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Chapter 76

"Is … is Castellón a big city?" the Asistes asked curiously.

The guide shook his head and said, "It's a small city built by the people of Sebaris. It's independent now."

Upon hearing this, the Devers looked to the south and sighed. Back then, Sebaris' sphere of influence extended as far north as Amendarra and as far south as Castellón. Such a powerful city was destroyed by Crotone, which was weaker than it! As the saying went, "Life in hardship, death in ease."

After a long time, the Devers said, "Let's go back."

After the guide left, the Devers asked the Asistes and Ledes, "Have you seen what a hound looks like when it encounters a bear?"

The two shook their heads. There were no bears in Greece. They only learned that there were such strong land animals in the world when they arrived at Dukea Mountain.

"The fur on its body will stand up, and it will show its sharp teeth. It will roar at the bear and pounce. It knows that it can't defeat the bear, so it just wants to show the bear that it's not to be trifled with …" The Devers had seen it in an online video in his previous life, so it was meaningful to say it out loud.

The Asistes were young, after all. Combining what he had seen today, he quickly responded, "Chief, are you talking about … the Lucanians of Amendarra?"

"The Lucanians of Amendarra are trying to scare us away, but they have exposed their thoughts and strength instead. I estimate that there are only about a thousand warriors in the city!" the Devers said confidently.

Ledes finally understood. He said excitedly, "Chief … Chief, are you going to lead us to attack Amendarra?!"

The Asistes' eyes widened. After all, they had attended a secret military conference before they came to Greece. They knew the real purpose of the mercenaries.

"Brothers, before we carry out any plan, we must keep it to ourselves. Don't say a word! Otherwise, if the soldiers find out and accidentally spread the news, the Turians will stop us, the Lucanians will strengthen their defenses, and other forces will ruin our plan because they will not want a foreign group to — take root — here! "" That's right, "Soran said. Do you understand?! "The Devers warned solemnly.

"Understood!!" The two of them nodded repeatedly.

"I've decided to cover my mouth when I sleep," Asistes joked.

Looking at the excited faces of the two, Devers said seriously, "Now I have a mission for you two. Ledes! "

"Here!"

"Lead your men to monitor the Lucania Camp in the west and Amendola City in the north. Report to me once a day. At the same time, try your best to understand the defenses of Amendolara. The more detailed, the better, but don't let the Lucanians in the city notice. Can you do that? "

"Yes!" Ledes gave a powerful military salute.

"Asistes!"

"Yes!"

"Secretly look for the citizens of Amendolara who escaped. Once you find them, try your best to bring them to our camp. Don't let the Turís know."

"Understood!"

… …

Burcos listened carefully to the guide's description of the two days he spent with the Devers. He was surprised by how seriously the Devers investigated the surroundings of Turís. From what he remembered, even Chryandridas of Sparta, whom the Turís regarded as a famous general, did not investigate personally like the Devers, or even face the enemy alone.

He could not help but ask, "Moras, what do you think of the Devers?"

Moras thought for a moment and said, "Master, the leader of the Devers is very kind!"

As an Egyptian slave, even though Burkos regarded him as a confidant, in the eyes of the other citizens of Turi, it was obvious that they despised him. However, he did not feel any of this from Dyvers. On the contrary, Dyvers spoke to him as an equal from beginning to end, never bossing him around.

Burcos nodded. He thought so too. Although the Devers were mercenaries, they were very cultured people.

"What else?" he asked again.

"Well … he's always thinking about questions … I can't see through him when he asks questions. He's a little mysterious," Moras continued.

Strange, Burcos had the same feeling before. He thought he was overthinking. After all, the Devers were not even twenty years old. Could this be the aura of a "Blessed"? He could not help but laugh. He did not really believe this rumor that had been circulating among the mercenaries.

"And he's very brave. He doesn't seem to be afraid of the Lucanians at all!" Moras said.

"He's someone who has seen great battles! Besides, charging at the front in battle and defending the rear when retreating is the performance of a famous general. That's what Chris Andridas did in the past. But the Devers are only nineteen years old! " Burcos said with a sigh. He thought of Archita, who he had visited with Felice in the morning. This young noble from Tarantum was also very young. When he first saw him, he was lying on the ground trying to calculate something. The rumor that he was the most talented member of the Pythagorean School of Thought might be true. Not only did this young noble from across the bay not put on any airs, but he was also gentle and polite. He even sincerely expressed that he was willing to do his best to help the Turís defeat the Lucanians.

This promise of Archita's was very precious! Before he came to Tuliyi, he had already led troops on several expeditions to repel the ferocious Mesapi who had invaded Tarantum's territory. Although he was not very talkative, it could be seen that the Tarantum soldiers treated this young commander with sincere respect. It was very similar to the mercenaries' attitude towards the Devers. These were two young men with extraordinary talents! Why didn't Turís have them? Thinking of Chris Andridas' son, Asilodoax, Burcos suddenly thought while feeling disappointed. Could he discuss with Felice to let the Devers become citizens of Turís?

… …

A few days later, the mercenary camp was built, and the soldiers could finally rest well.

Adrian and Cesta also took the opportunity to visit the Devers.

The Devers received them very warmly, and both sides had a pleasant conversation. The little conflict that had happened previously had long been forgotten. Just as the Devers said, the two mercenaries were in the same boat. Only by working together and cooperating fully could they complete the mission and live to get paid.

In fact, long before the leaders of both sides met, the soldiers of both sides had already begun to get close. On one hand, Adrianx's mercenaries were full of curiosity about the rumored Greek expeditionary army; on the other hand, both sides were mostly from the Ionian region, and could be considered as fellow countrymen. Especially in this unfamiliar place, they felt more at home. So in the end, it became Adrianx's soldiers and the Devers's soldiers building the camp together, and at the same time listening to the stories of the expeditionary army. The leaders of both sides did not stop them. Instead, they were happy to see it happen.

The Devers also reached an agreement with Adrianx's group: to build a tunnel to connect the camps of both sides, and if one side was in trouble, the other side should provide help.

In fact, both sides understood that compared to the experienced expeditionary army, there were more opportunities for problems to arise with the recruits under Adriantes' command. However, Dyvers didn't hesitate to agree. As a result, when he sent the two leaders out of the camp, Adriantes and Sesta repeatedly bowed to him with gratitude and a little bit of respect.

"Look, that is our leader, the Devers' Favored!" A soldier pointed at the Devers not far away and said proudly.

"He is the Devers? So young?" Another soldier from Adrianx's camp was a little confused.

"So what if he is young? Several generals of Persia have died in his hands. When he charges, he is like a lion. Even Sparta is afraid of him! Can't you see how respectful your leader is to the Devers? "The soldier said proudly.

At this time, another soldier interrupted, "And the leader of the Devers is very good to us soldiers! Even if you are seriously injured, he will not abandon you! I was once shot by a Persia arrow, and my whole body was burning. I thought I was going to die, but the leader of the Devers saved me from hell … "As he spoke, he even lifted his shirt to show the wound, as if it was not a scar but a medal.