The thousand flying snakes are comparable to two thousand silver magicians.

In the face of absolute power, the Greeks had no chance of victory.

Su Ye looked at the water curtain, the fleeing Greeks inside, and the desperate faces.

In front of the water curtain, everyone was watching silently.

At this time, no one has the ability to turn the tide.

In the third battle of the Marathon plains, the Greeks were defeated.

The Greeks kept running away, and the Persians, the giant legion and the flying snake legion continued to hunt down.

A large number of Greek soldiers rushed into the city gate and even formed a trampling, and a few wounded soldiers were trampled to death under the city gate.

Only one step away.

Under the threat of death, in the face of fear, everyone is equal.

What happened in the Persian army in the first two battles, and now what is happening in the Greek army.

Boom!

The door is closed.

Thousands of Greek soldiers were still outside the door.

"I will curse you with all my brides! You must die well! The Greeks, never bow their heads!"

After a black iron warrior cursed, shed tears and blood, turned around and rushed towards a six-meter-high giant.

"The nobles raised by bitch! You are the accomplices of the Persians! Kill!"

Another Greek man finished cursing in front of the closed door and turned around and went back.

No one rushed to the door, no one knocked on the door, no one begged for mercy.

Amid anger and fear, more than a thousand Greek soldiers fought back to the Persians.

They fell one by one, but each one had at least one Persian life.

"Siege!"

The voice of Persian commander Madous echoed in the sky.

All the Greeks' expressions changed drastically.

I thought Persia would withdraw after this victory, but unexpectedly, they wanted to break the city.

"It's over..."

The same thoughts arose in everyone's mind.

In front of the giant, all the city walls are vulnerable.
Chapter completed!