When the sun began to set, the soldiers began to organize their equipment.

Wear breastplate - This is made of multiple layers of linen glued together. It is about five or six centimeters thick, it is very hard and tough, but not too heavy. The hem is cut to the thighs and is cut into feathers for easy movement.

Put on the shin armor to protect the calf. Tie the Greek saber around your waist - this is a kind of curved sword. The sword body is 65 cm long and has a single blade, and is curved like a dog's hind legs.

The Collins helmet could not be worn at this time because it was impossible to see clearly at night march, and this helmet that only reveals its mouth and eyes will narrow its vision. Davers learned from others to tie the helmet to a two-meter-long spear.

The spear is the main weapon of Greek heavy infantry. The spear rod is made of ash tree, the leaf-shaped spear head is made of iron, and the end of the spear rod is also inlaid with copper tail nails.

Davers lifted the round shield with his left hand. It is a shallow bowl-shaped, made of wood inside, with a copper-wrapped outside, with a diameter of about 90 cm. The shield is painted with Minotaurus' face. On the inside, there is a belt for the left arm to be inserted into the elbow, allowing soldiers to put the entire left forearm on the round shield, which not only saves effort, but also makes it easier to defend and shield strike. There is also a small metal hook inlaid on the inner outer edge of the round shield, which can be hung on the shoulder for marching and carrying.

Davers held a shield in his left hand and a gun in his right hand, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: he had changed from a modern man to an ancient Western armored warrior. However, the cells in the whole body were boiling in cheers, making him realize that it was the muscle memory of this body that was working.

He tried to walk a few steps and felt very comfortable. He was nervous and a little excited. Every man had a dream of a warrior in his heart! It was the inheritance of his ancestors since the era of eating raw meat and drinking blood. Modern people in the peace era could no longer feel the courage to fight face to face, and Davers, who had traveled through this era, had such an opportunity!

While Davers was still adapting to this outfit, Hilos reminded him: "You still have something to take."

Seeing two javelins and a string of sausages on the ground, he smiled bitterly: This is really a sin that cannot be lived!

He carefully put his sausage on his chest, fearing that the oil would stick to his breastplate.

At this time, the squadron leader Antonios came over to Hilos and said, "We have to go to the baggage camp and act with Mercis." After that, he nodded to Davers. It was obvious that Davers' reputation had reached the squadron leader's ears, which made him dare not ignore it.

"Who gave the order? Isn't Menon still there with Aliros?" Hilos asked strangely. He was not willing to act with the baggage battalion. Not only did he act slowly, but he was still very dangerous.

"The order of the adjutant Philicius, he temporarily served as the commander of Menon. Last time the Persians broke through our camp, most of the slaves in the baggage camp fled. They were short of manpower now, and Melsis asked our team to help." After that, he glanced at Davers again.

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"Davers, I didn't expect it! We meet again!" Melsis laughed and walked straight through the team officers and soldiers, giving Davers a hug.

I knew it was this fat man who was making trouble! Davers smiled helplessly.

"The others went to take those animals. Davers was with me." He ordered.

This fat man is ruthless when he is not familiar with you, but once the relationship gets better, he is too enthusiastic. Isn't this helping him get hatred? Davers quickly refused.

The baggage camp had hundreds of livestock and dozens of ox carts loaded with items, as well as many slaves and women.

At the same time, the column formed can reach two miles long. This is just a military camp, and you can imagine how bloated the entire Greek mercenary's baggage was. Davers observed all this and meditated in his heart.

At this time, the long camping number in the dark night rang over the noisy camp.

It's time to set off. Davers subconsciously tightened the rope, feeling a little nervous.

The team began to advance. The baggage battalion was on the right and the troops were on the left. The team officials held up torches. Under the cold moonlight, the entire Greek army was crawling slowly like a long, invisible fire dragon.

After leaving for about an hour, he heard the sound of running water ahead. Daphs knew that the Euphrates River was coming soon.

The river water at night is dark, and when you look out, it seems to be infinitely wide and infinitely deep, which can make people feel extremely frightened. Therefore, the team is much quieter, fearing that it will alarm the river god.

At this time, the queue naturally became a baggage battalion along the left bank of the Euphrates River. The troops were outside, protecting the property of their camp. Obviously, the leaders had some experience in night marching. Davers saw it and studied silently.

Menon's troops were at the end of the entire queue. Of course, this was not Meilong's request. In fact, he asked someone to come back and ask his troops to go to the middle of the team. But the leaders were all dissatisfied with Menon. Because when they first marched from Asia to Babylon, Menon tried to be the vanguard in order to make performance in front of Cyrus, in order to earn money, burn, kill, loot, and gained a lot of benefits. Now they are about to retreat, and they want to go to the middle to avoid attacks and reduce losses. No good thing can be left alone! So they unanimously decided to let his team go to the end. This was what Mercedes's confidant Mercis told Davers, which gave him a certain understanding of Menon.

At this time, the commander of the entire army, Tolmede finally arrived in front of Menon's team and conveyed the order: "The army of Aliruus has been joined in front of him. The leaders are discussing with Aliruus. Please rest on the spot, stay alert and wait for the order!"

The quiet team suddenly became turbulent:

"I can finally take a rest!"

"We've left for two hours, I'm almost exhausted!"

"So too. I'm so tired to lead the ox cart! We can't follow the baggage camp tomorrow!"

"It's right! Let's talk to the squadron leader tomorrow."

"Let's go now!"

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Looking at the noisy warriors, Davers stood up and said loudly, "Brothers, please be quiet! Brothers! I am Davers!"

Unexpectedly, his voice was more effective than the squadron leader Antonios. The soldiers of the baggage battalion stopped making noise and wanted to hear what this "god-fellow" wanted to say.

"I'll tell you a story to solve the problem, okay?"

"What story?"

"It's called Ah...Aris and the Forty Thieves."

"Sounds good! Let's hear!"

So Davers cleared his throat and began to speak loudly: "Once there was a family living in a small town in Ionia..."

Gradually, the baggage camp was completely quiet, and even the pack beasts stopped roaring. The soldiers, slaves and women all listened attentively. They were envious of Aris' unintentional gain of the thief's wealth; they were amused by Aris's brother's call of cave commands; they were nervous about the thief's house; they were cheerful for the thief's wisdom.

After the story was told, everyone was still unsatisfied:

“Aris is so lucky!

"He is lucky because he has a smart and beautiful Persian slave!"

"Yes! I think he can redeem the slave female and make her a free citizen! After all, she saved Aris!"

"Idiot! He should marry a female slave as his concubine. In this way, the female slave can continue to help him!"

...

Everyone talked endlessly.

"Davers, is there really a cave full of gold, silver and treasures?" Even Melsis couldn't help but approach Davers and asked.

Antonios looked at Davers's back in front of him and couldn't help but sigh: "Hillos, there is a talent in your village!"

"Are you talking about Davers? Of course, he is a 'goddess'! I even want to give him the position of captain."

"Captain?" Antonios curled his lips. A mercenary leader often replaced his soldiers, and most of the middle and senior officers led the team were his confidants and would not change them easily because it made him control the troops. Antonios and Menon had been with five or six years, and had met many Greek and Persian powerful figures in taking on missions, and they also had some experience in seeing people.

After a day of observation, he found that Davers was calm and did not look like a nineteen-year-old child. He was very organized in his work, was modest and polite in dealing with people, and was eloquent in eloquence. The soldiers were happy to get close to him. But he often had wonderful ideas and could solve problems that others could not solve. During the march, he also saw with his own eyes that Davers either helped others carry shields or pushed a cart. Such a person could be trusted even if he was young.

If his ability to command operations is not weak, then such a charming and capable person will have an immeasurable future. If he had enough financial resources, he could have become a qualified mercenary leader! When Antonios thought of this, he also thought of Menon: What would he do when he knew that such a person suddenly appeared in his military camp?
Chapter completed!