Although Henipolis' tone was tactful when translating, Davers still stood up his eyebrows after hearing this, and snorted heavily, and said angrily: "Go back and tell Artaxerxes that I accepted the war book he gave--"

"Your Majesty!" Alexis interrupted his speech eagerly: "You can't agree! The reason why the Persians dared to issue a letter of war must have been prepared. We cannot agree rashly. We must consider it carefully to avoid falling into their tricks!"

"Yes, your majesty!" Phyllicius also immediately advised: "Although the letter said 'there are millions of troops' must be boasting, the number of Persian troops is indeed much greater than that of us. We cannot engage in battle rashly. We should first guard the camp and then look for fighters--"

"Nonsense!" Lizalu stood up and retorted: "Although the Persian army is large, they are timid and afraid to fight; although our army is small, they advance bravely. Therefore, we should take advantage of the opportunity of the soldiers' morale to fight with the Persian army, and we should not just defend, otherwise the pressure on logistics supply will increase..."

"Lizaru is right! We go deep into the enemy's territory, and only by moving forward bravely can we achieve the final victory! Once hesitation and slow down, it will only put the entire army in trouble!..." Matonis also expressed his opinion loudly.

After a while, the entire tent became lively, which seemed to be no different from what Tribasus heard outside the tent. Dozens of generals were divided into two factions, supporting or opposing the battle, and the two sides argued endlessly, making it difficult to reach an agreement.

Tribasus saw King Dionia make a few times to stop him, but it didn't work. It was not until the guards beside him beat a drum hard that everyone stopped the noise.

Davers stood up and said with some shame and a loud voice: "Don't fight, I've decided! Persians, go back and tell your king that the decisive battle will take place in two days!"

When Tribasus walked out of the camp of Dionia, his steps were light and his mood was relaxed, because he not only completed the task assigned by the Persian king, but also successfully allowed the King of Dionia to take over the letter of war. Through this mission, he also learned about the reality of Dionia's army: they were not as good as the rumors, the soldiers were tired and tired of war, and the generals were arrogant and difficult to tame. The King of Dionia was not as strong as the rumors, and he could not even completely suppress and drive his generals...

Tribasus felt deeply that the defects revealed by the Dionian army would greatly increase the chances of victory of the Persian army. He was very pleased that he was very worthwhile to take the risk of the Dionian army camp.

He eagerly stepped onto the war horse, wishing to return to the base immediately and report his discovery here to the King of Persia, but he did not notice a smug smile on the face of Heniporis standing at the gate of the camp.

After the Persian envoys stayed away from the big tent, the big tent became lively again.

"How was my performance just now?"

"Matonis, I really didn't see it. You can be an actor in the Turiyi Theater!"

"Haha, it's a waste to be an actor. I only care whether Persians will be fooled. After all, we have urgently mobilized so many people and spent so much energy to perform this scene, which cannot be wasted!"

"I have been observing the Persian messenger just now. Every time we speak, his expression changes a little. He is likely to understand Greek, which just means that he is paying attention to the situation in our camp."

"So no matter how cunning the Persians are, they cannot escape His Majesty's plan!"

...

After the generals were talking enthusiastically for a while, Davers coughed lightly, and the whole tent suddenly became quiet. Compared with the Persian envoy was there before, it was a world of difference.

Davers looked around and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, let us discuss the strategy of a decisive battle with Persia."

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In the early morning of November 3, 364 BC (30 years of the Kingdom of Dionia), the sharp military horn suddenly rang out, and the originally quiet Dionia camp soon became lively.

"Brothers, stop sleeping in, get up quickly!" Just as the team leaders woke up their soldiers, the chefs of the baggage battalions of the various legions were already preparing breakfast for the soldiers.

When the sound of the military horn sounded, Davers immediately woke up from his sleep. When he saw the guards entering the tent, he asked the first thing he said: "What's the weather outside?"

"Your Majesty, the weather is good, there is no rain, and there is no wind."

"It's a good weather for combat!" Davers sighed.

After the Dionian army entered the Mesopotamian plain, the seasons became clear. The temperature in early autumn here was a bit low, the air was dry, there were more sunny days and fewer rainy days. These were all beneficial to the battle of the Dionian army, which was mainly heavy infantry. The only disadvantage was that the wind was frequent.

After washing up, the guards brought breakfast: a bowl of sticky oatmeal porridge, a bowl of hot bustard soup, most of the steamed sturgeon meat, two large bread with cheese...

When Henipolis entered the tent, he saw Daphs staring at the plate and said immediately: "Your Majesty, don't worry, the soldiers' breakfast is similar to yours! In order to meet your requirements, yesterday the baggage camp caught fish on the Euphrates River for a day, and the light cavalry ran north for hundreds of miles before they caught some wild animals..."

"The decision of a battle is mainly due to careful preparations before the war." Davers picked up a piece of bread and said seriously: "Today's battle may be very long. The soldiers must eat enough food to have enough physical strength to support it. Considering that the array alone may last until noon, Phyllissius had notified the baggage battalion yesterday to ask them to prepare more bread, let the soldiers take to the battlefield, and have extra meals before the battle."

"After you, your Majesty, I am more confident in winning this battle, because the Persian king cannot prepare such abundant food for his huge army like we do." Henipolis flattered him, then sat on the wooden chair next to him, hesitated for a moment, and said, "...I heard that people here prohibited the fish from catching it, saying that it is a divine object, and would anger the gods..."

"The more angry the enemy's gods are, the happier the great Hades will be." Davers said calmly, biting a large bite of fish, chewing it a few times, and spitting out the fish bones: "Have you finished breakfast?"

"It's been finished." Henipolis complained: "Your Majesty, I'm not like you. No matter how big the battle is, I can be treated as normal. I was so excited that I didn't fall asleep all night. I got up early today. Look at me, my eyes are still dark."

"You, you..." Davers smiled at the funny look he pointed at his fingers at his eyes.

After he finished his breakfast, he chatted with Heniporis for a while, and the captain of the palace guard came in and reported: "Your Majesty, the legions have begun to line up and go out of the camp."

Only then did Davers wear his armor and walk out of the tent, the guards had already brought his war horse.

This is a Lusitanian stallion, fat, strong, smooth fur, brown-yellow, and extremely tall. It keeps digging the soil with its front hooves, shaking its head and shaking its neck, as if it doesn't want to be led, but when Davers walked up to it, it immediately calmed down, lowered its head, approached Davers, and hummed in a low voice.

Davers patted his face and said with a smile: "Hi, Nicky, you're going to fight with me again."

Nicky seemed to understand, rubbed Davers' hand, then raised her head and screamed happily.

Since coming to this world, this has been the fifth war horse Davers rode and is most likely the last one.

Davers patted the horse with a little emotion, then turned over the horse, and left the inner camp under the escort of 1,000 fully armed court guards.

Dozens of people gathered at the exit. When Davers came over, someone couldn't help but shout, "Your Majesty, we have been waiting for almost half an hour. Why did you come out? The soldiers have already left the camp!"

Although the man lying in the carriage spoke a little rudely, Davers was not angry and smiled and said, "Amintas, your temper has not changed even when you are old. Don't worry, the battle will not begin without us being there."

"Your Majesty!" Hironimus, Epitianis, Giorgris, Martius and others immediately stepped forward to greet him.

Davers looked at them and asked, "Brothers, are you ready for a fight?"

Thirty years ago, Davers became the leader of the mercenary army, and after he completely won the trust of the mercenaries, he often said such things before the battle. At this moment, the veterans heard it and heard it mixed emotions. After a moment, they shouted excitedly: "Ready!!"

Davers waved his right hand forward with force: "Then let's go!"

After meeting with the veterans, the entire team passed through the spacious camp passage and quickly left the camp.

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The Dionian army did not gather together and set out again, but the various legions were led by the corps commander. After leaving their own camp, they went directly to the scheduled battlefield. Therefore, more than 20 teams marched almost side by side to the east.

Because they had just had breakfast and were not wasting their energy, the speed of each team was very slow. The soldiers were chatting and chatting in the team, and the team officials didn't prohibit it, and even took the initiative to raise topics. If they were watched by people who didn't understand the inside story, they thought they were going on an outing instead of fighting for life and death.

More than an hour later, various teams walked out of Taposacus, which was burned by the Persians and the surrounding areas, and embarked on the plains of the intertwined yellow and yellow.

After walking for a while, the commanders of the Legion sent an order: "Stop moving forward and rest on the spot!"

"Is this the place where the battle is? I don't think it's special."
Chapter completed!