Davers looked at it intently and saw a middle-aged man walking outside the tent with a medium figure and a kind face.

The middle-aged man was also looking at Davers. Although he had heard some rumors about the mercenary leader before, he was surprised at his youth when he met. However, Davers was a little different from when he was in the Battle of Kentrit River half a year ago. Not only did he have a circle of stubble on his chin, but he had a scar on his face, but the difficulties and bloody battles along the way made him more vicissitudes and murderous aura, and his eyes were sharper and more imposing.

"Bulcos, a citizen of Turiyi, said hello to Chief Davers!" The middle-aged man stepped forward to salute Davers.

"Turiy?" Davers was a little confused. He was not a major in history in his previous life and knew nothing about the noun of this city-state, and the uneducated remaining memories of this body were even more helpless.

At this time, Cristoya saw his confusion and explained softly: "The city of Turiyi is located in the west of the Bay of Taranto in Greater Greece. It is the youngest Greek colonial city in southern Italy. After Subaris was destroyed by Crotone twice, the Sobaris people who lost their homes sought help from Athens. At that time, it was Pericre who served as the chief general of Athens. He responded to the Sobaris' request and decided to build a new pan-Greece city-state on the former site of Sobaris. So he issued a call to the Greek city-states, including Milidu, who also immigrated there. This is the origin of Toriyi..."

"Madam, you are right at all. I respect your profound knowledge!" Although Burkos was surprised that the woman appeared in an important meeting place, he was still polite.

"Shubaris...Shubaris..." Davers felt that the term was familiar, and he repeatedly recited it silently for a few words, and suddenly remembered: "Oh, is it that the citizens there who are very luxurious in their lives, and even use war horses to train and dance, but they end up being defeated by Crotone with music?!"

"Yes." Burkos looked at Davers' excited appearance, and couldn't help but wonder if his ability was as magical as rumored.

The reason Davers remembered this story was because the history of their destruction caused by Sobaris's extravagant life has become a fable in the West in his previous life, and this story is also related to the famous ancient Greek mathematician Pythagoras. Italy!... Davers thought for a moment, and suddenly became interested: "What's the matter with you coming to me?"

Bulcos became nervous. At first he was full of confidence, but the rejection of several leaders made him a little worried. Davers was his last hope: "Turiy is invading by the indigenous people, so he wants to hire you and your soldiers to help us and fight back these indigenous people."

Davers and Cristoya looked at each other.

Burkos continued: "Of course, we will pay you a generous salary!"

"How much can you pay?" Davers leaned forward and asked with interest.

Bulkos felt hope and immediately cheered up: "A soldier a month a Dalik gold coin!"

Davers sat back and took a seat when he spoke.

"Oh, I remembered it wrongly, it should be one and a half...ah, no! No! It should be two, two Dalik gold coins!..." Bulcos's words trembled when he saw Davers' expressionless.

"What big thing happened to Turiyi, making you so anxious?!" Davers suddenly smiled.

When Burkos heard this, he underestimated the young man, and at the same time he was anxious to find the job he could succeed. Under the calm temptation of the young man, he showed his strength.

"Bulcos, if you want me to cooperate with Turiyi, then it's better to tell me the truth!" Davers's words were filled with an undeniable tone.

But Burkos heard a little hope, so he adjusted his mood and said heavily: "The indigenous Lucans of Italy invaded Turiyi's territory. After discussion, the Turiyi Civic Conference unanimously decided to send troops to repel the Lukari. So, we sent 10,000 heavy infantry and 1,000 cavalry, but was defeated... The brutal Lucans wanted to massacre our soldiers, cut their bodies into pieces, and piled them outside the city... There were less than 300 citizens running back to the city... When I set off, the indigenous people had not yet attacked the city, but had already occupied the city of Amendorara to the north of Turiyi, which caused considerable panic to the citizens of Turiyi... Now their hope is placed on me! So...so..." As he said, Burkos shed tears.

Davers, who had seen too many tragic events in the past year, was already a stern heart. He ignored Burkos's sadness, but asked in surprise: "Are so many soldiers all citizens of Turiyi?"

"Yes, Turiyi is one of the most prosperous city-states in Greece!" Burkos said with a little pride, wiping his tears.

"The strength of ten thousand people has failed. Are the Lukari people very powerful?" Davers continued to ask curiously.

"No, actually the Lukari seems to have only eight thousand people." Bulcos was afraid that Davers would be scared, so he had to say: "It's just... it's just the inside of Turiyi... well... well... it's mainly because there is no good commander, too aggressive, and ambushed..."

"Oh, that's it." Davers rubbed the stubble on his chin and asked again: "Why don't you ask for help from other city-states?"

"Our Greek city-state in southern Italy has a defensive alliance, but for some reason in recent years, the indigenous people began to invade the territories of various city-states, Tarantum, Locre... and Crotone did not have any extra strength to support us, and Syracuse was also facing the attack of the Carthaginians... I also asked the Spartans for help, but Sparta seemed to be in a quarrel with Persia and refused my request, but agreed to provide convenience for me to hire soldiers in Greece..." Burkos said helplessly.

"Now the entire Greece is not short of military sources, why are we looking for us?" Davers asked again.

Bulcos immediately said in a compliment: "I had already recruited some soldiers in Ephesus, but I heard of you! I think I can retreat safely in the Persians' hinterland. Your bravery and strength have been proven to be the most powerful. If you can hire you with rich combat experience, then there will be no problem in repelling the Lukari! So when I heard the merchant ships anchored in Ephesus talk about the news that I had seen you in Crisopolis, I rushed over immediately, and I didn't expect you to arrive in Byzantine again."

Bulcos' compliments did not affect Davers' thinking. He nodded and continued to ask: "Are the Lukari people strong? What are their troops? What are their equipment? What are their combat characteristics?..."

Questions one by one, one by one, hitting the brain of Bulcos like iron nails. Bulcos could easily deal with it at the beginning, but it became very difficult later on because Davers had asked some complex questions: such as how big is the territory of Lucania? How many cities are there? What is the main purpose of living? What is the political system? How about external interactions?...

While trying his best to answer Davers's questions, Bulcos was surprised that a mercenary leader could ask such profound questions. After feeling that Davers's uniqueness, his confidence also increased, because only those who want to go would think of going to learn more about the situation.

"I'm generally clear about the situation." After Davers said that, Burkos breathed a long sigh: This is several times more difficult than answering citizens' questions at the citizen meeting!

"I want Timason, Zantiparis, Criano and they all rejected you, right?" Davers said.

Burkos looked at him in surprise again.

"My barracks are at the end, and you have to pass them before you can get to me. As far as I know, Timason wants to return to Ioria, his hometown. Zantiparis and Kriano were invited by Seits, a tribe leader of Thrace, to play for him. And Xenophon is now with Anakes, and I am your only chance, right?"
Chapter completed!