Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece

"That's because there is only one small pier here!" Burcos swelled his chest sharply.Just now he noticed that when he walked through the market, he finally understood that the reason why the types of trading here are so complete is not the needs of mercenaries, but the needs of merchants and surrounding residents.The Krati River is wider. After all, it is not as wide as the sea. When there are too many merchant ships, it will take time to enter the port of Turiri. After entering the market, transactions will also be taxed.Now it’s okay. The mercenaries built a market directly near the coast. Once the ship reached the pier on the coast, it could be unloaded, and as long as it entered the market, there was only one Opol (there is equal to no), and there was no tax. As for the buyer, Turri is not far from here, a large number of sailors, fishermen, etc., they are mainly free citizens, not Turrii citizens, willing to take a few more steps to buy cheaper items than in Turrii market ( Because it does not pay taxes, it is cheap), not to mention the merchants of various city states attracted by the exoticism of mercenaries selling objects.

Looking at Mariji with his head down and a face of criticism, Burcos was angry, but he didn't want to say more: "Forget it, I'll tell Daveus about this! You can't do it, You are just a Persian slave."

When Mariji heard this, he shivered and almost scolded: You are the Persian slave!Your whole family is a Persian slave!Does your Greek barbarian have eyesight!I have been a royal merchant of the Persian royal family!!

Fortunately, he finally held back, but he didn't want to talk any more, and fell behind them.

As he approached the west gate of the market, Burcos discovered that the area was separated by a half-height earth wall, and there was a large shack made of wood. Compared with the noisy stall in front, the entrance was quieter. In a long line...

"This is..." Burcos asked doubtfully.

Despite his grievances, Mariji had to explain: "This is a clinic. The doctors in our military camp followed the leader of Davos for a long period of time, and his medical skills were superb. Many Turui people who had been chronically ill passed through their The treatment has improved, so it is very popular now. It is often at dusk, the market is closing, and the patients will not leave."

"It's so powerful?!" Burcos was a little surprised, Moras whispered in his ear: "Master, the old lady's disease can come here to see, maybe they can really cure it."

Burcos looked at the "long dragon" in front of the shed, nodded, and suddenly remembered something, and asked, "You said that these doctors learned medicine from Daphes? Davis will still see a doctor?"

"That's for sure! The leader is favored by Hades, and of course understands the mysteries of diseases that can bring death to people." Marigi said proudly.

Burkos was arrogant and went out of the market. After saying goodbye to Mariji, Moras asked: "Master, are there really people in this world who are good at commanding battles, good at business, and still ill?"

"Isn't Daveus right? He's still a vassal of Hades." Burcos said indifferently.

Go a few hundred meters further west, and Davis’ camp is in sight. It is more accurate than a camp: a trench three meters wide and three meters deep, and a three-meter high barrier A two-meter high wooden fence serves as protection.Sentinel patrols can be seen behind the wooden wall, so it can be judged that there is a walkway on the wooden wall.There are multiple sentinels in the wall, six meters high, which can overlook the trenches and the dead corner under the wooden wall.The exit in the middle of the wooden wall is equipped with wooden doors, and there is a simple city tower above...

Burcos and Moras walked carefully along the straight path in front of the camp gate, because there were a few wooden signs on the side of the road: "There are traps, please go to the avenue!"

While observing the faintly reflected metallic luster in the half-height grass on the side of the road, Moras speculated that there might be traps, while sighing and said: "Master, our Turri's defense facilities seem to be not as complicated as here. "

Burkos looked a little gloomy. He had been worried about a problem: the mercenaries built it like a city. What would Crotonians think when they saw it?

The guard at the camp door asked the two of them for their intentions, and immediately sent someone to report.

After a while, Acistes came out and led the two in.

All the grass and debris in the camp were cleaned, and the ground was flat and clean. Behind the wooden wall, it was indeed a wooden walkway, so that the wooden wall beyond the aisle just blocked the soldier's chest. There were several wide woods. The ladder can go up to the aisle.The tents are also neatly and orderly arranged. There is a wide open space between the tent and the wooden wall. There is a wide passageway between the four or five tents. The passageway leads directly to the center of the camp, and a circular wooden fence is actually built in the center of the camp.

Seeing Burcos’ doubts, Yasistes explained: "The inside is usually the camp of the heavy camp and the medical camp, as well as the leaders and team officers. When the battle is over, once the periphery is broken by the enemy, we can retreat inside. , Continue to defend."

"This is really the most complicated and thoughtful military camp I have ever seen!" Even with some comments on mercenaries, Burcos couldn't help but sigh.

Yasisters smiled complacently: "The leader of Davos said that this is the most basic camp construction, and it is more complicated. We still don't need it now. He said:'War has never been undefeated, A sturdy camp can provide protection to the soldiers in the event of failure, reduce casualties and restore morale. So even if you work hard, you must build it with patience and care, and usually sweat more so that you can bleed less in war...' "

"I usually sweat more, so I can bleed less in wartime..." Burcos whispered these two words. He suddenly realized that he was about to see a mercenary leader with rich experience in war, Turui. The generals made plans in advance and asked him to follow them without consulting them. Is this appropriate?

At this moment, Moras asked doubtfully: "Why? Only a few soldiers were seen in the camp?"

"The brothers are all behind to participate in the'Tug of War' competition."

"Tug of war?" The two were curious when they heard the strange word.

In fact, there was a huge shout in front of him, and Yasisters simply took them, bypassing the central circular wooden fence, and walked forward into a wide field, showing the dense crowd.Thousands of soldiers formed a big circle of five or six. All soldiers were flushed and excited, shouting fists in the circle.

"One team and two teams cheer!"

"Four teams of five companies cheer!"

"Come on! Come on! Work harder!"

"Oh, win!!"

...

Such a hot and exciting scene, Burkos had only seen it at the sports meeting, and now he has not seen the real scene, just listening to the shouts, he is already boiling blood.

Seeing his mind, Yasisters squeezed into a circle to let them go in to watch, and he called the leader first.

On the ground in the center of the circle is a rope forty meters long. It should be composed of several marine ropes, with the thickness of a fist.

At this time, a person in the central open space shouted: "In the next round, the second company three teams VS the seventh company one team, please both sides to enter!"

Soon, more than 100 strong men entered the circle. After confirming the number and name, the man said, "Please prepare for both parties."

So, the two sides picked up the rope.

Burcos discovered that there was a red rope tied in the center of the rope, and there was a heavy object hanging at the end of the rope, pointing directly to a white thread on the ground, and there was a white thread on each side of the white thread.

The man who was considered by Burcos to be similar to the referee of the games announced loudly: "The game begins!"

The hundred strong men on both sides tried their best to pull the rope towards themselves.The sound of cheering and cheering around also sounded like a tsunami...

Just watch the red rope move to the left for a while, to the right for a while, and oscillate back and forth... Hold for a while, and then move to the left largely... The cheering has reached its peak.

Finally, the red rope reached the white line on the left.

The referee waved his hand: the game is over!

Cheers and sighs sounded simultaneously...

Burkes were looking at each other with interest, and Yasisters found them before they left reluctantly.