Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece

Over two dozen strong men rushed out on both sides, knocking Clearkus and the four leaders down to the ground, and immediately tied them with ropes.

The team officers and soldiers waiting outside the gate were also surrounded by heavily armed Persians, armed with sharp blades, spears and large shields, and chopped down the Greeks without weapons.

"Congratulations to the Governor, your plan is successful!" The wanton laughter sounded in the big account.

The candle was lit and the light was restored.

Clearcourt saw Tisafnis, Otajons, and Sister in the middle of the big tent, laughing proudly, his angry eyes splitting: "Tissafnis, you despicable and shameless villain You deceived us with lies, slaughtered my soldiers, and violated the promise made by your supreme god Ahura Mazdah when you signed the contract! Are you not afraid of the wrath of the gods? Are you afraid that your king will be humiliated by thousands of people?! Not afraid of disaster coming to your family?!!!"

"Hehehe..." Tisavonis smiled and took a glass of wine from the servant. He took a sip and walked in front of the mercenary leaders before slowly saying: "Clearkus, I told You. Our king has returned to Persepolis the day after the death of Cyrus. Of course, he has never given any instructions to'negotiate with you.' Yours... As for whether the gods will punish me, you don’t have to worry about it, I don’t think so!” He said aggravatedly: “Mazda is on board, seeing me savage a group of people who violated Persian territory and slaughtered the Persian people People catch and kill, but they will reward me! ... Oh, I also tell you one thing, those rumors were sent out by me!"

Seeing Cleary's expression in amazement, he happily drank the wine from the glass.

Proccinus slammed at him and was flashed away by him.

"Liar! Coward..." Proccinus yelled.

Tisavonis was not angry, but instead said proudly: "Liar?! Lie?! No no no! I'm more willing to call it wisdom! Unlike you Greek barbarians who only know how to fight bravely, our Persians are more I like to use my brain to find a way, with a smaller price in exchange for greater victory! Just like when I started peace talks with you, paralyzing you. Of course I know that you will still be vigilant, but once you get used to this peaceful and stable state, I don’t want to go back to the previous tension and hostility, you want to work hard to maintain peace. So, I deliberately sent soldiers to clash with mercenaries, abused, fight... Then spread rumors, you will not doubt me, you will doubt who?"

The Savanes glanced at the captured leaders and said sarcastically: "I guess Menon, right?! Look, I know all the dirty things inside you! And I also know that you are a very responsible leader, Clearkus. The more severe the conflict between the two armies, the more worried you will be, and you will come to me to negotiate on your own initiative! A big gift!..."

"Kill kill, don't talk!" Clearkus blushed and snarled.

"Master Tisavonis, forgive me! Please forgive me!!!!" Menon next to him struggled and begged: "Even if you let me be your slave, as long as you forgive me! I will go for you Convince the stupid mercenaries and let them surrender to you! I can also conquer Asia Minor for you! I am willing to do anything for you, just forgive me!!!!"

"Anything?" Tisavonis narrowed his eyes, seeming to be interested: "You learn a few barking first."

"Wang Wangwang!" Menon shouted really hard.

"Look, this is the barbaric Greek!" The Persians in the big tent were overjoyed.

"Menon, you shut up for me!..." Clearkus scolded Menon in shame.

Mennon turned a deaf ear, and simply fell to his knees, looking at Tisavonis in favor.

"Very good! Very good!..." Tisavonis smiled, clapping his hands, and walked towards Meron.

Menon cut her hands upside down, squatting on the ground, sticking her tongue out, and called even more joyfully.

Tisavonis walked up to him, smiled secretly at him, and quickly pulled out his sword, slamming down Menon's neck.

In the screams of everyone, blood spewed out, and Menon's head rolled down to the ground still solidified with an incredible expression.

"Fool! When you don't know that you desperately attacked me in front of Little Cyrus, and took the initiative to attack my mansion!" Tisafnis stepped on Menon's head with his left foot, his face was splattered The spotted blood, he was as cold as a killer.

The four chiefs stared at the headless corpses on the ground, and even Kilrkus, who had always had hatred with Menon, had grief on his face, and a sad sorrow haunted them.

"Nice the head, and immediately escort Persepolis together with the four criminals, and let His Majesty try it himself!" Tiszafnis ordered.

After the four chiefs were taken out, Socrates lamented regretfully: "It would be nice if I listened to the young man on the road!..."

Clearkus was expressionless and said nothing.

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"Adult, Ali Rousses please!"

"Let him come in."

Ali Ruos walked into the big tent and saw a shocking pool of blood on the ground, his footsteps slowed down, and heard Tisavonis said: "It was Menon's blood. I just chopped off his head with a sword!"

"Rashnu is on (judging the gods of good and evil in Persian mythology), this is the penalty he deserves!" Ali Rousse said hurriedly, watching Tisavonisi's playful smile, he busy again said: "The Governor Lord, I have sent your cavalry to kill all Greeks wandering outside the barracks according to your orders."

"Very good, I will report your merits to your majesty!" Tisavonis understood that for the troops of Little Cyrus, he had to deter and pull together, after all, it was a force of nearly 10,000 people, and returned Asia Minor had to rely on these local Persian nobles.

"Now, the main leaders of the Greek mercenaries have been taken down, and the stupid Greeks may now be in a panic and do not know what to do. You and Sister went to the Greek military camp to find a way to surrender these Greeks..."

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Antonios hoped that the soldiers would escort Davis to the Mennon Barracks, because no one dared to move Daves again.

Daveus refused. He obeyed the soldier's request and went to the Clearkus Barracks. Because it was an avant-garde unit, the barracks were also located in the northernmost part, close to the Persians, so that they could get the news immediately.He invited Silos to call Xenophon, and at the same time, he returned Antonios to the Mennon Barracks to prepare for it. Then he thought of something. He pulled Mattonis and whispered to him. Matonis looked at him in surprise. Holding him, finally nodded.

Seeing Silos as they left, Davos suppressed the tension in his heart and went to the Clearcourt barracks. The soldiers who escorted him couldn't help but ask, "Is there really danger in Clearcourt?"

Davers replied: "Who is responsible for your barracks when Clearkus is away?"

"The first squadron squadron leader Tima Song."

"Then you better tell him to prepare him for defense." Daveus was saying, screaming in amazement in front of the finger of the guard of the barracks: "Look, Persian cavalry!!"

Daveus and the soldiers looked back collectively, and saw countless Persian cavalry galloping 100 meters in front of the barracks, stirring up the sand and dust, and screaming from time to time in the diffuse dust.

"This is..." The soldiers looked at Davers nervously.

Although the guess was fulfilled, Davis did not have a hint of joy: the war is finally coming!He also felt nervous in his heart.

"Quick! Come back to the camp!" He greeted the accompanying soldiers and quickly entered the camp, closing the camp door.

At this time, a soldier was drilled in the dust in front of him. He covered the bleeding belly with one hand and ran stumbled.

The guard and Daveus hurriedly stepped forward to return him to the camp.

"I... on our way to the market... Persian cavalry... Suddenly rushed towards us... A lot of brothers are dead... Achilles... Go and notify Achilles... in danger..." injured The soldier said weakly.