Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece

Chapter 38: Beheading operation

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He briefly stated his plan, and Felixius looked at him in amazement.

"Can it be done?!" Davos urged.

Felixius hurriedly thought about it carefully, and said hesitantly: "...It should be feasible, but it may not be successful."

"Any plan is not guaranteed to be 100% successful, but if you don't try, you won't even have a chance!" Davers decisively summoned the Hiros escort and told them about his plan in detail. Out of their trust in Davos, they agreed to this adventure plan without hesitation.

Who knows, Davos finally added: "I'll go with you this time!"

"No! Davos, you are the leader, you can't take risks!" Felixius immediately objected.

"The distance back and forth is only 100 meters, and in the blink of an eye, I returned, what's the danger!

What's more, I'm still a 'God's favored one', with the blessing of Hades. If I die, doesn't it just mean that this 'God's favor' is not reliable! Davos smiled stubbornly and freely, then pointed at Shiros and said, "You are my good brothers. Now, I'm joining the assault as a member of the Hiros team! "It made Hiros and the others swallow the words they wanted to dissuade.

"Okay, let us brothers live and die together!" Matonis shouted excitedly.

"Yes, let others see the courage of Thessaly warriors!" Olivers, who had been silent all the time, also shouted excitedly at the moment.

At this time, the messenger came: "Mithradat went around to the side of Timason and shouted... Only three soldiers surrendered to the Persians!" Still affecting his soldiers.

"Mitradat is coming soon! There is no time to delay! Felixius, you sit here for me!" Davos said anxiously.

"Okay." Felixus agreed reluctantly.

"Asisters, you go immediately to inform the squadron commanders and be ready..."

"Understood!" Asisters said excitedly.

"Squad Hiros, follow me to the front!"

"Roar!!..." Everyone shouted in unison, causing the other soldiers to look back curiously.

… … … …

"Report to the Inspector, Mithradat has detoured to Davos's troops!"

After listening to Thormid's report, Kerethorpes couldn't help but look behind him.

Even the troops with prestige leaders such as Krianno and Timasone defected. Can this inexperienced young man stabilize his soldiers? Kerethorpes was full of worry.

"Thormid, you go to Timason immediately and ask him to send Cretan archers to follow Mithradat." He finally made a decision.

"Yes!" Thormed immediately rushed back.

Young man, you have to hold on!

… … … …

The Davos and Hiros squads, who had put on ordinary helmets, were standing in the first row at the moment. The javelin behind them had been hidden below their shoulders. Like other soldiers, they were facing the west, full of alertness, and nervously watching the rear of the team.

Suddenly, someone squeezed in beside him, and before Davos could turn his head to look at who it was, he heard Asisters say: "Leader, I have already conveyed your order to each squadron commander. I am yours. Herald, please let me fight with you now!" Asistes solemnly requested.

Davers nodded.

"Boss, they are here!" Hiros reminded in a low voice.

The sound of hoofs came from behind, gradually becoming clearer…

Soon, thirty light cavalrymen appeared in front of them. The first person was wearing a shining fish scale armor that could cover his knees, it must be Mithra Dat.

Davos opened his eyes wide and clenched the copper shield in his hand.

"Damn coward." Matonis cursed in a low voice.

"Greek warriors, I am Mithradate, a good friend of little Cyrus!" Mithradate stopped his horse two hundred meters diagonally in front of Davos and shouted loudly. He shouted, and his cavalry repeated in Greek in unison.

"Besides, I am a good friend of Menon! I have always been friendly to you Greeks, especially you, Menon's soldiers, and I have visited your barracks many times! Please believe me, Clearcu S was punished for breaking the pact, but you didn't! The peace pact is still valid for you! Come on, come to our side! I swear by the god of my family, Bahram, the war god! I have no ill will towards you , we will send you back to Asia Minor safely! At the same time, the governor of Thesafnes is also ready to hire you again, because Asia Minor has not been settled, he needs your help, and he has prepared a rich reward for this... "

"Persians with honey on their mouths, don't think we'll be fooled!" Asisters spit.

At this time, Davos whispered: "Prepare - start!"

The Hiros team immediately began to shout: "Is it true that we can go home?"

"It really won't hurt us?"

"How much is Tisafonis going to pay to hire us?"

After a commotion, they unanimously shouted: "We surrender! Surrender!..." Then they dropped their shields and lances and ran towards Mithradat.

"We surrender too!" Another heavy infantry squad approaching the Hiros team immediately dropped their weapons, followed by and soon mixed with the Hiros team.

"General, look! There are a lot of people who surrendered this time!" A cavalryman said happily to Mithradat.

"Of course! Who says Menon and Arreus have the best relationship! I think we can continue to shout here!" Mithradat said proudly, and as soon as he shouted, it produced such a big victory that he made him Confidence increased.

As Davos ran, he kept an eye on the movements of the Mithradat cavalry on the opposite side. At this time, two Persian cavalry ran towards him, which made him nervous.

"Run to the right! Run to the right!..." they shouted in fluent Greek, gesturing, turning their horses and leading the way, signaling them to follow.

"Don't mind them! Hurry up!" Davos shouted urgently.

The Greek soldier did not listen to the command, and suddenly increased his speed and ran in his direction, causing Mithradat's doubts.

At this moment, the cavalry next to him shouted in panic: "Not good! They... they have javelins on their backs!"

The reason why he could see clearly was because the distance between him and the Greek soldiers was already close to thirty meters.

"Prepare!!!" Hiros shouted. The team members quickly pulled out the javelins on their backs and took big strides forward.

"Damn!!" Mithradat hurriedly pulled the horse's reins to the side, slammed into the horse's belly, trying to turn the horse's head and retreat.

However, it was too late. After Matonis and the others threw the javelin hard, they even fell because of the strong inertia.

In the screams of the Persian cavalry, ten javelins flew towards Mithradat together. He didn't have time to dodge. He was shot several times, and his horse was pierced in the neck, and he fell with him whining.

Just when the Persian cavalry panicked, the Hiros team, which quickly got up, threw the second round of javelins, and two more cavalry fell.

Antonios, who was staring closely at the front, shouted excitedly: "Success! They succeeded!!"

The soldiers cheered.

"Go and pick up the leader of Davos!" Caps shouted calmly.

Just as the two squads were about to retreat, Mithradat, who had just fallen to the ground, suddenly moved, struggling to pull out his right leg that was being held down by the horse. Obviously, his thick armor was protecting his vitals.

Now, he was just twenty meters away, and the Persian cavalry who fled was watching not far away, and the situation was urgent. Davers was no longer allowed to think too much: "Kill him!!" Davers rushed up first.

The soldiers chased after him without hesitation, and they picked up the javelins and spears on the ground.

Matonis threw it violently and shot a Persian cavalryman who wanted to come to the rescue, causing the remaining cavalry to flee again.

Mithradat swayed and lifted his dusty face. Looking up at Davos who was coming, he smiled sadly, revealing a mouth full of blood: "...you...you can't escape..."

Davos didn't speak, and stabbed the tip of the gun directly into his neck.