Chapter Twenty-Three: Shock

More than two dozen strong men rushed out from both sides, and pushed Clearcus and the four leaders to the ground, and immediately tied them with ropes. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

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

"Congratulations, Governor, your plan has succeeded!" Laughter rang out from inside the tent.

The candle was lit and the light was restored.

Clearcus saw that the three people in the center of the big tent, Tisaponis, Otajons, and Siste were laughing proudly, and his eyes were full of anger: "Tisaponis, you vile and shameless villain! You have deceived us with lies, slaughtered my soldiers, and disobeyed Ahula, the supreme god who confronted you at the time of the contract. Mazda's promise! You're not afraid of the wrath of the gods?! Aren't you afraid that your king will be reviled by all people?! Don't be afraid of disasters that befall your family?!! ……”

"Hehehe...... Tisa Finnis smiled, took a glass of wine from the squire, took a sip, walked in front of the mercenary leaders, and then said slowly: "Clearcus, let me tell you." Our king had returned to Persepolis the day after the death of Cyrus the Younger. Of course, he never gave any instructions to 'make peace with you', and I made it up to lie to you...... As for whether the gods will punish me, you don't have to worry about that, I don't think so! He said in an accentuated tone: "Mazda, you will reward me for seeing that I have captured and killed a group of barbarians who have invaded Persian territory and slaughtered the Persian people!" …… Oh, I'll tell you one more thing, I sent people to spread those rumors! ”

Seeing Clearcus' look of astonishment, he happily drank the wine from his glass.

Proxinus spat at him, and he shrewdly dodged away.

"Liar! Cowards ......" Proxinus scolded.

Instead of being angry, Tisafnis said proudly: "Liar?!" Lie?! No, no, no! I'd rather call it wisdom! Unlike you Greek barbarians, who only know how to fight bravely, we Persians prefer to use our brains to figure out how to win, with a smaller price in exchange for a bigger victory! Just as I made peace with you at the beginning, paralyzing you. Of course, I know that you will still be vigilant, but once you get used to this peaceful and stable state, you do not want to go back to the tension and hostility of the past, and you want to try to keep the peace. Therefore, I deliberately sent soldiers to clash with the mercenaries, insult me, and fight...... Then spread rumors, and you will not doubt me, but who will you suspect? ”

Tisafnis's gaze swept over the captured leaders, and said mockingly, "I guess, it's Menon, right?!" You see, I know all about the filthy things inside you! And I also know that you are a very responsible leader, and the more the conflict between the two armies, the more worried you will be, and you will take the initiative to negotiate with me! Look, not only did you take the initiative to come to the door, but you also gave me a big gift! ……”

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

"Spare your life, Lord Tisafnis! Please spare my life!! ......" Menon next to him struggled and begged, "Even if you let me be your slave, as long as you forgive me!" I'll go and convince those stupid mercenaries to surrender to you for you! I can conquer Asia Minor for you! I will do anything for you, please spare my life!! ……”

"Anything?" Tisa Finnis narrowed his eyes, as if interested: "You learn a few dog barks first." ”

"Woohoo! ......," Menon exclaimed.

"Look, these are the barbarian Greeks!" The Persians in the Great Horde were overjoyed.

"Menon, shut up! ...... "Clearcus, they scolded Menon in shame.

Menon turned a deaf ear, and simply fell to his knees, looking at Tisa Fonis flatteringly.

"Excellent! Very good!! ......" Tisa Finnis smiled, clapped his hands, and walked towards Meron.

Menon squatted on the ground with his hands upside down, sticking out his tongue and screaming more happily.

Tisafnis walked up to him, smiled mysteriously at him, and quickly drew his saber and slashed at Menon by the neck.

In the screams of the crowd, blood spurted wildly, and Menon's head as it rolled to the ground froze in disbelief.

"Idiot! You didn't know that you were desperately attacking me in front of Cyrus the Younger, and you took the initiative to lead troops to attack my mansion! Tisa Finnis had his left foot on Menon's skull, his face was splattered with blood, and he was as cold as a killing god.

The four leaders stared blankly at the headless corpses on the ground, and even Clearcus, who had always had a grudge against Menon, had a grief on his face, and a kind of sadness enveloped them.

"Prepare this human head, and immediately escort it to Persepolis along with these four criminals, so that His Majesty will judge him personally!" Tisa Finnis ordered.

When the four chieftains were taken out, Socrates lamented with regret: "If only I had listened to the young man on the way!" ……”

Clearcus was expressionless and didn't say a word.

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"My lord, Arirous asks to see you!"

"Let him in."

When Arilius entered the tent, he saw a shocking pool of blood on the ground, and as soon as he slowed his steps, he heard Tisaponis say, "It is Menon's blood." I chopped off his head with a sword! ”

"Lashnu is on top (the god of Persian mythology who judges good and evil), this is the punishment he deserves!" Arilius said hurriedly, looking at Tisaponis's playful smile, he hurriedly added: "Your Excellency, I have sent cavalry to kill all the Greeks wandering outside the barracks, according to your orders. ”

"Very well, I will report your merits to Your Majesty!" Tisaponis understood that he had to both deter and win over the forces of Cyrus the Younger, which were nearly 10,000 men, and that he would have to rely on these local Persian nobles when he returned to Asia Minor.

"Now that the main leaders of the Greek mercenaries have been taken down, the stupid Greeks are now in a state of panic and do not know what to do. You and Celestia go to the Greek barracks and find a way to get these Greeks to surrender......"

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Antonios wanted the soldiers to escort Davers to Menon Barracks, where no one would dare touch Davers.

Davers refused, and he complied with the soldier's request and went to the Clearchus barracks, which was also located in the far north, close to the Persians, so that he could get the news as soon as possible. He asked Shilos to summon Xenophon and told Antonios to return to Menon camp to get ready, and then he thought of something, pulled Matonis over and whispered to him, Matonis looked at him in amazement, and finally nodded.

Seeing Shilos and them leave, Davers suppressed the nervousness in his heart and walked towards the Clearcus barracks, where the soldiers escorting him couldn't help but ask, "Is Clearcus really in danger?" ”

Davers asked rhetorically, "Who is in charge of your barracks in Clearcus' absence?" ”

"Captain of the 1st Squadron, Timason."

"Then you'd better go and tell him and get him ready to defend." As Davers spoke, the guards of the barracks pointed ahead and shouted in dismay: "Look, Persian cavalry!!" ”

Davers and the soldiers collectively looked back, only to see countless Persian cavalry galloping back and forth a hundred meters in front of the barracks, stirring up sand and dust in the sky, and screaming from time to time in the dust and mist.

"It's ......," the soldiers looked nervously at Davers.

Although his speculation came true, Davers did not rejoice: war was finally coming! He felt the same nervousness in his heart.

"Quick! Get back to camp! He beckoned his entourage to quickly enter the camp and closed the camp gates.

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

The guards and Davers rushed forward and drove him back to camp.

"I ...... We were on our way to the market...... Persian cavalry ...... Suddenly rushing towards us...... Many of my brothers died...... Achilles...... Inform Achilles...... There is danger......" said the wounded soldier with a weak breath.