You will also encounter Shura Field after exile [Greek Mythology]

"You shouldn't worry about such things as 60 people." Moros said softly, trying to grab Tartarus, and he insisted on finding a safe place to hide.

"I think 60 people could trample me to death," Tartarus said.

"No, you are Master Tartarus." Moros said solemnly, "We all know that your authority has this function."

"But I don't want to use it here." Tartarus shook his head, "Isn't it good to be alive?"

Behind them, the Persian army was marching. The two gods stood on the rock wall and looked back. In the distance were the Persian warships on the sea, and their army was on the narrow passage. Soldiers with sharp weapons, including cavalry, chariots, and giant elephants, and the king staggered forward in a sedan chair carried by more than [-] slaves.

The scout ran back, knelt down in front of Wang's sedan chair, and announced something. Wang let out a disdainful chuckle from the tent.

Then he signaled to move on.

They retreated here in defeat. What resistance do they have? Wang raised his head and looked at the terrain. It was indeed a good place to hold on to danger.

But according to the reports from the scouts, there are only a few hundred people ahead, but he considers himself a benevolent monarch, and it would be great if he could be recruited to surrender.

Of course, if they refused to submit to him, he would not hesitate to kill them, always.

His gods are protecting him, as long as he is devout enough in life, he will receive incomparable happiness and glory after death, and the treatment after death will match the degree of piety in life. This is the promise his god gave him.

Therefore, it is necessary to prepare complicated sacrifices for the gods, and to practice the dogmas spoken by the gods all their lives, and to eliminate evil (pagans).

He repeated in his heart that to this day, everything he has done is righteous.

His god of light, the god of perfection, will gain everything, defeat the god of darkness, and lead mankind to the ideal land of eternal glory.

However, Xerxes' eyes fell on the valley in the distance, and a group of crows flew up above. He was disturbed by something, and the smell of blood came to his nostrils. He cut off the nose of a slave yesterday because he The exhaled smell is bad.

His heart seemed to be hit by something.

He forcibly suppressed this feeling, the joy brought by the conquest was enough to make him slightly drunk, he didn't want to think about it any more, and quickly killed these ignorant guys, in front of him was a large plain, vineyards and cities , and beautiful woman with dark hair.

"Go ahead," he ordered.

"They are coming." The Spartan scouts returned to the team. The people acted silently and quickly, extinguishing the fire, and hanging their weapons on their bodies. They have experienced many battles, and they can understand each other with just one look. , without too many words, the flying birds heralded the direction of the army coming.

Everyone is silent.

But with extraordinary courage and determination.

Their king came out and stood at the forefront.

The middle-aged man turned his head and looked at the narrow valley.

"Although there are many enemies, they can't deploy in such a terrain, they will only come in groups." He ordered, "First take your shields, they will shoot arrows first."

"Then it's time to fight." He said loudly, "We need to defend this place for three days. As long as the solar vehicle passes through the sky three times, our mission will be considered complete."

"The sun, moon and stars will fight with us," he said, "and then we will die."

"The crows will eat us to the bone, the enemy will trample our corpses, and our heads will be hung on poles."

He said aloud, describing the bloody red sun of the future, "Yet we died here today because our wives and children, our brothers and our parents, would not be treated like this."

"When people ask why we die, they will proudly answer for us, so that more people don't die," he said, "When someone asks why we don't enjoy being the party of some monarch And when they are rich, they will puff up their chests and answer, for those of us who survive not to be slaves."

A sound of breaking wind was heard in the distance, and the experienced warriors raised their strong shields, and there was a pounding sound on the cowhide-covered shields, as if locusts came and hit the window. When they come over, the wheat or barley is eaten up.

The sound of breaking wind gradually stopped.

The Persian army approached cautiously, and from a distance it seemed to be a thorny bush of arrows.

However, in the next instant, the shields were flipped over neatly, and the warrior stood up as if growing out of the ground.

Thorn is a plant that produces blood-colored flowers.

But now, the splashed blood has bloomed flowers one after another, blooming for the first time on the cliff of the abrupt beach.

"Get on the elephant, get on the elephant," shouted the Persian commander, "get the elephant up quickly."

"I will trample my own people to death." The adjutant objected.

"No, it can't go on like this, it doesn't matter if you trample a few to death, just bring the elephant up."

The Spartans felt the tremor of the earth, and everyone couldn't help looking at the source of the huge power. It was an elephant. The elephant with a sharp knife tied to its tusk seemed to be in extreme anger, and rushed out of the crowd. The person who stepped on it instantly became a thin painting on the ground, and then it rushed in front of the Spartans.

"Kill him with a spear," Leonidas ordered, "it doesn't matter, even if they bring Zeus's bull or Poseidon's horse, I will kill them here today, within three days. Inside, we are invincible."

"Okay," his soldier replied calmly.

The elephant uttered a dying cry.

It stood up in pain, but lost its balance and fell from the high cliff.

During these three days, each of them was an invincible god.

Even if Ares appeared in the opposite camp driving the chariot himself, they would not take a step back.

Even if the god of fate himself tells them that there is no hope, they will go to death.

This is the time of life and death, how can you trust the gods who don't understand what life and death are.

The so-called "possibility" is a tower built by countless people with impossible stones in their arms, just for one day, a person will reach out from the pile of bones to tear away the dark clouds and hold the impossible. out of that line possible.

So go fight, go die.

For posterity, for the living.

This is the strangest rule of human beings, the strong die for the weak, and the saints die for the mediocre.

This rule sounds extremely unreasonable at first glance, but human beings rely on it to survive until today.

The dawn of the fourth day came as expected, but the sun missed the appointment, and the light was obscured by thick dark clouds, almost as dim as dusk.

Xerxes stepped out of the sedan chair, and the wind blew on his face, bringing a strong smell of blood.

pagan.

outlander.

He should have called them stupid, or evil, but he found he couldn't.

"If there are still people, come out, I will give you status and power." He announced loudly.

The king of Sparta came out from behind the ramparts, looking tired, bloody and with several wounds.

"Kneel down," he said, "just kneel, and I'll give you everything I promise."

Leonidas put aside his shield, then his spear.

"Is he going to surrender?" Tartarus couldn't help but whispered, "Unexpectedly, after persisting for so long, he still wants to surrender. After all, he is a human being who is greedy for life and afraid of death."

He bent his knees and knelt on the ground, his forehead touching the dust.

Xerxes was satisfied, as if the heavy stone on his heart had been removed, he was just, he thought, the other party had recognized him.

He came over.

Ten meters, eight meters, five meters from here.

At this moment Tartarus saw something, his pupils dilated in surprise, another survivor appeared at some point, stepped on the king's back, and raised his javelin.

At this moment, he froze in mid-air, like the gods praised by humans in a tall temple.

The arrow shot out of the air in the next instant, and the two people were shot in an instant. However, he had lost his breath, but his spear was thrown out.

Xerxes was also very experienced. With a short stature, he shot a spear past his head and stuck it straight into his throne, penetrating three points.

The bright flame that symbolized his supremacy trembled and fell, rubies and gold shattered.

In order to try a possibility, even dignity can be given up.

In the end it was useless.

What a sad ants.

Tartarus sighed and closed his eyes, "The curtain is over, let's go."

Leonidas was lying on the ground, his internal organs had been pierced, the overflow of gastric juice was slowly burning his lungs, dying, all feeling was leaving him.

However, he felt someone touch his head.

He opened his eyes and saw the girl he met in the city, she was indeed not an ordinary person.

"Did it work?" he asked softly.

"If you want to kill Xerxes, no." The girl replied honestly.

"And the other thing?" he asked.

The girl lowered her head and kissed him on the forehead. At that moment, he felt some sporadic fragments. It was a certain power in this kiss, which made him see some broken flashes of the future.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

"I seem to know who you are." He suddenly smiled and said, "I'm barely a good person."

Then he closed his eyes and stretched out his legs like he would sleep with his dog on the bed next to his wife.

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In addition, the state religion of Persia is Zoroastrianism. Some people say that this is the oldest monotheistic religion, which influenced the later reform of Akhenaten and the birth of other monotheistic religions.

But it’s just a way of saying. For Zoroastrianism, it is basically a value that is linked to the belief value and the after-death treatment, and there are also settings such as post-death trials.

Of course I'm just writing nonsense here, please don't take it seriously

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