Melsis came over and whispered, "Davers, the Persians who were sent to the baggage camp last time, I took good care of them as you ask!"

"Is that?" Davers looked at him with a smile: "How should I thank you?"

"You are the leader, this is my duty." Mercis smiled embarrassedly, leaned closer, and said in a low voice: "In addition, Menon has nearly two Tarrant silver property stored in the baggage camp..."

The two Taranto are equivalent to sixty-five kilograms of silver, which is a huge sum of money. Menon is indeed able to make money. However, for Davers, who has just been reborn for a while, he does not have a deep understanding of Greek coins, so he does not seem surprised. He thought about it seriously and said, "Does Menon have any immediate relatives?"

Melsis kept staring at Davers. Seeing that he was not strange, he heard this again and immediately understood Davers' intention, and felt a little more admiration in his heart, and hurriedly said, "No."

"Have you ever had a will?"

"No. He never thought he would die so early."

Davers pondered for a while and sighed: "Menon created this military camp, and he also made a lot of efforts for this military camp. So let's use this money to the development of our military camp."

"Davers, you are so fair and selfless!" Melsis complimented loudly, then rubbed his hands and asked carefully: "You calculated the number of people so quickly just now. Could it be that Hades gave you some enlightenment?"

Davers had long seen that there was something in his mind, but he didn't expect it to be for this: "Of course there is!"

"Can you teach me?" Melsis begged with a look of expression.

Davers was surprised that although this fat man was still old and had such a strong desire for knowledge, and couldn't help but admire him: "Of course there is no problem."

"Great! Davers, you are the best leader!" Melsis couldn't help but hug Davers. Davers's whole body was stiff. The ancient Greek tradition of homosexuality made him always wary of excessive physical contact, but soon he realized that he was thinking too much. Melsis was just expressing his gratitude to him. Undoubtedly, this fat man also became his firm supporter.

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After everything was arranged, it was already noon. Davers thought he was late, but when he and Philicius arrived at the mercenary command tent, they found that only Kerithops and Timason were in the tent.

When Kerithops saw two people coming in, one of the young men was the one he had met at the rally before, he immediately frowned and said in a deep voice: "You are mercenaries from Menon. Which leader is the elected leader of your military camp?" As he said that, his eyes naturally looked at Phelisius.

Before Davers could speak, Phelisius turned his side, led his left hand to Davers, and said solemnly: "All our soldiers unanimously elected Davers as the new leader of our military camp!"

Kerithops and Timasong widened their eyes and looked shocked. After a while, the two looked at each other, and then Timasong questioned loudly: "We are about to go to war with the Persians, and everyone must do their best. Do you want to drag us down if your military camp elects a child who has not grown up? Do you know that war will kill people and many people will die!!"

Timasong's last sentence was said to Davers, which obviously meant to be intimidating.

Facing Timasong with a ferocious face, Davers responded without any weakness: "When the fight starts, no one will be able to drag down anyone! Fighting with the Persians, brute force alone is not enough! When I stopped Clierkus, Menon and the others, where were you? If they followed my advice, there wouldn't be such a bad situation today!"

"Of course I... have an obstacle..." Timasong was always guilty of Cliercus's capture, so he was pulled by Davers' topic and answered with insufficient confidence.

"Everyone in our military camp thought that Davers was the best candidate for the leader, and no one expressed his objection! He also entrusted me as an adjutant to assist Davers in the military affairs." Phelisius emphasized again loudly. As an old mercenary, he knew what Keritops and Timason were worried about and what he was trying to do.

Kerithops looked at Phelisius again: "Who is this?"

"Pelisius, the adjutant of Menon, the actual steward of his military camp..." Timasong said in a strange tone beside Krethops.

"Oh..." Keritops looked clear. Davers could guess what they were thinking, but he didn't want to argue, and time would prove it all.

"Other camps are still being elected fiercely, but you are choosing very quickly." Kerithops finally stood up and said with a little teasing.

Davers immediately interfered: "At this critical moment, it is better to be unified in the entire army than to be independent of their own affairs!"

Kelithops was stunned: The young new leader didn't understand other abilities, at least he was not weak in eloquence. He reluctantly saluted and said, "Welcome."

Davers replied, "I'm glad to fight with you!"

For a moment, there was no speech in the account.

More than ten minutes later, Zantiparis came in, and he replaced Socrates and became the new leader.

Then, Criano replaced Achilles and became the new leader.

The last one came in was Hironimus, who squeezed out Agarcia and replaced Proxinus to become the new leader. And the one who came with him was Davers' acquaintance Xenophon, who became Hironimus' adjutant.

Everyone was surprised by Davers' age, but fortunately it was already afternoon and time was tight.

As soon as the people arrived, Kerithops immediately said: "Everyone, let's decide the retreat route back to Greece first. My opinion is to follow the original route, go north along the Tigris River, enter Armenia, arrive at the Eukscene Sea, and then return to Ioria by boat..."

"This is the route that Tisavonis arranged for us. It was originally a conspiracy! I heard that there are many barbaric races in the north that even Persians have a headache, which is a huge threat to us!" Zantiparis raised objections.

"Then what are your suggestions? Go west?! Not to mention that the journey is longer, what is more important is that we are now in a state of war with Persia. Staying on Persian land will be more dangerous for one day. The Persians can mobilize more soldiers to siege us at any time! Since the Persians have a headache in the north, it just means that their rule over the north is not strong, and this is our opportunity! Those barbarians have no hatred with us, let alone we have a common enemy - Persia!..." Timasong talked freely, obviously he had communicated with Crithops before.

As expected, I still have to walk the north road! Davers saw Zantiparis showing an expression of approval like everyone else.

"Everyone vote. If you agree to go north, please raise your hand!" said Kerithops.

Everyone agreed to pass.

Kerithops also said: "In order to concentrate our soldiers to fight with the Persians and prevent them from being hit by excessive dispersed forces, I suggest that small mercenary camps such as Socis, Pasion and others be merged into us. Of course, this depends on the voluntary merger between the two sides."

"How to distribute military rations together? How to distribute the property they collected before?..." Hironimus asked seriously.

"It has been said that both sides are voluntarily. If he is willing to join your military camp, you can discuss it privately." Timasong said impatiently.

Annexing other small military camps?! Davers was a little interested. After all, the more troops the more likely the barracks to survive in battle will be.
Chapter completed!