However, what the commander said became more and more exaggerated and outrageous, even making other Persian generals think that he was boosting the morale of the enemy and belittling the soldiers of the Persian Empire.
"Stop the fucking bullshit!"
A general stood up angrily, one hand already on the hilt of his sword.
"How could one man single-handedly kill nearly a hundred of my soldiers?"
At this moment, the general of the vanguard troops, who had been kneeling on the ground, spoke.
"No… not just him."
"Every Spartan...is like that."
"Our men rushed against their shield wall, and it was like... stone hitting iron, shattering into pieces in an instant."
"We also tried various methods, such as flanking maneuvers, frontal assaults, and bow and arrow suppression."
"But none of this has any effect on them!"
"The most terrifying thing is that they seem to have no concept of fear at all. Even when surrounded, they remain undaunted."
"Even though those Spartans were surrounded, there wasn't a trace of fear on their faces!"
"They...they're barely human!"
After hearing the words of the commander-in-chief and the general, the tent fell silent again.
At this time, the veteran who was vomiting blood opened his eyes slightly.
"This is illogical. Even the most powerful soldiers can't be this strong."
"unless......"
The war supervisor immediately interjected: "Unless there is divine help!"
At this point, the war supervisor's face lit up. After all, the more people agreed with this, the more likely he would be able to save his life.
"It's possible that Ares, the god of war, gave them divine power! Or perhaps Hercules, the god of strength, gave them strength!"
Ares, the god of war, and Hercules, the god of strength, are both Greek gods, and now, these two messengers of the gods belong to Sparta.
However, this statement caused laughter among the generals in the tent.
"Ha! It seems our warriors were not defeated by the Spartans, but frightened by the gods!"
"I think you've lost your mind. Even if it's the gods who bless us, how could they bless three hundred warriors at the same time?"
The war supervisor's face turned pale, but the veteran who had vomited blood before showed some worry.
"This is nothing to laugh at."
"But if this isn't a miracle, then we should be even more vigilant."
"This means that the Spartans have mastered some kind of combat skills that surpass those of mortals. Their fighting style is far beyond ours."
As soon as these words were spoken, the laughter in the tent stopped abruptly.
The faces of several generals became worried again. Obviously, the old general's analysis was not unreasonable.
If the Greeks really had such advanced methods, then Nadir Shah's entire plan of conquest would be affected.
At this moment, someone noticed a subtle change in Nadir Shah’s expression.
The King of Kings' brows furrowed slightly, his lips pressed into a straight line.
The generals who often stayed around Nadir Shah immediately realized that their emperor only had such an expression when he was angry.
Nadir Shah's gaze moved from the supervising officer to the officers, and then slowly scanned everyone in the tent.
Everyone being watched felt a chill running down their spine.
Nadir Shah finally spoke slowly.
"Three hundred people."
"They killed my messengers and rejected my gifts."
"They even massacred our vanguard troops?"
The supervisor and officers simultaneously lowered their foreheads to the ground. They knew that what Nadir Shah said next would directly determine their life or death.
However, they did not listen to the voice uttered by Nadir Shah.
Nadir Shah raised his hand slightly at this time, and two guards immediately stepped forward and grabbed the arms of the supervisor and the officer.
Obviously.
"Ah! King of kings! God-King, King of kings!"
The war supervisor struggled in fear, knowing that this was his last chance to speak.
"Everything we said is true! I swear on my family's honor!"
"We've tried our best to stop it, but the army is out of control and won't obey our orders!"
"I am willing to guarantee it with my life, King of Kings!"
The general spoke in the same panic.
"We have risked everything for the Persian Empire!"
Nadir Shah remained deaf to all this.
"Drag him away."
The two of them made pleading sounds at the same time.
"Have mercy, King of kings!"
"We know we were wrong! We will reorganize our forces and will definitely take Thermopylae!"
"We will lead the way, ah! ah! King of kings!"
The guards didn't care and dragged the two men out of the tent like animals.
There was a brief noise outside the tent, followed by two sharp muffled sounds, and then silence.
A moment later, two guards returned, carrying the two men's heads.
"It has been done, King of Kings."
Nadir Shah raised his hand and the two guards retreated. They threw the heads of the two guys to the side near the coast like throwing away garbage.
Nadir Shah now glanced at the remaining, calm-headed generals.
"Thermopylae."
"A tiny country can actually stop the vanguard of our Persian army."
"Even their king is at the forefront."
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