Chapter 508 509. Smart Mercenary
“Yes, I’m sure.”
The black woman said feebly. After hearing this, Lan En nodded slightly thoughtfully, but I didn’t dwell on this topic with them again.
"You should know that you can't keep this batch of food, right? The Spartans will not forgive the people who killed the guards of the food truck and moved the military food away."
The witcher said calmly.
"You have to take out the food. You can do this on your own. Don't resist. I don't want to do anything to you."
"If you want to take away the food, then just step over our corpses." Go over!”
The black woman took a step forward excitedly. Under the threat of losing food, they gathered their courage and took a step closer to Lan En.
Although it is only one step, it can be seen that they really have no other way to survive.
“Don’t be silly, ma’am.”
"I just said, 'You can handle this yourself'. Don't you understand what I mean?"
Lan tilted his head and looked at this group of refugees who seemed to be a little dazed from long-term hunger. , sighed helplessly.
“Keep enough to sustain you, then divide the rest and put them away, and then let my people take them back to the Spartan military camp for delivery. I would say that those you left behind are The Spartans will accept the loss, after all, they didn’t even have a bag of barley.”
Adaptation. On the one hand, this kind of behavior will become an excuse for cheating and cheating in the social system, but under the current situation, it can become a life-saving straw for these refugees.
"At the same time, remember not to be too greedy, madam. You have to hand over most of the food. I can't guarantee whether the guys sent by the Spartans next time will make the same decision as me."
Lan En stared at the black woman who was the leader of the refugees and spoke seriously.
“Be prudent, careful, and not greedy. As refugees living in war areas, if you cannot maintain these qualities, then even if you take all this batch of food, you will only die a little later. Just treat it like this. For the sake of your children, please learn to exercise restraint. "
The woman pursed her lips and looked behind her. The eyes of the refugees she led, young and old, were all focused on her.
Finally, the black woman nodded heavily: "Thank you, mercenary, for your kindness and your advice. We will do it."
Lan En nodded at them Head back out of the cave.
He remembered this location and waited until Cassandra needed it. The food in this place could be used as one of her bargaining chips to gain the trust of the Spartan army.
But when going down the mountain, Lan En's expression was not relaxed.
On the one hand, the life of a war refugee did make him feel a little unhappy. On the other hand, it was because he repeated the confirmation question to this group of refugees.
"From this time on, the Spartans' military food will be hit even more seriously."
Lan murmured to himself calmly.
Originally, the mercenary Ikanos who was destroying the Spartan grain truck was just working alone.
This is already a mercenary with great war wisdom.
But this guy should be a rare guy with a lot of brains. After seeing these war refugees, he was stunned for a moment, and then decided to let the refugees distribute the military rations directly.
“He is winning over the hearts and minds of the Megaris refugees. This seems to be a bit like mobilizing the masses, sir. If this pattern is maintained, the efficiency of Ikanos’ subsequent actions will be several times that of now. . ”
Mentos followed Lan En’s thinking. This kind of topic was not the area that its biological brain was good at before, but after Lan En reached the authority of a junior high school student, its computing power increased. Make it progress very quickly. "'Athens will not let its allies suffer.' If this slogan was thought up on the spur of the moment, then he probably has some talent as a speaker."
"But I think he wants more than just making the Megareans share the same hatred of Sparta."
Lane nodded, agreeing with Mentos's view. But at the same time, he also dug deeper into this view and made Mentos understand: in the end, what he is not good at is still not good at it.
“The refugees will not cover up their traces at all, and every time Ikanos intercepts and kills the grain truck, the wooden truck will be damaged to the point that it is completely useless, and the refugees can only carry it on their hands and shoulders. Under such circumstances, it is impossible for the refugees of Megaris to escape from the Spartan warriors, who are all good hunters. And when they are caught."
"Oh, Sparta. People can do anything to their own weak children, how do you expect them to be merciful to foreign refugees?”
The witcher sneered, and his words were as cold as his tone.
“Without even thinking about it, the Spartans will slaughter all the refugees who eat their army food. This behavior will make the Megarians even more angry, but the anger of the weak is ineffective. Yes, they must rely on the strong to turn this anger into strength. That is Athens."
Finally, Lan En came to the conclusion with a sneer.
"Ultimately, Athens will gain more support in Megaris, which will allow them to hold off the Spartan army on land for longer."
"I Kanos. This guy should go to Athens and become a mercenary.”
"Maybe it's not that he doesn't want to be an Athenian politician, but that he doesn't have the status of an Athenian citizen and cannot participate in elections according to the laws of Athens, sir."
Mentos added additional explanation, but I don't know if it is. Illusion, Lan En felt that the biological brain let out a vague sigh of frustration.
"But it doesn't matter. I'd rather get less involved in human affairs. It feels a little heated up."
Immediately, Mentos began to become a little quiet, which made Lan En feel a little bit. He patted his head in discomfort.
After he used his climbing skills and [Light Body Technique] again to return to the city wall of Megara, it was already evening.
He once again came to the door of the hotel where he spent the night last night, and sure enough he saw Fubai standing against the wall of the alley, playing with a good-quality silver coin in his hand.
"Fu Bai, can we continue playing tomorrow? I will definitely beat you once!"
"Of course, see you tomorrow."
A few even bigger than Fu Bai The minors who were a head taller than Bai Yao gathered in a group in front of the little girl, chatting with Fu Bai, as if talking to her was a sign of improving his status in the small circle.
Even when this group of children passed by Lan En noisily, none of them raised their heads to look at this big man who was obviously different from ordinary people.
Because at this time, they were still talking about 'the new friend they met today', and how interesting this friend was, how different from the children in Megara City. In short, he was very cool.
"Wow." Lan En turned back three times to look at the group of children walking away, and then turned back in surprise to look at Fu Bai, who was trying his best to appear careless.
"I know you have two brushes, but I really never thought you were so good at making friends?"
"That's okay, these little brats in the city are actually I don’t have much knowledge.”
Fubo tried his best to suppress the proud smile on his lips, grabbed the silver coin that had bounced into the air, and stuffed it into his belt.
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(End of this chapter)