For Xuan Ye's exaggerated words, Jiu'er didn't stop it, let Xuan Ye play it to his heart's content, this kid needs a gap to vent his emotions in the past life, he is not as strong and capable as Jiu'er, Xuan Ye is just an ordinary mortal who can't be an ordinary mortal, experiencing torture that he shouldn't have experienced.

Jiu'er looked at Xuan Ye dotingly like a mother, and comforted her mouth: "Okay, I'm an immortal, when I return to the Heavenly Palace one day, I will definitely take you with me." ”

Jiu'er looked up with her face up, fifteen or sixteen years old Adi, really cute.

After passing through the muddy meadow, the carriage drove to a golden wheat field, the beautiful green mixed with the golden yellow of the harvest, which made Jiu'er's tired mind a lot quieter, and at the end of the wheat field, Jiu'er saw a series of connected steep peaks, on the other side of the mountain peak should be the sea under the cliff.

At this time, the bay of Maris must have been a black three-row warship, and Xerxes's army of 500,000 must have been on the mountain road on the side of the cliff and the sea.

Then to the end of the wheat field, it should be to the hot spring pass, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack, where the shouting and killing sound makes the wheat waves under his feet surge, and Jiu'er is busy urging the horse to move forward quickly.

Through a steep valley, the two hiked to a high ground.

Surrounded by the crowd of black people at your feet, it should be the hot spring pass, and Leonidas should be on the inside of the pass.

Jiu'er secretly thought about the next arrangement in her heart, now that the sky is getting dark, the two armies will enter a state of rest for a while, and then Mo Jiu will enter the Spartan warrior queue.

The tricky thing right now is to find a reason to join the Spartan queue.

Worried about approaching King Leonidas, two black shadows shuttled through the hazy night, and Jiu'er and Xuanye hid in the dense wheat waves.

"Why should I be sent back to Sparta, O king with the determination to die?" said the man who had walked in front.

Another responded, "It's all because of my eye injury, and I can't fight side by side with the soldiers." ”

The two men walked one after the other, sighing and sighing.

Jiu'er patted Xuanye's shoulder with his hand, signaling him to keep quiet, and was worried that he could not find a reason to join the Spartan team, and the two soldiers who were absent from the 300 warrior battle according to historical records were sent to the eyes, one was Pantites who was sent to Pasarea to report the news, and the other was Aristodemos who had an eye injury.

Mo Jiu dodged, stood behind the warrior who was suffering from eye disease in the blink of an eye, grabbed it with a backhand, and invited the tall warrior to Mai Langli, and quickly pointed his index finger on his silent acupoint.

Then, before the other person noticed any clues, the same trick was used again, and two heavily armed Spartan warriors fell in the wheat waves, and Jiu'er smiled strangely at the two.

No matter what Spartan warrior you are, her Mo Jiu martial arts are not as simple as being outstanding, Jiu'er is a martial arts master throughout the centuries.

The two Spartan warriors stared at Mo Jiu in amazement, and made a "uh-huh" sound from their mouths.

Jiu'er looked at the two young and handsome little warriors with squinting eyes, stretched out his hand and stroked the cheeks of a warrior, and said lightly: "Don't be afraid, such a handsome little warrior, this girl is reluctant to take your life, stay here for a night, and you will be free at dawn." ”

After speaking, Mo Jiu'er turned to look at Xuan Ye, Xuan Ye stood in the middle of the wheat waves, his childish teenage face, but it was rare to be calm, this coward has finally grown.

Without waiting for Jiu'er's command, Xuan Ye had already started to take off the armor of the two warriors.

Jiu'er blinked vigorously, I can't believe it, this kid has become so smart?

The armor of the Spartan warriors is very sophisticated and complex, it is by no means the pants helmet in film and television works, the armor composed of bronze and linen covers the whole body, and the Corinthian bronze helmet covers most of the person's entire face, only revealing the eyes and mouth, wearing such a suit of armor, if you don't make a sound, Jiu'er can't recognize her mother.

"What to do with these two people?" Xuanye, who was wearing armor, asked Mo Jiu.

"Leave them alone, the acupuncture will be unlocked tomorrow."

Mo Jiu pulled Xuan Ye towards the Hot Springs, according to the time, this is the second day of the Battle of Hot Springs, in the bloody battle of today's day, the Spartan coalition army repelled the Persian 50,000 turns of attack, at this time is repairing in the valley.

Jiu'er led Xuanye and strode deeper into the valley to find King Leonidas before dawn, and tomorrow would be the last day of the battle.

The bright moonlight and dazzling waves softened together, the air was mixed with the salty smell of sea water and the pungent smell of human blood, the steep cliff on one side of the sea plunged high into the dark sky, and the temperature along the coast in July and August made people feel a hint of coldness.

In front of you is a road about 5 kilometers long, east-west direction, the south side of the road is a steep mountain, the north side is close to the bay of Maris, this road is the Persian army to the south must pass through, the narrowest point here is only 1.5 meters, only through a horse-drawn carriage, is a military fortress that is not opened.

The campfire not far away was crowded with people, and it should be Leonidas's team.

"Who? Hold it! A warrior shouted to this side.

"My own people, this morning my king sent me back to Sparta to deliver a message, and I could not bear to leave the army, and I returned." Xuan Ye shouted loudly.

Jiu'er looked at Xuan Ye who only showed his eyes in surprise, when did this kid become so clever, is this still Xuan Ye?

"And you, you're Demos with an eye injury?" The shirtless warrior by the campfire said to Jiu'er.

Mo Jiu nodded vigorously, but didn't dare to make a sound, after all, men and women have different voices.

"Take them to General Dilleros."

The little warrior said to a man beside him with long hair and cloth clothes, and he was dressed as a serf who served the citizens of Sparta, the Helot.

Sparta's citizenship has been passed down from generation to generation, and the black labor is the private property of the citizens, and the only task of the Spartan citizens in their lives is to protect their families and the country, they are the blades of the city-state, and some citizens will bring some black labor to fight with them.

Following this black man, he soon came to the same shirtless man, in his thirties, with a tan face, and several sets of muscle groups all over his body, this is the general of the King's Guard, Dilly Rose, who exudes the hormones of a mature man all over his body.

"He is worthy of being the king's guard of my king, and he has a responsibility. Kolos, you can continue to fight by the side of this general, as for Demos, if you have an eye injury, you will follow my king and serve with you, and those black laborers around my king cannot be fully trusted at this time. Stay with the king, and watch out for these slaves. ”

Jiu'er didn't expect it to be so smooth, Jiu'er was arranged by King Leonidas's side as she wished, and a short and thin black man brought Mo Jiu to the man who was wiping his spear.

Bowing his head, Helot bowed his head and said to the man, "My king, Demos has returned, and General Diliros has asked him to serve by your side. ”

Then the short and thin Black Laus turned to leave, and Jiu'er said in his heart: I didn't expect that I could meet the famous king of Leonidas, and the muscular man in front of him was the king of Leonidas who was recorded in the annals of Spartan heroes.

In the moonlight, the king's body shone brightly.

"Why are you back again, didn't General Diliros order you to go back to the rear to heal?"

The extremely magnetic voice reached Jiu'er's ears.

Mo Jiu didn't make a sound for a while, Leonidas put down his spear, looked up at Jiu'er, a pair of deep eyes, blazing eyes staring directly at Mo Jiu, angular face, exuding a charming "taste".

The same radiant bronzed skin, compared with the face of King Alexander, is a little more wild, which is related to the Spartan king's childhood experience of smelting in the mountains and forests, of course, Alexander has more vigorous youth than this king.

"Why don't you speak?" Leonidas said to Mo Jiu again.

Jiu'er hurriedly withdrew his foolish eyes, lowered his head and whispered, "My king, I swear to die with the legion, and live and die with my king." ”

"Okay, haha! It is worthy of being the guard of the king of Sparta, General Diliros is well trained," Leonidas paused, as if remembering something, "However, since you have an eye injury, you should not participate in tomorrow's battle, change your armor, and rest for the time being." ”

Leonidas lowered his head and continued to wipe the spear, Jiu'er turned around and held a glass of water in front of the king's eyes, "My king, drink some water, let Demos wipe the spear for you." ”

Tomorrow, the life of this king will come to an end, although Jiu'er and him don't have much intersection, for the sake of Mo Jiu to summon Bi Yuewu from him, Jiu'er will do his duty at this time today.

Mo Jiu took the spear from Leonidas' hand and wiped it carefully.

The king took the water glass, took a sip, and looked at Mo Jiu with a smile, "Why is your voice different today than before?" ”

It seems that Demos is a familiar person around the king, and even remembers his voice, Jiu'er hurriedly coughed twice, "Maybe your eyes are injured and you are in a hurry, and there is something wrong with your throat." ”

After saying that, Jiu'er didn't forget to chuckle twice, hoping that he could be confused.

"My king, do you have any instructions for tomorrow's battle," said Diliros, who came from the other side, with a few young generals.

A few people approached King Leonidas to discuss the battle plan for tomorrow, and Jiu'er left with a sense of humor, and walked to the black laborers who were roasting "whole sheep" by the bonfire on the left.

"It smells so fragrant," Jiu'er stretched out his hand and dragged a piece of mutton down, the black laborers brought a few pieces of barley bread for Jiu'er, Jiu'er sat on a rock, looking around for Xuanye's figure, at this time the Spartan soldiers took off their heavy armor, Xuanye should be the same as Jiu'er, he didn't dare to take off his armor, such an obvious outfit, Jiu'er thought he should be able to see him.

At this time, in addition to the 300 king's guards in Sparta, there were thousands of allied troops of various Greek city-states, plus Helot, and there were many people.

After glancing around, he didn't see Xuanye's shadow, this kid still dared to run around at this time, and his courage was getting bigger and bigger, Jiu'er complained in his heart.

Just cared about rushing to the hot spring pass, Mo Jiu was completely empty at this time, I don't know what Xuanye kid is doing with this life? Just to follow her Mo Jiu? The two of them don't know how to leave like this, and how did this kid come over?

Jiu'er leaned her cheeks, and the glittering bonfire reflected Mo Jiu's cheeks closer and closer to what Xuan Ye said, "The posture of Luoshen." ”

Mo Jiu didn't know that not far away, Xuan Ye was looking at her, and seeing Mo Jiu sitting quietly in the middle of the black laborer, Xuan Ye walked out into the dark.