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The only surviving Assassin is an intermittent description of the alertness and strength of the deformed Spartan descendant.

"He... Very cunning ... It's also very powerful... ”

"Ahem, cough, cough"

"He's been on our way to hiding from us... Hiding everywhere... Until the early hours of yesterday morning... ”

"He suddenly came out of the crack in the stone and raided our camp...

"Ahem, cough, cough"

"If I hadn't seen the opportunity quickly, I would have been buried under this man's hands like his brother."

"It's a pity that when I left... I was still hit in the back by a flying shield from that man... ”

After saying that, he coughed violently, as if he had suffered extremely serious internal injuries, Mo Sandi hurriedly stopped him from speaking, and ordered his subordinates to heal as soon as possible.

She turned her head to Ling Zifeng and said in shock, "I didn't expect this person to be so difficult to deal with!" ”

"Our Assassin Alliance is all elites this time, and the seven-member Assassin squad is not his opponent!"

Ling Zifeng shook his head, looked at the Spartan warrior who was still brave and fierce in front of him, and said weakly: "That person may be physically disabled, but after all, he is still a descendant of the Spartans... ”

He didn't finish, but Mo Sandi understood.

During these two days of fighting, they saw with their own eyes the fighting power of the Spartan warriors, and the corpses of the Persians piled up in front of the hot springs and under the cliffs proved how strong they were.

It seems that trying to use seven assassins to deal with one Spartan is indeed a very unreliable thing.

However, it was too late to regret it now, and the deformed hunchbacked man had long since lost sight of where he had gone.

The dark cloud that had already dissipated in Ling Zifeng's heart covered the sky in his heart again at this time.

Leonidas watched all this quietly, and he didn't say much, but his original smile gradually subsided, and the gloom reappeared on his brow.

Now, none of them can do anything.

They could only pray, pray to the gods, that the poor fellow would not tell the Persians.

However, as the saying goes, "The poor must have something to hate." ”

Poor people will always impose their own reasons for pity on others, and then this resentment will brew hatred and ferment into the most terrible deformed revenge.

In an unknown valley, six lifeless corpses lay on the ground, their wounds terrible and their blood still undried.

Those wounds looked horrific and sharp, and they all seemed to have been killed with a sharp weapon.

A deformed, hunchbacked man stood in front of the pile of corpses.

If anyone can see through his heart, they will find that his psychology at this time is as deformed as his appearance.

Because he hated King Leonidas so much, hated that he did not give himself a chance to prove his honor.

He also hated Ling Zifeng, as he knew that these assassins were in league with Ling Zifeng.

He wants revenge!

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After a long time, I don't know where he found his way, but he passed through the Thermothermal Pass and went around to the rear of the Persian army.

He was given a grand welcome and reception by Xerxes.

He accepted a generous reward from Xerxes.

He knelt on the ground and kissed Xerxes' instep in submission.

He said the only shepherd's path that led to the back of the hot springs.

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The people in front of the hot spring pass didn't know what was happening, they just felt vaguely uneasy, because the enemy on the other side was quiet and a little abnormal.

Although the Spartans did not suffer heavy casualties after several days of fighting, they were still not lightly wounded, and they bandaged and healed their comrades and themselves, enjoying a short and peaceful rest.

Hot Springs Pass Guard, the evening of the second day.

The fragile calm of the arena was shattered by the sound of anxious horses' hooves, and a very bad news came.

The leader of the Athenian army shouted anxiously: "Leonidas, we are finished! I'm telling you, we're finished! ”

King Leonidas' brows twitched, and he said with a frost in his eyes: "My friend! Don't get excited, what's going on?!"

The leader of the Athenian army said in a trembling voice: "That hunchbacked man! He outflanked us from the Shepherd's Trail with the remnants of Xerxes' Praetorian Guard. Those who guarded there could not resist at all, and the whole army was annihilated! ”

He spat and said viciously, "We're going to be surrounded!" The battle here is over! We must retreat as soon as possible, or we will die without a place to be buried! ”

Leonidas looked at him coldly and said, "I said that the fight is over!" Go your own way! ”

The leader of the Athenian army looked at Leonidas with a shocked face and said, "Do you want to die?" The Persian Janissaries will be able to surround Thermopylae by noon tomorrow, and it will take a whole day for your reinforcements to arrive! ”

Leonidas ignored him and turned to the Spartan warriors and shouted, "Spartans! Get ready for glory! ”

The leader of the Athenian army opened his mouth wide and said in disbelief: "Are you all crazy!?" Where is the glory of this? Retreat, surrender, or die in battle! ”

Leonidas pulled the Athenian leader by the collar, looked at him and said resolutely: "This choice is very simple for us! The Spartans will never retreat, they will never surrender! ”

Never retreat, never surrender.

Then, it can only be death in battle.

The king thought for a moment, slowly let go of the collar of the Athenian chieftain, and said with some gloom: "Go away!" Go and tell all the Greeks that they will touch their consciences. ”

Leonidas stared at the other party with a cold look in his eyes and continued: "Speaking of which, you also touch your conscience. ”

The Athenian chief was not touched by this statement, or he was touched, but his own life was clearly more critical.

He turned his head and fled towards the hot spring pass, but he didn't hesitate to stop for a moment.

Ling Zifeng looked at the group of Athenian reinforcements leaving Hot Spring Pass, and his heart became irritable and anxious.

He was very anxious to leave with these Athenians, because the rear was lost, and to stay here was to seek death.

It's a pity that for him to leave now is definitely death, and the mission of the Lord God is no joke.

Stay, and maybe there is a glimmer of life.

His mission was to kill Xerxes, and now there were only two days left to give.

He knew his fate very well, thinking that the plot had developed so far that there was only one chance left to kill Xerxes.

It was at the last moment that when Sparta was encircled, Xerxes would come here again.

If he were gone now, he would not have a chance to approach Xerxes and kill him again in two days.

So, he sighed and stayed helplessly.

Mo Sandi's face was also full of sadness when she heard the news, and she had seen hope for rescuing her brother, but now it has come to naught.

She was very discouraged and conflicted, and she didn't know what to do.

However, when she was surprised to find that Ling Zifeng hadn't left, she stepped forward curiously and asked, "You, aren't you afraid of death?" ”

Ling Zifeng shook his head miserably, he didn't explain too much, because it was impossible for him to tell the other party that if he left, he would be wiped out by the main god.

He simply walked back to the Spartan ranks, silently waiting for the king to redeploy.

Mo Sandi misunderstood Ling Zifeng's helplessness, she thought that Ling Zifeng shook his head to express that he was not afraid of death.

She understood very well why Leonidas didn't go.

Because whether they die in battle or not, as long as they drag the Persians for another half a day, the army in the rear of Sparta will be able to arrive, and the war will be brought to a successful end.

But she didn't understand why Ling Zifeng didn't leave.

Because she couldn't figure out what Ling Zifeng had in mind anyway, could it be that this guy didn't even care about his own life in order to kill his target?

After a while, Mo Sandi sighed and said to Ling Zifeng heavily: "I'm sorry, I can't just die here, my brother is still waiting for me to rescue, I have more important things to do!" ”

Ling Zifeng nodded regretfully, expressing understanding.

Watching Mo Sandi leave with the assassin team, it could be seen that there was great reluctance in his eyes, he was reluctant to leave at this time with his powerful help, and he was reluctant to part with this assassin beauty.

Mo Sandi, who was getting farther and farther away, also looked back at Ling Zifeng many times, wondering if she had the same reluctance in her heart.

Fellow Daoists will eventually pass away, and they will leave with thousands of miles.

Leonidas looked at the departing allies and found that the Spartan warriors were also gloomy and gloomy. He looked at Ling Zifeng who was left behind with appreciation, and a strong warmth rose in his heart.

The king put his arm around Ling Zifeng's shoulders and pulled him to the Spartan warriors.

The king raised his hand and said in a firm and powerful tone: "Warriors, children, our friends have not completely abandoned us. ”

Everyone cast a burst of grateful eyes, and Ling Zifeng shook his head helplessly again in his heart, he had to stay, otherwise who would want to die in vain? .

Seeing that the warriors had recovered a little of their emotions, he continued to say to the surroundings:

"Everybody lean over and listen to me."

"No retreat, no surrender, this is the law of Sparta. According to the law, we will resist and fight to the death! ”

"This is our glory!"

"However, Ling Zifeng, a magician from the East, he doesn't need to obey our laws. He can leave and avoid the impending death. ”

But he didn't leave, his choice was to stay, and he wasn't afraid to face death! He was as brave as we Spartans! Let us rejoice in the help of this warrior! ”

Hearing the king's explanation, the Spartan warriors cheered in admiration.

"Roar Roar"

After three cheers full of admiration and gratitude, the king of Sparta continued: "From this moment on, I intend to appoint Ling Zifeng, a magician from the East, as our Spartan warrior, I wonder if I have this honor?" ”

After speaking, he eagerly looked at Ling Zifeng and waited for his answer.

Ling Zifeng was startled and hurriedly replied, "No, no, it's my honor." ”

Because he knew that the simple title of "Spartan warrior" represented the greatest honor of Sparta, he just didn't expect the king to make such a show at this time.

Seeing that he had no objection, the king laughed, put his hands around his shoulders and said loudly, "From now on, Ling Zifeng is our brother!" ”

"The world will know that there were once three hundred Spartan warriors and magicians from the East who sacrificed their lives to defend their freedom!"

Listening to the king's impassioned speech, the Spartans once again cheered majestically, and the previous gloom was suddenly swept away.

Ling Zifeng listened to this, but he smiled bitterly in his heart, it turned out that the king wanted to establish himself as an "image representative" of the source of their morale.

He can only know that he has suffering, if he is not limited by the mission of the main god, how can he accompany this group of Spartans to go crazy?

Moreover, he, the guy who came to snatch the luck value, was actually promoted by Leonidas as a warrior defending freedom.

He really didn't know whether he should smile bitterly, or smile bitterly, or smile bitterly.