"Let's go!!" Hilos pulled him back, and as he took the lead, the soldiers immediately retreated.

The Persian cavalry held their bows and rushed over again. Several of them raised Mitradat's body, and the rest chased the Greek soldiers. This time, they learned their lesson, divided them into two strands, and detoured towards the sides of Davers and the others.

"Be careful of the bow and arrow!" Hilos shouted, waved his hand to let the soldiers disperse.

Davers, who was inexperienced in the center of the team, hesitated for a moment and was knocked down from behind, and then a painful humming sounded.

"Olivers!" Davers recognized him from his distorted face due to pain, but there was no time to think about it. Martonis next to him, Giogris quickly pulled them and ran forward in the curve.

"Swoosh! Swoosh!..." More than ten arrows flew up again, and two screams sounded one after another.

At this time, the team that was supporting had arrived. The light infantry column running in front threw javelins at the Persian cavalry, then held up leather shields, and continued to charge forward. The heavy infantry that arrived then raised shields to form a shield wall to block the arrows that were shooting.

The Persian cavalry, with only more than twenty men, dared not fight and quickly fled with Mitradat's body.

Only then did Davers have the chance to check Oliver's injury.

When Oliver saw Davers coming, he broke away from Giogris's support.

"Chief...I...I--" Before he could finish speaking, Davers gave him a powerful hug: "Good brother, thank you!!"

Hearing this, Oliverus's face that had been gloomy recently showed a smile, and he relaxed, and then the pain came: "Ouch!" he shouted.

Davers thought he had touched his wound and hurriedly let go.

"Hey, Oliverus, fortunately you were shot in the butt. If you were shot in the front, you wouldn't know what the scream would be like!" Martonis mocked.

"Damn Martonis, you are brave. Next time you can try an arrow!" Oliverus touched the arrow on his butt with one hand and retorted.

The noise returned to Hilos's squad.

In addition to Olivers, another soldier was shot in the thigh and the other was shot in the back, but he was only injured by flesh due to his thick breastplate.

"Giogris, send Olivers and the others to Helps, please make sure to treat him well!" Davers said, patting Olivers on the shoulder: "Get well treated and come back soon to fight with us!"

"Yes, leader!" Olivers replied loudly.

"Excellent raid! I didn't expect you to succeed. We were all worried about you just now!"

"Yes, you killed Mitradat, which can be regarded as avenging some of Menon and the others. The entire mercenary should thank you!"

"Before, Timasong and the others said we were crazy and chose the leader randomly. What do they say this time?"

Phelisius, Antonios, Capps and other squadron leaders came together to congratulate Davers, and Amintas saluted him directly.

The clever Ascestes brought the horse and asked Davers to get on the horse.

The soldiers consciously gave up a passage, shouted for victory, and welcomed him back to his own formation...

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"What did you say?! Davers killed Mitradat?!" After hearing the messenger's words, Timasong looked incredible: "It's a war time, and it's a punishment to spread the news randomly!"

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"Davs killed Mitradat!" Xenophon exclaimed: "He came up with a bold plan, but it actually succeeded!"

"That's great!" Hironimus breathed a long sigh and said hatefully: "I think anyone else wants to escape this time! If the Persians die, they will definitely vent their anger on those deserters!"

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After listening to Thormid's story carefully, Kerithops listened carefully to Thormid's story. Although he didn't like the young man very much, he had to admit that he did a good job this time, and it could even be said that he saved the entire army. Because he knew very well that the military discipline was scattered and the slack management was not afraid of the enemy's attack. The more fierce the enemy's attack, the more united the mercenaries would be. On the contrary, Mitradat's method would destroy the soldiers' fighting spirit and collapse the entire team.

Thinking of this, he smiled and said loudly to Thormid: "Please go and say to Chief Davers on my behalf, thank him for his efforts for the entire army! He reminded him that the enemy's attack may come soon."

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"What?! Mitradat is dead?!" Ariros couldn't believe his ears.

"Yes, General, his body is outside the tent!" said the guard.

Aliros hurriedly walked out of the tent, followed by a confidant sent by Artauzus and Tisavones.

Mitradat's body had been simply treated, but it was still terrible. There were four or five traumas on his body, and a blood hole as big as a fist in his neck was still bleeding out.

Arrius bent down and was about to check carefully. Artauzus couldn't help but shout at the Persian cavalry who had escaped, "Who did it?! Who did it?!"

"It's...Menon's soldiers, they..." The Persian cavalry stammered and described the entire process.

"A group of idiots! They were actually defeated by the waste men of Menon! You did not protect Mitradat, each of them was subjected to the military law of thirty whips, and then they were punished to be servants of the baggage camp." Altaozus roared angrily.

"General, please spare me! General, please spare me!!" The Persian cavalry kowtowed and begged for mercy.

Although Aliros was a pity that these Greek-savvy cavalrymen had no intention of changing to stop Altaozus. He instructed the guards to take the cavalrymen down, and then said, "Take a few escaped Greeks, I want to ask in detail."

"What else do you want to ask! Kill them all! Then lead the army to attack the Greek barbarians!" Altaozus shouted impatiently.

"After Cliercus and others were captured by us, the mercenaries must have chosen a new leader. We must first understand who they are before we can take the next step." Aliruz persuaded patiently.

"If you want to ask, I will avenge Mitradat first!" Altaozus left angrily.

Ariros shrugged at Tisavone's confidant. In name, he was the commander of the army after Cyrus' death. In fact, Mitradat and Altaozus each had an army, and they were friends. The open and secret confrontation of Ariros often caused Ariros to be constrained. Now, Mitradat died in battle, Ariros was actually secretly happy. Compared with the sleek Mitradat, Altaozus was much easier to deal with...

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Although Altaozus was impulsive in his work, he was not confused when fighting. He knew that Persian infantry could not fight against Greek heavy infantry, so he only selected two hundred archers and two hundred archers, so he hurriedly led them to chase the Greek army in the direction of the marching of the Greek army.

Because Altaozus' army was either light cavalry or archers, it was very mobile. In the afternoon, the huge Greeks' queue entered his sight.

"Order the troops to spread out in the shape of a goose, and quickly push them up!" Altaozus' eyes were blazing with a bloodthirsty cold light, and he excitedly issued an order.

The Persian army was facing Criano's rear guard. They had long expected the Persians to come again. Seeing that there were not many enemies, they thought they were ready to shout like last time, so although they were on guard, they did not take it too seriously.

But the Persians quickly unfolded and approached quickly, and the distance was less than a hundred meters in the blink of an eye.

Krien Norton felt bad and shouted anxiously: "Prepare for defense!"

As soon as the words were finished, the Persian arrows had already hit, and most of them hit the soldiers' shields like raindrops. Because the Greek soldiers were closely lined up and the light and heavy infantry were next to each other, some people were immediately injured, mainly light infantry.

"Scatter the formation and the heavy infantry rushed forward!" Kriano finished the order anxiously.

The arrows attacked again, and someone screamed and fell down. At this time, the team was a little confused, especially the baggage battalion behind him. The guards and servants hurriedly pulled the neighing cattle and horses and ran to the north, away from the rear guards to avoid causing harm to the fish.

Three heavy infantry squadrons rushed over with round shields in the rain of arrows.
Chapter completed!