Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece

It's a good way, but I don't think the Persians have the guts to continue to stay and attack us. Zantiparis said regretfully.

Yeah, timid Persians are like rabbits. Timasson cursed, the soldier's death and injury made him angry and helpless.

Let me lead the soldiers around the mountains! Xenophon volunteered to fight.

Hieronymus' face changed suddenly, he remembered the fact that Xenophon's reckless attack caused most of the soldiers to be damaged.

I think Xenophon can do it! Davos immediately agreed.

We have no time to delay, we must act immediately, or we may have to spend the night in the mountains tonight! Crianno looked up at the weather and said anxiously.

As a result, Xenophon's invitation to battle was quickly passed, and the leaders went back to rectify their troops.

Davos fell behind, thoughtful.

Seeing this, Kerethorpes couldn't help but stop and asked, What is Chief Davos thinking?

Davos was a little surprised to see that the always taciturn Cleethorpes rarely took the initiative to ask himself a question: I was thinking... um... Fortunately, the Persians did not build defensive camps on the mountains, otherwise our losses would be big.

You look too high on Tisafonis. Don't look at the fast movements of the Persian cavalry and archers. In fact, their overall marching speed is much slower than ours. These Persian nobles headed by Tisafonis, they are not as good as our Greeks. To endure hardships, they have to bring gorgeous tents, beautiful concubines, dancing girls, a large number of slaves, etc. Every day they have to wait for the sun to come out before they start their march, otherwise it will be too cold; Black. Under their influence, how can the Persian soldiers not be affected by them. I estimate that these Persian soldiers who attacked us have just arrived not long ago. Kerisopes analyzed seriously.

Davos knew it. He originally thought that the mercenary team was already bloated enough, but he didn't expect the Persians to be worse. He thought for a while and then said: If the Persians divide these light infantry into several teams, hide behind, flanks and front of our army in the mountains and forests, and launch attacks in sequence, will the effect be better?

Kerethorpes frowned and asked, You mean...

Just like just now, the Persians on the mountains in front attacked, and when we drove them away and thought it was safe, the Persians attacked in the rear...and then...this not only cost our army more, but also forced us to go back and forth. Running around, dispersing troops, and taking every step forward will be very careful, which will greatly slow down our army's marching speed.

Kerisopes looked at him in surprise: You usually think about this...

It was rare for Davos to see such an obvious expression on Kerethorpes' face, and he said a little embarrassedly: Because I am inexperienced, I have to study and think more...

Kerethorpes returned to his stern and rigid face: This is indeed a good method, but it can't be used by anyone, because to complete such a tactic requires the courage, training, and ability of the generals of the soldiers. Are relatively high, do you think this Persian army can do it?

Davos shook his head.

Kerisopes gave him a deep look and said, If you have any ideas in the future, let's discuss it together. After that, he strode away.

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A single Persian attack cost the mercenaries more than a thousand casualties, more than half of them non-combatants.

The number of casualties in Davos Barracks reached more than 150, and most of the pack animals were also shot, so nearly half of the soldiers had to be ordered to go to the baggage camp to help, carry supplies, and support the wounded.

Affected by this, the entire mercenary army moved more slowly than before, but the avant-garde troops progressed smoothly. Because Xenophon led his troops to circle the mountains quickly, the Persians were very scruples, afraid of being attacked from the front and back, so they did not dare to. block in front,

The mercenaries passed through this mountainous area relatively smoothly.

At dusk, the soldiers discovered the Persian villages ahead, and what happened next was the same as before. The mercenaries sacked these villages and stationed them. Fortunately, they also found a large supply of supplies collected by these villages to provide to the army of Tisafonis, and the morale of the soldiers was improved after enjoying the rich food. And Davos' medical camp was busy again until late at night...

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After the passion, Cristoia lay softly on Davos, Davos's hand stroked back and forth on her smooth and elastic skin, and the two were still immersed in the previous fierce battle...

After a long time, Davos said: Helps said that you learned very quickly in the medical camp, and you did a good job in helping him manage the wounded soldiers and slave girls. The wounded soldiers listened to your words and even gave you Nicknamed 'Persephone on Earth'.

Yeah. Cristoia snorted lightly, raised her head slightly, and smiled slyly: Then I will become your mistress!

Davos's eyes swept across her charming smile, the slender gooseneck, and the snow-white lining that was half-hidden and half-exposed. Immediately, the desire in my heart arose again, and I couldn't hold back. I pressed her down again, and said breathlessly, I just like to be with the mistress...

Cristoia pretended to be surprised and smiled: You are blasphemous.

I'm not afraid! Davers pressed close to her...

Cristoia trembled, her hands tightly clasping Davos's arms.

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Davers.

Um.

Do you know why those wounded soldiers listen to me?

I don't know. In fact, Davos knew it.

I asked Hiros to tell them, 'I'm your woman!', that you have a high prestige among the mercenaries now, and they will have scruples. I asked Helps to give a wounded soldier who tried to assault me. At the end of the treatment, his whining didn't stop until the night, and I think it's also a good warning for them!...Davers...would you think I... Krystoia was helpless Lying on top of Davos, he murmured.

You're doing a great job, better than I thought! Davos sniffed her black hair and said, Hiros can't stay in the medical camp all the time, Helps is focusing on improving his medical skills, I want you to to manage the medical camp.

What did you say?! Let me manage the medical camp?!! Kristoya's surprised eyes were mixed with a few surprises.

Didn't you say before that your father was busy with Miletus' political affairs, and you have been helping him manage the slaves on the farm. Your performance in the medical camp these few days also shows that you are fully capable of managing this small team. Dai Firth was accustomed to the tradition of equality between men and women in his previous life, and would not tightly tie women to their homes like the Greeks of this era, he didn't mind women showing up, and even performed better than him: Of course, Helps is still Nominal medical officer, after all, you have to take into account other people's opinions, but in fact you are in charge of management. Wait a minute, I will tell Helpus.

Davers! Cristoia hugged him tightly and said excitedly, I'm following you, it's great!

Don't get excited, you still have tasks. Try to get the doctors from other military camps who came to help the medical camp to stay voluntarily, as well as those wounded soldiers. Davers patted her back and said.

Yes, Chief! Cristoia was naked and saluted with a tender smile. If Davos was not exhausted, she would definitely do it again.

Seeing Davos' eyes that were about to burst into flames, Cristoia hurriedly put on Heaton: Davers, I can understand that you want to expand the medical care camp, because the medical care camp is indeed understaffed now. . But why are you trying to persuade those wounded soldiers to stay?

Of course Davos couldn't say: when he came to this strange world, he had a strong sense of insecurity, so the more soldiers he commanded, the more he could dispel the anxiety in his heart. Facing Cristoia's curious eyes, he revealed a hint of his original intention: The way home is still far away, I don't know how difficult it will be, the soldiers are led by others, it is better to lead by themselves, it is safer, They can also use their abilities better!”

Hearing this, Cristoia looked at Davos' young face, stunned: this is an ambitious and confident man. In a trance, his face overlapped with that of little Cyrus, which made Cristoia feel a little scared, and she stepped forward and hugged Davos tightly.