Chapter 212 The war begins

"But, what about the accident when joining Alexander?" A thought suddenly appeared in Li Yeling's mind, which immediately made a layer of cold sweat seep out of his back.

He always ignored this point intentionally and unintentionally, believing that Alexander's destiny was the future king of kings, how could the future king of kings die? Today he finally realized the importance of Alexander. If Alexander died, the war would certainly be defeated, and his mission would naturally not be completed. Then waiting for his own result would be completely erased!

Li Yeling clenched his fists. No matter what, Alexander must not die.

He had made up his mind that when Alexander led the guards to attack the army of the Persian Empire, he must be with him and must not let him die. Li Yeling still has confidence in his strength. In this era of cold weapons, as a vanguard in the forefront, he will have a greater chance of winning.

Since he had made up his mind, Li Yeling started to prepare. The horse given by Alexander today was not taken back, which gave him a chance. After planning, Matherus came again, saying that Alexander asked him to go to the tent to discuss matters.

When Li Yeling arrived, there were already many generals in the tent. Alexander waved his hand, and the discussion officially began.

Basney was the first to express his opinion. Basney was Parmanio's father, a meritorious old minister left by the Philippe Emperor. The old general was not young and was mature and steadfast. He believed that the morale of Macedonian soldiers was unstable and their morale was not strong at this time, so it was not appropriate to fight the Persian army in broad daylight. He proposed to launch a night attack because in the darkness, the Macedonian soldiers could only feel the surroundings of their comrades beside them and could not see the huge number of enemies, which helped to maintain morale. The Persian army came from all over the world, had no language to each other, and it was difficult to command and dispatch in the darkness, and it was easier to be defeated.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone nodded in agreement. His opinions were safe and highly feasible, and were recognized by most generals.

Li Yeling watched coldly, and so many Macedonian generals agreed with Basney's opinion. This also shows how lacking confidence the Macedonian army was facing its upcoming powerful opponent at this time. He knew that Alexander would never adopt such an opinion. How could he use such a proud way to win a war? And if he did so, the morale of the newly condensed Macedonian army would collapse again, not only would the sneak attack not succeed, but it would also have a counterproductive effect.

As Li Yeling expected, Alexander rejected Palminho's idea very simply and expressed his disdain to "steal a victory"; in addition, the explorer reported that the Persian army did not return to the camp, but stayed on the battlefield to maintain the battle formation in place, and the front line was full of swimming sentries and bonfires. In this case, the night attack would not work.

In the end, Alexander decided to fight the Persian army to the death tomorrow. He also adopted Khomei's suggestion and held a grand sacrificial ceremony to sacrifice to the sun god Apollo, the god of god Zeus, and the goddess of war Athena, praying to these three goddesses to power the upcoming war, the word Macedonian soldiers.

After the ceremony, Alexander University returned to the central army tent to sleep. He thought hard about good strategies to defeat the enemy and deduced four or five combat plans in his mind until he was conquered by fatigue and fell asleep. Li Yeling slept comfortably that night, and the night in the desert was still a little chill. This cold feeling made Li Yeling very comfortable.

The Persian army was not very comfortable. Darius III was also worried that the Macedonian army would attack at night, so he kept his troops on high alert all night. Persian soldiers were waiting for the battle formation, and looked tired and tired as they gradually turned white in the sky. When they were sleepy, they heard the sound of gathering horns coming from the Macedonian camp in the distance.

No words all night.

The next day, after getting up early, Li Yeling did not go out for exercise as usual, but wiped the spear in his hand over and over with a dry cloth in the camp until the sharp spear tip was evident and extremely sharp. Like him, almost all the infantry were repeating this action, and the cavalry were comforting their horses, packing up their own equipment and weapons.

When he heard the loud assemblage call, a hot flame ignited in Li Yeling's heart: the Battle of Gaugamira, the war involving the national destiny of two huge empires, finally kicked off.

This day is October 1st in 331 BC!

With the sound of the assembly call, the 256 people under Li Yeling automatically lined up in a long line of four people in each row, and walked neatly towards the outside of the camp. There was no further notice from superior officials and no restraint from military judges, but the entire formation was not at all chaotic. This was thanks to the large number of outstanding grassroots officers trained by the Macedonian army in recent years, as well as these warriors who had experienced many battles.

Li Yeling and others belong to the sequence of heavy armored infantry. They were wearing solid armor and a helmet inlaid with red feathers on their heads (the feathers of ordinary soldiers are black, the lower-level officers are white, and the middle-level officers are red), holding an oval shield about 60 centimeters long and forty-wide in their left hand, holding a spear in his right hand, and taking neat steps, strode towards the front.

One by one, the square formations surged out from all over the camp and gathered on the wide avenue in the middle of the camp. The entire team turned into a huge yellow dragon.

The sound of trampling was still relatively chaotic at the beginning. Later, as the team became larger and larger, the number of people became more and more, and the sound gradually became unified. It seemed that there was a tacit understanding, and the footsteps of the soldiers gradually formed the same rhythm. So, as they raised their feet, the sounds that caused the earth to shake also sounded and fell.

There seemed to be only such a huge and vast voice in the whole world.

After Li Yeling's square formation came to the outside of the camp with the team, the entire team collapsed and decomposed into small square formations.

Li Yeling stood in front of his own square formation, next to him was a drummer. These well-trained soldiers did not need Li Yeling's orders at all. Under the command of rhythmic drums, the formation changed, the longitudinal section narrowed, the cross section widened, and turned into a positive square formation with a length of sixteen and wide of sixteen, with a spacing between each person about twenty centimeters.

"Bang!" As the last drumming came down, the soldiers' feet stomped on the vast wasteland and stopped moving again.

The entire wasteland changed from extreme movement to extreme silence, and the wasteland fell into silence. There was nothing else except the sound of the soldiers breathing and the sound of the wind blowing the flag.

Li Yeling stood in the front of the team, less than two kilometers ahead of the team, and was the formation of the 200,000 Persian army.

He was wearing fish scale half-body armor inside and Macedonian armor outside. Compared to other soldiers, there was a scarlet cloak on his back, which sounded like a wind. The crusher had already put it in the space ring, and his thoughts could appear in his hand. The spear had been wiped with wine and was extremely full of energy. At this moment, it was time to kill people.

Li Yeling had excellent eyesight. In the huge army formation in the south, there was an extremely gorgeous carriage with an extremely gorgeous crown on it. A large number of camel cavalry surrounded by a large number of knights, with strict defense. Obviously, it was the place where Darius III was.

Li Yeling felt that near the cap, there seemed to be two gloomy and sharp eyes sweeping towards this side.

The military formations on both sides are completely arranged.

The configuration of the Persian army is relatively complex and messy. The left wing faces Macedonian partner riders and light riders, which is the Persian rider unit. The sequence is from left to right, from front to back, which seems to be the Great Xia rider and the Dahan rider; the latter is the mixed force of Persian rider and Persian infantry, and the Persian Susa rider; the Alachatian infantry and Susakadushian infantry are used as the rear troops. The vanguard of the left wing is the Great Xia rider unit, the Sixuya rider unit and 100 combat vehicles.

The right wing from right to left, from front to back seems to be the rider troops of the Syrian lowlands, the rest rider troops, the Taprian rider troops, the Sircanian rider troops, and the Albanian infantry; the latter are listed as Mesopotamian infantry, the Medite infantry, the Sassanian rider, and the Sassinian rider. The forwards on the right wing are Cappadoni riders, the Armenian infantry and 50 combat vehicles.

The central part is the main force and essence of the Persian army. The front line of the central unit is the Persian royal riders (Undead Army), followed by the spear infantry of the Golden Apple Immortal Army, and on both sides are Greek mercenaries. Darius hopes to use these strongest troops to exert combat power, resist the attacks of the Macedonian army and break through its central front. Behind them are the archers of the Karia and Martia, and in the rear are the Uksian infantry, Babylonian infantry, Red Sea tribal infantry and Sitassinian infantry forming the rear of the battle formation.

Overall, the Persian battle line was to place the rider troops completely on the front line and the infantry on the second line.

The Macedonian army is a typical arrangement with a heavy right and light left. On the front of the front, the right wing is from right to left, and the rider troops commanded by Khomei, Glaucias, Aristo, Sopolis, Herculedes, Demitias, Miliager and Sigrokus.

In front of them were half of Macedonian archers and half of Achillian light infantry (equipped with a large number of javelins), as well as the javelins led by Balacruz. The light projection troops of the forward were specifically used to fight Persian chariots to cover the array of riders' troops from being disrupted. Alexander himself led the heavy-armed partner rider troops of Khomei on the far right wing of the entire front.

From the left, there are two light infantry brigades, among which the light infantry on the right wing are entirely composed of Macedonians, and many new types of combat infantry are mixed with. Then to the left are the heavy infantry quadrons (Macedonian quadrons), and from right to left are the Curtis Corps, Pierdicas Corps, Miliager Corps, Bolichpirkan Corps, Simeas Corps, and Colatros Corps. These quadrons form the cornerstone of the front line. In order to protect the vulnerable side of the quadrons, Greek riders led by Achilles and Thessaly light riders commanded by Philip were arranged, and the left wing is the Falshalier riders commanded by Pamelnio.

Li Yeling is located in the heavy infantry phalanx of the left wing of the team, which is the Macedonian phalanx.

The above fronts are the usual battle formations used by the Macedonian army. But this time, facing the Persian army that had an absolute advantage in number, in order to avoid being surrounded by the opponent's superior forces, Alexander arranged two inclined fronts on both wings to protect the two flanks from being surrounded.

The inclined front of the left wing extends from left back to right, consisting of Adrhija riders commanded by Agaso, the Greek coalition riders commanded by Colarus and Thrace combat infantry phalanx commanded by Sitacles. In front of them are Greek mercenaries commanded by Andromarcus. The right wing is still the main direction, extending from the right back to left front, and the Greek mercenaries commanded by Clinder, and the other half of the Macedonian bows and arrows commanded by Brisso are arranged.

The other half of the Achillian light infantry commanded by Ataros, and in front were the light riders led by Alitis and the Bioni light riders led by Ariosto, and in front were the Greek riders (mercenary troops) led by Minidas. These two flanking inclined fronts were responsible for quickly forming a new front when the enemy detoured battle formation, attacking the enemy's detoured troops and protecting the attack on both flanks and rears of the entire army.

After a while, a rapid sound of horse hooves sounded in the direction of the gate of the camp. The sound of horse hooves gradually approached, and hundreds of elite knights rushed towards him. In front of him was the Alexander wearing golden armor and not wearing a helmet, revealing a golden curly hair. The horse under his crotch was like a dragon, and the sunlight behind him shone, setting him up like a god.

When he was about to reach the square formation, Alexander's horse slowed down. The sound of horse hooves under his crotch was shattered, and he took slow steps and drove past the army. Alexander sat upright on the horse, pursing his lips tightly, and his eyes were like a sharp sword, scanning the soldiers under his command.

Whenever Alexander's eyes were swept by, all the soldiers raised their chests and raised their chins, with a solemn expression on their faces, looking firmly straight ahead, accepting their king's review.

Alexander's direction was from the right wing to the left wing. When he just reached the right wing, suddenly, a smile appeared on his face and looked at a soldier in the square and said, "Lawrence, I remember, you took down the city tower of Tyre that day! You are a Hercules, your power is stronger than Ansensius. How are you going to fight today?"

The soldier Lawrence was a giant man two meters tall, with a fleshy face and a lump of green stubble on his face. The oval shield was as small as a card in his hand. He heard Alexander ask him in public, his face flushed with excitement, and the blue veins on his face were exposed. He roared loudly, and the spear in his right hand kept hitting the shield, making a sound of frames.

As he moved, the soldiers around him were also driven, with spears hitting the shield, screaming loudly, and astonishing as rainbows.

Alexander showed a satisfied smile on his face, and continued to drive the horse forward. He stopped again without going far. His eyes were fixed on a soldier in the square formation. Seeing Alexander's gaze swept over, the slender and thin soldier immediately stopped.

"Herding, how far did you throw that person out in the last time you wrestled the Olympics?" Alexander paused, and the smile on his face became stronger: "Can you deserve your spear?"

When the soldiers around him heard this kind-hearted teasing, they immediately burst into laughter. Helding smiled and raised the spear in his hand, howling like an orangutan!

Alexander continued to move forward, paused again, and shouted to a man in the square: "Tamand, your father is Menande, and my father is an excellent soldier. I am still mourning for your brother Otiels. He died in Hana Calisas with such bravery."

Speaking of this, Alexander paused. Tamand was a boy who was only seventeen or eighteen years old, and his face was still full of indelible youth. At this time, a faint sadness appeared on his face.

"What a glorious family you came from! Tamand!" Alexander hit his chest heavily and pointed to the blue sky: "Today, you want to fight for them!"

Natamand took a heavy breath, raised his chin, and his face was full of determination.

Alexander ran all the way to the Central Army, glanced around and shouted, "You have all won glory for your country and ancestors. Now we are here in this remote place in Asia, opposite us..."

Alexander paused for a moment, turned around and pointed to the huge Persian battle formation not far away, with a contemptuous smile on his face: "Darius gathered a large army, but ask which king it was to pay the assassin gold coins and let them assassin assassin assassin to assassin's king? He killed our king with the most despicable and shameless means? Which king it was to enslave his own people and force them to fight? Which king was just an empty aura of being strong outside and doing it at the same time?"

The Persian central army, Darius III, who was sitting under the gorgeous crown, stared at Alexander coldly, staring at this opponent in his destiny, with a heavy face. Not far away from him, there were two young men with different appearances and thin figures, who were wrapped in a wide robe and whispering.

"Sister, what are you talking about the pen opposite?" Xiaoliang moved on the camel and asked in a low voice.

The red-haired girl shook her head and said, "Who knows! These ancient idiots are not quick at all. They were so verbose before the war. It would be better to be happy when we were slashing against others on the street! As soon as we copied the blade, we would chop it up. How happy it would be!"

Although the two were talking, their faces were still as serious as ever. When the Persian soldiers and nobles next to them heard the two divine messengers talking in languages ​​they could not understand, they even showed a look of awe on their faces, and said to themselves: "The divine messenger is indeed extraordinary. He still has a face that is so powerful that he still looks unchanged..."

If these two fools knew the end of the Battle of Gaugamira in history, I am afraid that I would not know how scared I was now.

Alexander's words fluttered over the battlefield, and countless loud soldiers spread his voice to every corner: "These people are not fighting for their own homes, but their battles are because this king forces them. And today, we are here as free men in Macedonia!"

His words spread, and the Macedonian army suddenly heard a cheer like a tsunami. When facing foreign countries, the most superior point of the Greek city-states was that they were free people, while opposite were a group of civilians or slaves who had been restricted from freedom!

The soldiers cheered, roared, waved the spear in their hands, and hit the shield in their hands. It seemed that a forest was swaying in the air. At this moment, the morale of the Macedonian army reached its peak.

Li Yeling, who witnessed the whole process, admired Alexander very much. This Alexander, the King of Kings in history, is definitely a top master who controls people's hearts. In just a few words, he fully mobilized the morale of the Macedonian army, allowing those soldiers who became a little scared due to lunar eclipse, meteor shower and the powerful Persian army opposite to completely defeated their fear and had an extremely strong desire to fight.

Such methods are not something other generals cannot learn. Not to mention other soldiers, only he can remember the names of these soldiers.

Alexander laughed, pressing his hands down. As he moved, the sound in the army gradually became smaller, and then slowly calmed down.

Alexander's face was a little heavy, and he said loudly: "Some of you, including myself, will not live to see the sun set today. But I want to tell you, since the creation of the world, every warrior will understand the truth. As long as you overcome fear, I promise, you will overcome death. As long as you rush forward, don't look behind you, keep rushing forward, kill all the enemies in front of you, and you will win!"

A sound of tsunami sounded in the army immediately. The soldiers' emotions were completely mobilized. They knocked on their shields, their eyes were blood red, like lions who wanted to kill people with bloodthirsty.

Li Yeling quipped: "Alexander's skill in grinding his mouth is almost up to the political commissar of the Red Army."

Alexander took the helmet handed over by the attendant Knight, slowly put it on his head, and sang: "When your descendants ask you, where are you on this day? You will tell them that you are in Caucasia this day, for the glory and freedom of Greece..."

By this time, he was almost hissing. At this time, an eagle suddenly flew past in the sky, and a clear eagle cries sounded in the air. Alexander was immediately overjoyed, pointed to the eagle in the sky, and shouted: "Zeus is with us..."

Alexander drove his horse and accelerated, accelerating, and he ran all the way through the infantry positions and cavalry positions, rolling up dust in the sky. Every place he went, he was greeted with shocking cheers!

The blood-red feathers on his helmet flew in the wind like a thrilling flame!
Chapter completed!