The World of Deities Chapter 409: Bearing

I'm talking about Giant Hills, you want to pick a girl? Are you suffocating like this? "Su Ye asked grimly.

"Your Majesty, you have misunderstood, I am a person with a long-term vision like you. I am not talking about my personal marriage, but the continuation of the ethnic group. Once we live in the Giant Hills, I will have the power of the ethnic group. At that time, I will gain the power of the old days, own subjects, own ethnic groups, and prosper." Wang Dahui said sternly.

"Hey..."

Su Ye glanced at the Black Devil Sheep.

"Do you want an ewe too?"

The Black Devil Sheep immediately obediently knelt, showing a flattering smile, and a neat white tooth came out from the gap of the pitch-black mouth.

Su Ye thought for a while and said: "After you enter the Giant Hills, what will happen to my summoning technique?"

"You will have the ability to summon a squad. The number is about ten, that is, five mighty and mighty demon sheep knights." Wang Sledgehammer said.

Su Ye smiled and asked, "How does the strength of the other four knights compare to you?"

"The rank is always lower than mine."

"What is the next stage of summoning the team?" Wu Ye asked.

"It is a summoning tribe, the total number is about 100, and the other new demon goat knights are two ranks lower than me. However, new dwarves may be born. In our rock dwarf tribe, there are dwarf wizards."

"What about the next stage?"

"The summoning legion, the total number is about 1,000, the weakest rank is three levels lower than mine. At this time, our legion will be particularly complete, there will be powerful dwarves using magic equipment. As for the next stage, I will I don't know, because I was only a dwarf king at the legion level in my previous life." Wang Sledgehammer said.

Su Ye looked at Di Aotian: "If you have the Fire Elemental Divine Power Plane, you will also start to thrive and grow, right?"

"Keeping chuckle, chuckle..." Di Aotian explained excitedly.

"When I didn't ask!"

Su Ye thought about the future development route of summoning magic, and then fell asleep.

The next day, a good news spread throughout the Greek coalition forces.

Persia has paid the first ransom, and the most important group of prisoners left with the ship.

For a whole day, the Marathon Fortress was immersed in a sea of ​​joy.

Most soldiers have limited military merits, and they are not eligible to exchange trophies.

But everyone has a share of the ransom!

Starting in the afternoon, people from the city-states of the marathon fortress carry their bags and push the cars to collect golden golden eagles from the logistics office.

Even recruits who have never killed anyone will receive at least ten golden eagles.

The voice of praising General Miteaud has not been interrupted since the afternoon.

If it is a noble leader, it is absolutely impossible to give so many golden eagles to the soldiers.

Su Ye also went to receive the ransom paid by Persia.

A full two hundred thousand!

Even surpassed the two generals of Mitayad and Dimis.

In the eyes of the nobles, this amount of money is not much, but compared to previous wars, this amount is huge.

For Su Ye, this is the price of an extra elementary legendary magical device.

Su Ye took the opportunity to ask Fast about the total amount of Persia's ransom. He didn't say the specific number, only that it was above the ten million golden eagle.

Get rich in the First World War.

However, more than half of the ransom is used to pay the pension, and under the supervision of the priest of the temple, it is distributed to the family of each soldier.

Back to the residence, the Spartans who had received the gold coins held their purses and discussed excitedly.

"This is the first time I have really earned a golden eagle! This feels so wonderful! Even if my family gives me ten times the golden eagle, it can't make me so excited. I want to keep these golden eagles and show them off in front of my children in the future. !" Castor spread out his purse and kept grabbing his hands among the golden coins.

The golden light flickered, and the sound came into my ears.

"This feeling is better than the harvest of the arena." Comodes held the golden eagle in his mouth, gently bit it, and bit symmetrical marks on Zeus's face and the eagle's head.

Su Ye smiled slightly when they saw their golden smiles of joy.

Then, continue to enter the house to do homework.

When a new day arrives, Su Ye deliberately put on a set of white robe.

In the yard, the neatly dressed Spartans were chatting and laughing.

However, there are tensions and expectations in many people's eyes.

Even Commodes and Castor are somewhat unnatural.

"What is the process of awarding honors?" Su Ye asked.

"Theoretically, it is from bottom to top. First, each city-state is awarded the ranks of soldiers and captains. Then, on the high platform set up outside the city, the corps and generals are awarded. Now that it is. You are out, let's go to the gathering place of the Spartans to see the award ceremony." Castor was a little excited.

"Go!"

Everyone walked out excitedly.

The bright red cloak and the eye-catching red fur on the helmet made everyone recognize them as Spartans.

A team of teams from each city-state moved in different directions, and everyone’s face was filled with joy.

Similar words such as military merit, golden eagle, award of honor, etc. continue to reverberate in the ears.

Su Ye smiled and watched this scene.

In fact, most people's desires are very simple. If you get what you deserve, you will be satisfied and you can do things wholeheartedly.

Even, even a little loss, although angry and unhappy, it can be tolerated.

However, there are always nobles who devour the blood and sweat of others for their own benefit, and even want to deprive others of everything. This has caused the opposition and chaos between the two sides.

The greed and shortsightedness of the upper echelons are the first cause of conflict and opposition.

Looking at those smiles and those pleasing faces even though they were all hurt, Su Ye suddenly understood why General Mitaiyade would rather offend the nobles than fight for the supreme command of the coalition forces.

Because, Mitayad has seen too many dead bodies after the failure.

I have also seen too many angry distorted faces after victory.

He wants to see more, smile.

The smile at this moment.

Su Ye took a deep breath, slowly released the touch in his heart, and suddenly understood a lot.

Miteyard first bears the blame for the defeat before he can be praised by the soldiers.

Miteyard first bears the anger of the nobles before seeing the smiles of the soldiers.

Miteyard, first bear the hopes of the Greeks, can win victory, become a legend, and become a general.

Su Ye smiled happily.

I have carried the hope of the teachers and students of Plato College, the hope of Zacrei, the hope of abandoned Spartan infants and refugees, and the hope of soldiers in the Marathon campaign, but it is not enough.

These are not enough to be promoted to the legend, let alone above the legend.

I, carry more and gain more.

Su Ye clenched his fists, smiled, and stepped forward.

Soon, everyone walked to a spacious place, where almost everyone was wearing Spartan's unique red cloak.

Everyone talked excitedly, waited excitedly, and looked forward excitedly.

Even the appearance of Su Ye, the first champion, and the gladiator king, Commodes, did not arouse much attention.

At this time, everyone has the same identity.

A man of merit.

Not long after, the Spartan military general showed up with a tie, and first gave a passionate speech wearing a magic beard, which stimulated the Spartans and shouted.

"Sparta!"

"Sparta!"

Soon, shouts came from all over the fortress.

"Athens!"

"Athens!"

……

"Tbye!"

"Tbye!"

……

"Macedonia!"

"Mycenae!"

……

These city-states in Greece, which are deeply feuded, are not angry at this moment because they heard the voices of the enemy city-states.

Everyone's face is full of heartfelt smiles.

The victory of the marathon is definitely not the victory of anyone or any small group, but the victory of all the Greeks, the credit of all the Greeks.

It is also the glory of all Greeks.

Then the Spartan generals began to award titles and honors.

First of all, the general remembered the names of the new soldier captains one after another. One Spartan soldier after another rushed forward, or with the help of his teammates, he stepped forward, smiling all over his face and picked up his bronze soldier captain logo. , Held it high, drew loud cheers.

Next, the Spartan captain, who announced his promotion to captain, was less crowded this time, but the cheers were more enthusiastic.

After that, there will be low-level awards. This time there are fewer people, but each award will inevitably lead to more intense cheers than before.

Military ranks are just positions, but honors are more of honor.

Su Ye keenly discovered that the same cheers everywhere, but the voices slowly decreased, but Spartan's voice not only did not decrease, but reached a peak when it was awarded.

Even Athens can’t compare to Sparta, which has fewer people.

Su Ye sighed.

With so many city-states, only the award of Sparta can maintain basic justice and fairness.

The voice of the soldiers is the signal sent by soldiers and civilians to the nobles. Any keen nobles and generals should be aware of this signal and make changes.

Unfortunately, their greed and shortsightedness, their arrogance and ignorance ignored this signal.

Every signal is a piece of snowflakes, which will eventually snowball slowly.

In the eyes of ignorant nobles, there are just more snowflakes.

In the eyes of enlightened nobles, it is just a very small snowball.

In the eyes of a wise man, it may be the water that nourishes the earth, or it may be an avalanche in the future.

Su Ye looked at all this with a smile on his face.

"For Euclid's funding, add one hundred thousand golden eagles..."

Wearing the honor ceremony in the morning and having lunch, Su Ye and the Spartan team walked out of the city early.

The hot afternoon wind blows across the marathon plain.

The jagged grassland seems to have been gnawed by cows.

I don't know whether it is the green grass covering up the traces of the war, or the traces of the war surrounding the green grass.

Under the city walls, magicians set up high platforms, and warriors from various city-states gathered around ~IndoMTL.com~ to discuss wars, military merits, medals, family, future and hope excitedly.

Su Ye turned his head and looked at the Persian camp.

The Persian generals, nobles, ace army, and high-ranking fighters have left, and the remaining ordinary soldiers and temporarily conscripted light infantry are all looking here.

The eyes of each of them are so dim, but they are shining when they are connected together.

Like a sea wave shining by the sun, shimmering.

Not long after, under the leadership of General Miteaade, the Greek generals ascended to the high platform.

The cheers were deafening.

"Greece!"

"Greece!"

"Greece..."

　　

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