Feng Yu's words surprised Spartacus a little, and he responded: "What Persians, Greeks? What's the difference? The swordsman who taught me since I was a child was a Persian. He told me since I was a child that if I truly gain freedom, I have to become a king."

Feng Yu nodded and said, "No wonder, so that's it... Let's not talk about these useless things now. It's better if you have any ambitions. If you can't escape from my encirclement today, you're just dead. But I'll give you another choice, which is to decline. It depends on your choice."

Spartacus said to Feng Yu again, "Surrender? You are dreaming in the daytime." Then he shouted to the soldiers behind him, "If you are not free, you would rather die. Even if we die here today, we will never surrender! Brothers, kill!"

After saying that, he stood up and held his shield and spear and rushed to the hillside again. More than a hundred people from his personal guards followed his pace and attacked the hillside. However, most of the rebel soldiers at the bottom of the valley did not move.

The longbowman of Feng Yu's army, who was hiding in the mountains and forests, shot heavy arrows at the enemy rushing up again. Spartacus thought that his soldiers were following him. With high fighting spirit, he used his shield to block the heavy arrows that were constantly attacking, and his feet accelerated faster. The personal soldiers behind him kept screaming after being caught, and hundreds of Roman soldiers appeared in front of him.

A burly enemy general met him, John Lawrence, the first warrior under Feng Yu. The other soldiers also stopped the soldiers following Spartacus.

After the two sides fought for a quarter of an hour, Spartacus felt that the opponent's fighting skills were superb and he could no longer resist. At the same time, he realized that most of the soldiers under his command had not followed him, and had actually abandoned him.

Spartacus, who was in a state of grief and anger, suddenly became messy. He swung the broad sword in his hand and chopped hard. Finally, John found a flaw and stabbed into his neck with a sword. Spartacus fell down with his neck, which was covered with blood-spraying blood.

Before he left this world, Feng Yu's face was reflected in his sight and heard the last sentence he heard in this world: "Do you know why your soldiers abandoned you? Because you just told the truth. They understand that you were fighting for your own freedom, not for them."

Feng Yu closed Spartacus' eyes and stood up. At this time, the Spartacus's personal soldiers who were fighting stubbornly were also killed. Feng Yu took the iron trumpet handed to him by his personal soldiers, and shouted at the rebel soldiers who were stunned at the bottom of the valley and hid behind the shield wall:

"I say again, I am the supreme commander of the Sicily counter-rebels in the Roman Empire. I promise with my personality that you only need to put down your weapons, give up rebellion and rebellion, and surrender to the empire. None of you will be punished with death penalty. Moreover, I will give you a chance to become a free citizen or even a citizen of the empire. But if you do not want to put down your weapons, I can only help you and turn this valley into your collective cemetery."

Before he could finish his speech, someone at the bottom of the valley took the lead in discarding the weapons and shields in his hands and raised his hands. Then more and more people did the same. The sound of weapons and shields falling to the ground sounded.

A large number of Feng Yu's soldiers appeared from the mountains and forests and rushed towards the bottom of the valley. They quickly confiscated the weapons discarded by the surrendered soldiers, and then escorted the surrendered soldiers away in batches. Feng Yu was relieved at this time.

...

In Hannibal camp outside Nicosia, the soldiers were lazy and lying on the ground in the sun. Each of their belly was shrunk. They were not lazy, but hungry. Now each of their daily rations were reduced to fifty or sixty grams. Such rations made people unstable, let alone fighting.

Opposite the camp, the Roman army at the open entrance of the basin shouted in unison with their special iron trumpets, and the content was still the same. The calluses of the ears of these rebel soldiers grew out when they heard it, and some of them could even memorize them.

Hannibal sat cross-legged in the sun, his head drooping weakly on his chest. Next to him, several generals under his command quietly surrounded him. One of them said tentatively: "General, we are at the end of our lives. Feng Hu, the other general, is willing to give us a way, so why not surrender."

Hannibal didn't lift his head, but just muttered: "But there is no news about Spartacus yet, we should wait."

Another general said anxiously: "General, Spartacus hasn't come for so long, so why can we wait? He either has retreated to Palermo, of course the possibility is very small. What's more, it may be that he has been annihilated by the Roman army or surrendered. We can't wait any longer, otherwise the brothers will probably..." He stopped talking, but everyone knew what he wanted to say. Hannibal still shook his head gasping and shook his head without saying a word.

At this moment, someone on the opposite side suddenly shouted with an iron trumpet: "Hannibal, now you are the only rebels left on Sicily. Your brother Spartacus' army has been defeated by our army, and 80% of the soldiers in the army have been surrendered to the Roman Empire. The general will place them as promised. Unfortunately, Spartacus has been killed."

Hannibal was shocked when he heard this. He seemed to have suddenly had infinite strength, and suddenly jumped up and rushed towards Feng Yu's defense line. Many soldiers of Feng Yu's army had quietly picked up the individual crossbows in their hands, but Feng Yu ordered: "Without my order, no one is allowed to shoot arrows and guns."

Hannibal stopped at the twenty battles in front of the defense line and shouted: "Feng Hu, don't lie to me, Spartacus didn't die so easily."

Feng Yu waved his hand, and several soldiers stood up the stretcher with Spartacus's body. Feng Yu immediately said, "The facts are right in front of me. I left him a whole body out of respect for him. And I will tell you a fact that although Spartacus refused to surrender, his soldiers abandoned him because he was just fighting for himself. I don't want you to be the next him. For the nearly 10,000 lives behind you, please surrender immediately."

At this time, several of Hannibal's confidant generals also followed him and advised: "General, there is nothing to think about now, let's surrender!"

Hannibal sighed heavily and threw the weapons and shields in his hand to the ground. His generals did the same. Seeing this, the rebel generals raised their hands and rushed out of the camp gate and walked slowly towards Feng Yu's defense line...
Chapter completed!