"The king's army is coming! The king's army is coming!!" A scout cavalry rushed from a distance at a speed, shouting repeatedly in Persian and Greek.

The soldiers who were about to stop and rest became turbulent.

"Patticias, are you saying true? Artaxerxes is really here?!" Seeing the cavalry who had just jumped off his horse, Cyrus couldn't wait to ask immediately.

"Yes, Your Highness the Prince. Artaxerxes is here! Artaxes is here too! And that... the damn Tisavonis is here too!!" Patichias gasped and said in a hoarse voice.

"Very good, my friend! Very good! He is finally here!!" Little Cyrus jumped off the horse excitedly, and while asking the servant to put on his breastplate, he shouted to his adjutant Aliros: "Notify the entire army and prepare for battle!!"

"Yes, Your Highness!" Aliros hurriedly called out the messenger: "Immediately notify the Greeks and quickly line up on our right wing! Get ready for battle!"

The commander rushed away.

Aliros called on all Persian generals. Little Cyrus asked them to lead the soldiers to spread on their left wing, and he led the eight hundred cavalry in the center.

The careful Altapates asked: "How many enemies are there?"

"About 60,000... or 80,000..." Particias recalled the scene he saw, with a little more fear on his face.

"So many people!" the attendants exclaimed, showing fear.

"Haha! Are you scared? My friend." Little Cyrus stepped forward and gave Patticias a powerful hug, not disgusting his body covered in dust and sweat. Then, he turned around and shouted to the surroundings: "Friends, are you scared?"

The followers of Little Cyrus and the guards of course expressed their courage.

"Even if Artaxerxes has many soldiers, he is still the timid Artaxerxes! Don't forget that a beagle can scare him to pee!" Little Cyrus' vulgar words made a burst of laughter around him.

"And I have you! And my army! We defeated the powerful Athens together! That Athens that once defeated our Persia many times!" Every time Cyrus's eyes swept across someone, the man straightened his chest.

"We also have the brave Greeks! They fought side by side with us!" Little Cyrus looked to the right - where the Greek heavy infantry began to line up slowly. Seeing this, he was full of confidence: "We are irresistible! We are invincible!!"

"Wansheng!" Altapates shouted first, and then everyone rushed to shout: "Wansheng!!"

Faced with the rising morale, Cyrus raised his right hand: "Friends! Warriors! After this victory, I swear to the Supreme God Mazda that I will do my best to repay your friendship and dedication!!"

"Cyrus, thegreat!!" Someone shouted. Then, like a mountain torrent, the shouts were like a tide.

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"Hey, Matonis. Is there something wrong?" Davers couldn't help but pat the warrior in front of him on the shoulder again.

"How many times have you asked! No! No!" Martonis used his empty left hand to wipe his sweat-covered neck and shouted irritably: "Why haven't the enemy come yet? The sun has reached the middle of the sky! If I wait any longer, I will be scorched by its flames!"

"Matonis, even if your meat is roasted, I don't want to smell it. During this period, I want to vomit when I eat meat." A soldier next to him said with a slick mouth, which caused the soldiers to laugh.

"Shut up! Olivers, you lustful guy, if you want me to stuff your hands into your mouth and let you taste the taste of your own flesh, you can continue!" Martonis waved his strong arms and threatened fiercely.

"Oh, I'm so scared!" Oliverus pretended to be very scared, which caused everyone to burst into laughter.

"Stand all, stop making trouble! Menon is here!" As soon as Hilos finished speaking, a sharp voice came: "Boys, what do you think this is? Do you have a banquet table in your house?"

A warrior with a well-proportioned figure and a red hat tassel on his helmet stood in front of the square, pointing at them and scolding: "This is the battlefield! If you don't do your best, then Hades will be happy to visit you!"

"Menon with a bad mouth!" someone shouted in the team.

"Who said it?! Stand up for me!!!" Everyone laughed, gloatingly watching Mei Long jumping in front of him, shouting in anger.

At this time, someone shouted loudly: "Look, look ahead!!!"

The soldiers then looked ahead. Soon, the smile on their faces was quickly replaced by horror.

The smoke and dust rose at the end of the sight, covering the hills, trees and houses, and were covered in gray.

After a while, a thin black line dripped out of smoke and dust, and began to stretch to both sides, gradually becoming thicker...

After a while, when the soldiers could barely see the outline of the enemy, countless lights began to shine in the dazzling sunlight.

The cold light emitted by armor, spear, shield... is like the boundless Milky Way in the night sky; footsteps, shouts, and horse neighing gather into rolling waves, even the earth is trembling at it, let alone human legs.

Just when Olivers felt that he was about to fall, he heard Hilos shouting: "Prepare for the fight!"

"Prepare for the fight!!"

"Prepare for the fight!!!"

Greek mercenary soldiers put on their helmets, took off the round shield hanging on their left shoulder, held spears in their hands, and began to hit the shield.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!..." The huge noise made Olivers and other soldiers realize that they were also in powerful power, and their mood gradually calmed down.

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The army of the Persian king was still advancing slowly and orderly: the hobs and carriages were at the front, followed by the archers without armor, followed by the light cavalry, and the last were the infantry with long shields and the infantry with guns, spears and vines. The heavy armored cavalry was divided into two parts, partly saniting the Persian king; partly deployed on the far left wing of the military formation...

The vast Persian army was like thick clouds in the sky before the storm, slowly pressing down, suffocating.

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At this moment, Cyrus, a few followers, galloped along the military formation, left and right, giving instructions to each Greek mercenary leader...

With the constant cheers, he had reached the far right end of the Greek array, and could even see the roaring Euphrates River not far away.

"Salute to you, Your Highness!" Clearcus saluted.
Chapter completed!