Me, Hydra

"General..."

The general who was guarding the Lion's Gate was stopped by Leonidas as soon as he came over to salute.

"This is a time of war, just tell me the situation on the battlefield. There's no need for such a false salute."

Upon hearing that, the somewhat elderly general nodded.

"Reporting to the general, the commanding general on the other side is a middle-aged man named Perseus and he has many heroes under his command, but we can still withstand it by relying on the natural geographical advantage of the Lion's Gate."

Upon hearing that, Leonidas nodded, Perseus was not as famous now as he was in later mythology because he had been humiliated by Hydra, but regardless, Perseus still had the blood of Zeus running through his veins.

The bloodline of a demigod became much higher than that of a human from the start, and because of this, Perseus, who was already over two hundred years old, still had the appearance of a middle-aged man.

And its force was already leaps and bounds off from when it had assassinated Medusa and the others.

Just thinking about it, suddenly, an orderly in leather armor arrived at the main hall.

"Report! The Greek allies are coming to attack the city!"

At the words, Leonidas was startled, and then a smile rose on his face.

"I'm worried about the lack of a battle, it's a perfect appetizer for us!"

As he said that, Leonidas and the others came to the city with a cold smile on their faces.

How much is a hundred thousand people? Many people don't have a specific number as well as an image. But what came into view now was a hundred thousand Greek allied troops.

Mori's weapons were like half of a dense forest, and just looking at them was awe-inspiring.

The middle-aged man at the head was not hard to guess was the marshal of the allied forces of the Greek nations this time, Perseus.

"Listen, people in the city, it's not too late to abandon the city and surrender. Three hundred thousand allied troops, one person could drown you with a spit! Hydra sinners. It's not too late to give up your pathetic delusions! Hydra is compelling you. Return to the arms of Olympus! The great God-King Zeus will forgive you!!!"

Hearing Perseus's neutral voice, Leonidas shook his head in amusement.

"Who was I then~ So it was the famous Perseus! Do you see if this shield in my hand is familiar~"

As he said that, Leonidas raised the Shield of Equus high in his hand.

There was some confusion, but Perseus suddenly opened his eyes wide when he saw the shield in Leonidas's hand. But quickly, Perseus calmed down.

"What doesn't kill me will make me stronger! Do not presume to destroy my will!"

"Heh! Don't you want to admit it? Take me, for example. This is the very shield Athena gave you! Shield of Ekwis. But you weren't even recognized by the Shield of Equus in the first place, because you were discovered by Lord Hydra who tried to sneak up on you at the time, and in the end, although you survived under Athena's protection, the bag of gods you were wearing, Hades' invisibility helmet, and the sword and shield in your hand were all taken away by Lord Hydra as punishment... Spartan Absolute! No surrender like the enemy! Especially with a soft surrender like Olympus!"

As he did, Leonidas waved a large hand.

"Sparta! Offensive!!!"

As he said that, Leonidas leapt down from the city wall, the gates behind him swung open, and three hundred Spartan forbidden troops stood there, fully armed.

At the sight of this, Perseus was startled at first, then sneered.

"Surely an idiot, we have several times the military strength of Sparta, but we still dare to launch a counterattack?"

Ignoring Perseus's words, Leonidas moved his neck.

"This is the main gate, there are at least 100,000 troops across the street, the other two gates are guarded by Hippolyta and Atalanta... Qui Condor, are you ready?"

At the words, Quintus shrugged his shoulders, and although he looked cold, it was clear from the veins protruding from his temples that he definitely didn't want to look as calm as he did.

Moving his arm twice, the chain that was wrapped around it made a rattling sound.

"What's the point of bullshitting with them they much?"

Nodding his head, Leonidas' gaze also became icy cold, and the momentum of Sparta's three hundred forbidden troops seemed to have turned into a piece of constant, immutable ice in that instant.

Then, the Spartan Forbidden Army instantly turned into two teams.

One was the "Spear" led by Kratos, while the other was the "Shield" led by Leonidas.

The spear was to kill, and the shield was to assist.

On this somewhat sluggish battlefield, each of the three hundred Spartan soldiers had their own role to play, just like a sophisticated killing machine.

The moment it was running, it was as if a roar of steel sounded in the ears of everyone in the Greek allied army.

It was a cold sweat and numbing to the ears.

Then, Quintus' lips were instantly torn apart by a sardonic smile.

"What doesn't kill you will make you stronger, but we'll chop you to pieces!!!"

Words fell like an awl, and the Spartan prohibitionists rushed fearlessly into the Greek allied camp.

........

I've been addicted to chicken lately, but the school network is so scummy....

I was going to open up the dark, but I went in....

Zzz, show houses are delayed for five or six seconds....

There's another shift tonight!

begging for tickets!!!

Volume 1: Text - 101 - Ultimate Revenge

Sparta's army, led by Quintus, quickly formed a cone formation.

A conical formation is one in which the soldiers form pike after pike, and the most important thing about a conical formation is that it must have a brave general to act as the tip of the cone. A cone without a tip is not called a cone, it is called a hammer....

And Quintus was undoubtedly the most suitable person to be the tip of this cone.

After the improvement of many scholars in the Spartan Library, each cone formation was expanded from about 13 people to about 20 people, and in addition to the main fighting spear is the auxiliary fighting shield. The extra "shields" would wander from one small cone formation to another, hunting and killing.

The chains wrapped around Qetos's hands were constantly whirling around, like a working meat grinder.

One after another, the small cone formations made up a large cone formation. Each Spartan Praetor was riding a group of beast hybrid war horses that were covered with tiny scales that an ordinary bow couldn't even splash a spark on it. Moreover, the endurance of the hybrid war horses was extremely strong, almost dozens of times that of ordinary war horses. Its impact was even to an appalling level....

These horses were so bloodthirsty that even their rations had to be mixed with fresh meat and blood. Because of this, they have never been able to spread, although feeding them fresh meat has greatly increased their aggressiveness. However, they are loyal, because the bond between these horses and their riders has been cultivated since childhood.

They are assigned gifted Spartan children after the suckling horses are weaned, and though cruel, it is the only rule of survival in this world.

The most important function of the Conical Formation is to break through and cut through the enemy's formation, and to expand the results of the battle on both sides.

The attacking performance is full marks, but the defensive power of the back is extremely poor, and it takes some time to improve the formation of the frontal sagittal formation. "Survivability is enhanced by the presence of the Quintus, and its offensive performance is not weak in the slightest.