Davers walked in a panic in a panic, which had become a little crowded, and almost tripped several times. When he lifted the curtain and entered the tent, he was greeted by four pairs of strange-looking eyes.

Compared to the bustling outside, the tent is quiet.

"Davers, Cyrus, little...he's dead!" Orivers said in a strange tone: "You guessed that he's really dead!"

"I've heard from others." Davers sat back on his "bed" and felt a little calmer.

Hilos looked at this calm-looking comrade-in-arms, as a fellow villager living in a village, and was familiar with each other, but at this moment he gave him a sense of strangeness: "Justice Antonios came over and said, 'Ariros, the adjutant of Little Cyrus, sent someone to inform us that Little Cyrus had died in battle. He was recruiting the broken soldiers and preparing to meet with us'."

"Davs, you made me not sleep well last night, and I wanted to beat you up. I didn't expect you to be right!" Martonis scratched his head embarrassedly.

"What should we do next?" Giogris's words made everyone's eyes look at Davers strange again.

Davers was thinking about what was going on, and Olivers was already impatiently saying, "Tell me quickly! What oracle did Hadith give you?"

Davers looked at them in surprise. Only then did he understand why they were acting strangely just now. It turned out that he thought he had received the favor of Hades, the Pluto.

When the news of Cyrus' death reached Hilos and the others, they were surprised that the facts were explained by Davers, so they began to talk about Davers. After synthesising everyone's opinions, they were surprised to find that almost everyone thought that this youngest companion who had been caring for them had woken up from a coma, it was very different from his original behavior and speech, as if he had become a different person (although Davers didn't speak much last night, the temperament of a modern person in every move was naturally very different from that of an ancient person).

Therefore, they thought that Davers must have met Hades from hell fortunately and received the help of Pluto to return to the world. Moreover, his way of awakening was a bit scary: when they found him on the battlefield, how did they call him? He was still unconscious and suddenly opened his eyes wide.

When everyone was confused and helpless, this comrade-in-arms who received "God's help" obviously became their life-saving straw.

Davers felt a little funny to get such a special encounter. In this ignorant era, the Greeks did not regard God as supreme as the Persians, but they were also very superstitious. All aspects of life were closely related to the Greek gods. But Davers did not dare to nod and admit it because he only knew that there was such a historical event, but he did not know the detailed process.

"What oracle! I just love to think about the worst in everything, so that I can expect to be prepared when I encounter danger."

Think about the bad things! What kind of person did you have before? Don’t we know? A fool who only knows how to fight and fight actually knows thinking! It’s not that he is favored by God! Otherwise, why would even the taste of speaking change? It seems that Hades asked him to keep the secret?! The four of them looked at each other knowingly, and since childhood, they have been influenced by their parents’ daily stories about the gods, so that they know that the gods are indomitable and have many complex taboos. For safety reasons, they no longer ask questions, but just look at him with expectant eyes.

This vision was very similar to the ones when Davers was a village official, when the poor mountain people wanted him, a college student, to change the appearance of the mountain village. But he didn't know what to do, just like you? Davers sighed in his heart, suddenly moved his heart and asked, "Do you know Xenophon?"

The four of them shook their heads.

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

Davers smiled and didn't say anything. He was a little surprised: Since it is said online that Xenophon led this retreat and wrote a book, how could no one have heard of him? He should be a mercenary leader!

"Where is Xenophon from? Are you in our ranks?" asked Hilos.

"He... is probably there. He... should be an Athenian." Daphs still knew about Xenophon's hometown. After all, Xenophon was a writer, military strategist, and a disciple of Socrates.

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

"Don't be Clearcus's people! Otherwise, I can't find him yet!" said Giogris. The relationship between the two leaders Clearcus and Menon was very bad, which led to the mercenaries under his command hatred for each other.

"Isn't it just a fight? Just fight! We Thessalis are not afraid of this group of bastards from Kersonis!" Martonis said with a little excitement.

"Who are you going to hit?" The curtain was opened and someone was penetrated. It was Antonios.

Through this body memory, Davers knew that this was their squadron leader. But after all, he was a mercenary. Except for the fact that he was a good deal during the battle, he had no authority at other times. Everyone in the tent was still sitting and lying, and no one stood up to salute.

"We're telling jokes," said Hilos.

"There's a lot of trouble outside. You can still joke here, it's good! It's good!" Antonios said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

He looked at the people in the tent and said to Hilos: "Menon asked me to tell you these small team leaders and let you comfort your brothers. Little Cyrus just died in an accident, and his troops were still there, so our strength and Persia's weakness have not changed. When we and Little Cyrus' adjutant Aliros will meet tomorrow, we will have at least 30,000 people! Then we will defeat the Persian king! Haha, the next benefits will be more! Maybe we will... we will support a new Persian king!!"

Satisfied with everyone's amazing expression, Antonios was about to turn around and leave the tent, but was pulled by Hilos: "It's okay to comfort brothers, but you have to let them eat enough! From last night to now, everyone has eaten some raw horse meat, and they are still hungry now! But there is no news about Melsis. If there is no food, I may not be sure anything will happen!"

"That's right! That's right! If we don't eat anything, we will stop doing it!" Everyone shouted on the opportunity.

Antonios slapped his stomach in embarrassment and said, "I'm still hungry. Now, the entire barracks are short of food. Menon is urging Melsis to find a way, and he went to find Proxinus himself. I heard that his camp suffered less losses yesterday. Even if the food was coming, it would not be much for everyone. Let's bear it for a day!" After Antonios said that, he hurried out of the tent.

Hilos sighed and said to everyone, "I'll go to another tent to see." After that, he followed him out. He, the team leader, had nine people in charge, and five subordinates lived in the adjacent tent.

I had been struggling with the past and present affairs before, and I had not realized that I had not eaten yet. After listening to everyone's trouble, Daphs' stomach also started to scream.

He had to learn from others, wrapping a sheep blanket and lying on the "bed", which can reduce physical consumption.
Chapter completed!