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Now, the wine that Leonidas, the king of Sparta, took out from him, naturally, would not be an idle thing.

As for having to be on the front line of the battle after drinking, this is not a problem at all for mercenaries who are reincarnators.

They didn't come to the mission world to have a meal.

Just drank a glass of wine slowly, except for the mellow flavor of the wine, I didn't get any system prompts.

What's going on?

The mercenaries were dumbfounded, dare to love that this is not as good as the bad wine in the small village?

Looking at the Spartan warriors who also drank it, their eyebrows fluttered, and it seemed that they had drunk more than just a glass of wine.

The Spartans were known for their killing, and it was not just because of the delicious wine that these warriors were so happy about?

What's going on?

Could it be that this wine is only effective for people of Spartan origin?

Just as the mercenaries looked at each other, the sound of drums shook the sky in the distance.

The Persian army was not much away from here.

The Spartan royal guards smashed the wooden cups in their hands one by one, lifted their heavy shields, picked up steel spears, and formed a formation under the command of the captain of the guard, Eli.

Soon, people finally saw the horrors of the Persian army.

The five-meter-wide mountain road was filled with countless Persian soldiers, who were numerous, Tiege spears were lined up like a forest, the marching pace drove the trembling of the mountains, and the continuous military formations were endless, and the mountains were full of their men.

This is the Persian army!

Leonidas looked at the men's headscarves, dressed in Middle Eastern turbans, holding small, light wooden shields and wooden spears.

His eyes widened and he stared intently at the enemy troops that crowded the valley, and shouted, "We're here to stop them!" We're here to resist them! We're here to destroy them! ”

Captain Ai Li also raised his shield sideways to look at his subordinates, and echoed in a loud voice: "Brothers and sisters, let them die under our shield!" ”

300 Spartan warriors raised their brass shields at the same time and shouted: "Woo~Woo~"

Ignoring the enemy troops who were only a few hundred meters away, Leonidas conveyed his final greetings to his subordinates: "Warriors, always remember this moment, for it will be with you for the rest of your life. ”

When Leonidas said this, his mouth was cracked, and he conveyed this information in an excited tone.

And his 300 warriors grinned equally excitedly.

It seems that it is not the fierce and cruel Persian soldiers who rush towards the opposite side, but countless blonde beauties with graceful demeanor.

As the reincarnators who saw the Spartans' pre-war preparations for the first time, a unanimous thought arose in their hearts: this is a group of madmen, a group of madmen born to fight!

At this time, the Persian army stopped 500 meters away, and the huge military formation fell silent.

The sound of horses' hooves was faintly heard, and the Persian soldiers separated in the center, and a Persian officer in splendid armor drove forward from the army.

Unlike ordinary soldiers, the Persian officer wore a metal helmet and a coffee-colored cloak that fluttered in the wind as the horses moved.

He walked to the forefront of the army, his eyes were fierce, and in his opinion, the Greek coalition army in front of him was less than 10,000 and not worth mentioning at all.

Still, he obeyed Xerxes' orders and cried out, "Spartan! Drop your weapon! ”

The sound was as loud as a bell, echoing through the narrow valleys.

He finally waited for what he wanted - weapons!

Only the way has changed, and the spear falls from the sky under the cover of the shadow of the valley.

The speed was so fast that even the Persian lieutenant general, who was a second-order general, didn't have time to dodge.

But the general is a war general after all, and he has a lot of experience in battle, so he saw that the sword flashed, and the Persian scimitar was already out of its sheath, slashing at the steel spear that flew in the air.

It's just that the general quickly discovered that he had made an irreparable mistake, and the power conveyed on the spear was not something that he could shake as a second-order general.

With such a small misjudgment, his military career came to an end.

The spear pierced through the general's armor without hindrance, shattering his heart and piercing his body!

The equipment of the Persian warrior was useless under the throwing of spears.

Until he died, he couldn't believe that he was lying on his back on the ground, and his surprise and fear were forever fixed on his face.

"Persians, take it yourself!" Leonidas raised his shield and spear, and answered the dead ghost's cry with action.

A low trumpet sounded, and the Persian soldiers were furious, and they rushed to the hot spring pass with their weapons wielding their weapons without hesitation.

The shouting of killing shook the sky, and the momentum was like a rainbow, even the mercenaries standing at the back of the Spartan array could feel the murderous aura permeating the battlefield!

The cries of thousands of people shouting together were completely incomparable to their previous petty fights in the initial space.

If they were to be replaced with recruits who had not been bloodied, the sound alone would be enough to make their legs go limp, and their mouths tremble.

At this time, the bravery of the Spartans was reflected.

They held their heavy shields in front of them, guarding the vital points everywhere, and their steel spears were clamped on the round shields, and they looked coldly at the Persian soldiers who rushed towards them.

They are fearless and calm like emotionless machines.

Far from frightening them, the momentum of the Persian army hastened the pulsation of their blood and burned their fighting spirit.

Soon, the 500 meters were shortened in a matter of seconds.

"Steady!" As soon as the captain of the guard called out, the Persian warriors who were also holding shields had slammed into their heavy brass shields.

There were too many Persians, and the force of the forward rush caused the rock-solid Spartan battle formation to retreat more than a meter.

Even the mercenaries behind could clearly feel the aftermath of the shock.

This was the tactic of the Persians, using the shield soldiers as the vanguard, using their strength to charge the opponent's battle formation.

In ancient times, before the invention of the stirrup, the combat effectiveness of cavalry could only play less than one-third, and relying on manpower to impact the battle array was the most common way of fighting.

And compared to raising a large number of war horses, using people to complete the charge forward is a very cheap and affordable tactic.

The Persians were more powerful and took this tactic to the extreme.

In the past, when the two armies faced each other, they used this method to directly tear a hole in their battle formation, and then relied on the continuous supply of troops in the rear to charge, tearing the gap bigger and bigger, and finally picking up the fruits of victory.

Only this time, with their invincible tactics, they met their nemesis for the first time.

They finally got a glimpse of the true power of the legendary Spartan array.

The muscles of the Spartan warriors were bulging, and the bare skin was bruised one by one, and the Persian soldiers who were close at hand felt the aura around them become strange. (To be continued.) )