Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece Chapter 37: The Attack of Altauzus

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"Go! Go!" Hiros dragged him back and ran back. The soldiers immediately retreated as he took the lead.

The Persian cavalry raised their bows and rushed over again. Several of them lifted Mithradat's body, and the rest chased towards the Greek soldiers. This time, they learned well, split into two strands, weaving to both sides of Daves and the others.

"Beware of bows and arrows!" Hiros shouted, waving his hand to let the soldiers disperse.

Daves, who was inexperienced in the middle of the team, hesitated for a while, and was thrown down from behind, and then there was a painful hum.

"Olivers!" Daves recognized from his face that was distorted by pain, but there was no time for him to think about it. Matonis and Gioglis next to him quickly dragged them around the curve. , Rush forward.

"Swish! Swish!..." More than a dozen arrows flew quickly again, and there were two screams in succession.

At this time, the responding team had arrived, and the light infantry column running in front threw a javelin at the Persian cavalry, then held up the leather shield and continued to charge forward. The heavy infantry who came afterwards erected their shields and formed a shield wall to block the shot arrows.

The Persian cavalry with only more than 20 men dared not love the battle, and quickly fled with the body of Mithradat.

Daves had the opportunity to check Oliver's injury.

Olivers saw Daves coming and broke away from Geogris's support.

"The leader...I...I--" Before he could finish speaking, Daves gave him a strong hug: "Good brother, thank you!!"

Hearing this, Olivers smiled on his gloomy face recently, his whole body relaxed, and then struck painfully: "Ouch!" He yelled.

Davers thought he had touched his wound and hurriedly let go.

"Hey, Oliver, fortunately you hit an arrow in your butt. If you hit an arrow in front, I don't know what to scream!" Matonis mocked.

"Damn Matonis, you are brave, next time you get an arrow!" Olivers touched the arrow on his butt, and sneered.

The noise returned to the Hiros team.

In this attack, apart from Olivers, one soldier was shot in the thigh, and the other was shot in the back, but because of the thick breastplate, he was only wounded by flesh.

"Georgris, you send Olivers and the others to Helps, please treat him well!" Daves said, patted Olivers on the shoulder: "Get the treatment well, come back soon and Let's fight together!"

"Yes, boss!" Olivers replied loudly.

"A very good raid! I didn't expect you to succeed. We were all worried for you just now!"

"Yeah, you killed Mithradat, and you can be regarded as avenging a part of Menon and the others. The entire mercenary should thank you!"

"Before Tim Song, they said we were crazy and randomly selected leaders. What do they say this time?"

Filisius and the squadron captains of Antonios and Capus came together to congratulate Daves, and Amintas directly saluted him.

The clever Asistus brought the horse and asked Daves to mount it.

The soldiers voluntarily gave up a passage, shouting victory, welcoming him back to the line...

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"What are you talking about?! Daves killed Mithradat?!" After hearing the words of the messenger, Timathon had an unbelievable expression: "This is the time of war. Punished!"

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"Daves killed Mitradat!" Xenophon exclaimed: "He came up with a bold plan, and it succeeded!"

"Great!" Hironimos let out a sigh of relief, and said with hatred: "This time I see who else wants to escape! The Persian is dead, Mithradat, he will definitely take those deserters Get out!"

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Kerry Thorpes listened carefully to Tolmead's account. Although he didn't like the young man very much, he had to admit that he did a pretty good job this time, and it could even be said that he saved the whole army. Because he knows very well that mercenaries with lax military discipline and lax management are not afraid of enemy attacks. The more violent the enemy's offensive, the more united the mercenaries will be. On the contrary, it is the way of Mitradat. Over time, it will disintegrate the fighting spirit of the soldiers and cause the entire team to collapse.

Thinking of this, he smiled on his face and said loudly to Tolmeid: "Please go and say to Chief Davers for me, thank him for his efforts for the whole army! And remind him that the enemy may attack Coming soon."

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"What?! Mithradat is dead?!" Alireus couldn't believe his ears.

"Yes, General, his body is out of the tent!" said the guard.

Arius hurriedly walked out of the tabernacle, followed by a close friend sent by Altauzus and Tisafonis.

Mitradat's body has been simply treated, but it is still terrible. There are four or five wounds on his body, a fist-sized blood hole in his neck, and blood is constantly oozing outward.

Ariros bent down and was about to take a closer look. Altauzus could not help but yelled at the Persian cavalry who had fled back: "Who did it?! Who did it?!"

"It's... Menon's soldiers, they..." The Persian cavalry stammered and described the whole process.

"A bunch of idiots! They were defeated by Menon's trash men! You didn't protect Mithradat. Each of you received the military law of 30 whips, and then punished them as servants in the barracks." Altuzus was angry. Roared.

"The general is spared! The general is spared!!" The Persian cavalry kowtowed their heads begging for mercy.

Although it is a pity that these Greek-speaking cavalrymen, Alireus has no intention of changing to stop Altauzus. He instructed the guards to detain the cavalry, and then said: "Bring some of the Greeks who have escaped. I will ask in detail."

"What else? Kill them all! Then lead an army to attack the Greek barbarians!" Altauzus shouted impatiently.

"After Clearkus and the others were captured by us, the mercenaries must have elected a new leader. We must first understand who they are before we can take the next step." Alireus persuaded patiently .

"I have to ask you, I will avenge Mithradat first!" Altauzus left angrily.

Arius pretended to reluctantly shrugged to the confidant of Tisafonis. In name, he was the commander of the army after the death of Cyrus the young. In fact, Mithradat and Artauzus each controlled an army, and the two were friends, and they fought against Alius overtly and secretly. , So that Alireus is often constrained. Now that Mitradat died in battle, Alireus was secretly delighted in his heart. Compared to the sleek Mitradat, the impulsive Artauzus was much easier to deal with...

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Altauzus was impulsive, but he was not confused in the war. He knew that the Persian infantry could not fight the Greek heavy infantry, so he only selected two hundred archers and two hundred archers, and hurriedly led them to chase in the direction of the Greek army.

Because Altauzus’ army is either a light cavalry or an archer, it is very mobile. In the afternoon, the huge queue of Greeks entered his vision.

"Order the troops, spread out in the shape of a geese, and quickly force them up!" Altauzus gave the command excitedly with bloodthirsty eyes in his eyes.

The Persian army is facing Kriano’s rear guards. They had long anticipated the coming of the Persians. There were not many enemies they saw. They thought they were ready to shout like the last time, so they were on guard. , And did not take it too seriously.

But I saw the Persians quickly unfolding and approaching quickly, and the distance was less than 100 meters in the blink of an eye.

Krian Norton feels bad and yells: "Prepare to defend!"

As soon as the voice fell, the arrows of the Persians had already hit, and most of them fell on the soldiers' round shields like raindrops. Due to the close formation of the Greek soldiers and the light and heavy infantry next to each other, some people were injured immediately, mainly light infantry.

"Disperse the formation, and the heavy infantry rushes forward!" Kriano anxiously conveyed the order.

The arrow struck again, and someone fell screaming. At this time, the team was a bit chaotic, especially the heavy camp behind him. The guards and servants hurriedly pulled the neighing cows and horses and ran to the north, farther away from the rear guards, to avoid harming the pond fish.

Three heavy infantry squadrons, armed with round shields, rushed past with a rain of arrows.

The Persians retreated immediately.