The Greeks were sparsely populated and their morale was poor, but good combat skills and reliable weapons and equipment increased lethality.

The battle soon entered the normal state of the Hippolar war. The Persian side reduced a lot of personnel, while the Greeks became more and more braver as they fought.

However, the Persian generals didn't care, and Xerxes didn't care even more.

He sat on the Baixiang Palace, slowly eating strange fruits, and was rubbed by the maid's shoulders and back, looking relaxed and comfortable.

However, his eyes were staring at the battlefield, observing carefully like an eagle.

Although his eyes changed from battle, he even occasionally called people to come over to command the battle.

Every time he adjusted his command, the Greeks' casualties suddenly increased and they had to retreat a little.

The people on the walls of Proguan discovered this scene.

"I am worthy of being the King of Warriors Xerxes. Although I am proud and arrogant, I am not inferior to my general in terms of personal combat or strategic command." Mitayard sighed.

"Indeed, at the beginning we obviously had the upper hand, and we had 150,000 people, enough to fight for 500,000 of them! But with Xerxes here, we slowly fell into a disadvantage."

"He can always discover the weaknesses of our formation and mobilize superior forces to attack. These are by no means what his divine bloodline can give him. I have to say that no one's success is accidental."

Everyone discussed and discussed countermeasures.

The generals of both sides started the game with the battlefield as a chessboard.

The battle continued, and an hour later, Xerxes suddenly kicked the maid away and overturned the fruit plate.

Then he looked up suddenly at Miteyad on Prov.

Mitayard smiled and looked back.

"It seems that he has discovered our tactics, dragging the Immortal Army and the Light Infantry as much as possible. Now, the Persians' damage is beyond the limit he can bear." Su Ye said, turning his head to look at Medels, "Let them prepare for it."

"yes!"

Although he was clearly the commander of the legion, Medels rode the magic horse on the city wall like a subordinate and returned to the cavalry legion along the slope.
Chapter completed!