Davers looked up at the three-layer oar warship beside him, and saw someone waved at him on the side of the ship.

"Hi, Xenophon, I thought I had no chance to say goodbye to you!"

"Davs, I accepted the request of Anakes and rushed to Byzantium, ready to gather our mercenaries again and rushed to Asia Minor. I didn't expect you to go to Great Greece! Stay here and let us continue to fight side by side!" Xenophon made a sincere request to Davers.

Davers said intimidatingly, then shrugged and said seriously: "I'm sorry, I have signed an agreement with Turiy and have sworn to Hades!"

"That... is so unfortunate!" Xenophon, who respects the god, showed a regretful look: "We can't fight together!"

"It seems that Sparta is going to go to war with Persia. I can only wish you to be protected by Zeus in the next battle!" Davers's words came from the bottom of his heart.

"I wish you the same!" Xenophon said sincerely: "I originally wanted to invite you to Athens and meet my teacher Socrates. He will definitely be very interested in your novel views! And one of his students, my friend Plato, has some similar views to yours, and you two will definitely become friends! Unfortunately..."

"One day I will go to Athens! I believe you have finished writing the story of our battle in Persia by then, so don't forget to give me a copy." Davers only knew that Xenophon later wrote "The Long March", but he did not remember Xenophon's life experience. After all, he was not a historian in his previous life.

"Don't worry, I will copy one more for you." Xenophon smiled.

Davers vaguely remembered that Socrates was poisoned to death by the Athenian authorities. He didn't know the specific time, but he remembered that Socrates could have chosen to be driven out of Athens, but he insisted on staying, hoping to awaken the numb Athenian citizens with death. So Davers gave up the decision to remind Xenophon and waved his hand and said, "Goodbye!"

"goodbye!"

Unexpectedly, when I waved my hand, I had changed a lot when I saw each other, and my friends became enemies. Things are unpredictable and sad...

As the fleet moved forward, the Spartan warship gradually disappeared under the blue sky...

Seeing Davers standing at the stern of the boat, Burkos couldn't help but walk over and said, "I'm still thinking of your Athenian friend?"

"Xenophon is a talented and capable person!" Davers felt lost. After all, Xenophon was the first historical celebrity to connect this world with his previous life.

"Athenia is created by batches of talented people!" Burkos said deeply: "Even with the glory of Athens, we have experienced the scene of prosperity as soon as Turi is established!"

"Oh, is that?" Burkos's words successfully aroused Davers' interest.

"At that time, the leaders in charge of forming Turiy were two very capable Athenians, Lambon and Selocletus, and Protagolas, a famous Athenian scholar, formulated laws for Turiy. Athens also invited the famous Greek engineer Hippodalmos to design the city for Turiy and were responsible for the construction... At the same time, two Athenian VIPs moved to Turiy, one was Herodotus, a scholar who wrote "History", the other was the famous rhetoricist Tissias, and even the Spartan Criandridas commanded the battle for Turiy. Therefore, Turiy was able to maintain peace with Crotone south; to north, compete with Tarantum for the Seris plain; to west, defend against the invasion of the Lucanians and Brutis; to east; to strengthen trade with Greece. Therefore, he became a powerful state in the Great Greek!" Burkos recalled the past and spoke furiously.

Davers listened seriously.

Then, Burkos' proud expression became dim: "It's a pity that Athens lost to Sparta. Now Sparta is the overlord of Greece..."

"Does it have a great impact on Turiy?" Davers asked anxiously.

Burkos didn't want to say more, and just replied: "You will know slowly when you arrive at Turiyi."

Davers smiled and comforted him, "Don't worry, Sparta's overlordship will not last long."

Davers's amazing words immediately attracted Bulcos's attention: "Why?"

"Because the Spartans began to accept bribes." Davers said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "The unique system formulated by Lai Kugu for Sparta was to train all Spartan citizens into fierce warriors, so that they could suppress the Black Rous, which was much more numerous than the Spartans, and dominate Greece outside. To this end, all Spartan citizens maintained a simple and simple life, and ensure basic equality. Otherwise, Spartan citizens would object, "Why do you eat and wear well? I have to receive cruel training since I was a child, and I had to leave the single life of the military camp at the age of thirty.' Therefore, they closed their country, banned commercial trade, and prohibited the use of more convenient currency,

Disputes are prohibited, dramas are prohibited, poetry is prohibited, writing and selling other books besides military... Everyone says that Spartans are terrible because the Spartans have no other fun, and fighting and killing are their only fun! Now, Sparta has become the overlord of Greece, and the strategic location needs to be stationed, and their fleet needs to be cruised. The Spartans go abroad and stay outside for half a year. Of course, they will come into contact with things they have not touched before. Cultivating a simple and simple life is not easy, but it is too easy to destroy this kind of life! Once the fighting spirit of the Spartans to dominate Greece is eroded, how long can Spartan hegemony last?!"

Bulcos had never heard anyone use such simple and vivid language to analyze the political system of Sparta. It was like a sharp dagger that pierced the fragile core of the Sparta system, which sounded very reasonable. He looked at Davers in a daze. The young man made him feel a little awe. He suddenly remembered the rumors that Davers was a "goddess". He opened his mouth and found that his throat was a little dry. He coughed a few times, and couldn't help but ask: "If... if so, then who would be Sparta's opponent in Greece?"

Davers shrugged: "I am not a god, how could I know?" As he said that, he raised his head and looked up at the seagulls flying with wings spreading their wings in the blue sky, Thebes, Macedonia... A large number of city-state names flashed through his mind, and for some reason a sense of pride rose in his heart...

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After being intercepted by Spartan warships, Bulcos was afraid of another accident and ordered the fleet to travel day and night.

After arriving at Uberia a few days later, he went ashore to replenish food and fresh water, and then sailed through the Cyclades Islands and bypassed the Attica Peninsula in Athens. Since he had no time to stay ashore, Davers could only regretfully look west on the boat, which was not in sight, famous in the previous life.

Then, the fleet passed by Argos and carefully walked around the Peloponnese Peninsula, and arrived at Zakynthos Island before going ashore for a night of rest. The next day, he continued to sail north to Kokira Island, and then turned west and entered the Bay of Taranto, named after the Greek mighty state of Tarantum.

This is a calm harbor. The wet sea breeze cannot stir up a slight tide. The blue water is as quiet as a piece of smooth and transparent blue silk. Countless ships are like silver shuttles that keep moving, weaving beautiful pictures on this huge blue silk.

When the mercenaries saw this beautiful scene, their body and mind, which were originally exhausted due to long-term HNA, suddenly became excited and began to laugh and fight loudly.

The large fleet of Bulcos also attracted the attention of those who were interested. Several three-layer oar warships with the pattern of "man riding dolphins" were greeted by several sails.

"It's okay, it's Tarantum's cruise ship." Burcos said to Davers, and the fleet's pilot ship had already met.

"We entered the waters controlled by Tarantum?" Davers asked curiously.

"Not yet. It's just an agreement between several city-states in this bay, keeping ventilation between each other just in case," Burkes explained.

I saw Tarantum's warship turn around and leave, and the fleet continues to move forward...

About an hour later, Burkos pointed ahead and said, "There is Turiyi in front."

Davers hurriedly held the side of the boat and opened his eyes widened. There was a green coastline more than 500 meters ahead, with a white "river" from west to east and entering the sea. At the end of the "river", countless white sails gathered, and thousands of seagulls hovered in the sky, but there was no sign of the city...
Chapter completed!