Nikolaos The Great
06-09-2004, 00:19
*Live on international TV broadcasts*
"Today is a golorius day for the Hellenic Army! The 200,000 soldiers that where trained from the age of 10 have completed there training today and are all promoted to Hoplites! The Hoplites are the most elite soldiers in Greece and are feared through out the Balkans. The Phalanx army now haves 400,000 Hoplites."
The top 200 of the newly promoted Hoplites standed in back of Nikolaos the Great as they started singing there war cry and there national anthem.
War Cry:
We march... We march to war... We march... We fight... We are Spartans. Blood will fall, but it will not be ours... We march... Sparta is war reborn... we are the children of war... We are Spartans.
I am Leonidas, and this is my story. I have met the wolf, felt its bite, and I have survived. These new wolves are neverending, but Sparta will show true might. Though we fall, still we will come for we are war incarnate. I have started this, and so must I finish it. Xerxes shall die, this I, Leonidas, warlord of Sparta, do say. This is the story of the 300... the story of Spartan heroism. Though we bled the ground red at Thermopolyae, still we live on.
War is Sparta, We are Spartans. We are War!
National Anthem:
I shall always recognise you
By the dreadful sword you hold,
As the earth, with searching vision,
You survey, with spirit bold.
'Twas the Greeks of old whose dying
Brought to birth our spirit free.
Now, with ancient valour rising,
Let us hail you, oh Liberty!
"Today is a golorius day for the Hellenic Army! The 200,000 soldiers that where trained from the age of 10 have completed there training today and are all promoted to Hoplites! The Hoplites are the most elite soldiers in Greece and are feared through out the Balkans. The Phalanx army now haves 400,000 Hoplites."
The top 200 of the newly promoted Hoplites standed in back of Nikolaos the Great as they started singing there war cry and there national anthem.
War Cry:
We march... We march to war... We march... We fight... We are Spartans. Blood will fall, but it will not be ours... We march... Sparta is war reborn... we are the children of war... We are Spartans.
I am Leonidas, and this is my story. I have met the wolf, felt its bite, and I have survived. These new wolves are neverending, but Sparta will show true might. Though we fall, still we will come for we are war incarnate. I have started this, and so must I finish it. Xerxes shall die, this I, Leonidas, warlord of Sparta, do say. This is the story of the 300... the story of Spartan heroism. Though we bled the ground red at Thermopolyae, still we live on.
War is Sparta, We are Spartans. We are War!
National Anthem:
I shall always recognise you
By the dreadful sword you hold,
As the earth, with searching vision,
You survey, with spirit bold.
'Twas the Greeks of old whose dying
Brought to birth our spirit free.
Now, with ancient valour rising,
Let us hail you, oh Liberty!