Although the battle was won, the city of Alexandria was also destroyed.
All the people in the city ran away!
Can I continue to live in the East?
There has been too much population loss and this place is now very desolate.
If I continue to live here, can I really live here for long?
Not to mention whether there is anyone who can resist the next Persian attack. Even the problem of eating and sleeping for these people under his command, will it be impossible to solve it?
"Charge! Destroy all the Persians!"
"My king is here, what is there to fear? Now is the time for everyone to seek revenge!"
While he was hesitating, a large group of people suddenly emerged from the mountain pass ahead.
They were dressed in the disorderly clothes of the common people, chanting slogans, and began to attack the remaining Persian soldiers.
"It's the people of my city! They're back again!"
Xia Zhe was puzzled when Spartacus beside him started yelling.
People of Alexandria!
They didn't run far and came back?
Xia Zhe was delighted when he heard this.
Looking at the people rushing out from the opposite side, they were all over the mountains and plains, at least hundreds of thousands of people.
If they were reluctant to leave and wanted to stay in Alexandria, their problems of food, clothing, housing and transportation would be solved.
Thinking of this, Xia Zhe immediately asked Spartacus to go ashore and ask a few random people.
Soon, Spartacus reported what he had learned to Xia Zhe.
Hearing that there were millions of people hiding in the mountains, and that they were all planning to return to Alexandria in batches to rebuild their homes, Xia Zhe felt relieved.
He immediately arranged for the prime minister and the high priest to continue to clean up the battlefield with half of the troops.
He took the remaining half of the ships, sailed north along the coast, and took a shortcut back to Alexandria.
After re-landing at the devastated port, Xia Zhe discovered that the first group of people who had left the mountains had already arrived in Alexandros before him.
When the people who had returned earlier saw the king’s strange ship approaching, they didn’t even go home, but rushed directly to the dock!
Since the great defeat of the Eastern Alliance thirty years ago, the people of Alexandria have suffered too much.
King Stobi borrowed the power of the sea god and wiped out the million-strong Persian army in one fell swoop. This brilliant victory touched the softest part of everyone's heart.
They all had tears in their eyes and were crowded on the dock, just to get a glimpse of Wang.
The number of people and the scene were almost exactly the same as when Xia Zhe first got off the boat that day.
But the mood of the people is completely different.
"Long live our king!"
I don’t know who shouted first.
Immediately afterwards, everyone shouted out these four words with full conviction.
"Again! You're trying to take advantage of me again!"
Xia Zhe muttered to himself, curled his lips, and was about to say something when suddenly, the people in the front row knelt down in tacit understanding.
Immediately afterwards, the crowd that was originally standing densely all knelt down towards Xia Zhe, completely different from the last time.
Hundreds of thousands of people knelt silently, many with tears of excitement on their faces.
"Oh my god! What does this mean? You're upset because your house collapsed and you're looking for me to explain? This has nothing to do with me! It was the tsunami! I didn't cause the tsunami! I really didn't!"
Xia Zhe watched and muttered in his heart, not knowing how to express his opinion for a moment.
"My king, please say a few words to everyone! The people's hearts can be used!"
Seeing this tear-jerking scene, Spartacus beside him whispered something in Xia Zhe's ear.
Spartacus had seen such a scene before, more than once.
He knew that if the king could say a few encouraging words at this moment, this originally unfamiliar oriental city would truly become the core territory of Stobi.
The citizens of the city are willing to go through fire and water!
Let me speak?
Can the people’s hearts be used?
Xia Zhe was a little confused when he heard Spartacus's suggestion.
Your trick is just giving out money. You're implying that if I promise everyone money, they won't blame me, right?
Forget it.
In order to continue living in Alexandros, I have to lose some money.
Let’s stabilize these people first.
Thinking of this, Xia Zhe cleared his throat and began to speak.
"Everyone, get up. If the houses are destroyed, we can just rebuild them! I solemnly promise to everyone that all the citizens of Alexandros can get one, oh no, two gold coins from me as resettlement allowance. I, Stobi, have a large gold mine in Thrace. I can afford this money! The person next to me is the person in charge of the gold mine, let him tell everyone!" Xia Zhe said with some guilt.
What?
The king not only helped us defeat the powerful Persia, but also provided us with the start-up funds to rebuild our homes!
Even the so-called benevolent emperors in history couldn’t do such a good thing!
Everyone was stunned and could hardly believe their ears.
It was Spartacus who reacted first.
Although, Spartacus did not expect that the king would actually give out real money.
However, since the king has this intention, I must do it for him! To win the hearts of the most people!
Thinking of this, Spartacus stepped forward and spoke loudly!
"My king's words are true! I am the governor of Koenness, the Thracian gold-producing city! On that day, our army fought a bloody battle with the Adlician army! All the participants received gold after the battle! The families of the injured and the dead received several times more!"
"The king's benevolence is rare in ancient and modern times! The king's magical powers are so vast that you cannot even imagine! Just follow me, the king! Everyone will surely live the happiest life! I won't waste any more words, remember to register at the Governor's Mansion tomorrow! Long live my king! Long live my king!"
At the end of his speech, Spartacus raised his right fist and shouted slogans.
These straightforward words immediately resonated with the entire audience.
Everyone shouted "Long live our king" in unison until the sun set, and then slowly dispersed.
Because Alexandros's house was severely damaged, Xia Zhe could only temporarily stay in a military tent at the port at night.
The next morning, just after dawn, Xia Zhe was awakened by a series of clanging sounds.
Walking out of the tent and looking towards the city, Xia Zhe couldn't help but feel in a good mood.
The city was full of busy soldiers and civilians.
Including those who rushed back at night, there were millions of people who were busy rebuilding the damaged streets and houses.
Because they are suddenly full of hope for the future, many city residents are not doing tinkering.
They completely cleared out their old and dilapidated houses and built bigger and more beautiful new homes!
The streets that were originally paved with gravel were also dug up.
Neat thick stone slabs that were brought from somewhere were being pieced together on the ground.
Of course, the most exaggerated is the Old Royal Palace.
The Alexandrians burst into great enthusiasm and focused on rebuilding the king's palace.
Looking at the dense manpower invested and the huge foundation being excavated, I'm afraid the new palace will be more than twice the size of the old one.
"Money really does make the world go round! Spartacus's suggestion is a good one!"
Xia Zhe thought to himself and quickly asked Lillian to tell Spartacus to quickly transport the gold coins promised to the citizens to the East.
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