartacus said.

"what's up?"

Aetius asked.

"Can you not sell them as slaves?"

Spartacus asked.

"No, this is the end of going against Rome. They must pay for their actions."

Aetius shook his head, "But if you can take out 2000 delamark, I can sell them to you."

"Wait a minute, I want all of these people."

Spartacus said hurriedly, and went to find his friends in the same village.

They have a lot of money in their hands, and they can borrow part of it from them.

"You don't mind having one more competitor."

Aetius said to the merchants.

"casual."

Said the businessmen.

This time Li Wei offended many businessmen because they had few competitors.

Moreover, a while ago, Li Wei handled more than 100,000 prisoners of war, which had consumed a lot of their funds, so they didn't even care about such a little slave.

Before long, Spartacus and a few people came over with the purse.

"This is more than 1,200 delamarks. We will give up the income from this operation."

Spartacus said.

"This is not in compliance. I need cash, and I need to distribute it to the soldiers."

Aetius shook his head and said.

"Plus the salary of all the soldiers in our village this month."

Spartacus gritted his teeth and said.

Aetius nodded after thinking about it. There were more than 200 soldiers dispatched in their village, and the total amount was far more than 2000 dinars.

"Well then, but I advise you, it is best not to do this. We will wipe out all the Thracian tribes here that support the Pontus. You can't save it."

Aetius took the purse and said.

Hearing this, it was like a thunder blasted in Spartacus's mind, and he was completely stunned.

"How many people are in those tribes?"

Spartacus asked in a trembling voice.

"There are tens of thousands of people."

Aetius thought for a while and said.

The thought of tens of thousands of Thracians who would be sold into slavery by the Romans made Spartacus stunned.

"We can't hurt the innocent! They are just women and children who did not participate in the war!"

Spartacus said angrily.

"Their family can join the army of the capital! No one can hurt Rome without paying the price."

Aetius said harshly.

"Even so, you don't have to sell them all as prisoners! Don't lie to me, I know someone rebelled against Rome, but Rome finally forgiven them."

Spartacus said.

He is not a fool. There have been a lot of resistance against Rome these days, but not everyone who resisted Rome was sold as a slave. Some people became friends of the Romans instead.

Aetius was flushed with his rebuttal, but the businessmen sneered. One of the merchants said, "Aetius, it seems that you have no place in the eyes of this barbarian, so you dare to openly confront you."

Barbarians?

They dare to call themselves barbarians?

Although Spartacus heard many people call Thracians this secretly, he was so angry for the first time.

Looking at Spartacus's fierce eyes, the businessmen couldn't help but become frightened.

"What are you going to do?"

"What are you doing?"

At this time, a voice came from the side.

Spartacus looked over and found that it was a military civic officer commanding the operation.

"It's nothing, it's just a small matter. I'll deal with it immediately."

Aetius said with a smiling face, and then took Spartacus and walked aside.

"Spartacus, who do you think you are, you can talk to me like this? I tell you honestly, don't bring the temper of your tribe here, this is the Roman army! Don't say it's your tribe, it's your whole Thracian, it's nothing in front of Rome."

"Have you seen the end of King Pontus? He has an army of 300,000, but now he is chased by us and fled in embarrassment. Are you Thracians better than Bendu. If you continue to be like before, you will give You yourself, brought disaster to your tribe."

Aetius said angrily, Spartacus was so shameless just now, which made him very angry.

Spartacus felt extremely angry, but he endured it in the end. It was clear who treated him well.

"I'm very sorry!"

Spartacus said.

"It doesn't matter, don't do this again next time, not everyone is as good-tempered as me."

Aetius patted his shoulder lightly and said that after getting along for so long, he understood that Spartacus was actually a good man, except for a little arrogance.

Spartacus nodded ~lightnovelpub.net~ and left here with a dull expression. The Thracians looked a little worried at his appearance, so they left a few people to accompany him.

Not knowing how long later, some Thracians came to him.

"Thank you for saving us, and may God bless you, kind Thracian."

Said a Thracian who also had tattoos on his body.

Spartacus glanced at them, and dozens of Thracians appeared in front of them. They had old people and children. They were looking at him with extremely grateful eyes.

"You guys go quickly, don't be caught by them again."

Spartacus said.

"We...we have no food, all our clothes have been taken away by them, and the house has been burned. If we leave now, we will starve to death and freeze to death."

The Thracian said, and after speaking, they all looked at Spartacus with imploring eyes.

Spartacus looked around. After the robbery, the Roman soldiers set all houses on fire, and the whole village was plunged into flames.

This made him very angry, and he had a heartfelt dislike for the Roman army.

These **** Romans are completely driving people on the road to despair.

"Very humble, I can't do anything."

Spartacus shook his head and said, then he turned his head and left here.

There are more than a thousand of them, and he can't support them anyway.

Seeing Spartacus leaving, the Thracians fell into despair.

Winter is here, there is no house, no clothes to keep warm from the cold, no money and food, there is no way for them to go besides death.

During the next march, Spartacus became confused.

Why are they fighting? Why did they help the Romans to oppress the Thracians? He was completely lost!

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