ancient greece mediterranean ruler

Chapter 61 Farewell
Cleander finally agreed to the mercenaries' request to enter the city with weapons. Davos's request for the soldiers to wrap the weapons in cloth was not the main reason. The half a talent of silver given by Burkos to Cleander was the key to opening the city gate. .After Davos knew the truth, he had to sigh: The Spartans who lived a simple life also began to accept bribes!

Early the next morning, the leaders, team officers, and soldiers from each mercenary camp came to see off the team that was about to leave.

As comrades who have been fighting together for a year in difficult situations, not only the soldiers, but also the team officers and leaders gave their sincere blessings. Even Tima Song, who initially disliked Davos, also gave his sincere blessings. gave Davos a strong hug: "If I were a few years younger, I would go to Magna Graecia with you."

"You're not old now either." Davos smiled.

Timasong pointed to his chest: "I'm old here, I just want to go home! Anyway, I hope you come back alive! And -" Timasong took a deep breath and whispered: "Thank you for the great things you have given us. Help, if it weren’t for you, more of us would have died!”

"This is the result of the hard work of all of us! It is my honor to fight with you!" Davos said modestly.

"It should be said that it is my honor, and may Zeus bless you all the best!" Timasong said sincerely.

"You too! I hope we can meet again!" Davers waved him goodbye.

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After Timazon, Cleanno, and Xantiparis led their soldiers back a few hundred meters, the Byzantine city gate opened, and Davos led his army into the Byzantine city.

Zantiparis sighed: "Time flies so fast, and it's finally time to say goodbye! The scene when the elected leader Davos came to the stage to give a speech seems like it happened yesterday!"

The words of Zantiparis aroused the sentimentality of several leaders: After more than half a year of fighting side by side, at this time they are finally about to go their separate ways.

Several people silently looked at the Byzantine City from afar until the city gate was closed.

At this time, the herald Tormid said: "Do you think Davos is really the favored one of Hades?"

"If not, then he is a very capable leader. But have you ever seen such a capable leader who is so young?" Timasong asked, he would rather admit that Davos is the favored one of the gods than I am too willing to admit to my face that Davos is indeed more capable than them.

Crisano and Zantiparis both shook their heads.

"I think Chrysops will be very regretful when he finds out that Davos went to Magna Graecia. Some time ago, you all saw that Chrysops obviously wanted to make Davos a distinguished guest of Sparta. Before he left, he asked Anaxes to take care of him. Unfortunately, Anaxes underestimated this young man, and Davos would rather go to Magna Graecia than to Sparta. "Crianno Said gloatingly.

"No one likes Sparta, they are too domineering!" Timasong's words resonated with everyone.

"But why did Hieronymus choose to go to Great Greece?" Tormid asked.

"Not that Athenian!" Timazon raised his eyebrows: "The soldiers re-elected their leader at Sinobos. As a result, Hieronymus lost his position as leader, and instead let the talkative Serophan take his place. Go up. He may want to stay away from here and go to Magna Graecia to prove himself."

"It's good not to be the leader. At least we don't have so many things to worry about. However, we will be able to go home easily soon!" Zantiparis said, which also caused several other people to sigh with emotion.

Perhaps realizing that there was not much time left for the next gathering, the four of them solemnly performed a military salute, then turned their horses and galloped towards their respective military camps.

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The Spartan soldiers were heavily armed and lined up on both sides of the street. Under the surveillance of their bright bayonet guns, Davos's troops lined up towards the port.

The mercenaries tried not to look at the Spartan soldiers on both sides of the street and the Byzantine people behind them. They looked straight ahead and moved forward with a neither humble nor overbearing attitude.

"Damn mercenaries, get out!" A Byzantine suddenly roared and threw a rotten date at Davos who was walking at the front, immediately breaking the previous calm.

"Get out of Byzantium!"

"robber!"

"Thief!"

"The gods will punish you and make you die a bad death!"

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The people of Byzantium cursed like a wave, and kept throwing debris at the mercenaries walking in the middle of the road.

Although Davos had predicted it beforehand and warned the mercenaries.At this moment, he felt the danger, covered his head with one hand, and shouted urgently: "Asistes, lead your messengers and tell every officer that you must strictly control your soldiers and not let them escape. Team!”

Daves' order came very timely, and some of the newly joined mercenaries became angry. If it were not for the heavily armed Spartans on the roadside, they would have rushed up and started fighting with the Byzantine people.

Team officers ran up and down to stop them from making mistakes.And Davos also gave the order at the right time: "The whole army runs forward!"

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Cleander stood on the roof platform of the official residence, looking down at the mercenaries passing by on the street. Seeing that these sloppy and undisciplined mercenaries were able to restrain themselves and not conflict with the Byzantine people, he prepared a plan to collect the mercenary weapons. I couldn't help but feel surprised when I missed it.

"Who is the leader of this mercenary group?" he asked casually.

"It seems to be called... Davos." The adjutant thought for a while and replied.

Davos?Cleander felt that the name was a bit familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it before: "The mercenaries he led were pretty good."

"Sir, do you want to stop them?"

"Forget it." Cleander waved his hand. He accepted bribes from Thurii merchants. The reason why he designed this little conspiracy was that once a conflict broke out, he could naturally collect the weapons of the mercenaries to block the situation. Shut the servant's mouth.

The mercenaries endured the humiliation, held back their anger, and accelerated their march, wishing they could reach the port in a few steps.

After the mercenaries and slave women boarded the ships respectively, everything was arranged, and after the fleet of 57 merchant ships left the Byzantine port, the soldiers began to curse. Even the good-tempered Asistes couldn't bear it. He shouted: "Byzantines, one day - one day I will repay this humiliation!"

Davos ignored how the soldiers vented their anger. He stood quietly at the stern of the ship, watching the Byzantine city disappear under the horizon...

The fleet entered the Sea of ​​Marmara, then turned around and headed south. Halfway through, it was intercepted by a dozen oncoming Spartan warships.

Burcos had to let his ship pass by, and personally went to the Spartan flagship to ask the Spartans to let it go.

After a while, he asked his men to carry a big box to the warship.

After waiting for about an hour, he and his men returned to the ship. He took a deep breath and gave the order: "It's time to set off."

"What's going on?" Davos asked curiously.

"The Spartans now control this strait. Any large fleet passing here will be subject to his inspection, especially since I hired you from Byzantium." Burkos took the water glass handed by his men and said.

"Why is this?" Davos became even more curious.

"Since Sparta defeated Athens and controlled the Aegean Sea, there was a rule that 'any city-state that wants to hire soldiers within Sparta's sphere of influence must obtain their permission.' And Byzantium is now occupied by Sparta, of course. It belongs to Sparta’s sphere of influence. In the past, in Magna Graecia, only Dionysius of Syracuse had received Sparta’s permission to hire soldiers in Sparta for a long time, or even in the mainland.”

"Dionysius?"

"A tyrant and dictator of Syracuse!" Burcos said in disgust, obviously not impressed by him, but Davers remembered the name.

"Fortunately, this time the situation is special. I persuaded the Spartan Council of Elders and issued a certificate that I can be hired." Burkos took a sip of water and sighed: "Even so, I still have to spend another half a talent. Go unblock it. Alas... how come the generals of Sparta have become so greedy now!"

He looked at Davos and said, "I hope your next performance on the battlefield will prove that my expense is worth it!"

"You will see it!" Davos said seriously.

At this time, someone on the opposite warship shouted: "Davos! Davos!"

Note: By this chapter, Davos’ story in Persia has truly come to an end.Did he still have any interactions with mercenary leaders such as Timazon and Cleanno, as well as the Persian governors Tissaphernes and Orontas?

We will wait and see...

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