ancient greece mediterranean ruler

Chapter 1296 The Price of Victory

There were several bloody wounds on Sekerian's broad back. What caught Midorades' attention the most was that his dark skin, which had been exposed to wind and sun for many years, was now so pale that it was heart-stopping.

"How is his condition?" Midorades worriedly asked the doctor next to him who was dispensing medicine.

The doctor looked up at him, hesitated for a moment, and then whispered seriously: "...It's not good. He had many arrows in his body, he bled too much, and he was soaked in seawater for too long..."

Midorades was startled and wanted to ask again, but he heard a weak voice ringing in his ear: "...Mido...you are here...how is the battle going?"

Midorades looked for the sound, only to see Sekerian, who had been motionless before, turning his head to look at him with his eyes wide open.

"Doctor, he...he's awake!" Midorades said happily.

"Not long after he was brought here, he woke up and kept asking about the situation of the naval battle..." The doctor sighed and said, "Go and tell him quickly, lest he worry about this all the time and affect his recovery."

Midorades walked to the head of the bed, squatted down, thought for a while, and then knelt half on the ground again, so that both he and Sekerian could save effort when talking.

But before he could speak, Sekerian smiled: "...It's not easy. I can make the proud commander of the Second Fleet kneel down. It seems that I will have to get hurt more in the future..."

Midorades looked at his unusually dry lips and said in a deep voice: "If I were you, I would calm down and listen carefully now, so that my body can recover faster."

Sekerian rolled his eyelids and stopped talking.

Midorades then said in a deep voice: "According to rough statistics after the war, we sank more than 160 warships and captured nearly 350. The Persian fleet suffered heavy losses. Of course, we also paid a high price. , a total of 218 warships were sunk...Thanks to you leading that small number of warships to hold on offshore, which bought us time and also weakened the enemy's physical strength and morale, so we could win more easily. Now Persia The fleet has been completely defeated, and the dominance of the entire Near East Sea will be under our control!"

Sekolian showed a look of relief: "...We finally lived up to His Majesty's expectations... It's a pity that I couldn't see the result of this great naval battle with my own eyes... Hey, I miss you Sekolian I have always been accustomed to attacking...The first time I conducted a defensive battle, I suffered a failure...I am still not as good as you in this aspect..."

Midorades said seriously: "As I said just now, it was precisely because you chose to persevere in the face of a Persian fleet that was several times larger than ours that we won a great victory. This glorious victory came in Completed under your command! Due to this victory, from now on, the powerful Dionysian fleet will never have any chance of defensive operations!"

Sekerian looked at his colleagues blankly. After a while, a look of fear appeared on his pale face: "...Mido, am I getting old?...I was with Syracuse back then. Fighting in the navy...my ship was also sunk...I fell into the sea and was also hit by an arrow in my shoulder...but I only rested for more than ten days...but now...but now... I can move except for my neck...I...I...can't feel the existence of my hands and feet at all..."

When Midorades heard this, he wanted to comfort him, but he was anxious but didn't know what to say. However, he heard the doctor behind him remind him: "General, I am going to give medicine to the patient. In order not to affect the treatment, , please go back first, and come to visit him later.”

"You will get better after you have a good rest!" Midorades had no choice but to stand up, grab Sekerian's hand and give it a firm squeeze, trying to encourage him, but the coldness of his hand frightened him. .

Sekerian could not raise his head to look at him, so he could only say softly: "Mido... I leave the fleet to you... take care of the brothers..."

"Don't worry, I will!" Midorades responded solemnly.

When he left the hospital bed and saw the doctors and nurses surrounding him, completely covering Sekelian's figure, he couldn't help feeling an unspeakable sadness in his heart...

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The vast majority of the Dionian army that landed in Egypt has moved to the territories of Per-Rameses and Daphne. Only the First Legion is still stationed in Memphis because King Davos still remains here.

As the commander-in-chief of the entire army, Davos should have stayed with the large army. He has done so in the past, but this time it is different. The Kingdom of Dionia has just annexed Egypt, although Asistes has been appointed to govern Egypt, but having King Dionia sitting here will undoubtedly make the handling of various government affairs smoother and more conducive to the smooth transition of Egypt. Therefore, Daves seizes the intermission time of this period of war to help Asistes solved some difficult problems. At the same time, he appointed Alexis to Daphne to temporarily take charge of the army for him. He also asked Philisius, Epithenes and others to assist him in managing military affairs, planning and preparing raids. With the implementation of the Cyprus Island, this group of old people who had retired and originally only followed him to Persia were once again given important responsibilities by him.

After the military operation to raid Cyprus began, waiting for the results was an arduous process, especially for such a major military operation, so Davers did not sleep well these days.

On this day, at the strong request of Henipolis, Davos took a walk in the garden to relax after dinner.

The garden of the Pharaoh's Palace in Talib is vast, and a large artificial lake was dug in the center, with water from the Nile River introduced. Various aquatic plants such as lotus and lotus were planted in the lake, and various kinds of clipped wings were also stocked. There are wild ducks, wild geese, and even a rare hippopotamus... Various rare trees, flowers and plants are planted around the artificial lake, and some ostriches are even released.

It is spring at this time, and the garden is full of flowers, colorful, birds and insects, and it is extremely lively.Walking on the flat road by the lake, breathing in the moist air with the fragrance of grass and trees, makes people feel relaxed and happy, and their worries are gone.

Davers couldn't help sighing: "This is such a good place! Christoia and Agnes should be allowed to live here for a while!"

"Your Majesty, hasn't General Proseus led the Greek coalition to completely defeat the Persian army in Asia Minor? I believe that Miletus can be forced to surrender soon. You can let the two princesses stay in Memphis for a while before going to Miletus... ..." As Davos's palace clerk and his personally authorized biographer, Henepolis was relatively familiar with Davos' family affairs.

Davos shook his head: "We haven't defeated the Persian fleet yet, and we haven't fully grasped the dominance of the Eastern Mediterranean. They can't come yet, it's not safe."

Henipolis secretly hated himself for talking too much, and inadvertently reminded His Majesty the King of the ongoing war. He was thinking of ways to divert the King's attention, but he heard Davos shout: "Don't stop it, let it go." Come here!"

It turned out that an ostrich boldly walked toward Davos, perhaps out of curiosity. The guards stepped forward to drive it away, but Davos stopped it.

The ostrich was just a juvenile, but its height was about the same as that of an adult. It walked straight to Davos with long slender legs. Its big eyes were sparkling, and it looked at the new boss curiously. The king of Upper and Lower Egypt looked cute, but made the surrounding guards and followers nervous.

Davos couldn't help but stretched out his hand to it, and it immediately stepped back alertly.

Davos smiled and said softly: "Don't be afraid."

The ostrich seemed to understand, stopped retreating, blinked its big eyes, tilted its head to the left, tilted its head to the right, then walked up cautiously, and gently pecked the palm of Davos's hand with its long beak. Seeing that Davos didn't respond, he pecked him hard several times.

The guards immediately shouted loudly. The ostrich felt scared and immediately turned and ran away.

"It's just a bird. What's there to worry about? It just made my hand itch with its peck." Davos complained without saying anything.

"Your Majesty, would you like the guards to catch an ostrich for you?" Henipolis asked quickly.

Davos waved his hand: "Don't do that, just watch them play and run freely in this garden. That would be interesting! Thanks to your suggestion, it is really interesting to walk around in this garden! -"

As Davos was talking, the smile suddenly froze on his face because he saw guards running hurriedly from the direction of the palace.

"Your Majesty, the battle report is urgently sent from Naukratis!"

Davos immediately took the papyrus roll tied with black rope, and couldn't wait to open it. After reading it, his face was cloudy.

"Your Majesty, this is—" Henipolis felt nervous.

"Our fleet defeated the Persian fleet and the army successfully landed on Cyprus."

"This is a great joy! But... Your Majesty, you don't seem very happy..."

"The battle report said that Sekerian was seriously injured, paralyzed and unable to move..." Davos said in a low tone.

The soldiers and entourage who had cheered upon hearing the news of the victory immediately fell silent, and everyone silently followed Davos on the path by the lake.

After a long time, Davos stopped and said, "Henny, get ready to record."

"Yes!" The followers immediately gave Henepolis paper and pen, and brought wooden stools. Then the guards led the followers back to a far distance and set up a cordon.

“Inform Midorades that after Sekerian’s condition stabilizes, he will be sent back to Turiyi safely as soon as possible, and all the doctors in Turiyi Hospital will do their best to treat him. I hope... he can recover! "Davos sighed softly: "At the same time, he wrote to the Ministry of Military Affairs and asked Olivers and Printols to discuss erecting a statue of Sekolian in front of the Ministry of Military Affairs building and naming the First Fleet Sekolian. Possibility of the fleet."

(End of this chapter)