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what misery Rhesus has brought us.

Every week, more refugees

arrive seeking my protection,

most of them covered in blood,

crippled or burnt by Rhesus' men.

I feared nothing could ever be

good again, till you arrived.

I'm just a mercenary

fighting for gold.

How we view ourselves

is of little consequence.

How others perceive us is important.

And your name, like it or

not, is a rallying cry.

I have seen too much reality to trust

in legends, and I am not alone.

Nobody has any faith anymore.

The people need a hero.

They need someone to look up to.

My son believes in you.

Bring us peace, and...

I will believe in you, too.

I'm convinced these are good people.

I see. And who's more convincing,

Cotys or his daughter?

All the gold on Earth is not as

convincing as a pair of breasts.

Maybe, but gold never ages.

Which is why I got them

to double our price.

Double your weight in gold?

Well done.

- Amphiaraus?

- If it be the will of Zeus.

Which title sounds more terrifying to

our enemies? "Hercules: Savior of Thrace"

- or "Hercules:
A Legend is Born"?

- Both sound terrifyingly boring.

What are we supposed to

do with an army of farmers?

Train them.

Oh, sh*t.

In war, there is one thing

more important than killing.

Surviving. My companions and I

will show you how to stay alive,

so that you may return home

to your farms someday.

Autolycus.

Shield wall! Form!

Corpses! Every last one of you!

Because your shield wall was weak.

Dead. Dead.

Very dead.

Soldier, many lives depend on you.

When attacked, lock your

feet in the ground.

- You understand?

- Yes, sir.

When a shield wall is strong,

nothing can ever defeat it!

You must learn to work together,

react together.

When you do, each individual

will become a link in a chain

that will be stronger than iron.

I hope the enemy has

a sense of humor.

Right. Today's lesson,

how not to stab yourselves!

It is imperative that we strike now,

My Lord, given this opportunity.

Ah! There you are!

Hercules, my scouts have

brought news. Rhesus is on the move.

Archers who shoot lightning

from their bows.

And infantry 4,000-strong,

their minds bewitched.

- Demons march with them.

- So now we're fighting demons.

No stranger than the monsters

I hear you faced, Hercules.

My Lord, Rhesus is preparing

to attack Bessi lands.

He will be on them within six days.

If the Bessi fall, we're next.

Unless we intercept him.

Your men need weeks, if not months,

of training before they're ready.

The Bessi are a fierce

but primitive tribe.

If we do not protect them,

then there will be a bloodbath.

Face Rhesus with an untrained army and you

risk losing far more than a single battle.

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