Yes, it didn't take long for Ling Zifeng to notice a slight itch coming from the soles of his feet, and several small pebbles trembled slightly under his feet. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

After a few breaths, the tremor grew louder and louder, and almost the entire valley trembled with it.

The gravel under his feet shook uneasily, and the gravel on the side of the valley also fell with the vibration, but fortunately, the gravel was not large, so it did not hurt everyone in the field.

"Earthquake?" The Spartan generals were skeptical and self-assured.

The king looked at the falling stones, and with an unconcealed excitement in his eyes, said, "No, General. This is the enemy marching in formation! ”

Maybe it was because he was shocked many times, but Ling Zifeng listened to their conversation but was not too surprised, and he kept reading those descriptions of the battlefield military scenes from the novels, always saying that the mountains were shaking and covering the sky.

Now that he has experienced it himself, he realizes that such a description is indeed appropriate.

It turns out that earthquakes can also be formed by man-made, but the number of people required to accomplish all of this is a bit larger.

Ling Zifeng couldn't say that he was not afraid of this number of enemies, but it was a pity that the restriction of the task given to him by the Lord God [killing Xerxes in six days] made him have to "dare to die" once.

It has been two days since he came to this world, and according to the development of the plot, Xerxes will inevitably come in front of the hot spring pass in the next four days, otherwise he will die.

The Lord God will not issue a mortal mission, otherwise there will be no point in testing, but this is also his only chance to complete the mission.

Although the survival of the army in the face of a terrifying number was slim, it was better than being ruthlessly wiped out by the Lord God, and he didn't want to experience the feeling of every cell in his body being squeezed and exploded again.

There is a difference between certain death and maybe death.

The Persian army, which covered the sky and the sun, was finally about to rush to the hot springs.

The reason why Ling Zifeng felt that he had to use "surging" instead of "rushing" was because he felt that there were too many enemies coming over, and only a surge like a tide could more accurately describe the scene in front of him.

In front of this narrow, dimly lit passage, he could not see how many enemies there were, and they rushed towards the Spartan army like a flood that opened the floodgates.

He and Mo Sandi's team of Assassins stood relatively far back, a rare platform on the high ground behind Hot Springs, so he could see it all more clearly.

The Spartans didn't care how many enemies came, they all looked at the pass in silence, and stood in a neat formation.

The bright spears stood tall like swords piercing the sky, and the heavy shields stood in front of him like a steel wall, firmly protecting the entire team.

Their blood-red cloaks hunted in the wind at the pass, and the 300 warriors blocked the only remaining pass of the hot spring pass like an iron wall.

Leonidas was not like the weak kings of the world, who would only hide behind the army and tremble, he was the king of the Spartans, and the Spartans admired the strength of force, so he was an absolutely powerful warrior.

Therefore, it is not surprising that he stood at the front of the team, blending in with the escort of 300 warriors, and blending into the forefront of this steel unit.

He looked at the first wave of enemy troops that were getting closer and closer, and said in an impassioned and generous voice: "We are here to resist them!" We're here to fend off them! We are here to destroy them!! ”

"Roar! Roar! Roar"!

The 300 warriors behind him heard the king's words and responded with three neat exhalers.

The Persian army rushed to the bottom of the cliff of Thermopylae Pass in an instant, but the infantry led by them did not directly attack but slowly stopped, the Persian army separated, and a heavily armed knight walked out.

He shouted loudly at the Spartan 300 warriors: "Spartans! Drop your weapon! ”

Ling Zifeng knew in his heart that for a key reason, the Persians still did not give up persuasion to the Spartans until this moment, but the Spartans gave up this weak move from the beginning.

It will not surrender before, it will not surrender now, and it will certainly not surrender in the future.

And so, there was a dead silence ...

There was no sound on the Spartan side, only a firm silence in reply.

The Persian knight raised his eyebrows and looked angrily at the stubborn Spartans in front of him, and he was about to wave his hand and command the troops to run them over.

Suddenly, he seemed to see a black dot flying towards him from the opposing Spartan formation, and in the blink of an eye, it came to his eyes.

Before he could react, he heard a "poof", and the Persian knight didn't even make a shout, he turned over and fell off his horse and died on the spot.

At this time, the Persians saw that the black spot that had flown over was a sharp spear, which was impartially in the knight's chest, and the man died without even snorting.

Looking at the knight's eyes that were dead and round as he fell in a pool of blood, the look of disbelief and incredulity in his eyes still remained on his terrified face.

At this time, the Persians looked at the Spartan army that stood like statues at the pass, and the fear of death in their hearts was born.

With such a long distance, such a heavy spear, what kind of warrior could throw it so forcefully and with such precision?

Leonidas looked at the Persian knight lying in a pool of blood, and he shouted at the enemy on the opposite side: "Persians, you want us earth and water!" Get it yourself! ”

Immediately he gave an order, and the Spartan 300 warriors raised their spears in front of their shields and retracted, forming a formation to defend against the enemy.

"Woo~~~~~~~"

A low trumpet in the Persian array resounded in front of the hot springs, and the sound echoed far away through the valley, like a low cry from the ancient wilderness, heavy and oppressive.

The drums of war rumbled, and the earth in front of the hot spring pass shook with a terrifying hum.

An unknown Persian commander in front of the pass roared loudly and pointed at the hot spring pass.

"Charge!"

The Persian Empire has always been known for its strong military, although the soldiers on the front line were a little frightened by the sudden flying spears.

But in the urging of the rumbling war drums, although they were afraid, they could only charge hard, otherwise if they escaped, they would be caught by the officers, not only would they definitely die, but their families might also be affected.

As a result, countless Persian soldiers rushed to the Spartan army formation under the Hot Springs Pass to the rhythm of the war drums.

They raised their weapons aloft in their hands, roaring and shouting.

As if this would alleviate some of their deep-seated fears of the enemy, the Persians had completely forgotten that their side was actually numbered by hundreds, thousands of times.

The Spartans were not afraid, they just watched the enemy close at hand, and did not make any moves.

The enemy is getting closer and closer, and there are only fifty steps left~

The general of Sparta commanded loudly:

"Steady!"

The enemy is closer, only twenty steps away~

The Spartan general shouted even louder:

"Hold !! Steady"

The enemy was closer, and the hideous and terrifying faces of these Persians, and the cold light of the scimitars in their hands, could even be seen clearly by Ling Zifeng, who was standing behind.

Seeing that the enemy was less than ten paces, the king shouted:

"Do your best to keep everything you have! But they have to have everything! ”

The Spartan general finally shouted: "Steady! At last, the enemy came in front of 300 warriors.

"Bumper! Bumper! ”

Several dull and unpleasant shield crashes came into Ling Zifeng's ears, and the two armies finally met each other in front of the Hot Spring Pass!

Because the Spartans' shield defenses were impeccable, the Persians would not **** to attack those bucket-like shield walls.

They knew that the next moment their swords touched the heavy shields of the Spartans, they would be greeted with a powerful and terrifying spear stab.

If you don't want to become a cold corpse in front of the hot spring in the next moment, then don't try to be such an idiot.

So they chose to rush!

Because the Persian army was always outnumbered, it was only necessary to use the same shield soldiers to defend against the spears, and then use brute force to break through the Spartan shield wall.

If it can be knocked away, then the spears and soldiers behind it will not be afraid.

As a result, more and more Persians squeezed towards the hot springs, and the people behind pushed the people in front, and they were intimate with each other's shields.

The Persian army slapped at the Spartans like a raging wave.

They screamed and shoved forward with the strength of their milk, and it was a wrestling game of hundreds, and the losing side would face a cold death.

There were more and more people pushing the shield wall on the Persian side, however, the pass of the Thermos Pass was too narrow, and the Persians who could stand on the front line, or those who could play a role in this wrestling, were only dozens of people in the first few rows.

Therefore, the shield wall of Sparta did not move at all, which made the Persians at the front cry out that it was not good.

Sure enough, in the next moment in the Spartan army, the general shouted:

"Ready to push! Preparation! ”

"Three! Two! One! Push! ”

As the order was given, the Spartan warriors who were in the front row resisting the Persians were on their knees, their shields slightly tilted upward, and in order to find a point of support, the soles of their feet sank deep into the ground of the hot springs.

A chorus of hoots.

"Huha~"

The Spartan warriors in the front row lifted up at the same time, and the Persians who were fighting against them were suddenly overturned to the ground by this sudden force, leaving a gap in the boss.

The Spartans in the second row rushed forward in an instant, their spears stabbing and their swords slashing.

"Click, click", the sound of spears piercing flesh came and went, and the sound looked very bloody with blood.

"Crackling", the sound of a sword splitting a shield resounded through the valley. The terrified roars and desperate screams of the Persians overshadowed all voices for a time.

"Oh my God! Be careful! Ah~~~~"

In the blink of an eye, the Persians who were provoked by the shields of the Spartan warriors were killed instantly, plus some Persians who were not protected by the shields in the back row, also died in an instant.

In front of the hot spring pass, blood suddenly flowed all over the ground, and the corpses were scattered all over the field.

Before the tide of the Persian army could attack again, the Spartan warriors in the rear row, who had been rushing forward, immediately lowered their shoulders and raised their shields.

They instantly changed from an offensive formation to a defensive formation, blocking in front of their comrades who had previously vigorously challenged the Persian shields.

And those warriors in the first row retreated instantly, and the soldiers in the third row immediately made up for it, ready to launch the next round of attacks, and then change the formation to defend at any time.

As the Spartan general kept shouting:

"Push!" "Push!"

A team of Spartan warriors launched rounds of attacks that seemed to be defensive but were actually killing according to the perfect and efficient formation of the previous one.

They rotated and slashed as perfectly as machines, and after a few rounds, not a single soldier on the Spartan side was killed, and at most some people received some inconspicuous minor injuries to the flesh.

And as the Persians, who outnumbered Sparta by several times, their soldiers fell like wheat harvests, and more and more Persians lay on the cold ground in front of the hot springs.

In a matter of moments, the Spartan array was not only not overwhelmed by the Persians, but advanced dozens of steps.

And the ground behind them was already covered with hundreds of Persians.

Some had long since died, some were still barely living, but the Spartans at the very end of the army were not idle, they were clean spear after spear.

In a few moments, all that remained on the ground was a pile of lifeless corpses.

The corpses of the Persians.