Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece

Daveus looked up at the three-tier paddle warship next to him and saw someone waving to him on the side of the ship.

"Hi, Xenophon, I thought there was no chance to say goodbye to you!"

"Daveus, I accepted the request from Anaxius and hurried to Byzantium, ready to regroup our mercenaries and rush to Asia Minor, I did not expect you to go to Greater Greece! Stay, let us Continue to fight together side by side!" Xenophon made a sincere request to Daveus.

Davers secretly threatened, then shrugged and said seriously: "It is a pity that I have signed an agreement with Turri and swear to Hades!"

"Then... it's so unlucky!" Xenophon, who respects the gods, shows a regretful look: "We can't fight together!..."

"It seems that Sparta is going to fight Persia. I can only wish you shelter from Zeus in the next battle!" Daphus said this from the heart.

"I also wish you the same!" Xenophon said sincerely: "I originally wanted to invite you to visit Athens and meet my teacher Socrates. He will be very interested in your novel ideas! And one of his students, my friend Plato, is somewhat similar to your point of view, you two will definitely become friends! Unfortunately..."

"Someday I will go to Athens! I believe you have finished writing the story of our fight in Persia, don’t forget to send me a copy." Daveus only knew that Xenophon later wrote "The Long March", but did not Remember the life experience of Xenophon, after all, he was not a historian in his previous life.

"Relax, I will copy it for you." Xenophon smiled.

Daveus vaguely remembered: Socrates was poisoned to death by the Athens authorities. The exact time is unknown, but he remembers that Socrates could have been chosen to be expelled from Athens. Citizen of Athens.So Davers gave up the decision to remind Xenophon and just waved, "Goodbye!"

"Goodbye!"

Who knows this wave of hand, bye bye is already a vicissitudes of the sea, friends become enemies.Things are unpredictable, it's sighing...

As the fleet moved forward, the Spartan warship gradually disappeared under the blue sky...

Seeing that Davis was still standing aft, Burcos couldn't help but walked over and said, "Still thinking about your Athens friend?"

"Xenophon is a talented and capable person!" Daveus was stunned. After all, Xenophon was the first historical celebrity to connect this world with his previous life.

"Athens relies on a group of talented people to create its glory!" Burkos said deeply: "Even if we are exposed to the light of Athens, only after the establishment of Turui Prosperity!"

"Oh, is it?" Burcos' words succeeded in attracting Dave's interest.

"At that time, the leaders responsible for the formation of Turri were two highly capable Athenians, Lambone and Secrolitus, and the famous Athens scholar Protagoras enacted laws for Turri. The famous Greek engineer Hippodamus was invited to design the city for Turi, responsible for the construction... At the same time, two VIPs from Athens moved to Turi, one was Herodod, a scholar who wrote "History", and the other was The famous rhetorician Ticias, and even the Spartan Krian Derridas commanded the battle for Turri. Therefore, Turri could maintain peace with Crotone in the south; and in the north, with Tarantum competes for the Serris Plain; west, defends against the invasion of Lucania and Bruti; east; strengthens trade with Greece. Therefore, in one fell swoop, it became a great power of Great Greece!" Burcos recalled the past, saying There was a frown.

Davers listened carefully.

Then, Burkos's proud expression became dim: "Unfortunately, Athens lost to Sparta. Now Sparta is the overlord of Greece..."

"Is it having a great influence on Turri?" Daveus asked urgently.

Burkos didn't want to say any more, just returned a sentence: "You will know when you arrive at Turri."

Daveus comforted him with a smile and said, "Don't worry, Spartan's supremacy will not last long."

Daveus's astounding words immediately attracted the attention of Burcos: "Why?"

"Because the Spartans have begun to accept bribes." Daveus said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "The unique system that came to Kugu for Sparta was meant to train all Spartan citizens into fierce warriors, In order to suppress the Black Rogers, who have more people than Spartans, to dominate the world. For this reason, all Spartan citizens can maintain a simple and simple life to ensure basic equality, otherwise there will be Spartans. Da Citizens objected,'Why do you eat well and dress warmly? I have to be cruelly trained since I was young. I have to be 30 years old to get out of a single life in a military camp.' Carrying currency, prohibiting debate, prohibiting drama, prohibiting poetry, prohibiting writing and selling other books besides military...Everyone says that Spartan warriors are terrible because Spartans have no other fun, fighting and killing are Their only fun! Now that Spartan has reached the hegemony of Greece, strategic locations need to be stationed, their fleet needs to cruise, Spartans go abroad, staying abroad for half a year, of course, they will be exposed to them before There is no contact. Cultivating a simple and simple life is not easy, but it is too easy to destroy this life! Once the fighting spirit of the Spartans to dominate Greece is eroded, Spartan hegemony can still be How long will it last!!!"

Burcos has never heard anyone use such simple and vivid language to analyze the Spartan political system, just like a sharp dagger piercing the fragile core of the Spartan system, it sounds very reasonable.He looked at Davos in a daze. This young man made him feel a little awe. He suddenly remembered the rumor that Daphos was a "family guardian". He opened his mouth and found that his throat was a little dry and coughed a little. He couldn’t help but ask: “If...if so, who will be the opponent of Sparta in Greece?”

Daveus shrugged: "I'm not a god, how can I know." Then, he looked up and looked up at the blue sky, the flying seagulls, Thebes, Macedonia... a large series of flashes in his mind The name of the city-state, somehow raised a pride in his heart...

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After the Spartan warship was blocked, Burcos feared that there would be another accident and ordered the fleet to travel both day and night.

A few days later, after arriving at Ubeya Island, she went ashore to replenish food and fresh water, and then sailed through the Cyclades Islands, bypassing the Attica peninsula of Athens. Since there was no time to stay ashore, Davis could only regret it on board Looking westward to the well-known Athens in the past, which is not in sight.

Then, the fleet passed Algos, carefully bypassing the Peloponnese peninsula, and arrived at Zakynthos Island before resting ashore for one night.The next day, he continued to sail north to Kokkila Island, only to turn westward and enter the Gulf of Taranto named after the great Greek power Tarantum.

This is a calm harbour. The damp sea breeze can not lift a trace of waves. The azure blue water is quiet like a smooth and clear blue silk, and countless boats are like a silver shuttle that shuttles continuously, weaving on this huge blue silk Beautiful pictures.

Seeing this beautiful scene, the mercenaries, who had been exhausted from long-term HNA, suddenly became excited, and began to laugh and laugh.

Burkos's large fleet also attracted the attention of interested parties. Several three-layer paddle warships painted on the sails with the "man riding a dolphin" pattern greeted them.

"It's okay, it's Tarantum's cruise ship." Burcos said to Daveus that the fleet's pilot had already greeted him.

"Did we enter the sea controlled by Tarantum?" Daveus asked curiously.

"Not yet. This is just an agreement between several city-states in this bay, keeping each other alive, just in case." Burkes explained.

Seeing that Tarantum's warship turned around and left, the fleet continued to move forward...

About an hour later, Burcos pointed in front of his finger and said, "Turui is in front."

Daveus quickly supported the side of the ship and opened his eyes wide: over 500 meters in front was a green coastline, in which a white "streamer" went from west to east, straight into the sea; at the end of the "streamer", countless stars and dots White sails converge, thousands of seagulls hover in the sky, but no shadow of the city is seen...