Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece Chapter 23: Surprise

lnmao.org, the fastest update to the latest chapter of the Mediterranean Overlord of Ancient Greece!

Twenty strong men rushed out from both sides, knocked Clearkus and the four leaders to the ground, and immediately tied them with ropes.

The officers and soldiers waiting outside the door were also surrounded by heavily armed Persians, armed with sharp blades, spears and large shields, and chopped down these unarmed Greeks one by one.

"Congratulations to the Governor, your plan has succeeded!" A wanton laugh came from the big tent.

The candle was lit and the light was restored.

Clearkus saw the trio of Tisafonis, Otajonsi, and Sister in the middle of the Great Tent laughing triumphantly, and his angry eyes were splitting: "Tisafonis, you are despicable and shameless. Little man! You deceived us with lies, slaughtered my soldiers, and violated the promise made by the Supreme God Ahura Mazda who faced you when signing the contract! Are you afraid of the wrath of the gods?! You are not afraid of your king suffering from shame Curse?! Are you afraid of disasters on your family?!!!......"

"Hehehe..." Tisafunis smiled, took a glass of wine from the waiter, took a sip, walked in front of the mercenary leaders, and said slowly: "Clearkus , Let me tell you. Our great king returned to Persepolis on the second day after Cyrus died. Of course, he has never given any instructions to'negotiate with you', that's all I I made up to lie to you... As for whether the gods will punish me, don’t worry about it, I don’t think it will!" He emphasized, "Mazda is on top, seeing that I will invade Persian territory and slaughter Persia. The barbarians of the people catch and kill, but they will reward me!... Oh, I also tell you one more thing, those rumors are sent out by me!"

Seeing Clearkus's look of astonishment, he drank the wine in his glass in a happy mood.

Proxinus gave him a sharp spit, but he swiftly avoided him.

"Liar! Coward..." Proxinus yelled.

Tisafonis was not angry, but proudly said: "Liar?! Lies?! No, no! I'd prefer to call it wisdom! Unlike you Greek barbarians who only know how to fight hard, we Persians prefer to use their brains to think of ways, and have a smaller price in exchange for greater victory! Just like I started peace talks with you, paralyzing you. Of course I know you will still be vigilant, but once you get used to this kind of peace and stability You don’t want to return to the former tension and hostility. You want to work hard to maintain peace. Therefore, I deliberately sent soldiers to conflict with mercenaries, abuse, fight... and spread rumors, but you would not doubt me. , Who would you suspect?"

Tisafonis glanced over the captured leaders, and said mockingly: "I guess it's Menon, right?! Look, I know all the nasty things within you. Clearly! And I also know that you are a very responsible leader, Klarkus. The more the conflict between the two armies, the more worried you will be. On the contrary, you will come to me to negotiate! Look, you not only come to my door, but also give me back I gave a big gift!..."

"Kill if you want, don't talk nonsense!" Klarkus blushed and roared.

"Master Tisafonis, please forgive me! Please spare my life!!..." Menon struggling next to him, begging: "Even if you make me your slave, as long as you forgive me! I will To persuade those stupid mercenaries for you and let them surrender to you! I can still conquer Asia Minor for you! I am willing to do anything for you, just ask you to spare my life!!..."

"Anything?" Tisafonis narrowed his eyes, as if interested: "You learn how to bark first."

"Wow!..." Menon called seriously.

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

"Mennon, shut up!..."Clearkus and the others scolded Menon in shame.

Mennon turned a deaf ear to his ears, and simply fell to his knees, looking at Tisafonis flatteringly.

"Very good! Very good!!..." Tisafonis smiled, clapped her hands, and walked towards Meron.

Mennon cut his hands upside down, squatted on the ground, sticking out his tongue, screaming more joyously.

Tisafunis walked up to him, smiled surreptitiously at him, quickly drew out his sword, and slashed it hard at Menon's neck.

Amid the screams of everyone, blood spurted out wildly, and Menon's head rolled down to the ground with an unbelievable expression.

"Fool! Do you think that I didn't know that you were attacking me desperately in front of Cyrus, and you took the initiative to attack my mansion!" Tisafonis stepped on Menon's head with his left foot. With the splashes of blood, he was as cold as a murderer.

The four chiefs looked dull at the headless corpse on the ground, and even Klarkus, who had always had a grudge with Menon, had grief on his face, a sorrow of rabbit death and fox sorrow enveloped them.

"Take this head down, and **** Persepolis together with the four criminals to Persepolis, so that your Majesty will try it yourself!" Tisafonis ordered.

After the four leaders were escorted out, Socrates lamented regretfully: "It would be great if I listened to that young man on the road!..."

Clearkus was expressionless and said nothing.

…………………………

"My lord, Alireus, please!"

"Let him in."

Arirous walked into the big tent, saw a shocking pool of blood on the ground, and slowed down, and listened to Tisafonis saying: "That's Menon's blood. Just now I chopped off his head with a sword. !"

"Lashnu is above (the **** who judges good and evil in Persian mythology), this is the punishment he deserves!" Alireus hurriedly said, watching Tisafunis smile playfully, he said hurriedly : "Your Excellency, I have sent cavalry to rob and kill all the Greeks wandering outside the barracks in accordance with your order."

"Very well, I will report your merits to your majesty!" Tisafonis understood that for the little Cyrus' troops, he had to both deter and win them. After all, it was a force of nearly 10,000 people. And when he returned to Asia Minor, he had to rely on these local Persian nobles.

"Now that the main leaders of the Greek mercenaries have been taken down, the stupid Greeks are probably in a panic and don't know what to do. You and Sister go to the Greek barracks to find a way to make these Greeks surrender. ..."

…………………………………

Antonius hopes that the soldiers will **** Daves to Menon Barracks, because when there, no one dares to move Daves again.

Daves refused. He obeyed the soldier's request and went to Clearkus Barracks. Because it was an avant-garde force, the barracks were also located in the far north, close to the Persians, so that he could get news at the first time. He asked Hiros to call Xenophon to come, and at the same time let Antonios go back to Menon’s barracks to be prepared, then he thought of something, pulled Matonis, whispered to him, Matonis looked surprised He stopped and nodded at last.

Watching Hiros and the others leave, Daves suppressed the tension in his heart and walked towards the Clearkus Barracks. The soldiers who escorted him couldn't help but ask: "Is Clearkus really in danger?"

Daves asked back: "Who is in charge of your barracks when Clearkus is away?"

"Tima Song, the captain of the 1st Squadron."

"Then you'd better tell him and prepare him for defense." Daves was talking, and the guard of the barracks yelled in astonishment: "Look, Persian cavalry!!"

Davos and the soldiers looked back collectively, and saw countless Persian cavalry galloping back and forth 100 meters in front of the barracks, stirring up the dusty sky, and screaming from time to time in the dense dust.

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

Although the guess has been fulfilled, Daves has no trace of joy: the war is finally coming! He also felt nervous in his heart.

"Quick! Go back to the camp!" He greeted the accompanying soldiers to enter the camp quickly and closed the camp door.

At this moment, a soldier emerged from the dust and mist in front of him, holding his **** abdomen with one hand, and stumbled over.

The guard hurried forward with Daves and the others, and greeted him back to the camp.

"I... we are on the way to the market... the Persian cavalry... suddenly rushed to us... many brothers are dead... Achilles... go and inform Achilles... there is danger... "The wounded soldier said weakly.