It was dawn, and the next day's offensive began. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In the Persian army, the horn of the charge was sounded again.

Ruffy whips swung in the air, and timid enemies howled miserably as soon as they left the barracks.

Not because they were attacked, but because they were afraid of the Spartans under the Thermothermal Pass.

After the bitter lesson of yesterday's blood and tears, these Spartan warriors in blood-colored robes are now more terrifying in their eyes than the demons crawling up from the deepest depths of hell.

So, there is a very funny picture of the Persian army attacking today.

The general in the rear of the army waved the whip in his hand, pointed ahead and shouted:

"Rush!"

The soldiers in front of the army threw away their weapons and shouted in horror:

"Run!"

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Today's first wave of attacks was defeated without a fight.

Perhaps because they no longer trusted their frightened soldiers, the Persians sent a beast from the rear of the battlefield.

The beast is terrifyingly large, almost the size of a truck.

It was covered in steel and iron with thick skin, a high protrusion with sharp horns on the top of its head, and its heavy armor resembled a high-speed moving tank, and the only thing that was exposed was its blood-red eyes.

Its galloping hooves kicked up a cloud of dust and went on a rampage, killing many Persians who stood in its way.

That's right, it's a vicious heavy rhinoceros that is crushing towards the hot springs.

Boom shook the mountains for a while, what a behemoth.

Just as the Persians were pinning their hopes on a beast of prey, a warrior came out of the Spartan army.

The warrior, the only son of the general, picked up the spear in his hand and reversed his wrist and raised it above his head.

Take a slight aim and hurl the Heavy Rhino at it while it is still a hundred paces away from the group.

With a "whoosh", the spear roared through the air, and the rhinoceros was in the middle of the left eye exposed outside the armor.

The rhinoceros screamed, wailed and continued to rush forward, but did not fall for a while.

I saw that it continued to run for a few steps, and finally it still fell to its knees in pain.

There was a mountain sound, and the rhinoceros fell to the ground.

However, because of its large size and inertia, the rhinoceros, which had already fallen to the ground, still pushed the dust on the ground and slid towards the Spartans like a moving hill.

Seeing that Xiaoshan was about to press the Spartans, Ling Zifeng was not very excited, because he had read the plot and knew what would happen next.

Sure enough, the rhinoceros finally stopped half an inch at the feet of the Spartan warrior.

A few handfuls of dust raised by it fell to the ground and limply covered the instep of the Spartan warrior, which was the only trouble that the heavily armed rhinoceros could bring to the Spartans.

And the general's son shook the dirt off his boots, and solved the only trouble very casually.

He stepped forward and pulled out the spear that had fallen deep into the rhinoceros's eyes, looked at the rhinoceros brains dripping from the tip of the spear like tofu dregs, nodded with satisfaction and walked back into the formation.

It turned out that this spear actually penetrated the brain of the rhinoceros, no wonder it could easily kill this behemoth.

Ling Zifeng, who saw all this in his eyes, was once again amazed by the superb skills of the Spartans in throwing weapons.

The most incredible thing is that such a heavy spear can fly so far and be so powerful, and the most incredible thing is that the accuracy of the throw can be so high, even far exceeding that of ordinary bows and crossbows.

He thought to himself, "If you have the chance, you must learn this sharp fighting technique!" ”

After the Persians failed again, they did not withdraw their troops, but came out of the rear army formation some guys who were dressed very similarly to Ling Zifeng, that is, the Persian magicians.

Perhaps it was the Persians who were stunned by the existence of their own magicians last night, and today they also thought of sending their own army of magicians, which shocked the Spartans as well.

However, these so-called magicians are even more ridiculous, in Ling Zifeng's eyes, they are just charlatans who play tricks.

Because they really don't know any magic, they just take some very primitive earth mines and throw them clumsily at the Spartan warriors.

It is not entirely true to say that it is earth mines, in Ling Zifeng's eyes, these round things are just some strange-shaped firecrackers.

"Crackling" exploded on the heavy shields of the Spartans, flashy scattering fireworks and the foul smell of gunsmoke.

Seeing this scene, Ling Zifeng was suddenly happy, and he thought to himself: "I don't know where this idiot Xerxes got some Chinese fireworks, and he is embarrassed to use them on such a serious battlefield." ”

Did he think he was throwing a grenade? Don't be funny.

Just as Ling Zifeng was about to laugh at Xerxes's idiocy, a Spartan warrior beside him suddenly fell to his knees with a hoarse scream.

It turned out that these firecrackers were full of countless small pieces of iron, and the pieces of iron were flying around by the impact of the firecracker blast wave, and the Spartan warriors just now stood in front of them, and they were unexpectedly embedded in the muscles of their calves by the iron pieces.

The Spartan warriors, who were originally preparing to attack slowly with shields, hurriedly squatted short, and one by one they had to hide behind the heavy shields, slightly embarrassed.

Ling Zifeng, who was in the rear, looked at the pieces of iron flying around, and mocked in his heart with some disdain: "Do you think you are the Buddha of the Tang Sect and Tang Lian?" With this bit of power, the Spartans could remain unscathed as long as they hid behind heavy shields. When you run out of ammo, you're not dead! ”

Perhaps the Persians also discovered something, so their "magicians" put the "ammunition" very close to the front line, intending to break the Spartan shield wall with powerful and concentrated firepower.

Looking at the piled up of "ammunition" on the enemy's side, Ling Zifeng's eyes flickered, and he thought of an excellent attention.

He drew his wand and chanted a spell, and a small, inconspicuous fireball "whirred" through the crowd and into the enemy's "ammo" magazine.

"Woohoo."

"Crackling, boom."

"Oh mom."

All kinds of explosions and screams came and went.

And then... There is no then ...

Xerxes' "magical" legions... Dog leash...

The reason why this legion can be led so easily is because there is a Ling Zifeng on the Spartans' side who can lose magic.

According to King Leonidas' estimates, they would have to pay at least a certain price to accomplish the same thing.

"It's really convenient to have a magician."

Mo Sandi, who was beside Ling Zifeng, also thought deeply at the same time, she looked at the guy who was waving her wand and was proud, and suddenly felt a little admired.

She didn't admire Ling Zifeng's magical magic, but admired his grasp of timing, she didn't expect this guy, who usually looked like a god and a little rogue, to have such a keen battle intuition.

In fact, Ling Zifeng didn't know anything about his battle instincts, he just felt that he should do this, and there seemed to be a feeling in the dark that as long as he did this, what would happen next.

This feeling is very similar to the feeling when the gene lock was opened, although he has not opened the gene lock since the first battle of the snake demon, but he has experienced this feeling like seeing some kind of scenery.

If you have seen it, you will not easily forget it.

Xerxes, who was on the other side of the battlefield, would not easily forget the scene in front of him.

He looked at the corpses that had been sent back to his feet, the corpses of his own people.

He began to get angry, so angry that he trembled unnaturally again.

He looked at the "ammunition depot" that exploded in the sky in the distance, thinking about the battle report he had heard earlier, and his "magic army" was wiped out.

He was afraid, ten points of fear.

The previous trembling may have also come from the fear of this moment, and he kept shaking, and in less than two days, he found that he seemed to tremble more times than in his whole life.

Whether angry or frightened, Xerxes was so disappointed with his generals that the guillotine of punishment fell "click", and he didn't know how many of his generals' lives had ended.

Perhaps, these generals were wronged because they had an idiot king.

However, just like the bare-assed and stubborn king in the story, he never thought he was running naked. The idiot King Xerxes must and cannot admit that he is an idiot.

He became even more idiot, for he had sent Persian war elephants, which were not at all suitable for fighting in the narrow terrain of Thermopylae.

Persian war elephants are world-famous, but in such a narrow place they are reduced to jokes.

The poor elephants pushed and shoved one by one, and squeezed one by one, and made their way to the hot springs.

Even in the narrowest places, only one elephant can pass carefully, otherwise it may fall off the cliff next to it and break its bones.

I really wonder if Xerxes has a soft spot for these huge creatures, giants, rhinos, elephants, they think they can easily defeat their opponents by virtue of their size? Do you really think bigger is better? 36D?

This tactic might work on the plains, but alas, it's a narrow pass.

The elephant, which was already marching hard, was pierced by a burst of flying spears from the Spartans, and his face was covered with wounds.

Although it was not fatal, the elephants could not bear the pain and retreated one by one with a miserable cry.

It didn't matter if this retreat, the team of war elephants that were originally marching cautiously like a long snake in the rear was squeezed by the defeated and retreating kinders in front, and they suddenly lost their footing.

One by one, they all fell off the cliff next to each other, and fell into a ball of flesh on the spot.

Xerxes watched as the invincible legions he once longed for were blocked or even annihilated under this inconspicuous hot spring, and the number of enemies was not even one percent of his own!

He was angry, and perhaps afraid.

But he did not reflect at all on his idiot's command, perhaps he was a conceited and proud idiot.

He grew angrier, and as the saying goes, anger makes an idiot.

However, he was an idiot in the first place, and idiots plus idiots would not become two idiots, but would only cause more serious damage to the morale of the Persians.

In Ling Zifeng's opinion, the current Persians had no morale at all, because the Persian regular army, which had been driven to the Hot Springs Pass with whips again, did not dare to approach the Spartans at all.

As Leonidas said to Xerxes yesterday, "The Spartans' halberds will be more fearful than your whip." ”

Now, this sentence has finally been fulfilled.

As a result, the defeated Persian regular army was chased by the Spartans for hundreds of paces, and the situation on the battlefield was completely one-sided.

The Persians screamed and retreated, and even Ling Zifeng and Mo Sandi and others joined in this unsuspenseful battle.

They chased the enemy like a lost dog all the way, and gradually got farther and farther away from the hot spring pass, but they were getting closer and closer to the camp of the Persian army.