Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece Chapter 47: Kristia’s appointment

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"Good way, but I don't think the Persians have the guts to stay and attack us." Zantiparis said regretfully.

"Yes, the timid Persians are like rabbits." Timathon cursed, and the soldier's casualties made him angry and helpless.

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

Hieronimus' face changed suddenly, and he remembered how Xenophon's reckless attack had caused most of the soldiers to be damaged.

"I think Xenophon can do it!" Daves agreed immediately.

"We have no time to delay, we must act now, otherwise we may have to spend the night in the mountains tonight!" Crianno looked up to see the weather and said anxiously.

So Xenophon's request was passed quickly, and the leaders went back to rectify the troops.

Daves lags behind, thoughtful.

Kerry Thorpes saw it, and couldn't help stopping, then turned around and asked, "What is the leader of Daves thinking?"

Davos saw that the always-spoken guest Lithorpes rarely asked himself, and was a little surprised: "I was thinking... um... Fortunately, the Persians did not build defensive camps on the mountains, otherwise we The loss will be great."

"You look too high at Tissafunis. Don’t look at the rapid movement of the Persian cavalry and archers. In fact, their overall marching speed is much slower than ours. These Persian nobles headed by Tisafunis, they don’t have us. The Greeks can endure hardships. They must bring gorgeous tents, beautiful concubines, dancing girls, a large number of slaves, etc. for marching. Every day they must wait for the sun to come out before they start marching, otherwise it is too cold; at dusk they must stay away from the enemy camp. , Because it is too dark. Under their influence, how can the Persian soldiers not be affected by them. I guess these Persian soldiers who attacked us just arrived not long ago." Kerry Thorpes analyzed seriously.

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

Kerry Thorpes frowned and asked: "You mean..."

"Just like just now, the Persians on the mountains in front launched an attack. When we drove them away and thought it was safe, the Persians launched an attack in the back...and then...this not only caused more losses to our army, but also Forcing us to run back and forth, disperse our forces, and be very careful every step forward, which greatly slows down our army’s marching speed."

Kerry Thorpes looked at him in surprise: "You usually think about this..."

It is rare for Daves to see the obvious expression on Kerry Thorpes’s face, and said with embarrassment: "Because I lack experience, I have to learn more and think more..."

Kerry Thorpes returned to his serious and rigid face: "This is indeed a good way, but it is not something that can be used by anyone, because the courage, training, and generals of the soldiers are required to complete such a tactic. The requirements for the abilities are relatively high, do you think this Persian army can do it?"

Daves shook his head.

Kerry Thorpes took a deep look at him and said, "If you have any thoughts in the future, let's discuss it together." After that, he strode away.

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A Persian attack resulted in more than 1,000 mercenaries casualties, of which more than half were non-combatants.

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

The entire mercenary army was affected by this and moved more slowly than before, but the avant-garde troops progressed smoothly. Because Xenophon led their troops to quickly circumvent the mountains, the Persians were very scrupulous and afraid of being attacked back and forth. As a result, he did not dare to stop in the front, and the mercenaries passed this mountainous area more smoothly.

At dusk, the soldiers discovered the Persian villages ahead. What happened next was the same as before. Mercenaries ransacked these villages and stationed them. Fortunately, they also found a large amount of supplies collected by these villages and prepared to provide the Tissafunis army. After the soldiers enjoyed the plentiful food, their morale improved. And Daves’ medical camp was busy again until late at night...

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After the passion, Christia leaned softly on Daves, Daves' hand stroking her smooth and elastic skin back and forth, and the two were still immersed in the previous fierce battle...

For a long time, Daves said: "Helps said you learned quickly in the medical camp and did a good job of helping him manage the wounded soldiers and female slaves. Those wounded soldiers listened to you very much and gave back You got the nickname "Persephone on Earth"."

"Hmm." Kristia snorted, raised her head slightly, and smiled slyly: "Then I will become your mistress!"

Daves' gaze flicked over her delicate smile, slender gooseneck, and the inner lining was half hidden and half exposed. Suddenly, the desire in my heart regained, and suddenly I couldn't hold it back, pressing her under her body again, and said shortly, "I just like to be with the hostess..."

Christoya pretended to be surprised and smiled: "You are blasphemy."

"I'm not afraid!" Daves clung to her...

Christoia shuddered, her hands clasped Daves' arms tightly.

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"Davers."

"Hmm."

"Do you know why those wounded soldiers listen to me?"

"I don't know." Actually, Daves knew it.

"I asked Hiros to tell them,'I am your woman!', your prestige among the mercenaries is high now, and they will have some scruples. I asked Helps to give an attempt to assault me The wounded soldiers were treated for the last time, and his wailing did not stop until the evening, I think this also gave them a good warning!...Daves...Do you think I..." Christo Ya leaned weakly on Davers, whispering.

"You did a great job, better than I thought!" Daves sniffed her black hair and said, "Silos can't stay in the medical camp all the time. Helps focuses on improving medical skills. I I want you to manage the medical camp."

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

"Didn’t you say that before, your father is busy with Miletus’s affairs, and you have been assisting him in managing the slaves of the farm. The performance in the medical camp in the past few days also shows that you are fully capable of managing this small team. "Daves was accustomed to the tradition of equality between men and women in his previous life. He would not bind women firmly at home like the Greeks of this era. He didn't mind women showing up, and even behaved better than him: "Of course, Hull. Puss is still a nominal medical officer. After all, he has to take into account the opinions of others, but you are actually in charge of the management. I will talk to Helps in a while."

"Davers!" Kristia hugged him tightly, and said excitedly: "It's great for me to follow you!"

"Don't get excited, you still have a task. Try to let the doctors from other military camps who come to the medical camp help to stay voluntarily, as well as the wounded soldiers." Daves patted her back and said.

"Yes, the boss!" Christia was naked, smiling and saluting, her indescribable **** temptation, if it weren't for Davers' exhaustion, she would definitely do it again.

Kristia saw Daves’ eyes bursting with fire, and put on Heaton lazily: "Daves, you want to expand the medical camp, I can understand it, because now the medical camp It is indeed understaffed. But why should we persuade the wounded to stay?"

Daves certainly cannot say: He has a strong sense of insecurity when he comes to this strange world, so the more soldiers in command, the more he can dispel the anxiety in his heart. Facing Christia’s curious gaze, he revealed a trace of his original intention: “The road home is still far away, I don’t know how difficult it will be. Soldiers are controlled by others, so it’s better to lead them by themselves. It’s safer. They can also give full play to their abilities!"

Hearing this, Christia looked at Davers's young face in a daze: this is an ambitious and confident man. In a daze, his face overlapped with Cyrus's face, which made Christia feel a little frightened, and she stepped forward and hugged Daves tightly.