There was a drizzle in the sky, but outside Athens, a group of people stood in silence, holding long guns in two squares, staring at the man standing on the platform and saying nothing.

    By contrast, the ranks of slave merchants were far too scattered.

    The mercenaries, with all kinds of weapons, scattered into groups, whispered to each other, and looked at Murphy standing in the center from time to time.

    Marvel at how young these Greek lords are!

    The scattered formation, the casual manner of speaking, give people the feeling like a group of noisy mobs, even with weapons, it is difficult to make people feel afraid.

    That''s the importance of discipline!

    to be sonorous!

    Murphy pulled out his sword at his waist. He looked at the two Greek infantry squares in front of him and said the mobilization before the war: "people of Greece! Today, we will take the initiative! Tell the beasts with a sharp blade that we are not weak lambs! Let them learn to fear with blood

    This battle is almost certain, so Murphy didn''t say anything too emotional.

    He pointed to the front and said in a deep voice, "let''s go!"

    Two Greek infantry squares, a total of 160 troops marching forward, 32 general guards scattered, in two columns at the front of the team. After that, Murphy drove his horse with 11 Spartan fanatics following him. Because the mercenaries gathered by slave merchants shared part of the pressure, Murphy only brought two Greek infantry squares this time. But to be on the safe side, he took 11 surviving Spartan heavy armored fanatics with amazing fighting power!

    With these Spartan fanatics, Murphy believed that even if there were any unexpected variables, they could be solved.

    The Chinese Army started, and the mercenaries on both sides followed. Their team is messy, and some simple military training can''t make them understand the importance of discipline, so in the process of moving forward, they pull the team long and form a long and crooked snake array.

    This time, all the cooperation was led by Lady Elizabeth. There were six slave merchants, a total of 572 mercenaries.

    Of course, this is not the only number.

    In fact, a small group of adventurers and scattered mercenaries with more than 100 people are following the army to see if they can pick up two missing fish.

    Twenty silver coins and a living jackal, the value has been able to make everyone heartbeat.

    Maybe it''s not shocking to use silver coins to describe the feeling. We can use a more convincing way to describe it.

    In the southern plains, the ratio of gold to silver is 1:8, which means that one pound of gold is roughly equal to eight pounds of silver. However, because gold is mostly in the hands of the nobility, the circulation is not very ordinary, so most of the time, the currency used in the exchange is silver. The weight of a silver coin is about half Liang. Of course, there is no half Liang, because the silver coin is made according to the standard of 20 pieces of one pound.

    Twenty silver coins a pound, 160 silver coins is eight pounds, which is equal to a pound of gold!

    One pound is nine Liang, less than one jin, eight living jackals.

    This conversion ratio is equal to eight ordinary jackal slaves, which is equal to one jin of gold!!!

    How can the mercenaries not salivate over such attractive profits?

    (in terms of casting specifications, the aristocratic Council reduced the size of the gold coin for convenience of calculation. Although the ratio of gold and silver is 1:8, ten silver coins are equal to one small gold coin in terms of value.)

    The Greek infantry marched forward in 20 columns of four, with neat steps, strict discipline, and no tongue.

    But the mercenaries couldn''t do the same. As they moved forward, they looked askance to each other. From time to time, two words of laughter and yelling and swearing sounded from the ranks. Murphy frowned! Some undisciplined mercenaries even complain about why they should attack in rainy days and wait until it clears up to deal with the jackals?

    At that time, Murphy almost wanted to whip him to death!

    What do you think this is?

    You idiot! This is war! It''s going to kill people!

    It''s because of the rain that jackals, which are hairy animals, don''t like to get caught in the rain, that we can press into their gathering places as much as possible. If it''s fine, you''re so disciplined. They''ll find you a kilometer away!

    Murphy frowned, mercenaries such discipline, no wonder the battle with the Jackal man no advantage. Such a messy combination, in the battle can not be chaos, oh, mitofo!

    He raised the whip!

    No mercy!

    The backhand whipped on the face of a mercenary who was about twenty-five years old!

    Click!

    The mercenary fell to the ground with a face in his hand.

    There was a strange silence all around. The mercenaries were stunned. Then they looked at Murphy with angry eyes and yelled loudly. However, they did not dare to step forward because they were afraid of the terrible smell of the Spartan heavy armed fanatics.

    They were subordinates of slave merchants, not leaders of Murphy. Murphy''s whipping of mercenaries made them angry!

    "Call those slave merchants over here." Murphy''s eyes were cold and his hands were on the hilt of the sword, while the Greek infantry quickly spread out and surrounded hundreds of angry mercenaries with 160 people!

    The general guards scattered their horses, and the javelin was held in their hands. The invisible deterrence made the mercenaries sweat and dare not move.

    Soon, several sweaty slave merchants came on horseback.

    When they came here, they received an order from the aristocratic Council that they should make friends with these "Greeks" as far as possible. From the information provided by Mrs. Elizabeth, the aristocratic Council learned that this nation has a strong fighting capacity. In this era of human crisis, it is undoubtedly a very reliable thing to have a strong human ally!

    Therefore, the aristocratic council would not hesitate to send a batch of equipment to please Murphy.

    In the face of double strength jackals can also win, this combat effectiveness than the human city-state heavy elite infantry is only strong!

    Because of this, Murphy was not polite to these slave merchants.

    He didn''t beat around the bush. He told these slave merchants that they should straighten out their discipline. Fighting with the jackals in such a messy combination was just a few more heads. Soon, the guards of the slave merchants came into the ranks with their whip. They beat the mercenaries who had cursed Murphy with their whip until they did not dare to glare at Murphy any more!

    This kind of mercenary did not have much status to speak of, their origin was very low. If they rebel or something, their families will all become slaves or be hanged!

    Seeing that the time was ripe, Murphy galloped around the team.

    He held the sword high in his hand, surrounded by the general guard, an invisible pressure filled with.

    "Listen Murphy yelled, pointing his sword at the angry mercenaries.

    "I don''t care who you used to listen to. today! Now? You are my soldiers Murphy roared, his voice full of dignity. He looked down at the mercenaries, then pointed to the Greek infantry who would encircle them with a third, and said in a deep voice: "my soldiers! We have to understand what discipline is

    "Discipline! It''s the soul of an army! It''s the key to winning! "

    Murphy raised his hand, the Greek infantry squadron roared, and stepped forward. The neat and dreary steps made the mercenaries pale, and their hearts could not help but have a shock!

    "Today, I will train you to be a good fighter! Soldier Murphy looked around and said in a deep voice, "but!"

    "If anyone disobeys orders and dares not move forward in the face of the enemy!"

    "My general guard will cut off their heads with their own hands!"

    to be sonorous!

    The Knights of the general''s guard pulled out their swords and galloped their horses around the troop. The galloping hooves made the mercenaries who had not experienced a real war throat dry and speechless.

    Murphy took back his sword. He looked at the slave merchants who kept sweating around him and said, "this is war, not trade."

    The first few slave merchants were stunned, then nodded if they had some insight.