ancient greece mediterranean ruler

Chapter 23
More than twenty strong men rushed out from both sides, pushed Clearkus and the four leaders to the ground, and immediately tied them with ropes.

The officers and soldiers waiting outside the door were also surrounded by heavily armed Persians. They were armed with sharp swords, spears and large shields, and chopped down the unarmed Greeks one by one.

"Congratulations, Lord Governor, your plan is successful!" Wanton laughter rang out in the big tent.

The candles were lit and the light returned.

Clearchus saw Tissaphernes, Otarons, and Thester in the middle of the tent laughing wildly with pride, his eyes split with rage: "Tissaphernes, you despicable and shameless villain. ! You deceived us with lies, massacred my soldiers, and violated the promise made by Ahura Mazda, the supreme god who faced you when we signed the contract! Are you not afraid of the wrath of the gods?! Are you not afraid that your king will be reviled by thousands of people?! Aren’t you afraid of disaster befalling your family?!!…”

"Hehehe..." Tissaphernes smiled, took a glass of wine from the attendant, took a sip, walked to the mercenary leaders, and then said slowly: "Clearchus, I tell you You do it. Our great king returned to Persepolis the day after Cyrus the Younger died. Of course, he never gave any instructions to 'negotiate peace with you'. Those were all made up by me to deceive. Your... As for whether the gods will punish me, you don’t have to worry about that, I think not!" He said in a serious tone: "Mazda, above, saw that I sent a group of barbarians who invaded Persian territory and massacred the Persian people If someone catches and kills them, I will be rewarded!...Oh, let me tell you one more thing, I sent people to spread those rumors!"

Seeing the astonished look on Clearchus's face, he happily drank the wine in one gulp.

Proxinus spat at him, but he quickly dodged it.

"Liar! Coward..." Proxinus yelled.

Tissaphernes was not angry at all, but said proudly: "Liar?! Lying?! No, no, no! I prefer to call it wisdom! Unlike you Greek barbarians who only know how to fight bravely, we Persians are more I like to use my brain to think of ways to get greater victory at a smaller price! Just like when I started peace talks with you, I paralyzed you. Of course I know that you will still remain vigilant, but once you get used to this peaceful and stable state, I don’t want to go back to the old tension and hostility, and you want to work hard to maintain peace. So, I deliberately sent soldiers to conflict with the mercenaries, curse, fight... and then spread rumors, but you would not doubt me, but would be suspicious of me. who?"

Tissaphernes glanced at the captured leaders and said sarcastically: "Let me guess, it's Menon, right?! You see, I know all about the dirty things inside you! And I also know that Clearchus, you are a very responsible leader. The more severe the conflict between the two armies, the more worried you will be, and instead you will take the initiative to come to me to negotiate! Look, not only did you come to my door, you also gave me a gift A great gift!..."

"Kill if you want, don't talk nonsense!" Clearkus blushed and roared angrily.

"Lord Tissaphernes, please spare my life! Please spare my life!!..." Menon next to him struggled and begged: "Even if I become your slave, as long as you forgive me! I will go for you. Convince those stupid mercenaries to surrender to you! I can also conquer Asia Minor for you! I am willing to do anything for you, just ask you to spare my life!!..."

"Anything?" Tissaphernes narrowed his eyes and seemed to be interested: "You first learn how to bark a few times."

"Woof woof woof!..." Menon shouted seriously.

"Look, these are barbaric Greeks!" The Persians in the big tent were overjoyed.

"Menon, shut up!..." Clearkus and the others cursed Menon in shame.

Menon turned a deaf ear and simply knelt down on the ground, looking at Tissaphernes fawningly.

"Very good! Very good!!..." Ti Savonis smiled, clapped his hands, and walked towards Meron.

Menon cut his hands upside down, squatted on the ground, stuck out his tongue, and screamed more happily.

Tissaphernes walked up to him, smiled mysteriously at him, quickly drew his sword, and slashed hard at Menon's neck.

Amid everyone's screams, blood spurted out wildly, and Menon's head fell to the ground with an expression of disbelief.

"Idiot! You think I don't know that you criticized me desperately in front of little Cyrus and even took the initiative to lead troops to attack my mansion!" Tissaphernes stepped on Menon's head with his left foot, and his face was sprayed Spotted with blood, he was as cold as a murderous god.

The four leaders looked blankly at the headless corpse on the ground. Even Clearkus, who had always had a grudge against Menon, had grief on his face, and a kind of sadness that resembled the death of a rabbit or a fox enveloped them.

"Cut this head in saltpeter, and immediately escort it to Persepolis together with these four criminals, so that His Majesty can judge him personally!" Tissaphernes ordered.

After the four leaders were escorted out, Socrates lamented regretfully: "I wish I had listened to that young man on the road!..."

Clearkus was expressionless and said nothing.

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"My lord, Alireus wants to see you!"

"Let him in."

Ariros walked into the tent and saw a shocking pool of blood on the ground. As his steps slowed down, he heard Tissaphernes say: "That's Menon's blood. I just chopped off his head with a sword!"

"My Lord Rashnu (the god who judges good and evil in Persian mythology), this is the punishment he deserves!" Alireus said hurriedly, looking at Tissaphernes' playful smile, he hurriedly added: "Governor My lord, according to your order, I have sent cavalry to rob and kill all the Greeks wandering outside the military camp."

"Very good, I will report your achievements to Your Majesty!" Tissaphernes understood that he had to both intimidate and win over Cyrus the Younger's troops. After all, they were nearly 1 troops, and they were back In Asia Minor, he had to rely on these local Persian nobles.

"Now, the main leaders of the Greek mercenaries have been captured, and the stupid Greeks are probably in a panic now and don't know what to do. You and Theist go to the Greek military camp and find a way to make these Greeks surrender..."

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Antonios hoped that the soldiers would escort Daves to Menon Barracks, because once there, no one would dare to touch Daves again.

Davos refused. He complied with the soldiers' request and went to the Clearkus military camp. Because it was an advance guard, the military camp was located in the far north, close to the Persians, so that it was easier to get the news as soon as possible.He asked Hilos to call Xenophon, and at the same time asked Antonios to return to Menon Barracks to prepare. Then he thought of something, pulled Matonis over, and whispered to him. Matonis looked at him in surprise. Looking at him, he finally nodded.

After watching Xilos and the others leave, Davos suppressed the nervousness in his heart and walked towards the Clearkus military camp. The soldier escorting him couldn't help but asked: "Is Clearkus really in danger?"

Davos asked: "Who will be in charge of your military camp when Clearkus is away?"

"Captain Tima Song of the First Squadron."

"Then you'd better tell him and let him prepare for defense." As Davos said, the guard of the military camp pointed forward and shouted in surprise: "Look, Persian cavalry!!"

Davers and the soldiers looked back together and saw countless Persian cavalry galloping back and forth a hundred meters in front of the military camp, stirring up sand and dust all over the sky, and screams could be heard from time to time in the diffuse dust and mist.

"This is..." The soldiers looked at Davos nervously.

Although his guess was fulfilled, Davos was not happy at all: war is finally coming!He also felt nervous in his heart.

"Hurry! Go back to the camp!" He called to the accompanying soldiers to quickly enter the camp and close the camp door.

At this time, a soldier emerged from the dust mist ahead. He covered his bleeding abdomen with one hand and stumbled over.

The guards and Davos rushed forward to greet him and took him back to the camp.

"I...we were on the way to the market...the Persian cavalry...suddenly rushed towards us...many brothers died...Achilles...go and inform Achilles...there is danger..." The injured The soldier spoke weakly.

　When the crisis comes, how should Davos face it?

　　Secondly, guess what he asked Matonis to do?
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