spies.

He shivered, as if he smelled something.

It smelled very much like rust, with a shocking dark red, followed by dead ash that sent chills down the spine.

Surps looked at the torch in his hand and narrowed his eyes.

The brightness of the torch is much dimmer than before. It is not an illusion. Today, in order to maintain the same brightness as before, the torch is much more.

"I don't know what's going on, it's probably a problem with the oil." The Spartan logistics warrior said while scratching his head.

Thurps glanced at him, nodded to him, and didn't say much.

He knew what the Spartan warriors did not know.

The power of light is weakening.

Following Artemis, the goddess of the moon, her brother was also unfortunately recruited.

So before the end of the world—or the arrival of the dark age, there will always be some signs, but these small signs are difficult to detect, and when they become obvious, it will be too late.

What should I do when Apollo is also completely asleep.

Thurps frowned.

There is no light, no sun.

Coldness and darkness will creep up from Hades, taking over the entire world.

Surps rubbed the torch in his hand, seemingly thinking about something, and the return of several spies sent out during the day broke the somewhat deserted atmosphere in the camp.

Surpus listened to the spies' report, and glanced at the leader of the Megara warriors who had betrayed his city-state while sitting on the side eating dry food.

The layout of the city is no different from what he said, and even the number of warriors has decreased.

The strength of the vanguard alone was enough to take down Megara, and neither Athens nor Salamis ruled out reinforcements to help Megara.

This is not normal.

Unless Athens got some wind - for example, Crete didn't cover up much.

Thurps couldn't sit still thinking about it, he took a deep breath and narrowed his eyes.

"Break out the camp and attack the city!"

Chapter 82

Thurps' decision was so sudden that everyone was a little surprised.

These people also included the pioneers of Sparta, who were a little stunned when they heard the order from their king.

It's not that I can't believe it, it's just that this style doesn't match Thurps' style over the years.

Only the vanguard took the city directly, which has been a rare thing in the past few years. Their majesty's style is quite inconsistent with the stability of the Spartan style.

So after getting used to that pace, it was a bit overwhelming to suddenly get such an order.

But even though there were many doubts in their hearts, the Spartan warriors did not stop their actions. After they received this order, they swiftly extinguished the bonfire that had just burned in the middle of the night, knocked down the simple building and used it as a residence tent.

After the Spartan warriors finished all this quietly, they lined up neatly in front of their king.

Thurps knew that his decision was a bit abnormal in the hearts of the soldiers. After all, the vanguard was only a small part of the army. Although the combat effectiveness was extremely strong, it was powerless.

This is a team that is only suitable for charging.

In Thurps' eyes, Sparta's vanguard was enough to take down immature warriors for defense, and it didn't get Athens to assist Megara.

Although a little impulsive, Thurps didn't have the slightest unease about this decision, and he didn't even hesitate.

He can't bet the lives of those warriors in Crete, nor can he joke about the trust Minos gave him. Surps can clearly know the combat power of Sparta, but Crete, who hasn't been back for so many years, can't make fun of it. Not very clear.

Thurps admitted that he was particularly agitated because of the involvement of Minos.

The young King of Sparta took a deep breath, his gaze fell on the bright city of Megara as if it were real through the layers of branches of the forest.

He squinted his eyes, waved the spear in his hand, and said in a bloody tone, "Kill!"

In the deep night, the warriors of Sparta swung out of the woods like ghosts and went straight to the city-state of Megara.

King Megara, who was awakened by his subordinates, came out of the bedroom and looked up at the dark night sky.

He knew what was waiting for him next. In fact, he seemed to have realized something in the past few days. At this moment, he was different from the usual cowardice and panic, but looked calmly at the almost unhindered and broken city. into the Spartan army.

The courtiers beside him sighed as they looked at the straight-backed King Megara.

Wang was finally able to understand his responsibilities and responsibilities, but the city was already destroyed.

King Megara stood in his palace, looked at the sky, turned his head and sighed to the priest of the temple beside him and asked, "Have I been rejected by the Sun God?"

The chief priest was stunned for a moment, and looked carefully at King Megara's expression, seeing that he did not show the same expression as before, so he pursed his lips, and said truthfully: "A long time ago, I could no longer I can feel the divine power of the Sun God."

King Megara sighed again, looking at the burning torch in front of him.

On the night when the city was broken, what impressed King Megara the most was the brazier and torches that were much darker than usual.

The Spartan army showed no mercy to those who resisted. They left those who chose to compromise and surrender as auxiliary personnel who finally cleaned up the battlefield, and then broke into the palace.

Surpus did not rush in with his warriors, but looked at the leader of the Megara warriors who was half-coerced by his side outside the palace-the leader's expression looked really ugly, especially When I saw the unbelievable expressions of some residents on the way here, I was so gloomy that I could drip water.

The warriors around Thurpus still looked down on this man who betrayed his city-state, especially when His Majesty's behavior seemed to embarrass the betrayed warrior leader, they looked down on him even more.

"When you betrayed, you should have the awareness to face this." A warrior suddenly said, "What's the use of showing such an expression now."

"I didn't betray you." The warrior leader retorted without hesitation, "If I didn't tell you the layout of the city, how many people would you kill and destroy if you broke in like this?"

The king was unable to protect the subjects of Megara, so they could only seek ways to save themselves.

Even if this method is not recognized by others, it is better than facing relatives and friends who have become devastated and covered in scars.

The leader didn't feel that he had made a big mistake—his idea was simple, what the king couldn't do, he would do it, he was a warrior of Megara, and his duty was not only to protect the king, but also to protect the king. The city-state and its people.

He regarded his hometown and the people of the city-state as much more important than the king and himself.

The Spartan warrior sneered: "You have betrayed your king."

"After the matter here is over, I can apologise with death." The warrior leader of Megara confronted the Spartan warrior without giving in. "When the people and the king run counter to each other, there is no need for the king to exist."

The Spartan warrior froze for a moment, turned his head to look at Surpus, and found that Surpus was squinting at the warrior leader of Megara, but there was no offense on his face.

A warrior who has been with His Majesty for a long time knows that this means that His Majesty agrees with your idea - not showing a mocking look proves that he thinks your idea is right.

His Majesty thinks this idea is right?

The warrior was startled, feeling that he knew something he shouldn't know.

Surpus glanced at the warrior who did not refute, and nodded to the warrior leader of Megara, "You are right."

The man was startled, and looked up at Thurpus with an incredulous expression on his face.

"The king exists for the people—but there are very few people who think so now." Sepps rarely smiled in front of outsiders, and he said in a relaxed tone, "They think more that the people exist for the king of."

The warrior leader of Megara did not expect that the king of Sparta, who has always been famous for his dictatorship and autocracy, would agree with his idea, and fell into shock and couldn't extricate himself.

"I think you are quite suitable to be a king." Thurps rubbed his chin as he said, and decided lightly on the next ruler of Megara, "But after you become a king, you can find your own way to gossip and target Let's deal with it."

Of course, before officially becoming the king, the young warrior leader needs to be brainwashed by Prometheus.

Bless Tosupus, the Father of Men could not have been more comfortable with these things over the years.

The next King Megara was stunned, and Thurpus left with the Spartan warriors, without urging him or saying anything, and walked past him directly.

The Spartan warriors who followed Surpus all shut their mouths tightly, and they all wished that they hadn't heard what they just said.

Thurps looked at them and sneered, "Why are you nervous, I'm telling the truth."

The warriors were even more afraid to speak.

Surpus shrugged without forcing, and walked directly into the square drawn by the Megara warriors to deal with important affairs.

The Spartan warriors who rushed into the palace have brought King Megara and his wife and children here.

According to the convention, men are usually killed. If a woman is beautiful, she can escape, or some teenagers also look

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