Davos looked up at the three-deck oars next to him, and saw someone waving at him from the side of the ship.
"Hey Xenophon, I thought I never had the chance to say goodbye to you!"
"Davos, I accepted Anaxis's request and hurried to Byzantium, preparing to regroup our mercenaries and rush to Asia Minor. I didn't expect you to go to Great Greece! Stay, let us Let's continue to fight together!" Xenophon made a sincere request to Davos.
Davos secretly thought it was dangerous, then shrugged and said seriously: "Unfortunately, I have signed an agreement with Turii and swore to Hades!"
"That... what a coincidence!" Xenophon, who respected the gods, showed a regretful look: "We can't fight together!..."
"It seems that Sparta is going to war with Persia. I can only wish you the protection of Zeus in the next battle!" Davos's words came from the heart.
"I wish you the same!" Xenophon said sincerely: "I originally wanted to invite you to Athens to meet my teacher Socrates. He will definitely be very interested in your novel ideas! And one of his students, my good friend Plato, has some similar views to yours, you two will definitely become friends! It's a pity... "
"One day I will go to Athens! I believe you have finished writing the story of our battle in Persia by then. Don't forget to send me a copy." Davos only knew that Xenophon later wrote "The Long March", but he did not Remember Xenophon's life experience, after all, he was not a historian in his previous life.
"Don't worry, I will give you an extra copy." Xenophon smiled.
Davos vaguely remembered that Socrates was convicted and poisoned by the Athenian authorities, and he did not know the exact time, but he remembered that Socrates could have chosen to be expelled from Athens, but he insisted on staying, wanting to wake up the numb with death. Citizen of Athens. So Davos gave up on reminding Xenophon and just waved, "Goodbye!"
"goodbye!"
Unexpectedly, with this wave of hands, when we say goodbye, it is already vicissitudes of life, and friends have become enemies. Unpredictable, saddening...
As the fleet moved forward, the Spartan warship gradually disappeared under the blue sky...
Seeing that Davos was still standing at the stern of the boat, Bulcos couldn't help but walk over and said, "Still thinking of your Athens friend?"
"Xenophon is a talented and capable person!" Davos felt lost. After all, Xenophon was the first historical celebrity to connect this world with his previous life.
"Athens relies on batches of talented people to create its brilliance!" Burkes said with deep feeling: "Even we have been dipped in the light of Athens, and it is only after the establishment of Turii. Prosperous sight!"
"Oh, is it?" Burkes' words successfully aroused Davos's interest.
"At that time, the leaders responsible for the formation of Turii were two very capable Athenians, Lamborn and Therocertus, and the famous Athenian scholar Protagoras made laws for Turii, and Athens also Hippadamus, a famous Greek engineer, was invited to design the city for Turii and was responsible for its construction... At the same time, two Athenian VIPs moved to Turii, one was Herodotus, a scholar who wrote "History", and the other was a famous The rhetorician Tisias, and even the Spartan Criandridas, commanded the battle for Turii. So Turri could go south and keep peace with Crotone; north, with the tower Rantum scrambled for the Seris Plain; to the west, to defend against the invasion of the Lucanians and Brutians; to the east; enraptured.
Davers listened carefully.
Then, Burkos' proud expression darkened: "Unfortunately, Athens lost to Sparta. Now Sparta is the overlord of Greece..."
"Does it have a big impact on Turii?" Davos asked anxiously.
Burkes didn't want to say more, just replied: "You will know slowly when you arrive in Turii."
Davos smiled and comforted him and said, "Don't worry, Sparta's dominance will not last long."
Davos' amazing words immediately attracted the attention of Bulcos: "Why?"
"Because the Spartans have begun to accept bribes." Davos said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "The unique system that came to Kugu for Sparta was originally intended to train Spartan citizens into fierce warriors. Only by suppressing Heros, which is much more numerous than Spartans, can he dominate Greece externally. For this reason, all Spartan citizens must maintain a simple and simple life, so as to ensure basic equality, otherwise there will be Spartans. Citizens of Da objected, 'Why do you eat well and clothe yourself well, I have to undergo cruel training since I was a child, and I can't leave the single life of the military camp until I am 30 years old.' Therefore, they closed the country, prohibited commercial trade, and prohibited the use of Money to carry, no debate, no drama, no poetry, no writing and selling books other than the military... Everyone says the Spartans are terrible because the Spartans have no other fun, fighting and killing is what they are The only fun! Well now, the Spartans are the overlord of Greece, they need to be stationed in strategic places, their fleet needs to cruise, the Spartans go abroad and stay abroad for half a year and a year, of course they will come into contact with them that they did not have before. It is not easy to cultivate a simple life, but it is too easy to destroy it! Once the fighting spirit that allowed the Spartans to dominate Greece has been eroded away, the Spartan hegemony can be maintained. how long!!"
Burkes had never heard anyone use such simple and vivid language to analyze the Spartan political system, like a sharp dagger piercing the fragile core of the Spartan system, it sounded very reasonable. He looked at Davos in a daze. This young man made him feel a little awe. He suddenly remembered the rumor that Davos was "God's favored one". He opened his mouth and found that his throat was a little dry, and he coughed a few times. He couldn't help asking: "If... If so, then in Greece, who will be the opponent of Sparta?"
Davos shrugged: "I'm not a god, how would I know." He raised his head and looked up at the seagulls soaring in the blue sky, Thebes, Macedonia... A long list of city-states flashed in his mind The name, for some reason, a sense of pride rose in my heart...
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After being intercepted by the Spartan warships, Burkes ordered the fleet to travel day and night for fear of another accident.
After arriving at Euboea Island a few days later, he went ashore to replenish food and fresh water, and then sailed through the Cyclades Islands, bypassing the Attica Peninsula in Athens. Since there was no time to stay ashore, Davos could only regret it on the boat. Look westward to Athens, which is out of sight and famous in the past life.
Then, the fleet passed through Argos, and then carefully bypassed the Peloponnese, until it reached Zakynthos Island, before going ashore to rest for the night. The next day, we continued to sail north to the island of Kokyra, and then turned west and entered the Gulf of Taranto, named after the great Greek powerhouse Tarantum.
This is a calm harbour. The wet sea breeze can't lift a single wave. The blue water is as quiet as a piece of smooth and translucent blue silk. Countless ships are like silver shuttles that are constantly shuttled, weaving on this huge piece of blue silk. produce beautiful pictures.
When the mercenaries saw this beautiful scene, their bodies and minds, who had been tired from the long voyage, suddenly became excited and began to laugh and play loudly.
The large fleet of Burkes also attracted the attention of those who were interested, and several three-tiered oars with the pattern of "people riding dolphins" painted on their sails greeted them.
"It's alright, it's Tarantum's cruise ship." Burkes was talking to Davos, and the fleet's pilot ship had already greeted him.
"Did we enter the sea area controlled by Tarantum?" Davos asked curiously.
"Not yet. It's just an agreement between several city-states in this bay to keep ventilation with each other, just in case." Brooks explained.
Seeing that Tarantum's warship turned around and left, the fleet continued to move forward...
About an hour later, Burkes pointed to the front and said, "The front is Turii."
Davos hurriedly held the side of the boat and looked with wide eyes: more than 500 meters ahead was a green coastline, among which there was a white "streamer" going from west to east, straight into the sea; at the end of the "streamer", countless dotted The white sails gathered, thousands of seagulls circled in the sky, but there was no shadow of the city...