Sandru's questioning could not shake the loyal servants of the royal guard. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

As long as their king gives an order, even if the oil pot is on fire, the brow will not wrinkle.

They were true soldiers, born warriors, who carried out the king's orders without complaint.

Therefore, the Spartan soldiers, with a whimper, leaned forward, but their footsteps retreated backwards step by step in an orderly manner according to the slogan of the captain of the guard, Eli, reflecting the well-trained people on weekdays.

While retreating, they did not forget to maintain the movement of the spear's oblique stab, at a forty-five degree angle, which was just aimed at the vital point of the unarmored neck of the war horse.

When the Persian guards saw that the invincible Sparta had retreated, they waved their horsemen in their hands and howled out victorious!

With every step back of Sparta, the Persian guards took a step forward.

Step by step, no intention of backing down.

Under the general trend, the mercenaries had no choice but to retreat.

If you don't retreat, you can't do it, without the protection of the Spartan phalanx, no matter how strong the reincarnation is, it is also the life of the food delivery.

For the first time, they retreated into the long corridor of Hot Springs.

This road is very narrow, and can only accommodate five war horses galloping through it.

The Iron Guard who had blocked Mike before saw the clue and sneered: "Want to use the terrain to restrict our movements? The naïve, narrow terrain limits us as well as your numbers, and for us, five horses are enough to take out you Spartans! ”

The general's voice was so loud and loud that it reached the ears of every Spartan.

Leonidas did not hear it, and continued to supervise the retreat of the army.

The Iron Guard General's face turned cold, and anger appeared.

Sparta's ignorance was like a resounding slap in the face.

It turned out that the other party didn't care about his wanton abuse.

In the eyes of the Iron Guards, this is a naked provocation.

He hung his horse spear with the dark attribute on his warhorse, and with a wave of his hand, five sturdy horses stood in front of the general.

The five iron guards, all of them with strong bodies and tall bodies, looked like first-class soldiers.

The Iron Guard General waved his spear casually, and his voice sounded like thunder in the narrow hot spring pass: "Kill!" ”

The five iron guards immediately stepped forward and launched an attack directly in the corridor.

At this moment, Leonidas also gave the order: "Sparta obeys!" ”

"Whew~" The Spartan royal guards shouted in unison, and they actually covered the hooves of the generals and iron guards!

"Stand still! Defend on the spot! ”

At the king's command, all the Spartan warriors stopped at the same time, their left hand holding their heavy shield in front of them, and their right hand spear pointing diagonally at the enemy's horses.

As they retreated, these well-trained Spartan warriors swapped their own hands and were finally at the forefront of the five best warriors.

The road is very long, the more than 20 meters long.

This distance is not conducive to the sprint of the war horse.

Moreover, all the candles around him were extinguished when the king of Sparta ordered him to retreat.

There was only darkness in the corridor, and only the last rays of the sunset outside could be used to vaguely see the flat and cold ground in the corridor.

Just when the mercenaries thought that Leonidas was going to fight in person, a rickety figure appeared in front of the king.

He was dressed in a slightly patched cloth robe, but it was clean and spotless, his white hair was gray, and his face was full of traces of time.

It was noticed that the old man, leaning on an oak stick, came to the king step by step, and performed a very heavy courtesy.

From this etiquette, it can be seen that the old man's identity does not look like that of a Spartan elder.

Because the elders of Sparta had a high status and mastered the skill of reading oracles, their status was still faintly above Leonidas.

At the beginning of "300 Warriors of Sparta", if Xerxes hadn't bribed the oracle elders with a lot of money and beautiful women, saying that under the pretext of "the sun god sacrifice is imminent, no war shall be started", he directly vetoed King Leonidas's proposal to send troops to guard the hot springs.

As a last resort, Leonidas led his own 300 personal guards to the hot spring pass.

Since he is not an elder of Sparta, who is this old man who looks a lot old and has little combat effectiveness?

"My king, everything is ready." The old man knelt on his knees, and the old man's voice sounded extremely uncomfortable, like a file rubbing back and forth on ground glass.

King Leonidas just nodded and didn't say anything.

The old man did not have the king's command, and he could not kneel upright.

Sandru, like the rest of the reincarnations, saw it in his eyes and muttered in his heart: Why does that old man not seem to have a high status, it seems that he is not even as good as an ordinary subject. Could it be that it is a slave!

At the same time, more than a dozen people dressed similarly to the old man came out, all of them were cloth clothes and equipment, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like what you should wear on the battlefield.

As soon as the men appeared, Leonidas slowly made a flat gesture, and the old man trembled and stood up with the support of his crutches.

When the old man stood up straight, the erosion of the years on his body suddenly disappeared, as if he had suddenly become more than ten years younger.

Those who were also clothed in the same cloth were commanded by the old man to put their hands above their heads and palms upward, and to recite words in their mouths.

At this time, the Iron Guards at the forefront had already engaged the Spartan warriors.

The skilled cavalry guards used their horses as shields to block the stabbing of spears, and the cavalry spears in their hands were aimed at the gaps in the shields for a while.

For a while, neither side could help anyone.

"What are they doing?" The more Sandru looked at it, the more he didn't move, he couldn't communicate with Yun Qi now, he could only talk to himself.

The other reincarnators are also confused.

At first, they thought that the cloth-clothed men were some kind of magicians or something, and the way they read the words intensified this speculation.

However, after chanting the incantation for a long time, not a single magic appeared, which is very disappointing.

I don't know who shouted: "Strange, why did the tunnel suddenly darken?" ”

When the others heard this, they rubbed their eyes.

Sure enough, as the man said, the already dim tunnel in front of him became even darker for some reason, as if something black gas had penetrated into the tunnel.

"Could it be that the Iron Guard is doing something?" Someone wondered.

High-level fighters will unleash buff magic, or abilities such as domains, and it's not impossible to turn the surrounding air black.

"No, the black gas is coming in from the outside!" There is a sharp-eyed finding that is not right.

Outside? That's even weirder.

Everyone didn't know whether the black gas that appeared in front of them was good or bad, and they couldn't help but be nervous.

Now, they relied on the Spartan phalanx, barely blocking the attacks of the Iron Guards, and once the black qi was not in their favor, this fragile balance could easily be broken.

Sandru knew that one of the people present knew the source of the black qi.

He couldn't help but look at Yun Qi. (To be continued.) )