"What do you want to express with this look?" Promise gulped down the broth he had made, and looked at Leonidas, who seemed to be about to speak, with a puzzled look. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"That." Leonidas, who was brave enough to face the Persians, had a very strange expression at this time. No longer paying attention to the delicious broth that he loved before, but like a reporter in the gossip tabloids, he promised to find out Athena's identity with a curious face, "That one was ...... just now"

"That's right." Without waiting for Leonidas to finish, he immediately responded, "That's what you think." ”

For a moment, the look on Leonida's face became very exciting.

That's a goddess, a god that only exists in legends. In this lonely age where there is no entertainment to speak of, this kind of gossip about gods is completely everyone's favorite. The so-called legends and stories emerged from this.

It's as if Zeus's romance story was spread throughout Greece. The troubadours traveled the world to deliver these gossip messages to a closed world. There was no one who wasn't interested, because they really had no other entertainment, not even the Spartans.

It's human nature to love the news.

"What else do you want to know?" There was a smile in the promise's eyes.

For him, there is nothing that cannot be said about this. And such a beautiful goddess took the initiative to come to herself, whatever it was for, and she was also able to satisfy the vanity of promise. That's Athena.

Moreover, the promise had a strange feeling from the last time he was in Troy. It's as if I've seen this powerful goddess somewhere.

Although Athena says that she has never met the original Pegasus, she promises that no matter how you look at it, she feels very much like the delicate goddess among the saints. Its appearance and body shape alone are completely different from this era.

"You are... In a tryst? "If it weren't for the red pants and the tendon meat, and the beard. Promise almost thinks that the strong man in front of him is not the king of Sparta who is known for his iron blood, but an out-of-town reporter for an entertainment weekly. Especially the eyes full of curiosity, which are no different from media reporters.

After all, in this lonely age where there is nothing, gossip about the gods is the most popular news for people. Not to mention that it has been hundreds of years since the gods lost their news, and people's curiosity about the gods has reached its peak.

"Ahem~~~" promised that a mouthful of broth almost squirted out. Raised his hand and wiped the corners of his mouth, turned to glare at Leonidas, "Where do we look like we have a tryst?!" ”

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding." Leonidas hastened to explain. But in his heart, he said again, no matter how you look at it just now, it looks like you are in a tryst. Especially when you look at each other, it's too numb.

As if seeing that the promise was embarrassing, Leonidas hurriedly changed the subject, lest the promise be annoyed and angry, "What kind of artifact did the goddess give you just now?" Used against the Persians? ”

"Artifact?" Xu Promise frowned, and instantly remembered that Athena had just given him a parchment roll before leaving.

"It's not an artifact, it's not something to be used against the Persians. No artifacts are needed to deal with the Persians. Well, that's a love letter from the goddess to me. "The promise certainly didn't tell Leonidas, and the parchment scroll recorded the location of some gods who were not sleeping on Mount Olympus. Instead, the conversation was diverted along the topic of Leonidas.

"Love letters?!" All the Greeks in the vicinity who had been secretly listening to their conversation were dumbfounded, and some even threw the clay pots in their hands directly to the ground. Such a beautiful goddess actually wrote a love letter to make a promise?!

For a moment, it was as if he heard countless voices of fragile hearts and broken hearts.

Leonidas opened his mouth and was about to say something more when the sound of hurried footsteps came from the direction of the pass.

Everyone turned to see a red pantyhose running over with his spear. As he rushed to Leonida's side, he bent over, his hands on his knees, panting heavily. I can't even speak.

"Adjust your breath first." Leonidas seemed to have recovered from a gossip tabloid reporter to the momentum of an iron-blooded king in an instant.

"My king." The red trouser was finally able to speak, and after taking a heavy breath, he gave the latest information: "Those Persians are coming!" ”

Promise took out a bowl of broth from the cauldron and handed it over, "Are there many people coming?" ”

"A lot." Red Pants' eyes lit up instantly after smelling the delicious broth, and he hurriedly responded, "Crowded!" ”

"Good." Xu Promise nodded in satisfaction.

Since the Persians are still attacking frantically, it shows that Xerxes did not choose to withdraw out of fear. Then you will have time to harvest the divine power of the gods. This was the reason why he had spared Xerxes's life for the time being.

Promise is not stupid at all, he knows exactly what his main goal is in this trip to another world. Completing the mission and helping the Greeks hold on to the Thermopoques for three days was the most important thing for him.

Even if it is to harvest the divine power of the gods, it will only be done on the premise that it can guarantee the completion of this task. If you can't distinguish between priorities and priorities, you will inevitably pay a price.

This is also the fundamental reason why Xu Promise did not continue to search for other gods after defeating the sea god, but returned directly to the hot spring pass.

"Then let's go and see the crowd of the Persian army." Promise put down the clay pot in his hand and looked at Leonidas, who had reverted to an iron-blooded commander.

"Hmm." Leonidas, whose eyes were deep, nodded vigorously, then suddenly drew his sword and waved it into the sky, roaring "Sparta!" ”

"Roar!! The Spartan red pants around responded in unison, although it was only a few hundred, but the momentum was very amazing.

"Roar!! Not only the Spartans, but also the Greeks of the other nearby city-states were infected by this atmosphere and roared in unison.

The majestic sound reverberates throughout the canyon, representing the strong belief of the Greeks that they are not willing to be enslaved!

Persia was the first super-empire to span three continents, and its territory was vast, and the countries and tribes it conquered were innumerable.

This invasion of Greece was a world war in this era, and in order to be able to conquer the Greek city-states and avenge his father, Yixue was a great shame in the marathon ten years ago. Xerxes was extremely well prepared, and even mobilized the armies of almost all the vassal states and tribes in his territory to join the war.

Their size is absolutely overwhelming.

At this time, Xerxes, the self-proclaimed king of the world, was sitting upright on his throne, and his face and other parts of his body looked the same as before. It was as if the injuries he had been promised to inflict on him were nothing more than a drizzle.

However, the Persian generals who were very close to Xerxes could see that their god-king complexion was not as good as it appeared on the surface.

Moreover, Xerxes' limbs were very stiff, and it was obvious that there was a noticeable incongruity. Of course, afraid of the powerful aura of this god king, no one would say these things.

At this time, Xerxes's face seemed to be calm, but in fact, his heart had erupted like a flame.

The great hurt and humiliation that the promise brought to him was a shame and pain that he had never encountered in his life.

Before, when he promised to leave, Xerxes felt like he was going crazy. The feeling of losing his limbs made him feel as if he was in the ice of an endless abyss, and he wanted to die immediately!

After being treated simply by those imperial doctors, Xerxes, who fell into madness, ignored the hard persuasion of his henchmen around him, and ordered an extremely cruel blood sacrifice to summon the powerful demon god.

After signing a contract with the Demon God, he reinstalled his limbs with the help of the Demon God's strange powers.

It's a pity, because it has been cut off, and after reinstallation, it can only maintain a kind of appearance integrity, and it is actually very difficult to even lift the flask inside, let alone draw a sword or something.

Xerxes, who was full of only the belief in revenge, immediately distributed an attack on Hot Springs Pass at dawn after a little arrangement.

He always thought that the promise was in the hot springs. In order to take revenge on this unforgettable enemy, Xerxes mobilized almost all the soldiers and horses he could use to launch round after round of intensive attacks towards Hot Springs.

The sky was bright, and the first batch of miscellaneous cannon fodder who had not even eaten the last breakfast rushed towards the hot spring pass under the threat of the sword in the hands of the undead legion. These thousands of miscellaneous soldiers are appetizers, just for the sake of making up the numbers.

"What does it smell like?" When he came to the pass facing the Persian army at the Hot Spring Pass, Xu Promise sniffed and asked suspiciously.

"The smell of blood." Leonida's face was dark, and he clenched his fists hard, "Very strong smell of blood." ”

During the previous day's battle, countless lives and corpses had already fallen on the land in front of the hot spring pass. The smell of blood is strong even in the strong sea breeze.

But at this time, the strong smell of blood coming from the direction of the Persian camp masked even the smell left after yesterday's battle.

"The Persians—" Promise narrowed his eyes. He thought that there were many demon gods on the Persian side, but if you cooperate with these demon gods, you will have to pay a blood sacrifice.

Such a strong smell of blood came from the distant Persian camp, and the strong sea breeze on the side could not blow it away, it was enough to see that there was no telling how many people had been killed for blood sacrifice!

Xu Cheng has a very light view of death, because he has experienced too much and seen too much death. Especially the loss of life on the battlefield was simply untouched for him.

Since you are on the battlefield, you must have the consciousness of dying on the battlefield. Whether it's killing or being killed, it's something that can't be avoided.

But it's like this kind of weird witchcraft that relies on blood sacrifices, and it's the first time I've promised to meet it.

Naturally, as a normal person, the first reaction to this kind of thing is disgust, and then anger!

"Come on." Xu Promise squinted his eyes at the Persian army roaring like a tide, and a sneer hooked up at the corner of his mouth, "Let me see what you are capable of!" ”