MTL - Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece

Unexpectedly, the Persian messenger did not mention the surrender of the Greek mercenaries, but proposed that the two armies should have a truce. The mercenaries who are already in trouble are certainly not allowed to do so. After some negotiations, the two sides reached a truce agreement, while the Persians wanted to provide support for the Greeks. This is a boon for the mercenaries, because their food storage has bottomed out, and it is then ready to burn and rob the villages along the way.

Although there was a truce agreement, Clearus did not relax the alert: the Persian messenger led the way ahead, and Claircus ordered the entire army to be a three-way column and march in a four-column battle formation. Along the way, there were three or four meters wide trenches blocking the road. The ditch was full of sewage, and the soldiers had to cut down the trees to build the wooden bridge. Daves, who is in the heavy arm of the guards, is easy to play.

"Oh, that's Clerkus!" With the direction of Oliver's fingers, Davers saw a tall, middle-aged man with naked upper body, a bronzed muscle, and several conspicuous ones. The scars are being combined with the soldiers to cut a trunk that has just been cut down. Walking to the ditch, he did not hesitate to jump into the ditch, did not care about the splash of mud, and immediately began to repair the newly broken wooden bridge.

"Yeah, this is Clerkus! And where is our Menon?!" Mattonis said with a word, meaningful.

Despite the contradiction between Menon and Clearus, the troops led by them also fought because of the conflict. But the soldiers are not fools. The leaders’ actions are all in their eyes. Who is trustworthy? Who is strong? They are mirrored in their hearts. There are more than a dozen mercenary leaders. Why is it always based on Clearus? ! Not without reason.

This is the way to command the army! Davers has been watching the performance of Clearus and telling himself in his heart.

At about dusk, the Greeks arrived at their destination. The village of Persian messengers for the Greek mercenaries not only prepared comfortable accommodation, but also provided a wealth of food: fruit wine, drinks, bread, brown dates...

The soldiers couldn't help but cheer all of them.

For a time, Davers also wondered: Is it true that the Persians were really afraid of the Greek heavy infantry, and really want to take a break?

Just after he and his companions had tasted the food and decided that there was no problem, when he was ready to eat and drink, Antonios came: "Davers, Menon wants to see you!"

"Now?!" Daphus swallowed.

"Now!" Antonios nodded.

"Reassured, nothing! Menon just heard that Davers has solved several problems for us. Out of curiosity, I want to see him, maybe there are rewards!" Seeing everyone showing a look of concern, Antonios did Guaranteed.

Antonios took Daves to a large house in the middle of the village and said to the guard at the door: "Mennon wants to see Davers, he is already here."

The guard looked at Duffus curiously and said, "Mennon is doing something right now. Please wait."

After a while, there was no movement inside. Davers still speaks eloquently with Antonios. Antonios was anxious: "I haven't finished what, I am going to remind me!" After that, he would go inside and be stopped by the guards: "Anthony, do you want me to be defamed!"

Antonios despised him, and the guard finally surrendered: "I am afraid of you, I will go see it again." Then he turned and ran into the house.

In a few moments, he came out: "Go in, Menon is waiting." He said, but he did not dare to touch Antonios.

Davers was about to go in. Antonios held his shoulder and said: "Mayon sometimes has a bad temper. If he says anything about you, you should never argue with him. Listen."

Davers smiled and said: "Do not worry, I am not a child."

Antonios nodded. Along the way, he made a deeper understanding of Davers: this young man has a stableness far beyond his peers. Looking at Daves into the house, Antonios recalled: No, he is not a child, who is a child? Menon?

His helpless smile, it seems that this young man is not easy to provoke. He turned back to the guard and said: "Potax, you deliberately left us here."

"Oh, Antonios, you understand people. Besides Meinon, who will do this boring thing."

"Humph!"

"The young man is what you said about Hades's "God"?! I think he seems to understand what is going on, just laughing at me..."

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Daves certainly understands what is going on: the past lives have seen much in the organs, not the next Mawei. The more people who adopt this method, the more they have no confidence in their control. Is Menon such a person?

Davers licked his mouth and walked through the small courtyard to the main house.

"The Menon leader, the soldier Daves was ordered to come!"

"Come in." There was a sharp, crisp voice in the room.

Davers strode into the house, sitting in the middle of the living room, wearing a shiny breastplate, but it didn't seem to add more majesty to him, because his white face would be a breeze if it was scraped off. .

Davers couldn't help but think of some rumors about the badness of Menon, such as the embarrassing story between him and Aristotle, the apostle of Little Cyrus. He suddenly got a little nervous: this person should not be against me...

And Menon is also looking at Davers: a strong body, tall, general, but also slightly immature face even without a beard, but standing there gives a distinctive temperament.

"Well... I heard that you are a oracle, so I want to ask, is this Persian war with us really sincere? Or do you have other ideas?" Menon asked casually.

"Sorry, the leader. I don't know!" Daves answered without thinking.

Davers’s direct answer made Menon feel a little worried. Finally, his mouth showed a slight smile: “So tell me, can we go home safely this time?”

"I don't know." Daphus's answer is still simple.

"Bastard!" Menon was furious and slammed the chair: "You are not saying in the camp that you have a god! You are not telling others that you know everything! Now you are not talking! You are a liar !"

Davers doubled his eyebrows: "The Menon leader, I am very fortunate to be able to survive from the battlefield~www.~ But I have never claimed that I am a god. This, my teammates can prove. How do people think about what they say is their business, and I can't control it.

As for what god, I have never said it. Just chatting with teammates sometimes, chatting about what might happen next, I am lucky to say nothing. Whether you can go home safely is the thing that the leaders have to worry about. Our soldiers just want to chat and chat and get some comfort and encouragement. ”

After listening to this, Menon’s first reaction was that the guy’s eloquence was good. He couldn’t catch his handle and counterattack, and he looked straight into the face of Menon’s face and let Menon feel the daring of the other side.

Menon was a little annoyed and stayed for a while. He waved his hand and said, "I will investigate if you say this. In short, don't guess the Persians, it will affect the morale of the soldiers."

Davers immediately bowed his head and said, "Yes!"

Menon’s mood was better. He grabbed a drachma and said, “In any case, this time you came up with an idea to help our troops. This is me – the mercenary leader Menon gives you Reward. You remember, there are any good ideas next time, just tell me, I will reward you!"

Davers pretended to take it with pleasure: "Thank you for the leader!"

Menon waved him down and watched him walk out of the house. Menon’s look was a bit sloppy: Menon and Davers were in an employment relationship, and Menon did not have the power to kill, only the right to dismiss. Can fire a minded warrior, he will be reused like other military camps, but the loss is Meinon. So Menon just wanted to beat Devers and didn't want him to expand his influence in the military camp while keeping him in his hands. From this meeting, it seems not so easy...