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At this moment, these Greek city-states with heavy feuds were not angry at hearing the voices of hostile city-states.

Everyone's face was filled with a heartfelt smile.

The victory of a marathon is by no means a victory of anyone or any small group, but a victory of all the Greeks and the credit of all the Greeks.

It is also the glory of all Greeks.

Subsequently, the Spartan generals began to award ranks and medals.

First, the general read the names of new soldiers and soldiers. One Spartan soldiers rushed forward or walked forward with the help of his teammates. He smiled and picked up his bronze soldiers' logo and raised it high, attracting loud cheers.

Then, the Spartan Soldiers who announced their promotion to captain were fewer people this time, but the cheers were even more enthusiastic.

After that, a low-level award will be awarded, and this time the number of people will be smaller, but each award will inevitably trigger more intense cheers than before.

Military ranks are just positions, but awarding medals is more of a glory.

Su Ye keenly discovered that the cheers were also cheering everywhere, but the shouts were gradually lowering. However, Sparta's shouts not only did not decrease, but reached their peak when awarding medals.

Even Athens is not as good as Sparta, which has fewer people.

Su Ye sighed deeply.

With so many city-states, only Spartan's awards can maintain basic justice and fairness.

The voice of soldiers is the signal sent by soldiers and civilians to the nobles. Any keen nobles and generals should be aware of this signal and make changes.

Unfortunately, their greed and shortsightedness, their arrogance and ignorance ignore this signal.

Every signal is a snowflake, and it will eventually roll up a snowball.

In the eyes of the ignorant nobles, there are only a lot of snowflakes.

In the eyes of the enlightened nobles, it is just a snowball with very little danger.

In the eyes of wise men, it may be the water that nourishes the earth, or it may be the avalanche of the future.

Su Ye looked at all this with a smile.

"Please add a hundred thousand gold eagle to Euclid's funding..."

After personally experiencing the medal ceremony in the morning, after lunch, Su Ye and the Spartan team walked out of the city early.

The afternoon hot wind blew across the marathon plains.

The uneven grassland seemed to have been gnawed by herds of cattle.

I don’t know if it is the green grass covering up the traces of war or the traces of war surrounding the green grass.

Under the city wall, the magicians set up high platforms, and warriors from various city-states gathered everywhere, excitedly discussing war, military merits, medals, families, future and hope.

Su Ye turned to look at the Persian camp.

Persian generals, nobles, ace troops and high-ranking soldiers had left, and the remaining ordinary soldiers and temporarily recruited light infantry were looking here.

Each of them had such dim eyes, but they were connected, and they were shiny.

Like the waves shining by the sun, the waves sparkle.

Soon, under the leadership of General Mithayad, the Greek generals climbed to the high platform.

The cheers were deafening.

"Greece!"

"Greece!"
Chapter completed!