Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece

"Brothers, I brought you some food." Hilos got into the small tent.

The quiet military account suddenly became lively.The few people who had been lying down turned over, and the hungry wolf quickly snatched food from Hilos' arms.

"Helos, if you don't come again, I'm going to starve to death." Matonis chewed half-rare horse meat, the meat that was usually unsightly, but at the moment bite in his mouth, but it was delicious.

"I took it from Antonios. Menon asked them to form a team, risking the possibility of being attacked by the Persians, and damaging the dead horse dragged from the battlefield." Hilos sighed, looking forward. The man lying in the back of the tent asked with concern: "How is Daphes? Wake up?"

"Wake up. But I have been in a daze, and anyone who talks to him seems to be ignorant, not to say a word. It seems to be asleep now." Georgris replied sadly.

"I think he might have accidentally fallen into the Forget River when he was sitting on a boat in Karon, and now he has amnesia." Olivers said.

"Shut up!" Matonis reached for Oliver's head and was pushed away by him.

Silos forcefully separated the two people and scolded: "We all came from the same town of Thessaly. On the land thousands of miles away from our hometown, we are surrounded by enemies. If we are not united, we may not be able to go back. Now."

The tent suddenly fell silent.

Hilos felt the heavy atmosphere, and he said comfortingly: "I have seen a few soldiers with severe head injuries. I was also confused at first, and it would be normal to take a rest for a while. Maybe tomorrow morning Davers I can greet everyone with a smile."

"Daveus is also a veteran soldier, and he will fall when he is chasing!" Olivers just said agitatedly, and after seeing Matonis' gaze again, he closed his mouth immediately.

"Silos, did Cyrus Jr. defeat or be defeated?" The momentary silence made Geogris unable to speak out the problem that everyone was most concerned about but most afraid of facing.

Before, after they chased the enemies who had escaped and returned to the battlefield, they only found that the Persian army was still there, but the troops of Little Cyrus disappeared.Because the sky was getting late, the two armies did not have the desire to continue fighting, confrontation for a while, the Persian army retreated.

Only then did the Greek mercenaries find that their camp was looted.The soldiers were tired and hungry, and of course they had no energy to think about and ask this very important question.

"Little Cyrus led the cavalry. Whether they were defeated or defeated, he could easily leave the battlefield and wait until tomorrow to join us. It would be a good fight with the King of Persia." Silos said easily.

"But the Persian King's army is much larger than ours. If Cyrus the Little is defeated, there will be fewer troops fighting with us tomorrow." Geogris said worriedly.

"What are you afraid of? We have more than 10,000 heavy infantry! The Persians are as timid as rabbits! No more people dare to fight us! I haven't had a killer today, I will fight again tomorrow, just right!" Matonis When he heard it, he encouraged everyone in his way.

"Even if the little Cyrus was defeated, we also defeated their left wing and killed many of them. Tomorrow, the number of their soldiers will only be less than today!" Silos was equally confident.

"The damn Persians destroyed our camp, robbed us of our food, and stolen a lot of my coins! Tomorrow we are going to defeat them and take our things back!" Matonis said angrily.

"That's right!" Everyone shared with the enemy: "Not only should we recapture our stuff, but also grab their stuff."

"Oh!" Oliver thought of something, and said excitedly: "I heard that the little Cyrus women were also robbed, and only one escaped. The last one I told you...Mide A Miletus woman, like Aphrodite, heard that Clearkus had been led into his camp, he would be happy tonight!..." Oliver swallowed and said wretchedly.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Silos warned him.

"Olivers, you have to be able to defeat the King of Persia tomorrow, and also grab a woman from him."

"Oh, this is a good idea! Matonis, you're rare to be smart."

"Damn Oliver, you want to be beaten again!"

When several people were joking, a hoarse voice came from the innermost part of the tent: "Don't you ever think that Little Cyrus was not only defeated! He was also killed!"

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Tisavonis rushed to the Persian king’s account, and the eunuch Masabadi had already been waiting at the door: "The king is waiting for you, go in!"

When Tisavonis released the sword to the royal guard next to him, he found that the most trusted eunuch of the Persian king was a bit melancholy, and he couldn't help but think of it: Is your majesty very hurt?

The large tent is filled with a rich aroma of frankincense, mixed with a hint of herbs.

Artaxerxes was lying on the couch on his side, wearing a gorgeous crimson robe, his naked chest was wrapped in white cloth, and red blood oozing out could be seen faintly.A beautiful maid was gently rubbing his shoulders, and next he stood the medical officer Questacia.

Seeing Tisavonis coming in, Cathesia immediately retreated to the King of Persia.

Alta Xerxes told him to wait outside the gate, and if his injury changed, he would summon him immediately.

Tisavonis watched the Greek doctor withdraw from the account and only half-kneeled. He bowed his head and said, "The king, the defeated warrior, invited the king to punish him!"

Alta Xerxes didn't speak, and Tisavonis began to feel a little uneasy, and even kneeling on the ground was motionless.

It took a long time to hear Artaxerxes opening: "You are defeated, Tisavonis. But at least you dare to attack. I heard that you led the cavalry around the heavy infantry line of Greece and attacked their rear. They were defeated by their light shield soldiers and were almost hit by the Greek javelin."

"Yes, King. You know everything!" Tisavonis relieved secretly.

"You are much braver than those who fled without fighting! Get up!" Alta Xerxes was still a little dissatisfied with the performance of the Persian left wing yesterday, and then he increased the volume: "I'm not lucky for you . Cyrus stabbed me with a spear, but thankfully my armor was strong enough to allow me to stab him under the horse!"

Wasn’t Jourius hit by the spear of guard Miserredad?Tisavonis was surprised, but did not show it, but excitedly said with admiration: "King, everyone used to say that Cyrus was brave. Yesterday on the battlefield, when we were about to fail, Your Majesty Taking the huge risk that the king should not take, stand up and personally kill the rebel, Cyrus! Let us have an incredible victory! King, you deserve to be the king of kings! You are the natural brave !"

Massabadi and Cathesia also immediately expressed their admiration for the heroic performance of the Persian king.

Artaxerxes was flushed and said angrily, "Churus has always been a strong contender since I was a child. As an elder brother, I have always let him. At the ceremony of the throne last time, he tried to assassinate me. I forgave him! I didn’t expect my kindness to be considered weak and deceitful, so he dare to launch a rebellion! For the stability of the country, even if he is my brother, I have to execute him!"

"The king's benevolent country is known to everyone! Cyrus did not know what to do, seduce outsiders, invade the country, and deserve it!..." Tisafnes said generously.

Artaxerxes nodded and couldn't help but cough a few times. A few words just spent a lot of energy on him: "My Governor, you have repeatedly disclosed to me the conspiracy of Cyrus, and the governance of Asia Minor. The performance has always been excellent! When this rebellion ends, I will reward you well!"

"Your Majesty, as the governor of Asia Minor, this is my duty!" Tisavoni said solemnly.

Tisavonis’s jaw, with his left hand pointing at a large earthen jar placed on the wooden table in front of the couch, has a complex look on his face: "Here is the head of Cyrus and Hand, you take it to the Greek camp and let them surrender immediately!!"

Note: Two parties left a note about the Battle of Kunasak, one is Xenophon.The other is the Persian medical doctor Cathesia. His records are quoted by Plutarch of the Roman Empire in his "Artaxerxes", in which the Greek heavy infantry defeated the Persian right wing far from Xenophon It's so easy to write.I chose the description of Xenophon in the novel. Although his description is exaggerated, it just explains some strange performances of the Persians after the war.