Lin Ke left.
And Nadir Shah did not give any other orders.
He simply raised his hand, signaling his soldiers to make way for the Holy Pharaoh.
Under the gazes of everyone, Lin Ke just walked away calmly.
The Persian army also began to leave Thermopylae, and their troops began to gather on the shore and land on ships.
On the sea, the situation of the Holy Egyptian Fleet was the same.
The naval soldiers of Holy Egypt, who had been maintaining a fighting stance, also lowered their drawn bowstrings, extinguished the fuses of their rockets, and put away their sharp swords.
Seeing this, the many Persian soldiers just breathed a sigh of relief, and the sweat on their foreheads finally dripped onto the deck.
During the time that the Holy Egyptian ships were confronting them, they were on high alert, ready to respond to the attack of the Holy Egyptian fleet at any time.
For the Persian navy, this moment was a relief.
After all, due to the sudden appearance of the Holy Egyptian fleet, many Persian ships had not yet completed their combat deployment.
Many of the Persian ships had not even lowered their sails or secured their decks.
If Holy Egypt really launched a surprise attack, the Persian navy would suffer heavy losses.
"Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh, we actually got away safely."
"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it. All of this is true."
Nan Tong said this, and when he stepped onto the boat, he just looked at Lin Ke with more admiration.
"Yes, Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh, you led us safely out of the depths of the Persian army. Only the Holy Pharaoh can do such a thing in the world~"
The succubus also moved close to Lin Ke and put her chin against him.
As for Ramses, he didn't say much. He just looked at the Persian army in the distance, as if he was wary of them, fearing that the other side would suddenly launch an attack.
Lin Ke, on the other hand, looked back towards the coastline.
"Your Majesty, the Holy Pharaoh, look, the King of Persia is also watching you~"
"Hmm? What's that?"
Nadir Shah stood on the shore, looking in the direction of Lin Ke.
But he didn't make any move.
But on the shore, or to be more precise, on the cliff, some unusual movements occurred.
Several Persian generals were roughly dragged to the edge of a nearby cliff by guards.
Lin Ke was no stranger to these people. They were the tough generals who had earlier vowed that "if the Holy Pharaoh could leave alive, they would offer their heads."
Now, their faces were pale and their knees were shaking.
However, they still maintained their last "face" as generals and refused to cast begging glances in Lin Ke's direction.
The guards on the cliff chopped off their heads cleanly without any extra words.
With a flash of the knife, several heads rolled into the sea below.
The blood dyed the rocks red and was then washed away by the surging waves.
Lin Ke knew very well that this execution was not only Nadir Shah's punishment for those people, but also, of course, an "indirect apology" to Lin Ke and Holy Egypt.
Those who once spoke rudely and disrespected Saint Egypt and Linke are now paying the price for their arrogance with their lives.
Without fancy words or exaggerated performances, the King of Kings expressed his respect for Holy Egypt and himself in the most direct way.
Lin Ke did not plead for these people. He understood that this was the rule of the Persian Empire.
In the world of the Persian Empire, loyalty and obedience were paramount, and once an oath was broken, the price was often life.
To some extent, these generals brought this upon themselves; they traded their reckless gambles for brief fame and ultimately lost this life-and-death gamble.
Shortly after the execution, Lin Ke noticed two ships approaching from a distance.
One was a Greek ship, the other a Holy Egyptian ship.
Lin Ke immediately ordered his flagship to move forward to prevent the two ships from getting too close to the Persian coast.
This is not out of hostility, but to avoid possible misunderstandings that may lead to new conflicts.
After all, the situation has just eased, and any small spark could lead to all previous efforts being wasted.
When the Holy Egyptian ship approached, Lin Ke discovered that Leonidas on the deck was nowhere to be seen.
An aide-de-camp explained to him that the king had been transferred to Greek ships and was preparing to return to Sparta.
Obviously, the king of Sparta completed the task that Linke asked him to do. He had successfully stopped the Greek fleet's rash actions at the critical moment and avoided a greater conflict.
As the Greek ship approached, the diplomats on board saluted Lin Ke politely.
However, Lin Ke could sense that there was a hint of contempt in the other person's eyes.
The other side seemed surprised that Holy Egypt possessed such sophisticated warships, but deep down they still believed that this ancient civilization was just a backward kingdom in a corner of the Mediterranean.
"You must be the Holy Pharaoh."
"We sincerely thank your country for all it has done for the King of Sparta."
"His Majesty the King has already departed for his country under our escort. Saint Pharaoh, there is no need to worry about it."
Lin Ke just nodded slightly. He knew very well that these words seemed respectful on the surface, but actually contained two hidden meanings.
First, it shows that Greece does not need further help from Holy Egypt, and second, it implies that Greece is capable of handling subsequent affairs on its own and does not need external interference.
Lin Ke knew this very well, but remained calm.
He briefly briefed the Greek diplomats on the current situation: the conflict between Persia and Holy Egypt had subsided, Nadir Shah had no intention of continuing the invasion, and all parties should exercise restraint and avoid new conflicts.
"I see. We will pass this important information on to our Supreme General. He is the supreme commander of the Greek coalition forces and has the authority to decide our military actions."
Lin Ke narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard the word "Supreme General".
Because, in the Greek world, military command was usually concentrated in the hands of a person known as the "supreme general."
This position is similar to the commander-in-chief of the army and has the highest decision-making power on the battlefield.
Lin Ke looked at the other person's attire, which was significantly different from that of the Spartans.
"Supreme General."
"Excuse me, is your country's highest general an Athenian?"
Upon hearing this, the Greek diplomat simply straightened up, his tone revealing an unconcealable pride.
"Yes, Holy Pharaoh."
"The current supreme general of Athens is General Pericles."
"It seems that you already know something about us, just as the King of Sparta said."
The smile on the diplomat's face became more and more wanton.
"He is the most outstanding statesman and military leader of our time and is deeply loved by the Greek people."
This name was known to almost everyone in the Greek world.
Pericles, a symbol of the Golden Age of Athens, a leader known for his wisdom and vision.
Lin Ke just raised the corner of his mouth slightly.
It turned out to be him.
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