When the sun began to set in the west, the soldiers began to organize their equipment.
Put on the breastplate - this is made of layers of linen that are glued together. About five or six centimeters thick, it is hard and tough, but not too heavy. The hem goes to the thigh and is cut into wings for easy movement.
Put on the greaves to protect the calf. Tie a Greek saber around your waist—this is a curved sword, sixty-five centimeters long, single-edged, curved like a dog's hind legs.
The Corinthian helmet cannot be worn at this time, because the marching at night is hard to see, and this kind of helmet that only exposes the mouth and eyes will narrow the line of sight. Davos imitated others to attach the helmet to the two-meter-long stab gun.
The lance, the main weapon of the Greek heavy infantry. The barrel is made of ash, the leaf-shaped head is made of iron, and the end of the barrel is inlaid with copper tail nails.
Davos picked up the Buckler with his left hand. It is in the shape of a shallow bowl, the inside is made of wood, the outside is covered with copper as a whole, and the diameter is about 90 cm. The face of the Minotaur is painted on the shield. There is a belt on the inside for the left arm to be inserted to the elbow, so that the soldier can put the entire left forearm on the round shield, which not only saves effort, but also facilitates defense and shield strikes. Another small metal hook is inlaid on the inner and outer edge of the round shield, which can be hung on the shoulder for easy marching.
Holding a shield in the left and a gun in the right, Davos couldn't help laughing bitterly: he had changed from a modern man to an ancient western armored warrior. However, the cells of the entire body were cheering and boiling, making him realize that the muscle memory of this body was at work.
He tried to walk a few steps, feeling very comfortable. In addition to being nervous, he was also a little excited. Every man has a warrior dream in his heart! That is the inheritance of the ancestors in the blood since the age of Ru Mao drinking blood. Modern people in the era of peace can no longer feel the courage to fight face to face, and Davos in this era who has passed through has such an opportunity!
While Davos was still getting used to the outfit, Hiros reminded him, "You still have something to take."
Saw two javelins and a bunch of sausages on the ground. He smiled bitterly: This is really self-inflicted and can't live!
He put the sausage carefully over his chest, lest the grease get on the breastplate.
At this time, Squadron Captain Antonios came over and said to Hiros: "We have to go to the baggage camp and move with Mersis." After that, he nodded to Davos, obviously Davos's reputation had already spread to this man. In the ears of the squadron leader, he dared not ignore it.
"Who gave the order? Isn't Menon still with Arreus?" Hiros asked strangely. He is reluctant to act with the baggage battalion, and the danger is even greater if the action is slow.
"On the order of the adjutant Felixius, he temporarily acted as the commander of Menon. Last time the Persians stormed our camp, most of the slaves in the transport camp fled, and they are in short supply now, and Mersis named our team to help. "After that, he glanced at Davos again.
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"Davers, I didn't expect it! We meet again!" Mersis laughed, went straight through the officers and soldiers, and gave Davers a hug.
I knew it was this fat man who was playing tricks! Davers smiled helplessly.
"Everyone else leads the animals. Davers with me," he ordered.
This fat man is stern and ruthless when he doesn't know you well, but becomes overly enthusiastic when his relationship gets better. Isn't this helping yourself to create hatred? Davers quickly refused.
There were hundreds of livestock and dozens of ox carts loaded with goods in the barracks, as well as many slaves and women.
at the same time. The columns formed can be up to two miles long. This is just a military camp, and you can imagine how bloated the entire Greek mercenary is. Davos observed all this and meditated in his heart.
At this time, the long camp number in the dark night sounded above the noisy camp.
Time to go. Davos subconsciously tightened the rope, feeling a little nervous.
The team begins to advance. The baggage battalion was on the right, the troops were on the left, and the officers held torches aloft. Under the cool moonlight. The entire Greek army was like a long invisible dragon crawling slowly.
After walking for about an hour, I heard the sound of running water in front of me. Davos knew: The Euphrates was coming.
The river at night is dark, looking out, it seems to be infinitely wide and infinitely deep, which can make people feel great fear. Therefore, the team was much quieter, lest the River God be disturbed.
At this time, the queue naturally turned into a cargo battalion and marched along the left bank of the Euphrates River. The troops were on the outside, protecting the property of their camp. Obviously, the leaders had some experience in marching at night. Davos looked at it and studied silently.
Menon's troops were at the end of the line. Of course, this was not Mei Long's request. In fact, he asked someone to come back and ask his troops to walk in the middle of the entire team. But the chiefs were dissatisfied with Menon. Because at the beginning of the march from Asia to Babylon, Menon rushed to be the vanguard, burning, killing and looting, in order to make a good performance in front of the little Cyrus, and gained a lot of benefits. Now it is time to retreat, and I want to go in the middle to save my soldiers from attack and reduce losses. How could any good thing be left to him alone! So unanimously decided to let his team go last. This is what Meron's confidant Mersis told Davos, which gave him a certain understanding of Menon.
At this time, Thormid, the herald of the entire army, finally arrived in front of Menon's team and conveyed the order: "The front has joined the army of Arreus. The leaders are discussing with Arreus. Please rest where you are. Stay alert and await orders!"
The quiet team suddenly became commotion:
"Finally can rest for a while!"
"We've been gone for two hours, I'm almost exhausted!"
"Me too. It's so tiring to lead the bullock cart! We can't follow the baggage camp tomorrow!"
"That's right! Talk to the squadron leader tomorrow."
"Speak now!"
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Looking at the noisy warriors, Davos stood up and said loudly: "Brothers, please be quiet! Brothers! I am Davos!"
Unexpectedly, his shouting was more effective than Squadron Captain Antonios. The soldiers in the baggage battalion stopped arguing and wanted to hear what this 'God's Favored One' had to say.
"I'll tell you a story to relieve fatigue, okay?"
"what story?"
"It's called Ah... Aris and the Forty Thieves."
"Sounds good! Let's hear it!"
So Davos cleared his throat and began to speak aloud: "There used to be a family in a small town in Ionia..."
Gradually, the transport camp became completely quiet, and even the pack beasts stopped neighing. Soldiers and slaves and women all listened intently. They envied Aris' unintentional acquisition of the thief's wealth; they laughed at Aris's brother shouting the cave password; they were nervous for the thief to find Aris' house; they applauded for the wisdom of the slave girl.
After the story was told, everyone was still in the mood:
"Aris is so lucky!
"He is lucky because he has a smart and beautiful Persian slave girl!"
"Yes! I think he can redeem himself for the slave girl and make her a free citizen! After all, she saved Aris!"
"Idiot! He should take a slave girl as a concubine. Then the slave girl can continue to help him!"
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Everyone was talking.
"Davos, is there really a cave full of gold and silver treasures?" Even Mersis couldn't help but ask Davos.
Antonios looked at the back of Davos in front of him and couldn't help sighing: "Hiros, you have a talent in your village!"
"Are you talking about Davos? Of course, he is a 'God's Blessed One'! I even want to give him the position of my squad leader."
"Captain?" Antonios pouted. A mercenary leader often replaces and replenishes his soldiers, and most of the middle and senior officers who lead the team are his confidants and will not change easily, because it is convenient for him to control the troops. Antonios and Menon have been together for five or six years, because they have met many Greek and Persian nobles, and they have some experience in seeing people.
After a day of observation, he found that Davos had a calm personality, not like a nineteen-year-old child at all. He is very well-organized, humble and courteous in dealing with people and things, and his eloquence is good. The soldiers are happy to be close to him. However, he often has fantastic ideas and can solve problems that others can't solve; when he was on the march, he also saw Davos with his own eyes either carrying shields for others or pushing a cart. Such a person, even young, can be trusted.
If his ability to command battles is not weak, then such a charismatic and capable person has an immeasurable future. If he has enough financial resources, he can become a qualified mercenary leader! When Antonios thought of this, he thought of Menon: what would he do when he knew that such a figure had suddenly appeared in his barracks