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Chapter 9

The Devers moved forward in fear in the camp, which had become a little crowded, and he almost tripped several times. When he lifted the curtain and entered the tent, he was greeted by four pairs of eyes with strange expressions.

Compared to the liveliness outside, the tent was very quiet.

"Devers, Little Cyrus … he's dead!" Olivers said in a strange tone. "You guessed it, he's really dead!"

"I've already heard it from others." The Devers sat back on his "bed", feeling a little calmer.

Hilos looked at this comrade with a calm expression. As fellow villagers, they were more familiar with each other, but at this moment, he felt a sense of unfamiliarity. "Just now, Antonius came over and said, 'Little Cyrus's adjutant, Alreus, sent someone to inform us that Little Cyrus has died in battle. He's gathering the scattered soldiers and preparing to rendezvous with us. '"

"Devers, I didn't sleep well last night because of you, and I wanted to beat you up. I didn't expect you to be right! "Matonis scratched his head in embarrassment.

"What should we do next?" Giogris's words made everyone look at the Devers strangely again.

While the Devers were pondering what was going on, Olivers said impatiently, "Hurry up and say it! What oracle did Hades give you? "

The Devers looked at them in surprise. Only then did he understand why they had behaved strangely just now. It turned out that they thought he had received the blessing of Hades.

When the news of Little Cyrus's death reached Hilos and the others, they were surprised that the Devers had said the truth, so they began to talk about the Devers. After combining everyone's opinions, they were surprised to find that almost everyone thought that after the youngest comrade, who had been taken care of by them, woke up from his coma, he behaved and spoke very differently, as if he had become a different person. Although the Devers didn't speak much last night, the temperament of a modern person was naturally very different from that of an ancient person.

Therefore, they believed that the Devers must have been lucky enough to meet Hades in Hell, and with Hades' help, they were able to return to the human world. And the way he woke up was a little scary: when they found him on the battlefield, no matter how they called him, he was still unconscious, and suddenly his eyes opened wide.

When everyone was at a loss and helpless, this comrade who had received "divine help" had obviously become their life-saving straw.

The Devers were a little amused by this. In this age of ignorance, the Greeks were not so superstitious as the people of Persia, and every aspect of their lives was intimately connected with the Greek gods. However, Devers didn't dare to admit it because he only knew that there was such a historical event, but he didn't know the details.

"What oracle! I just like to think about the worst so that I can be prepared when I encounter danger. "

What do you mean by always thinking the worst! Don't we know what kind of person you were? A silly boy who only knew how to fight actually knew how to think! What else could it be if it wasn't God's blessing? Otherwise, how could the tone of his speech have changed! It seemed that Hades had asked him to keep the secret?! The four of them looked at each other knowingly. Since childhood, they had been influenced by the stories of the gods told by their parents every day, so they knew that the gods were fickle and had many complicated taboos. For safety reasons, they didn't ask any more questions, but just looked at him expectantly.

This look was very similar to the look in the Devers's eyes when he was a village official and the poor villagers hoped that a university student like him could change the face of the mountain village. But I don't know what to do, just like you guys. The Devers sighed in his heart. Suddenly, he thought of something and asked, "Do you know Xenophon?"

The four of them shook their heads.

"You mean Xenophon can help us?" Olivers couldn't help but ask.

The Devers smiled and didn't say anything. However, he felt a little strange. Since the Internet said that Xenophon had led this retreat and even wrote a book, how could no one have heard of him? No matter what, he should be a mercenary leader!

"Where is Xenophon from? Is he in our team? "Hilos asked.

"He … probably. He … should be from Athens. " The Devers knew about Xenophon's birthplace. After all, Xenophon was an ancient Western writer, military strategist, and a disciple of Socrates.

"When I have time, I'll ask people in the other camps," Hilos said solemnly.

"Don't let it be Krylkus! Otherwise, there's no way to find him! "Giogris said. The relationship between the two leaders, Krylkus and Menon, was very bad, so the mercenaries under them also hated each other.

"It's just a fight! Let's fight! We Thessaly people aren't afraid of these bastards from Kersonis! "Matonis said a little excitedly.

"Who are you going to fight?" The curtain was opened and a man got in. It was Antonius.

Through the memory of this body, the Devers knew that this was their platoon leader. However, he was a mercenary after all. Except during battle, he had no authority. The people in the tent were still sitting and lying down. No one stood up to salute.

"We're joking," Hilos said.

"It's a mess outside. You can still joke here, not bad! Not bad! "Antonius said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

He looked at the people in the tent and then said to Hilos, "Menon asked me to tell you platoon leaders to comfort your brothers. Cyrus the Younger died in an accident, and his troops are still here, so our strength and Persia's weakness have not changed. When we meet with Cyrus the Younger's adjutant, Alreus, tomorrow, we will have at least thirty thousand people! At that time, we will defeat the king of Persia! Haha, there will be many benefits! Maybe we will … we will support a new king of Persia! "

Satisfied with the surprised expressions of the people, Antonius was about to turn and leave the tent when he was stopped by Hilos. "It's okay to comfort the brothers, but you have to let them eat! Since last night, everyone has only eaten a little raw horse meat, and they're still hungry! But there's no news from Mersis at all. If there's no food, I can't guarantee that something will happen! "

"That's right! That's right! If there's no food, we'll quit! "The crowd took the opportunity to shout.

Antonius patted his stomach awkwardly and said, "My stomach is growling with hunger too. Now, the entire camp is short of food. Menon is urging Mersis to think of a solution, while he went to find Proxinus himself. I heard that his camp suffered less damage yesterday. Even if food comes, there won't be much if it's distributed to everyone. Let's just bear with it for a day! "Antonius said and hurried out of the tent.

Hilos sighed and said to everyone, "I'll go take a look at the other tent." Then he followed. As a platoon leader, he was in charge of nine people, and five of his men lived in adjacent tents.

He had been struggling with the matters of his previous life and hadn't realized that he hadn't eaten. After hearing everyone's ruckus, the Devers' stomachs began to growl.