The outraged Thracian crowd could not stop the clone legionaries.
Although the Thracians outnumbered the clone legionaries.
The experienced clone legionaries and their aura of veteran warriors deterred the most experienced Thracian warriors.
Even Ferah could realize how dangerous it would be to confront the Romans.
Ferah could understand the strength of the Romans and their dominant actions, but he could not accept the humiliation.
Sarah's status as a priestess in the village could be considered unsurpassable, and the Romans wanted to reduce her to being a slave.
The old Ferah found himself in a conflict between reason and emotions.
A voice suddenly calmed the entire village.
"I will accept being a slave. The gods have given me a revelation. Before, I did not understand what it meant, but now I do," Sarah said calmly to the Thracian crowd.
All the Thracians looked at Sarah with complex or astonished expressions, wondering what Sarah wanted to do.
"If you truly intend to take Spartacus and me with you, I swear you will regret it! The gods will punish you!" Sarah said as she stared fixedly at the clone centurion.
Far away in a military tent, Septimus frowned.
Septimus suspected that Sarah knew the fate of Spartacus in the original history.
In the original history, Spartacus confronted Rome and forged a reputation that spread among the slaves of Rome.
Septimus was also curious about Sarah's intuition, and his desire to possess and control her grew stronger.
A beautiful woman who claimed to be the spokesperson of the Thracian gods and had incredible intuition would become Septimus's new toy.
"Is that so? I do not believe in any of your false gods," said the clone centurion indifferently.
The Roman centurion's words managed to enrage the Thracians.
Sarah ignored the centurion and addressed the crowd while saying, "Stop making a fuss and allow Spartacus and me to go with him. It is the will of the gods."
The Thracian crowd slowly calmed down.
The clone centurion ignored Sarah's spectacle and, with a gesture of his hand, ordered the legionaries to chain her.
Sarah and Spartacus were chained.
Spartacus's father offered a large amount of money with the intention of improving the treatment received by the pair.
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A week passed quickly.
Inside a mansion in a small city, Septimus contemplated the next movements of the war.
During the last few days, Mithridates had been recruiting a large army.
Mithridates's army, like a sponge, grew, and its number would soon approach the original figure.
Septimus could not help but frown. At last, he understood why Lucullus insisted on a winter war in the original history.
The war had to begin again during the winter to prevent Mithridates from continuing to accumulate troops.
Although fighting in winter would cause many casualties, waiting for spring for a decisive battle would also bring many casualties and the possibility of defeat.
The clone army was limited by the amount of provisions, and the allied troops did not have the same combat effectiveness as the clone troops.
Clone soldiers have a strong will to fight and excellent skills, but they are also human beings who can become fatigued or tired from prolonged marching.
The war was never 100% won, and the possibilities of losing were present.
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Campania Region.
A large number of men built roads or mills everywhere.
A caravan with slaves slowly advanced along the Via Appia while showing its occupants the bustling scene of the surrounding area.
The slaves looked curiously at the lively scene, almost forgetting their tragic fate as slaves.
The gladiator culture did not disappear after Septimus took the region.
On the contrary, gladiator schools and gladiator arenas began to emerge throughout the region.
Most of the slaves throughout the Campania region served as sacrifices in the gladiator arenas.
The great colosseum of the Campania region, in full construction, demonstrated the importance Septimus gave to gladiator games.
Spartacus, together with a group of deserters and slaves, were used to feed the gladiator industry in the Campania region.
The caravan passed near a gladiator school administered by clones.
Inside the ludus, clone gladiators and slaves mixed together to train and forge warriors.
The owners of the ludus did not need to make money by managing the ludus.
Unlike all the ludus in Rome, the ludus of the Campania region had the purpose of training clones in bloody combat.
The gladiator fights of the Campania region differed from other fights throughout Rome because the public sought efficiency in the slaughter of gladiators.
The exaggerated combat movements ceased to attract the attention of the public in the Campania region.
It was normal to see hundreds of men facing each other in bloody combat in the arenas of the Campania region.
On the other hand, Spartacus, with a lost look in his eyes, was unaware of his uncertain future.
The caravan arrived at a gladiator school for prisoners.
Spartacus and his companions entered the gloomy and dark dungeon, guided by a white-haired Syrian slave with somewhat clumsy arms. Along the way, several strong and burly men were imprisoned in the dungeon; some wore only short pants, while others were completely naked, with their penises exposed.
Spartacus's group considered themselves prisoners, and the treatment they received was also that of prisoners.
"Hey, come see the newcomers."
"Boy, if you don't want to die, come and try my penis. Perhaps I can take care of you in the arena in the future."
"Ha-ha, don't scare these children, or how are we going to mess with them in the future?"
"..."
The gladiators roared at Spartacus and his companions.
Spartacus's group showed various reactions.
From angry prisoners to completely terrified prisoners.
The Syrian slave smiled and said to the group, "If you can, be patient, because you are no match for them."
Spartacus and the other prisoners showed different expressions upon hearing the Syrian.