The Devers saw that the wound on his abdomen was huge, and they could even see the intestines inside. They knew that his chances of survival were slim, but they could not bear to give up. They said to the soldiers beside them, "Quickly send him to the medical camp of the Menon Barracks. Tell them that the Devers sent him here."
"Medical camp?"
"Oh, I know!" Someone answered, so the soldiers carried the wounded soldier and prepared to pass through the Klykus barracks and head south. The others looked at the Devers, not knowing what to do.
The Devers said anxiously to them, "Quickly inform the garrison officers of the barracks that the Persia have broken their promise and slaughtered the Greek soldiers. The leaders who went to the talks have probably been captured by the Persia. Let them gather the soldiers and prepare for battle!"
The soldiers immediately ran towards their barracks.
"Devers, what happened?!" At this moment, Xenophon rushed to the entrance of the barracks.
The Devers quickly told him what had happened.
Xenophon's expression was gloomy, and his eyes were full of regret. "I tried to persuade Proxinus before, but he didn't listen, and I didn't insist … Sigh, in that case, I'm afraid Proxinus …" Xenophon's trembling voice was choked with sobs.
The Devers nodded silently.
Xenophon looked at the Persia cavalry galloping ahead and said loudly, "We should gather the entire army immediately! Attack the Persia barracks and rescue Proxinus and the others! "
"That's not a good idea!" A strong middle-aged man walked over as he spoke. "Although the soldiers have fought with the Persia many times before, we have been living peacefully with them during this time. Now that you suddenly want to start a war with the Persia, the soldiers will find it difficult to accept it for a while, let alone besieging the Persia barracks. "
"At least we should drive away the Persia cavalry in front. Perhaps we can even rescue some of the soldiers who have gone out!" The Devers reminded.
The man glanced at him and asked, "Who are you?"
"Soldiers of the Menon Barracks, Devers."
"What to do is the job of the team officers. We don't need a soldier to guide us!" The man berated angrily.
The Devers tactfully stopped talking.
"Xenophon, go back to your barracks immediately and inform Agathia to bring his troops over immediately," he ordered.
Xenophon responded and turned to walk back. The Devers immediately followed him. After asking Xenophon, they found out that the man was the adjutant of Krykus, Timason.
The gathering speed of the Clercus barracks was very slow. The soldiers slowly came out of the tents one by one, chatting with each other while putting on their armor. Obviously, they did not know the danger they were facing. Song hurriedly stepped forward and beat and scolded them. It was not easy to gather about 500 soldiers.
Before Dyvers and Xenophon could walk out of the Krylcus barracks, the team officers of the other barracks arrived with a few soldiers. They were: Cleano from the Agias barracks, Zantiparis from the Socrates barracks, Agathia from the Proxinus barracks … The Menon barracks had the most people. Adjutant Felicius, Platoon Leader Antonius, Capus, and so on. Of course, there was also the Hilos squad among the soldiers. Their arrival gave the Devers some confidence.
After everyone met up, some of the team officers still did not know what had happened. Several platoon leaders of the Menon Barracks, led by Antonios, asked in unison to let Devers explain the situation. The reason was that he had witnessed the whole thing with his own eyes.
The officers led by Timason were surprised. Devers was just an ordinary young soldier. Why were all the officers in the Myron barracks treating him with so much respect?
Some people looked at the Devers curiously, because some of the soldiers who went back to deliver the message announced that the Devers of the Menon Barracks stopped Krylkus and the others from going to the Persia barracks for talks. The leaders did not listen to the "oracle" and suffered a disaster. Soon, everyone knew about it.
Therefore, Devers faced everyone's complicated gaze and calmly explained what happened.
The officers quickly came to an agreement: Immediately chase away the Persia cavalry in front of the barracks, so that the soldiers who had gone out could return safely.
The soldiers began to line up, and the Devers returned to Hilos's team. At this moment, Antonios, who was at the front of the line, shouted, "Devers, come to the front!"
The Devers were stunned.
Then, Capus began to shout as well.
"Go." Hilos nudged him encouragingly, and his teammates looked at him excitedly.
The Devers understood. His heart beat faster, but he did not refuse. He squeezed forward with difficulty, and the soldiers took the initiative to make way for him.
"Your position is here." Antonios pulled him to the left of Felicius, which was the front of the Menon army, and said to him seriously, "We may have to negotiate with the Persia in a while. We need your guidance!"
Antonios then said to Felicius, "Feli, take care of him for us!"
Felicius replied without hesitation, "Don't worry, leave it to me!"
Standing in the position of a phalanx commander for the first time, the Devers was both excited and a little unnatural. He turned his head to look at Felicius, who also happened to be looking at him and gave him a gentle smile in return.
Previously, the Devers had several contacts with Felicius, and through Antonios and the others, they learned some things about him. The Devers had a preliminary impression of Felicius: this forty-five-year-old Thessaly was a good man who was proficient in military affairs and did not like to fight for fame and fortune. It was easy to understand that the extremely controlling Menon would certainly not choose a similarly ambitious person to be his adjutant. After all, he often went out, made friends with Persia's dignitaries, and accepted some mercenary tasks. Someone had to preside over and deal with matters in the barracks, and after a long time, there was a danger that the soldiers would only recognize the adjutant and not him, so the good-tempered Felicius was the adjutant he had carefully chosen. At this moment, there was no doubt that the Devers had taken advantage of this, because Felicius had no objection to the young him standing in the position of commander, and his attitude was very friendly.
At the front of the barracks, the Greek mercenaries consisted of about seven hundred heavy infantry and two hundred light infantry. The heavy infantry were in front, and the light infantry were behind. As the bugle sounded, the phalanx began to move forward slowly. The Persia cavalry did not press forward, but instead retreated backward. The sounds of fighting gradually subsided, and the dust in front of them gradually dissipated. From time to time, Greek soldiers covered in dust ran back to the barracks in a sorry state, but more of their comrades and corpses were moaning on the ground. The soldiers' sorrow and fear were increasing.
"The enemy is here," Felicius said in a low voice.
A Persia team appeared in front of them, slowly walking towards them. The Devers were both nervous and excited: could it be that their first battle was about to begin?
When the two armies were about two hundred meters apart, a group of cavalry rushed out from the opposite side and came to the front of the Greek army. They shouted in Greek, "The Greeks on the opposite side, listen up! Let your generals and captains come forward and listen to the king's decree!"
There was a commotion in the Greek phalanx. The officers whispered to each other, but no one stepped forward. The tragic state of the soldiers who had just been ambushed had left a deep impression on them, and the Persia's previous behavior was alarming.
The Persia shouted again, but the Greek phalanx remained calm.
At this moment, a man walked out of the phalanx, holding a copper shield and a spear, and walked forward at a steady pace.
"Who is that?! How dare he! "
"That's the Devers of our barracks! He's the Oracle of Hades Hades! "
"Is it true?"
"Oh, he's so young!"
…
The soldiers of the various battalions discussed among themselves curiously. While the officers were still hesitating, Felicius chased after the Devers. He had promised Antonios and the others that he would ensure the Devers' safety. Xenophon also walked out of the phalanx. Even the young Devers dared to step forward, so how could he fall behind?
"They're too reckless!" Timason cursed to cover up his embarrassment and strode forward. Then, Zantiparis, Cleano, Agathia, and a dozen other officers walked forward.
The reason why Dyvers did this was not because he was not afraid of the Persian cavalry's attack, but because he knew that when the mercenary army was facing a disaster and the soldiers were panicking, only those who dared to take risks and take on responsibilities could be supported by the soldiers. They even forgot that he was young and inexperienced.
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