Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece Chapter 258: On the eve of the final battle

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Even though Hernipolis’s tone of voice was tactful during the translation, Daves, after listening to it, still raised his eyebrows, grunted heavily, and said angrily: “Go back and tell Alta Xerxes that I accept his fight. Book——"

"Your Majesty!" Alexis interrupted his words eagerly: "You can't agree! The reason why the Persians dared to write a war is definitely already prepared. We can't agree to it, and we must consider it carefully. So as not to fall into their tricks!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Philipius also immediately persuaded: "Although the letter said that'there are a million troops' must be bragging, but the number of Persian troops is indeed much greater than ours, we can not risk However, in the event of a battle, you should first defend the camp first, and then look for the fighter—"

"Nonsense!" Lizaru stood up and retorted: "Although the number of the Persian army is large, it is timid and fearful to fight; although our army is small, it is advancing bravely. So we should take advantage of the morale of the soldiers. Start a battle with the Persian army, instead of blindly defending, otherwise the pressure on logistics supplies will increase..."

"Lizaru is right! We go deep into the enemy's territory, and only by moving forward courageously can we win the final victory! Once hesitates and slows down, it will only put the entire army in trouble!..." Matonis also Express your opinions out loud.

After a while, the entire tent became lively. It seemed to be the same as what Trebasus had heard outside the tent. Dozens of generals were divided into two factions, supporting or opposing the battle, both sides Disputes are endless, and it is difficult to reach agreement.

Terrebasus saw King Dionia several times to stop him, but it didn't work until the guards around him banged a drum hard, and the crowd stopped the clamor.

Davers stood up and said loudly with some shame: "Don't fight, I've already decided! Persians, go back and tell your king, there will be a decisive battle in two days!"

When Trebasus walked out of the Dionian camp, his footsteps were brisk and his mood was relaxed, because he not only completed the task assigned by the King of Persia, but also successfully allowed King Dionian to take over the battle. Book, and through this mission, he also learned about the reality of the Dionian army: they are not as good at fighting as the rumors, the soldiers are exhausted and war-weary, and the generals are arrogant and untamable? The King Dionian is not like that. It is so powerful in the rumors that he can't even completely overwhelm and drive his generals...

Terrebasus deeply felt that these shortcomings revealed by the Dionian army would greatly increase the chances of the Persian army, and he was very pleased that it was worthwhile to venture out to the Dionian Barracks.

He stepped on the horse eagerly? Want to return to the garrison right away? Report his findings here to the King of Persia? But he didn't notice the triumphant smile on the face of Henipolis who was standing at the gate of the camp.

After the Persian envoys moved away from the Great Tent, the Great Tent became lively again.

"How was my performance just now?"

"Martonis, I really didn't see it? You can be an actor in the Turriy Theater!"

"Haha? Being an actor is exempt. I only care about whether the Persians will be fooled. After all, we urgently mobilized so many people and spent so much energy to act in this scene? Can't it be in vain!"

"I have been observing the Persian messenger just now? Every time we speak? His expression changes a little? He probably understands Greek? This just shows that he is paying attention to our camp. "

"So no matter how cunning the Persians are? They can't escape your majesty's plan!"

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After the generals had heated discussions for a while, Daves coughed lightly, and the whole tent suddenly became quiet, which was a far cry from the time when the Persian envoy was there before.

Daves looked around everyone? He said in a deep voice: "Everyone? Now let us discuss the strategy for a decisive battle with Persia."

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In the early morning of November 3, 364 BC (the 30th year of the Kingdom of Dionia)? "Woo woo woo..." The sharp bugle sounded suddenly? The originally quiet Dionian camp quickly became lively stand up.

"Brothers, don't sleep late, get up soon!..." Just when the captains woke up their soldiers? The chefs of the legion camps were already preparing breakfast for the soldiers.

When the bugle sounded, Daves immediately woke up from his sleep and saw the guards entering the account. The first sentence he asked: "What's the weather outside?"

"Your Majesty, the weather is fine, there is no rain, and there is no wind."

"It's good weather for combat!" Davers sighed.

After the Dionian army entered the Mesopotamian plains, the four seasons became somewhat distinct. The early autumn temperature here was a bit low, the air was relatively dry, there were many sunny days and few rainy days, all of which were important for heavy infantry. The fighting of the Lord Dionian army is good, but the only bad thing is that it is often windy.

After washing, the guard brought breakfast: a bowl of sticky oatmeal, a bowl of hot bustard soup, most of the steamed sturgeon, two large breads with cheese......,

When Hernipolis paid in, he saw Daves staring at the dinner plate in a daze, and immediately said: "Your Majesty, don’t worry, the soldiers’ breakfast is similar to yours! In order to meet your requirements, yesterday’s The battalion caught fish on the Euphrates River for a day. The light cavalry ran for hundreds of miles to the north before they caught some wild animals..."

"Determining the victory or defeat of a battle is mainly due to careful preparation before the battle." Davers picked up a piece of bread and said seriously: "Today's battle may be very long. Soldiers must eat enough. Food can have enough physical strength to support. Considering that the array alone may last until noon, Felicius has informed the heavy camp yesterday to let them prepare more bread and let the soldiers carry to the battlefield before the battle. Make a snack."

"Listening to your majesty, I am full of confidence in winning this battle, because the king of Persia cannot prepare such a wealth of food for his huge army like us." Hernipolis flattered After a sentence, he sat down on the wooden chair next to him, hesitated for a moment, and said: "...I heard that people here are forbidden to catch this kind of fish, saying that it is a sacred thing and will irritate the gods..."

"The more angry the enemy's god, the happier the great Hades." Daves said calmly, taking a big bite of the fish, chewing a few times, and spitting out the bones: "You finished eating Breakfast?"

"I have eaten early." Hernipolis complained: "Your Majesty, I am not like you. No matter how big the battle is, I can take it as usual. I was so excited that I didn't fall asleep all night. I got up early today. Now, look at me, my eye circles are still dark."

"You..." Davers looked at the funny expression in his eyes with his fingers and smiled.

He finished his breakfast and chatted with Hernipolis for a while, and the captain of the court guard came in and reported: "Your Majesty, the legions have begun to line up."

Davers put on his armor and walked out of the big tent. The guards had already brought his horse.

This is a mature Lusitania stallion. It has a fat body, a smooth fur, brownish-yellow, and unusually tall. It constantly uses its front hoofs to dig the dirt and shakes its head and neck, it seems He didn't want to be led by others, but when Daves walked in front of it, it immediately calmed down, lowered its head, approached Daves, and hummed quietly.

Davers patted its face, smiled and said, "Hey, Nicky, you are going to fight with me again."

Nicky seemed to understand, nudged Davers's hand, then raised his head, neighing happily.

Since coming to this world, this is already the fifth and possibly the last horse that Davers has ridden.

Daves patted the horse on the back with emotion, then turned on his horse, and walked out of the inner camp under the **** of 1,000 heavily armed court guards.

There were dozens of people gathered at the exit. Seeing Daves coming, someone could not help shouting: "Your Majesty, we have been waiting for almost half an hour. Why did you come out? The soldiers have already left the camp. Up!"

Even though the man lying on the carriage was a bit offensive, Daves was not angry, and smiled: "Amintas, your temper hasn’t changed until you get old. Don’t worry, we were not there. The battle will not start."

"Your Majesty!" Hironimus, Epithenis, Geogris, Martius and others immediately stepped forward to meet.

Davers looked at them and asked, "Brothers, are you ready to fight?"

30 years ago, Daves became the leader of the mercenary, and after he completely won the trust of the mercenaries, he would often say such things before the battle. At this moment, the veterans have mixed feelings in their ears, and they are excited after a while. Shouted: "Ready!!"

Davers waved his right hand forward: "Then let's go!"

After meeting with the veterans, the entire team passed through the spacious camp tunnel and quickly left the camp.

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The Dionian army did not gather together and then set off. Instead, each legion was led by a legion commander. After leaving their own camp, they went directly to the scheduled battlefield. Therefore, more than 20 teams marched eastward almost side by side. .

Because they had just eaten breakfast, and in order not to waste energy, the speed of each team was very slow. The soldiers were chatting and laughing in the team. The team officers did not prohibit them, and even provoked the topic if they were not. People who know the inside story saw it and thought they were going for an outing instead of fighting for life and death.

More than an hour later, the teams successively walked out of Tabosacus and the surrounding area burnt down by the Persians, and set foot on the plains intertwined with blue and yellow.

After walking for a while, the captains sent an order: "Stop and rest in place!"

"Is this the place of the battle? I don't think there is anything special."

"I heard that the camp of the Persian army is 25 miles away from our camp. I just calculated it silently. It's about eleven or two miles away from the camp. It's right in the middle. Isn't it a battlefield?"