Shortly afterward, the Syrian slave led them to a gloomy cell.
Spartacus and his group belonged to the worst class of gladiators in the Campania region.
Prisoner gladiators with few rights who used their lives to feed the spectacle in the combat arenas.
Spartacus found a place to lie down and then immersed himself in his memories once again.
*"Keep going, believe me, Spartacus, you will become a true hero, all of this is a divine revelation."* Even before they separated, Sarah continued repeating her revelation to Spartacus.
Thinking about Sarah's words, Spartacus smiled bitterly. Now that he was in this state, how could he continue being a hero?
"Hey, who are you? Where do you come from?" said a Greek man in a nearby cell.
Spartacus and the group of prisoners in his cell looked suspiciously at the Greek man.
With his black eyes and carefree smile, he seemed like a very calm person.
The deserters looked at one another, but did not answer.
From another nearby cell, a young man with fair skin, short hair, and a very strong build said, "My name is Curius. I used to be a Roman, but because of family debts and being murdered, I enslaved myself. What is your name?"
"My name is Sarnos, I am from Greece, it is a pleasure to meet you," said the Greek man from his cell.
The two men spoke without continuing to insist on starting a conversation with the group of deserters in Spartacus's cell.
Spartacus and the prisoners in his cell had no desire to speak with the two men.
Everyone was facing an inner dilemma about their uncertain future as gladiators.
"How can I regain my freedom?" Spartacus suddenly asked as he interrupted the conversation between the two men.
Curius and Sarnos looked at Spartacus indifferently.
Spartacus was not the only person who longed to regain his freedom.
"Become a famous gladiator and generate a lot of money for the master of the ludus, and it is likely that he will give you benefits and grant you your freedom when you grow old," said Curius, looking at Spartacus with pity.
Curius intentionally forgot to mention that his status as a deserter made Spartacus's survival in the arena more difficult.
Deserters and atrocious criminals received the worst treatment, and their fate almost always ended in death.
Spartacus regained hope upon hearing Curius's answer, and his desire to achieve glory and reunite with Sarah was ignited.
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On the outskirts of the city of Amisus, the Roman army was besieging the city.
A large number of ladders, towers, and siege machines were continuously being transported to the city walls.
The Galatian and Thracian soldiers used the ladders to climb the walls.
But the resistance of the city of Amisus was fierce. They used forks to push the ladders away and sprayed the towers and siege machines with oil, which caught fire. The Thracian and Galatian soldiers screamed as they fell from the ladders.
Septimus could not help but frown as he observed the situation. Ever since he had led his army to attack Pontus,
The Roman army had been advancing without stopping toward the city of Amisus.
Many of the cities of Pontus along the way surrendered to Septimus after being persuaded by Archilaus. Some refused to surrender, but they were easily conquered by Septimus and his clone army supported by allied forces.
The conquered cities faced complete looting.
With no other choice, Mithridates had to abandon the city and flee once again.
Septimus ordered the Galatian and Thracian soldiers several times to attack the city of Amisus, but all the attempts failed, and it seemed impossible to take it in a short time.
During most of the sieges, the allied armies were the vanguard and suffered a large number of casualties.
Hundreds of Galatian and Thracian soldiers died while conquering a city.
Although Amisus had many defenses, in the end the city succumbed to the killer of the clone army.
Septimus was unwilling to wait and mobilized the clone soldiers during the siege.
The clone soldiers attacked the city fiercely regardless of the casualties and managed to take the city walls.
The city lasted one week against the incessant siege and finally suffered a massacre.
Septimus accelerated the time of the siege because he wanted to catch up with Mithridates.
Mithridates was like a cunning fox who was difficult to catch.
Regardless of the price, Septimus needed to kill Mithridates.
The king of Armenia was Mithridates' son-in-law and could provide him with military support.
Mithridates also had an alliance with the Kingdom of Parthia.
Historically, the Parthian kingdom also has its origins in the Persian kingdom, and in the present era it is a very powerful belligerent nation.
The Parthian archery method is the same as the Mongol Mangudai archery method, which demonstrates how powerful the Parthians were.
The Armenians were also experts in horseback archery, just like the Parthians.
At that time, Armenia was by no means as weak as it would be in later generations; its territory extended from the Caucasus to the Palestinian border.
Its territory encompassed parts of Russia and Turkey, as well as all of Iraq and Syria, and the Armenian king Tigranes was known as the King of Kings.
The vast territory of Armenia was acquired largely through its conquests.
Tigranes destroyed countless small kingdoms and was accompanied by four royal guards; his fame spread throughout the East.
Dealing with these two countries requires great caution, even without using special abilities. Therefore, Septimus wanted to put an end to the war with Mithridates as soon as possible.
At that precise moment, Archilaus arrived mounted on his warhorse.
"I reported to the general that I have received information that Mithridates has fled from Tarula and has sought refuge in Armenia."
Upon hearing the report, Septimus's expression changed slightly; the worst-case scenario had happened.
Septimus thought to himself. Was Armenia really going to get involved after all?
After contemplating the situation, Septimus decided to send envoys to negotiate with Armenia and get them to hand over Mithridates.
The ideal person to negotiate with Armenia had to have sufficient status and intelligence to achieve the diplomatic objective.
Septimus thought of Julius Caesar.