spartan ancestor

"..." Chaos snorted lightly, obviously not accepting Jacintos's remedy.

But fortunately, neither Hyacinthus nor Chaos has a character that would delay the business. The two rushed to the front without stopping, and heard the Arcadia soldiers yelling: "Shameless Argos!" People! Send our soldiers of Arcadia to lead the battle for you, and hide behind your shields, and wait to enjoy the rewards. Put your shields down if you can!"

This is not trash talk, but a very real reality.

The Argos army originally let the Acadians fight in the front line. According to the normal formation method, the Acadians of course arranged for the shield soldiers to charge towards the city wall in the front row, and the long-range archers and the like squatted in the queue. back row.

So is Argos.

As a result, as soon as Arcadia's army turned its attack direction, the archers in the back row became the front row, facing Argos' shield soldiers, arrows against shields, how could it be possible?

Arcadia's archers were in a state of chaos, and had no choice but to retreat step by step in front of the advancing shields: "Damn, where are our shield soldiers?! Will the army have time to turn around?!"

They yelled like this, but everyone knew that it was not so easy for such a large-scale army to completely turn around, not to mention that Argos' shield soldiers pressed hard at every step, and they did not give them time to adjust their formation.

Seeing their companions in the same row being penetrated by the spears pierced by the Argos soldiers under the cover of the square shield, the morale of the archers that had just been boosted suddenly declined steadily, and the formation that was still struggling to maintain began to collapse.

Hyacinthus only glanced at the situation and saw the situation clearly. At the same time, the Spartan female soldiers also sprinted to catch up: "Your Majesty!"

Hyacinthus smiled lightly: "Soldiers, would you like to test whether the heavy hammer in your hands is stronger, or Argos' shield is stronger?"

He made a short and neat gesture, and the female soldiers forming the phalanx immediately dispersed and reorganized into a snake formation, facing Argos' shield troops in a straight line.

Without a shield, they use attack as defense.

The female soldiers teamed up in twos, one of them was responsible for breaking the spear stabbed by the shield soldier with the horizontal hammer, and the other followed the order, suddenly raised the heavy hammer, his muscles tensed, and then swung it down heavily.

"when--"

The sound of all the heavy hammers hitting the shield almost overlapped, like Yin Lei seemed to be able to shake the earth, making the ears of the people in the city wall behind feel buzzing.

A few troubadours who were not afraid of death shouted "Dedicated to Art", struggling to climb to a high place to look out, and saw the battle between the enemy and us from a distance. Draw the line.

Argos' originally impregnable black iron shield was defeated. Immediately afterwards, the line of fire blazed and swept towards Argos' army in a Λ shape.

"Look...the one at the front, isn't there a Λ pattern embroidered on the cloak behind it?" The troubadour holding the Roman column murmured, "So bright..."

"It's Hyacinthus! It's His Majesty Hyacinthus! Among so many Spartans, only the Λ pattern on the back of his cloak can be separated so far and so clearly. I have seen it in the Temple of Beauty in Corinth! "

Where the troubadours gazed, Hyacinthus tensed his arm muscles slightly, and as soon as he reined in the reins, the black horse under him jumped up, trampled heavily on the fallen square shield in front of him, and charged straight at the infantry.

Hyacinthus stepped on the stirrup with his long straight and powerful legs, grabbed the rein with his left hand, exerted force in his waist, and fell to the side, clinging to the right side of the horse in an extremely inclined posture almost touching the ground, with his right hand crossing the knife , cut off the ankles of the three infantrymen neatly, then let go of the reins and stirrups, and with a knife, pierced the chest of one of the fallen unlucky ones and nailed them to the ground. He drew out the dagger at his waist, spit out silver light, and claimed the lives of the other two infantrymen.

"Ares..." The troubadour on the Roman column shook his heart, completely forgot about the gorgeous rhetoric, and spoke incoherently, "I have been staying in Elis, thinking that I can write hymns for the champions of the Olympic Games. Rong, but look at this!"

This is another powerful enough to make people's blood boil.

Even the troubadour, who has never been violent and has conflicts with others, can hardly restrain the urge to follow behind that invincible figure, want to take up weapons and throw them into the battlefield without thinking of any consequences , leaving the threat of death or disability behind.

The troubadour almost fidgeted when he saw it, and praised him in his usual exaggerated tone: "Praise His Majesty Jacintos! Sparta really should be the leader of the friendship alliance. How fearless and merciful His Majesty Jacintos is! Not to mention the Acadian Acropolis, but he also took the initiative to lead the army to rush in front of the Arcadia army. He must not want the Arcadia archers to make unnecessary sacrifices! Looking at the entire alliance, there is such a character , How many city-states can take the initiative to push forward in battle and not retreat? That is just Sparta!"

The troubadour wished he could empty out all the praises in his heart, such as nobility and virtue, and put them all on Hyacinthus.

But in fact, Yacintos rushed forward to avoid unnecessary sacrifices, but there is also a small part of the reason, which is to hope that his performance in killing the enemy will be a little brighter. Everyone can pay more attention to his ability. You just know how to arrange those lace news.

Today is different from the past, there is a big vinegar vat in his house, and there is a lot of old vinegar that has not been settled yet, but he can't bear to add oil and vinegar.

On the battlefield, a strong and crazy general can often drive the momentum of the entire army.

The Arcadia archers, who had almost lost their will to fight, had completely forgotten their previous retreat. All of them stood behind the Spartan female soldiers with bare eyes, and the scimitars they drew were stained with the blood of the enemy.

When the shield troops at the back of the team finally came to the front, the archers were almost unwilling to retreat: "What's the matter with you shield soldiers now, I have a scimitar! I can charge ahead!"

Shield soldier: "????" Fuck you, why is it that the shield soldier hasn't come yet, and why is it that the move is so slow? ?

But looking at an indomitable and invincible figure in front of them, they can especially empathize with the feelings of the archers.

On the battlefield, there is no soldier who does not desire to follow such a general.

And among the ranks of the Spartan army, they can feel the kind of toughness that seems to make way for them-this is a kind of extraordinarily hearty and hearty adrenaline rush that can make people's adrenaline soar. Happy, can make people fascinated.

The soldiers of Argos retreated steadily under this kind of offensive, and the uncleanness in their mouths when they saw the Spartan female soldiers earlier was gone, and some of them just shouted without fighting spirit:

"Retreat! Retreat! Why don't you retreat after everything is like this?!"

"Damn you forgot?! Sparta has helped Arcadia take back the royal court. Now we want to withdraw to Argos. We must either go through Arcadia or Corinth. Either way is a dead end."

"Then... Could it be that I'm going to die here? No, no! I want to surrender! I surrender!"

Fighting spirit can be contagious, as is cowardice.

The Argos attack itself has no legitimate reason to support the soldiers to fight bloody battles. Once someone opens the mouth to surrender, they can no longer stop it.

After Yacintos fought, almost no Argos soldiers dared to stand in front of him, so that in the later stage, it was obvious that the closer he walked to the core position guarding the general and the leader, the fewer obstacles blocked him. The soldiers of Goss moved out of the way before him as Moses divided the sea, and reached the camp where General Argos and the consul were hiding.

These two shrunken leaders were picked out by the soldiers long ago, together with the remnants of the Athenian nobles who instigated them.

They were knelt on the ground by the rebellious Argos soldiers and cursed in extreme embarrassment. Hyacinths only clicked his lips after listening for a while, and glanced at the hands of the two big men who were held behind their backs. Well-maintained without any calluses: "No wonder you lost so quickly...Nike?"

Nico had just led his army to deal with the remaining mess on the battlefield. At this time, he looked at the group of Athenian nobles with complicated eyes, and sighed after a while: "I should not decide their punishment. Leave it to the consul of Elis." Judgment."

"Bah!" The remnants of Athens spat at Nick, "Don't think you've won. We'll be the ones to back you up if you die! The Persian mission in the Acropolis was bought by us long ago, and they poisoned the water source in Elis. Soon death and plague will spread in Elis City!"

When he said this, he seemed to feel a little pleasure: "How much water have you drank these days? This poison was given to us by Zeus, the great king of the gods, and no doctor can cure it!"

Nick was shocked and angry: "You!"

Jacintos also jumped in his heart.But before he became nervous, he realized another thing. He raised his hand to stroke his chest, circulated his divine power, and looked at Chaos: "I don't think I'm poisoned?"

"..." Chaos glanced at him without saying a word, which meant tacit approval.

Hyacinthus tilted his head slightly and pondered for a moment, then looked at the remnants of Athens: "Are you sure that what Zeus gave you was poison? Or did the Persian mission really drug you?"

"Of course! How could the king of gods deceive us? It's just that the poison may have a slower onset!" The nobleman in Athens was extremely confident, "How could the Persian mission miss such a good opportunity—uh!"

Nico punched the nobles in Athens in the face, and gritted his teeth: "You keep saying that everything is for Athens, look at what you have done!"

The nobleman in Athens spat blood and said, "If you had woken up earlier and joined hands with us, you could have taken the opportunity to disrupt the situation in the whole of Greece, and take the opportunity to make Athens reach the top!"

"And then be wiped out by Rome?" Nico couldn't understand what these pigs were thinking, maybe they were born to enjoy a luxurious life and corrupted the heads of these idiots, "You know that Rome and Persia are eyeing us. Not long ago, Persia You just invaded Macedonia and wanted to occupy Greece, but you teamed up with the Persian mission? Disia was instigated by Poseidon and ended up with incomplete bones, and you guys went to Zeus again?"

Hyacinthus watched it for a while, and felt that this was already an internal dispute in Athens, which had nothing to do with him, so he signaled the Spartan soldiers to join the Elis army to help clean up the battlefield, and he walked into the city with Chaos: " Really not poisoned? That's strange. If these things are true, they gave the Persian mission poison, and the Persians didn't poison it?"

Nick was right. Not long ago, Persia had just finished its war of aggression, and immediately afterward sent aggressive letters of provocation, insisting on participating in the Olympics.No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like you will seize the opportunity but don't do it.

"Go to the Persian garrison?" Jacintos raised his eyebrows, "Or do you want to hear the group of idiots scolding Zeus why he didn't come to save them?"

In fact, he really wanted to go over and tease these angry enemies, telling them not to worry.

Just because Zeus doesn't come now doesn't mean he won't come in the future. After they go to the execution ground and get down to the underworld, they will be able to reunite with the great former god king in hell.

But if this is said, the next day 100% will start to spread that he is having an affair with Hades, and it may be created that "Zeus must be coveting His Majesty Yassin, Hades fought for love and sent Zeus to hell" Such absurd stories as Hyacinthus did not want to add stock to the big vinegar jar at home.

Hyacintos kept his mind on the small things, and never said anything about the scandal that he heard not long in advance, hoping that Chaos would forget it.

"Go to the Persian garrison." Chaos looked at Jacintos with a calm expression, but stretched out his hand, pinching the back of Jacintos's neck with irresistible force, and poked the hidden man far away. When I came back, my eyes were full of "see how you change the subject", "go early and come back early."

His tone was very plain, but the meaning was not plain. The skin on the back of Jacintos' neck tightened, and he pretended to smile naturally as he was dying: "What's the hurry?"

Chaos snorted and rubbed the back of Jacintos' neck with callused fingers, as if he was weighing where to start killing this prey, how long to kill, and how hard he should go: "I'm not in a hurry. But Weren't you always in a hurry before?"

Recalling how flirtatious Yacintos he used to be: "..."