Davers panicked as he walked through the channel of the camp, which had become somewhat crowded, and nearly tripped over several times. When he lifted the curtain and got into the tent, he was greeted by four pairs of eyes with strange expressions.
Compared with the lively outside, the tent is very quiet.
"Davos, little Cyrus... He is dead!" Olivers said in a strange tone: "You guessed it, he is really dead!"
"I've heard others say it." Davos sat back on his "bed", feeling somewhat calmer.
Hiros looked at this calm-looking comrade-in-arms. As fellows living in a village, they were familiar with each other, but at the moment it gave him a sense of strangeness: "Antonios came over and said, 'Little Cyrus' adjutant Arreus Send someone to inform us that little Cyrus is dead. He is gathering the scattered soldiers to join us'."
"Davers, you made me sleepy last night, and I wanted to beat you. I didn't expect you to be right!" Matonis scratched his head embarrassedly.
"Next, what should we do?" Giorgris' words made everyone look at Davos strangely again.
Davos was thinking about what was going on, and Olivers said impatiently, "Come on! What oracle did Hades give you?"
Davers looked at them in surprise. Only then did he understand why they behaved strangely just now. It turned out to be that he had obtained the favor of Hades, the king of the underworld.
When the news of the death of little Cyrus reached Shiros and the others, they were surprised that Davos said the truth, so they began to talk about Davos. After synthesizing everyone's opinions, they were surprised to find that almost everyone thought that after the youngest companion who had been under their care woke up from a coma, he was very different from the original in both behavior and speech, as if A person has changed (although Davos didn't speak much last night, the temperament of a modern person is naturally very different from that of an ancient person).
Therefore, they thought that Davos must have been lucky enough to meet Hades from hell, and he was able to return to the world with the help of Hades. And the way he wakes up is kind of scary: when they find him on the battlefield, how to call him, he's always in a coma, and all of a sudden his eyes are wide open.
When everyone was at a loss and helpless, this comrade-in-arms who received "God's help" obviously became a life-saving straw for them.
Davos felt a little amused to receive such a special opportunity. In this ignorant age, the Greeks did not regard the gods as supreme like the Persians, but they were just as superstitious, and all aspects of their lives were closely related to the Greek gods. But Davers didn't dare to nod to admit it, because he only knew that there was such a historical event, but he didn't know the detailed process.
"What an oracle! I just like to think about the worst in everything, so that I can anticipate and be prepared in the event of danger."
What a bad idea of everything! What kind of person you were before, don't we know? A silly boy who only knows how to fight, actually knows how to think! It's not what God's favor is! Otherwise, how could even the taste of speech have changed! Apparently Hades told him to keep it a secret? ! The four of them looked at each other knowingly. Since childhood, they have been nurtured by the stories of the gods told by their parents every day, so that they know that the gods are fickle and there are many complicated taboos. For the sake of safety, they no longer ask, Just looking at him expectantly.
This vision is very similar to that when Davers was the village official, and the poor mountain people hoped that he, a college student, could change the appearance of the mountain village. But like you, you don't know what to do? Davos sighed in his heart, suddenly moved in his heart, and asked, "Do you know Xenophon?"
The four shook their heads.
"You mean Xenophon can help us?" Olivers couldn't help asking.
Davos smiled and said nothing. There was something strange in my heart: since it was said on the Internet that Xenophon led this great retreat and wrote a book, how could no one have heard of him? He should be a mercenary leader anyway!
"Where is Xenophon from? On our team?" Hiros asked.
"He... is probably there. He... should be an Athenian." Davos still knew about Xenophon's origin. After all, Xenophon was an ancient Western writer, military strategist, or a disciple of Socrates. .
"When I have time, I'll ask people from other camps." Hiros said solemnly.
"Don't be someone from Clearkus! Otherwise, you won't be able to find him!" Geogris said. The relationship between the two leaders, Clearkus and Menon, was very bad, which caused the mercenaries under him to hate each other.
"Isn't it just a fight! Let's fight! We Thessaly are not afraid of these bastards from Kersonis!" Matonis said a little excitedly.
"Who are you going to hit?" The curtain was opened, and a person entered, it was Antonios.
Through the memory of this body, Davers knew that this was their squadron leader. But after all, he is a mercenary, and he has no authority at other times except during the battle. Everyone in the tent was still sitting and lying down, and no one stood up and saluted.
"We're joking," Hiros said.
"It's a mess outside. You can still joke here, not bad! Not bad!" Antonios said half-jokingly and half-seriously.
He looked at the people in the tent, and then said to Hiros, "Menon asked me to tell you, captains, that you may comfort your brothers. Cyrus the Younger died in an accident, and his troops are still there, so our The strength and weakness of Persia have not changed. After tomorrow we will reconcile with Arreus, the adjutant of Cyrus, we will have at least 30,000 people! Then we will defeat the Persian king! Haha, the next benefits will be more Now! Maybe we'll... we'll have a new Persian king!!"
Satisfied with everyone's surprised expressions, Antonios was about to turn around and leave the tent, but was pulled by Hiros: "It's okay to comfort the brothers, but you have to make them full! From last night until now, everyone has eaten some raw horse meat. , I'm still hungry! But there's no news from Mersis. If there's no more food, I can't guarantee anything will happen!"
"That's right! That's right! If we don't have anything to eat, we won't do it!" Everyone shouted at the opportunity.
Antonios patted his stomach in embarrassment and said: "I am also groaning with hunger. Now, the entire camp is short of food. Menon is urging Mercis to find a way, and he himself goes to Proxinus. Si, I heard that his camp suffered less losses yesterday. Even if the food is coming, it will not be distributed to everyone, so let's just bear with it for one day!" Antonios finished speaking, and hurriedly got out of the tent.
Hiros sighed and said to everyone, "I'll go to another tent to see." After that, he went out. He, the squad leader, was in charge of nine people, and five of his subordinates lived in adjacent tents.
I have been entangled in the past and this life before, and I haven't realized that I haven't eaten all the time. After listening to everyone's commotion, Davos's stomach began to growl.
He had to follow the example of others, wrapping a sheep blanket and lying on the "bed", which could reduce physical consumption.