The Spartans were not relentless

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Looking at the remaining long-haired barbarians, running in all directions, a Spartan heavy infantry with a spear and pestle looked behind the enemy, and the only reddish buttocks that were not covered by long hair, took the lead in sneering, "Hahaha...... Slow down. Rest assured, the Spartans will not chase a group of bare-bottomed savages on foot. ”

"Hahahaha!" The Staba people have always been known for their harshness and sharpness, and they have never been frivolous and overly talkative. But the occasional battlefield humor made most of the Spartans laugh inexplicably by this sentence.

In the laughter of the Spartans, there is a strong contrast with it. It was the long-haired savages who had fallen to the ground badly wounded, and who had no time to escape, who opened their mouths wide like wild beasts, and screamed savagely, as if they were suffering great pain.

Twenty Spartan hoplites, standing out from the ranks, pointed their spears at the throats of the hairy barbarians, ending their suffering without mercy. Immediately after, twenty Spartan heavy helmets lined up to face Aaron, lowered their large shields in one hand, and raised their white wooden spears in the other, and roared excitedly, "On the battlefield, warriors will never be soft!" - Spartans, salute my king! ”

"Whew!"

"Hats off to our dead brothers!"

"Whew!"

"For Sparta!"

"Whew!"

"Fight to the death!"

"Woohoo! Whew! Whew! ”

Twenty Spartan heavy helmets.

All of them were armed with brass shields, and wore heavy helmets with a cold and resolute appearance, wearing only a large red cloak and a pair of leather trousers.

Except for the brass knee pads and wrist guffs, the rest of the smooth body parts are full of powerful bulging muscles, which are hard and solid, and look like solid stones.

The spearhead of the Spartan warrior is the border of the Spartans, and the chest of the Spartan man is the wall of the Spartans!

In this wild thorny plain, the Spartan roar formed a magnificent momentum, as if awakening this barbaric virgin land that had been sleeping for countless years, and feeling this shocking moment with your heart, under the illumination of the sun, the Spartan phalanx emitted a more than a burst of 'Spartan-like' cheers.

You must know that the Spartan heavy infantry can always be full of combat morale, and they can also keep the warriors who pay tribute to Aaron as always.

They were a group of the most elite Spartans with a roar, superb combat skills, and a tough, majestic body. Under the influence of their morale, the 800 Spartans who had just experienced a battle increased their combat morale from 100 points to 300 points.

This made the battlefield courage and combat effectiveness of every Spartan increase exponentially.

Silently observing this change in data, this not only made Aaron's silver pupils more vibrant, but also made the lines on both sides of Te's mouth slightly hooked, and seemed to be filled with a hint of excitement.

Because he knew that when the river of fate continued to stagger, when the three words of Sparta rushed out of the plain and resounded throughout the sky, what was displayed in front of his eyes would be a magnificent era,...... An era in which glory belongs only to Sparta.

Under this blue sky, the battle that took place on the side of the farmland did not exceed twenty minutes in total.

The invasion of hundreds of long-haired barbarians was ruthlessly crushed.

He sent scouts to patrol the surroundings, and it was only when Aaron learned that there were no more hairy barbarians appearing, and then he secretly felt that it was redundant to bring out more than a thousand Periassi. This victory, which was natural and somewhat unexpected, made his face gradually become clearer by the breeze carrying the fragrance of wheat.

"Track down the enemy and find out where their tribe is!"

Watch as the cavalry of the six generals' guards galloped in the direction of the long-haired barbarians' rout. Aaron put away the 'Spartan' sword, held the hem of the white cloth with his arm, and rebuilt the pin on his shoulder. Only then was the order given to let the Periasihiro people quickly clean up the battlefield.

Piriasi moved quickly, and in addition to tying up sixteen lightly wounded long-haired savages, they escorted them back to the village. The corpses of the red-haired barbarians were to be nailed to wooden frames, and several red-haired barbarian heads were to be cut off and inserted into sharp wooden stakes. To use the 'Spartan' method to warn this whole plain, blood and corpses, heads and stakes, this is the price of invasion of Sparta!

Although there were casualties in the Spartan phalanx, grief never belonged to the Spartans! Twenty Spartans in heavy helmets lined up, lifted the robed corpses of two robes with shields, and more than 800 Spartans triumphed with victory and glory!

Those shocking wounds, the blood that flowed down and soaked the shoulder, were never rotten. On the battlefield, they died at the side of the king, dying to protect their homeland, and the corpses of these warriors deserve the highest glory! Their families will also be compensated for exemption from one military service quota.

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About fifteen minutes later.

A weedy overgrown, seems to have just been stepped out of the path, there are no towering trees, no wildflower fragrance, only a few grasses swing back and forth, under the sparse sunlight there seems to be someone lurking in it, as the amplitude of the wild grass swaying increases, the wild grass reveals a special breath, making this path also illusion and reality, but adding it a bit of secrecy.

"What do you think?" A female voice with a wild surname asked.

The hoarse voice responded, "The fierce appearance, the fierce eyes, the strong physique, and the roar of a beast are already formidable before they have even been opposed." …… The strength of those warriors is already there, this is a mysterious tribe capable of torturing the bears. Not to mention, we don't yet know exactly how many of these fighters they have. ”

The slightly hoarse voice groaned for a moment, and then added. "I'd rather fight with two werewolf tribes at the same time than provoke such an enemy."

"Hehehe...... "The female voice surnamed Ye let out a series of pant and coquettish laughs, and then mocked, "I really can't imagine that the first warrior of the dignified berserker tribe would say such a thing." Have your courage and fanaticism been eaten by the hyenas in the wild grass? ”

The first warrior of the Berserk Tribe who was ridiculed, he suddenly stepped forward, shook his head and shook off the side of his cheek, tied nine braided hair, revealing his cheeks covered with black totems underneath, and there seemed to be great displeasure in his tone, "The heads of the six bear chiefs are stuck there, if you want to 'offend' this strange tribe, go yourself." My subordinates and I can only escort the princess here. …… A princess from the past! ”

The burly warrior known as the first warrior of the berserker, he accentuated his final tone.

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