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Chapter 42 Nostalgia for the Ancient Capital

When several leaders rushed to Davers to meet, they couldn't help but feel numb when they saw the tragic phenomenon in the canyon. When they looked at Davers, they couldn't help but feel a little more awe, just as Xenophon said: "...Davers...you...you are worthy of...Hades...the gods!"

Davers was also in a state of ease. He kept comforting himself in his heart: This is war! This is war!

"What should we do with these Persians?" He saw that the soldiers were confiscating the weapons and armor of the surrendered soldiers, and suddenly felt a little soft-hearted and asked Kerithops.

Kerithops's answer was extremely cold: "When they have confiscated their weapons and armor, they will cut off their tendons and leg tendons, stab their thighs, and then put them back to give Tissaffenis a headache.

Davers was silent, and of course he understood the intention of Kerithops's doing so: the mercenaries had no extra food or extra staff to take care of them, and Tissaffony had to give out their hands to take care of the injured Persians, and the number of soldiers attacking them was naturally reduced.

"Davs, you're doing a great job!" Kerithops looked around and said, "I think the Persians will scare them out of their courage when they see this!"

As Davers led his troops out of the canyon, the soldiers along the way cheered the bloody and heard the greatest joy of cheers to them, who had led a few people to block the path of the Persians, which led to the mercenaries' perfect victory.

The young Davers won the recognition of all the soldiers with his practical actions.

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In the afternoon, the army of Tissaffonyis arrived at the canyon.

When Tissaffenis saw the tragic phenomenon in the canyon and the wounded soldiers who were lying all over the ground, struggling and wailing, he angrily threw his helmet to the ground, and then sent a small number of trusted troops to deal with the aftermath. Other troops prohibited entry into the canyon, but bypassed the peaks and took other roads.

Ariros, who followed Tissaffenis, remained silent. He did not see the body of Artauzus, but he must be among countless piles of corpses. In the past three days, two generals who fought for power with him died in battle one after another. At this moment, he did not feel a trace of joy, but instead felt a feeling of cold lips and teeth...

In this battle, more than 3,000 Persians died and more than 3,000 injured, and none escaped; casualties in Greek mercenaries were negligible.

Perhaps, he was really shocked by Kerithops, and the Persians were scared and did not appear again for several days. This allowed the Greek mercenaries to plunder and march all the way, reaching a city next to the Tigris River - Larissa.

This is a magnificent city. The lower half of its wall is made of stone, and the upper half is made of earth bricks. The wall is about thirty meters high, about eight meters wide, and a circumference of about ten miles. Such a towering city wall made the Greek mercenaries completely uninterested in their interest in attacking it. Moreover, compared with the cities we encountered on the banks of the Tigris River, this city has few pedestrians, and most of the fields and villages outside the city are deserted, which looks a bit desolate.

"Larissa, it is said that its former name was Kara. It was originally a great city in the Assyrian period and was later taken away by the Medes. The great King Cyrus defeated Medes, but he never failed to break through the city. In the end, it was Mithra, the sun god, who used dark clouds to cover the light of Kara City, making its day as dark as night. The residents of Kara City panic, thinking that God had abandoned them, so they abandoned the city and fled, and King Cyrus seized the city..." said Marigi.

Since Davers learned from Kerithops the importance of "understanding the terrain" to a general in command, he has taken Mariji as a guide and accompanied him. As the adjutant of Hironimus, Xenophon was full of things and could no longer come and talk and chat with Davers as before. As a merchant, Mariji was not only familiar with the surrounding terrain, but also knew some historical anecdotes of the Mesopotamia, which added a lot of fun to Davers' tense and tired march.

"Hey, you Persia have the sun god, and we also have Apollo. Who is more powerful?" said Matonis in the guard suddenly.

Marigi, beside Davers, glanced back and said disdainfully: "Mitra is the master of nature, ensuring abundant plants and trees, fertile land, and people living and working in peace and contentment, so they are worshipped by all things! It is not comparable to a mere little god!"

"What did you say?! How dare you insult Apollo!!" Matonis wanted to go up and beat Marigi up, but was pulled by Hilos.

Marigi was so scared that she hid behind Davers, but Davers sternly said to him: "Matonis's problem does not offend you, but you insulted the gods respected by us Greeks! If you don't apologize immediately, I will not stop them from revenge in anger on you!" Did the Persian feel a little bit of a headache for him? It's time to teach him a lesson?

Mariji turned around and saw an angry fire in the eyes of the soldiers. He knew that if it weren't for Davers, he would have been torn to pieces. As a businessman, Tongda's loyalty was his nature. He quickly bent down, apologized sincerely, and even slapped himself in the face.

Seeing Marigi get forgiveness, Davers asked the question he had been puzzled before: "Why does this city look so desolate?"

Marigi covered his red cheeks with one hand and said vaguely: "Because the residents here are mainly Medites." After saying that, he kept silent.

Davers thought about it carefully and suddenly realized: "The Persian royal court did not pay attention to this area because it was the core area of ​​Medes and Assyria in the past. I was afraid that their old fire would rekindle and even adopt a suppression policy, right?"

Seeing Marigi looking at him in surprise, Davers couldn't help but say proudly: "Let me guess what methods have I used again. For example, I often draw people here to join the army and fight? Issues higher taxes?..."

"Captain Davers, if you are really the kind of god-loving person you are talking about, you are indeed completely different from your subordinates who only have muscles and no mind!" Mariji looked up at Davers on the horse in admiration. Because he suffered a loss just now, he whispered: "If you are a Persian and a Persian official, you will probably be able to develop well!"

Davers smiled and said, "Although Persia is a great power, it's a pity that I don't like it."

"Because you are Greek?"

Davers did not answer. He looked at Larissa not far away and was stunned: Is he a Greek? Apart from this body, his soul, and his thoughts, he still thinks that he is a Chinese from the bottom of his heart. Greek traditions and culture cannot assimilate a visitor from the 21st century, and cannot even have any impact on him. It is just that the helplessness of reality and sincere comrades in his hands made him identify with this group. Don’t look at his usual words “What are we Greeks…” and that is just fooling these Greeks, boosting morale and highlighting the status of his leader. In a word, in order to survive! Therefore, if Persia is superior to Greece and extends an olive branch to him, he will surrender without hesitation, but he looks down on Persia, because the political system of most Greek city-states is more like the countries in the 21st century, and even Athens is more democratic than modern society. This has a natural sense of intimacy for modern people who advocate freedom...

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The next day, they marched to Mespora.

"This is the capital of the Assyrian kingdom in the past - Nineveh. It is said that Medea, the wife of the last King of Medes, took refuge in this city after we Persians seized the Kingdom of the Medes. The great King of Cyrus led his army to besiege this city. Because this was the last castle of the Medes, it had not been captured for a long time. The war god Bahram, among the gods, saw that there were too many deaths and injuries in the Persians, so he let out a shocking thunder, shocking the whole city, and was conquered..." Mariji was still the leader and "commentator".

"Haha, the Persian god is really good, and he helps in the fight." Martonis mocked him later. After yesterday's lesson, Marigi ignored him.

Davers looked at this city, also located on the banks of the Tigris River. The capital of the former Assyrian kingdom was about seventeen meters high. Kara was already a majestic city, but it seemed to be only one-third of that of Nineveh. You can imagine the strength and prosperity of the Assyrian kingdom when it was established with military swept across the Western kingdoms! At this time, the capital was already deserted and broken, with wild grass growing on the walls and countless thorn bushes swaying in the river breeze, as if telling its current desolation.
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