Chapter 65
In the end, Creander agreed to the mercenaries' request to bring weapons into the city. The Devers didn't ask the soldiers to wrap their weapons in cloth; the key to opening the city gate was the half piece of Talient silver that Burcos gave to Creander. After the Devers learned the truth, they couldn't help but exclaim, "Even the simple Sparta people are accepting bribes!"
On the morning of the second day, the leaders, commanders, and soldiers of the mercenary camps all came to see off the mercenaries who were about to leave.
As comrades who fought together for a year, not only the soldiers but also the commanders and commanders all gave their sincere blessings. Even Timason, who didn't like the Devers in the beginning, gave the Devers a big hug and said, "If I were a few years younger, I would go to Greece with you as well."
"You are not old now," the Devers laughed.
Timason pointed at his chest and said, "I am old here, and I just want to go home! Anyway, I hope you can come back alive! Also … "Timason took a deep breath and said in a low voice," Thank you for the great help you gave us. If it weren't for you, more of us would have died! "
"This is the result of all of our hard work! It is my honor to fight with you! "the Devers said humbly.
"It should be my honor. May Zeus bless you on your journey!" Timason said sincerely.
"You too! I hope we can meet again! "the Devers waved at him and said goodbye.
… …
After Timason, Creander, and Zantiparis led their soldiers and retreated for a few hundred meters, the gate of Byzantine opened, and the Devers led the mercenaries into the city.
Zantiparis sighed and said, "Time flies, and it is finally time to say goodbye! It feels like it was yesterday when the Devers' elected leader came up to the stage and gave a speech! "
Zantiparis' words made the other leaders sad. After fighting side by side for more than half a year, they finally had to go their separate ways.
They quietly looked at the city from afar until the gate closed.
At this time, Head Minister Tormid asked, "Do you guys think that the Devers are the God's Favorites of Hades?"
"If not, then he is a very capable leader. But such a powerful leader, and so young, have you seen him before? " Timason asked. He would rather admit that the Devers were God's Chosen than admit that the Devers were stronger than them.
Crisano, Zanti, and Paris shook their heads.
"I think when Chrysops finds out that the Devers have gone to Greece, he'll probably be very regretful. You've all seen it for yourselves. Kelethorpes clearly wanted the Devers to be guests of Sparta, and before he left, he asked Annakisis to take care of them. Unfortunately, Anacossis has underestimated this young man, and the Devers would rather go to Greece than Sparta, "Creano said gloatingly.
"No one likes Sparta. They're too domineering!" Timason's words resonated with everyone.
"But why did Hieronymus choose to go to Greece?" Tormid asked.
"It's because of that guy from Athens!" Timason raised his eyebrows. "The soldiers in Sinopol elected a new leader, and Hieronymus lost his position. Instead, that talkative Serofen took the position. Maybe he wants to leave this place and go to Greece to prove himself. "
"It's good not to be the leader. At least we don't have so much to worry about. But soon, we will be able to go home easily! "Zanti and Paris said, and the others also sighed.
Perhaps they realized that the gathering was about to end, the four of them saluted solemnly. Then, they turned their horses around and galloped back to their own camps.
… …
The fully-armored Sparta soldiers stood on both sides of the street. Under their watchful eyes, the Devers walked toward the port.
The mercenaries tried their best not to look at the Sparta soldiers and the Byzantine citizens behind them. Instead, they looked straight ahead and walked forward in a calm manner.
"Damn mercenaries! F * ck off!" A Byzantine citizen suddenly roared and threw a rotten date at the Devers in the front. This instantly broke the silence.
"Get out of Byzantine!"
"Bandits!"
"Thieves!"
"God will punish you! You will die a horrible death!"
…
The Byzantine citizens cursed and threw things at the mercenaries who were walking in the middle of the street.
Although the Devers predicted this and warned the mercenaries, they still felt a sense of danger. At this moment, he sensed danger. He covered his head with one hand and shouted anxiously, "Asistes, take your messengers and tell every officer to strictly control their soldiers. Don't let them leave the team!"
The Devers's order came at the right time. Some of the new mercenaries got angry. If it weren't for the fully-armored Sparta soldiers on the side of the street, they would have charged forward and started fighting with the Byzantine citizens.
The commanders ran up and down to stop them from making mistakes. The Devers also ordered, "Everyone, run!"
…
Creander stood on the roof of his mansion and looked down at the mercenaries. He was surprised to see that these undisciplined mercenaries were able to control themselves and didn't get into conflicts with the citizens of Byzantine. His plan to confiscate the weapons of these mercenaries failed, and he couldn't help but feel surprised.
"Who is the leader of this group of mercenaries?" he asked casually.
"I think he is called … … Devers," the adjutant thought about it and answered.
"Devers?" Creander felt like this name was familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it before. "The mercenaries he is leading are not bad."
"Sir, should we stop them?"
"Forget it." Creander waved his hand. The reason why he came up with this plan after accepting the bribes from the Turchí merchants was that once a conflict broke out, he would be able to take away the weapons of the mercenaries and shut their mouths.
The mercenaries endured the humiliation, suppressed their anger, and sped up. They wished that they could get to the port in a few steps.
After the mercenaries and slave women got on the ships, everything was arranged, and the fleet of 57 merchant ships left the port of Byzantine, the soldiers started to curse. Even the good-tempered Asistes couldn't help but shout, "Byzantines, one day – one day, I will return this humiliation!"
Devers didn't care about how the soldiers vented their anger. He quietly stood at the back of the ship and watched as the city of Byzantine disappeared into the horizon … …
After the fleet entered the Sea of Marmara, they turned around and headed south. However, they were stopped by more than a dozen Sparta battleships on the way.
Burkos had no choice but to move his ship over and personally board the Spartan flagship to ask the Spartans to let them pass.
After a while, he asked his subordinates to carry a big box onto the battleship.
After about an hour, he and his subordinates returned to the ship. He let out a long breath and ordered, "We can go now."
"What is going on?" Devers asked curiously.
"The Spartans are now in control of this strait. Any large fleet that passes through here will be inspected by them, especially since I hired you guys from the Byzantine Empire," Burkos said as he took the cup of water from his subordinate.
"Why?" Devers was even more curious.
"Ever since Sparta defeated Athens and controlled the Aegean Sea, there was a rule that states that if they want to hire soldiers in Sparta's territory, they must get permission from Sparta. Byzantine is now occupied by Sparta, so it belongs to Sparta's territory as well. In the past, in Greater Greece, only Dionysius of Syracuse was allowed by Sparta to hire soldiers in Sparta for a long time, or even in Sparta itself. "
"Dionysius?"
"A tyrant and dictator of Syracuse!" Burkos said in disgust. It was obvious that he didn't have a good impression of Dionysius. However, the Devers remembered this name.
"Fortunately, this is a special situation. I managed to convince the Elder Council of Sparta to issue a permit to hire soldiers." Burkos sipped some water and sighed, "Even so, I still had to spend half of Taranto to clear the channel. Sigh … Why are the generals of Sparta so greedy now? "
He looked at the Devers and said, "I hope your performance on the battlefield will prove that my investment was worth it!"
"You will see!" Devers said seriously.
At this time, someone on the opposite battleship shouted, "Devers! Devers! "
Note: At this chapter, the story of the Devers in Persia finally came to an end. Did he have any contact with the mercenary leaders like Timazon and Cleano, as well as the governor of Persia, Tisaverns, and Orontas?
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