spartan ancestor

The sun shines through the window sill and falls on Hyacinthus's face.

The private hall was perfectly quiet, and even the birds on the eaves were surprisingly peaceful. It was hard not to give people the illusion that the whole world was expecting them to kiss.

Hyacinthus approached Aka lightly and slowly, his gaze became somewhat ambiguously hot, and slid all the way down Aka's plump forehead and high bridge of nose, and landed on the cold-looking thin lips .

Shallow breaths interweave in the gradually shortening distance, a certain person obviously raised his hands in a gesture of resistance, and when those hands that could break the iron chains touched the approaching chest of Hyacinthus, they lost their due strength. Might, with a kind of indulgence similar to encouragement, let Yacinthos get closer.

"I just remembered that since I'm going to Colin... oh." The uninvited guest interrupted the deception that was about to succeed.

Old Tiedale stared blankly at the two people who were close to him, and then continued calmly as if he hadn't seen it: "Since we are going to Corinth, we don't waste time here, just send the news that you are going to attend the meeting with flying pigeons." Give it to the Temple of Delphi, so when you arrive, it will be just enough for the oracle of Delphi to deliver the oracle."

After the old Tiedalie finished speaking, he calmly nodded at the two: "Go ahead."

Hyacinthus: "..."

He was thick-skinned enough, he really raised his head and asked Aka politely: "Shall we continue?"

"..." Aka answered the question with his back.

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With the full support of the old Tidallie, the next day the Citizens' Assembly passed the proposal of Hyacinthus to go to Corinth without any hindrance.

The only one who may object to this is His Majesty Una: "There has never been such a precedent. The king of Sparta will not go out at the same time. And no matter whether it is Hyacinths or Oss, no one has an heir. If they go out What about an accident?"

"Sparta has no precedent for the same family occupying two thrones." Old Tiedale answered one by one without changing his expression. "If something happens, don't you still have you? Yashin and His Majesty Oss are both excellent, you see He seems to be a good father. If there is an accident and you need to keep an heir..."

Old Tiedale pointedly glanced below His Majesty Una's abdomen.

His Majesty Una: "..."

How could the flames of war still burn back on him?

...how unfilial!

If you are not filial, you are not filial, Yacintos cares more about the interrupted kiss.Unfortunately, he never found a good opportunity to continue, so he had to go on the road.

Going to a foreign country, naturally a large number of troops escorted them.Even though Sparta left most of its troops in order to guard against its evil neighbor Argos, after the New Deal, a large number of young people flooded into the barracks, and Sparta did not have the problem of a shortage of troops.

When approaching Corinth, out of courtesy, Jacinto sent a messenger to arrive in Corinth first to inform him of the arrival of his troops, and politely asked the soldiers where it would be more convenient to station outside the country.

Hyacinthus thought this way: Now the leaders of all the city-states are gathered in Corinth, and the outside of Corinth must be crowded with armies from various city-states. Even if he wants to bring the soldiers and the army brought by his brother together at this time, he must The army passing through many city-states inevitably caused another riot.

And the Corinthian consul who received the messenger thought so: I will go!His Majesty Hyacinthus came back unscathed?

Great man!I admire you, after having an affair with His Highness the Goddess of Beauty, you are still so calm as if nothing happened...

Wait, this time His Majesty Yacinthus entered Corinth, will he be taken away by His Highness the Goddess of Beauty?

"Hiss..." The Consul of Corinth sucked in a breath like a toothache, wiped his face with his slightly fat hands, rubbed his hands at the messenger and smiled, "Wait a moment, I will go to greet you in person. By the way, I don't know How many people did His Royal Highness Jacintos bring? Can you draw out fifty... a hundred or so to follow the city?"

The lessons from the last time are still vivid in his memory, and the Corinthian Consul does not want to take the responsibility of losing the king.What if the Spartan soldiers are too angry to do it this time?How innocent he is!

The consul was thinking about it, thinking that letting some soldiers into the city would be equivalent to throwing the task of guarding to the Spartans themselves. If anything happened, he would be able to completely ignore the responsibility.

"??" During the meeting, other city-state leaders turned their heads in shock, "What did you say?!"

One of the hook-nosed men standing at the table snapped: "What do you mean by Corinth? When we entered the border from Athens, we politely obeyed your request and only brought a team of 20 people into Corinth. Now you But allow Sparta to bring hundreds of people into the city?! Do you want to join forces with the Spartans and hold us hostage?! Your Majesty Oss! Please give an explanation!"

"??" Oss was also puzzled by Monk Zhang Er over there, but he still sneered back at the first moment, "Hundreds of Spartan soldiers are needed to hold you hostage?"

In this kind of meeting, Lu Qi just lost. Maybe the Athenian general took advantage of this opportunity and wanted to incite other city-states to fall to Athens and take the opportunity to seize the command.

The twenty Spartan soldiers standing behind Oss immediately clenched their spears and stared around with fierce eyes, forcing the Athenian soldiers and Phocis soldiers standing next to them to move in awe.

The hook-nosed general of Athens was so angry at the unsatisfactory reaction of Oss and his soldiers, his face turned blue and blue, but the consul of Phocis immediately understood the difficulties of the Corinthian consul, and stood up as a peacemaker: "Then How can His Majesty be compared with ordinary people? I believe that His Excellency the Consul of Corinth just said this out of concern for the friends of the gods. I heard that His Majesty also invited that His Majesty to be a guest some time ago, right?"

The Corinthian Consul wiped his sweat: "Yes..."

"Heh!" General Hooked Nose's sneer interrupted the happy atmosphere, "Then why don't you just invite the 'friends of the gods' to talk to the gods, and let the gods take action to settle Persia?"

These words really went too far. The elegant man sitting in front of the hooked-nosed general suddenly slapped the table: "Dicia! How dare you say such a thing? Let the gods do things for you? Where is your awe?"

"..." The hooked-nosed general finally shut up, but his haughty eyes swept over every consul in the room, as if he was asking contemptuously, are you really going to give up and let Sparta ride on everyone?

Friends of the gods, how many people who can sit on the position of consul serve the gods wholeheartedly and sincerely fear them?It's just using the gods to satisfy their own claims.These people are very good at judging the situation.

"That's enough," Oss frowned in boredom, rather than tangling with the hooked-nosed general, he wanted to ask why his younger brother came to Corinth, "I'll pick them up, Sparta won't bring more soldiers into Corinth. "

He paused and said coldly: "No need."

After finishing speaking, Oss got up and strode out the door. The consul of Phokis didn't even look at the face of General Hooked Nose, and immediately followed Oss and said, "I'll go to greet you too. Jacinto His Majesty Si helped clean the temple, and the Temple of Love has been returned, but Phocis has not returned it yet."

"I'll go too, I'll go too," the consul of Corinth hurriedly followed, "By the way, arrange for the soldiers to be stationed."

In the blink of an eye, the host of the council and one of the most powerful participants disappeared without a trace, and Phocis, the special existence that all the city-states wanted to please, also ran away together.

As soon as the three parties left the table, the remaining consuls looked at each other and fidgeted for a moment. The leaders of the city-states who had been attracted by Oss and turned towards Sparta also stood up one after another, muttering to follow and sneak out of the meeting hall, and the rest sat down. It was even more embarrassing at a half-empty table.

"Your Excellency Nick." The hooked-nosed general's eyes flicked across the remaining leaders, and he was calculating in his mind. He bent down and was about to say something to their current leader in Athens, when he saw Nick also stand up.

The consul, who was a little thin, looked elegant and thin, and walked out: "Everyone is going to greet him, we don't get along well if we don't leave, let's go and have a look."

General Disia almost fell on his back in anger: Those people left because they were all from the Spartan camp!You follow as the leader of the Athens camp, what a gang! ?

But it's not good to drag him back and sit down now, General Disia can only follow behind Nick with a livid face.

When he walked out of the gate, he heard the sound of chairs moving behind him, and without turning his head, he could imagine that the leaders of the city-states he had worked so hard to pull into the Athens camp also followed.

Disia vomited blood in his heart, and scolded Nico fiercely for his lack of brains. This made the leaders of the entire Greek city-state go to meet the king of Sparta. What does it look like? ?

Disia was angry behind Niko, and Jacintos was taken aback when he saw such a big battle: "Why, I'm late?" He got off his horse, touched the mask on his face, and glanced around. The leaders of the city-states who were dispatched approached their elder brother, "The meeting is over? Everyone decided to fight Persia together?"

Oss looked back, and didn't expect the entire meeting to come out, so he said mockingly: "No. They just decided to welcome you together."

Hyacinthus nodded knowingly: "So you are still planning to spend the winter in Corinth."

"Ahem." Some leaders coughed in embarrassment when they were squeezed out by the brothers, and some voiced in dissatisfaction:

"It's not that you, Sparta, have always wanted to fight for the leadership. It is well known that the Spartans are not good at sea! Let Sparta be the leader of the alliance, wouldn't it just wait for failure? Athens has been developing its fleet over the years, and its sea power Strong, Athens should lead the army!"

"Ha! Battles are not just fought at sea. The strength of the Athenian army on land is enough? If I want to go to the battlefield and entrust my life to whom, of course I will choose Sparta!"

"Oh, forget it, who knows if a certain Spartan king will be invited away by the gods in the middle of the battle?"

These words were quite bitter, Yacintos heard the prestige and looked towards the welcoming troops, and landed on a hook-nosed man dressed as a general: "May I ask who is this general who is very concerned about my safety?"

"Who cares about your safety?" Disia was also very angry, and insisted on saying clearly, "I'm talking about what should the soldiers do if the gods really take you away during the war?"

Yacintos shrugged: "My elder brother is in charge of leading the army. Whether the gods take me or not has nothing to do with the battlefield. So you are so worried, aren't you worried about my personal safety?"

"You!" Disia was choking and clenched her fists tightly. She seemed to want to raise her hand and hit her head. She stared at Jacintos fiercely, showing a bit of jealousy.

There was a reason for his jealousy. Long before the arrival of all the city-state leaders, he urged Nico to come to Corinth in advance, trying to put the city-state into the camp of Athens.

Corinth's economy may not be the most prosperous in Greece, but there is the Temple of Beauty here.

Information from all over the world gathers here, and rich and powerful men confide their most intimate information to courtesans, and some can even influence the situation of the battle.

But no matter how hard he tried and how many bribes he gave, the consuls of Corinth were indifferent, and the priests of the Temple of Beauty also behaved extraordinarily noble, as if they were not doing any skin business here.

The gray pigeon that fell from the sky broke the tense atmosphere. Nico raised his arm to let the carrier pigeon fall, and took off the letter: "... Well, it's a reply from the people we sent from Athens to the Temple of Delphi."

Even though he really wanted to finish reading the letter quickly, Nico still looked up and apologized to Hyacinthus first: "In the face of the enemy, the hearts of the Athenians and the demands of the Spartans are the same. Dicia has always been like this She has a violent temper and rarely treats me well, so please bear with me, Your Majesty."

After he finished speaking, he belatedly said: "Oh, I almost forgot to introduce myself. I am the current consul of Athens, Nico."

Nick, victory?

Hyacinthos raised his eyebrows, glanced at Dicia's face, and felt that the name, which means "victory", should be given to the Athenian general.

This is rare, he didn't see ambition in the eyes of a consul, but Disia, who was standing behind Nico in the posture of a guardian, almost had ambition written on his face.

In particular, this leader leads Athens, one of the two strongest city-states in Greece.

"Stop greeting, tell us what the oracle said?" the other leaders urged, "We sent people to the temple to ask many times, but the oracle never responded."

Nick looked down at the letter again amidst many urging voices: "Well... the oracle said, 'Weak branches must be twisted together to fight against the swung machete; losers must give all they have to turn the tide .Send your prayers to the wind, and the wolf will die in the waves.'”

The leaders discussed:

"The oracle's message is very clear, we want to unite, and we must be unreserved."

"What do you mean by sending your prayers into the wind? Hey, we are asking us to sacrifice to the god of wind. Will the god help us sink those Persian fleets at sea?"

"Okay, so who's going to be in charge of the military?"

"..." Yacintos keenly captured a key word, and couldn't help but look up at the leaders who were talking about it.

Fengshen?

...To be honest, given the conflict between him and the West Wind God, he didn't think any Wind God would help him.Unless the oracle meant his devotion, which Apollo certainly wouldn't let the oracle say.

That is which wind god Apollo might have persuaded to help?

Hyacinthus shook his head, feeling that this matter was unreliable.

All the Fengshen are siblings from the same mother. Even if Apollo took the initiative to give instructions, he would not entrust the key to the battle situation to the hands of his brothers.

Hyacinthus thought about it and said, "The oracle doesn't necessarily mean this, does it? Didn't it say that we should give up everything? Then the navy that should be produced is still available, but Fengshen may help us."

Nico read a few paragraphs further: "No, the priests of the temple just explained that if a temple is built by the sea to worship Boreas, the god of the north wind, the gods will help to hinder the fleet at sea."

Jacintos reacted quickly: "Which fleet should we block?"

"Oh, His Majesty Hyacinthus." The leader of Phokis shook his head with a smile, patted Hyacinthus on the shoulder, and comforted him with a clear expression, "Why do gods help foreigners instead of us?"

The leader of Phocis gave Hyacinth an "I understand you" look.

What man hasn't dated a few "dangerous people"?Especially the higher the offside weight, the more you like the thrill of tightrope walking on the edge of danger.

He had also had a tryst with a queen of the northern city-state several times, and the pleasure he got from dealing with each other and conquering each other was extremely satisfying.But as superiors, they are always on guard against and vigilant against each other, so that they are still strangers in the end.

I think His Majesty the King who came to Sparta is the same as he was back then. He is nothing more than a high-ranking person who has turned his cold rationality and defense into a cost. Even though the gods are so fond of him, they even give in to being just friends. Still unwilling to deliver sincerity and trust.

The Phokis consul nodded appreciatively, feeling more and more that the young Spartan king was not simple.

Not everyone can be favored by the gods, and what is even more commendable is that they still maintain absolute reason in this favor.

With the young king as the head of Sparta, and the undefeated General Oss as the fist of Sparta, the strength of Sparta is certain.

"..." Hyacinthus looked at the winking Phokis Consul speechlessly, wanting to refute, but it was inconvenient to reveal the contradiction between himself and Zefeng God.

Seeing that the other leaders had already concluded that Fengshen would help and that sea battles do not require much effort, and began to discuss how much troops their city-state could send out at most, Hyacinthus turned around speechlessly, and asked Aka in a low voice: "Can you now Send a message? Help me send a letter to inform Hein's pirate group and the Spartan fleet that can go out, and let them-"

Hyacinthus originally wanted to say that he should rush to the port of Achaia as soon as possible, but his words paused slightly when he thought about the memory of the "Fiery Gate" that he had recalled before.

The Gate of Heat, or Thermopylae.

This is a place across the sea from the island of Euboea, but far away from Achaia.

If the fleet docked at the port of Achaia wanted to sail to Thermopylae and face the Persian fleet, it had to go around the entire Peloponnese, and it had to go around Athens, which was equivalent to circling most of Greece.

Yacintos changed his words: "The fleet that Sparta can come is divided into two parts, one group is rushed to the port of Achaia, and the other group is rushed to the island of Euboia to join Hein."

Meanwhile, on Mount Olympus.

Boreas, the god of the north wind, sat on the bench sullenly, surrounded by his other two wind god brothers.

Compared with Beifengshen, his two brothers were much happier. They toasted to each other and drank the wine in one gulp.

"Boreas, why are you frowning?" Dongfengshen touched his remaining conscience and cared for his brother, "Don't spoil everyone's interest, drink up!"

Boreas glared at Dongfengshen angrily: "Drink, drink, you will know how happy! Have you ever thought about Zephyrus?"

"Oh, I know he's chasing another new love," Dongfengshen said, resting his cheeks. "I know you can't understand his behavior, but who on Olympus isn't like this? Please, pretend he doesn't exist Just do it."

"No," Beifeng God worried, "Don't you think it's strange? Zephyrus hasn't heard anything about it until now. This Apollo, Hades, Aphrodite...all of them are the same as the one Zephyros wants to pursue. There is a story of a new lover, but Zephyrus has no news."

"Hiss..." Nan Fengshen also raised his cheeks, "I remember the latest rumors, it seems that she has become the queen of the underworld? Maybe she was punished by Hades when she committed a sexual offense. I didn't look at that How much does His Majesty dote on that Hyacinth? When did you see Hades make an exception repeatedly, take the initiative to arrest a living person and send him to Hades, and then willingly release him..."

"That's what I'm struggling with," Boreas said, breaking his fingers hesitantly. "To tell you the truth, Apollo came to me some time ago and said he wanted me to destroy the incoming Persian fleet. I'm a little unsure whether to Help, that’s a lot of lives! And, no matter what, Zephyrus is still our brother. Before Apollo almost beat Zephyrus to death, I also helped Apollo..."

Dong Fengshen shrugged: "Then you just don't make a move. Let the human beings solve their own wars. As long as you don't do evil, it's fine?"

Under the appeasement of his brothers, Boreas gradually smiled again, nodded and joined the banquet.

On this side, the Fengshen brothers drank to their heart's content, and on the other side, in the Persian army garrison in northern Macedonia.

The Persian army has marched straight in and trampled the kingdom under its feet. Macedonia can see the wandering Persian army looting property and oppressing the people, turning this once proud country into a hell on earth.

General Shali and his adjutants pointed around the military map: "Our fleet is already on its way, where should we let them land? If we can reach Magnesia..."

On the side of the tent, there was a thin figure sitting alone by the candlelight, holding a small crossbow arrow in his hand.

Hearing General Shali's conversation, he paused slightly while stroking the crossbow and arrow, and slowly raised his green eyes.

General Shali had just finished expressing his opinion, and he raised his head eagerly, just in time to meet the eyes of the military adviser: "—Oh! See what I forgot? After analyzing so much, it's actually more useful to ask the locals. "

He stood up and walked around to the military adviser: "Neiliu, my most respected military adviser. You used to be the prince of Sparta. You should know the terrain of Greece and the plans of the allied forces best. Help me! Nirvana Lyu, just like your inventions helped His Majesty win so many lands."