"Let's go! Come on! Disobedience to orders, military law...... Military Justice!! Soberkos roared, beads of sweat and tears on his face.

The remaining Dionian cavalry finally turned around.

As if he had exhausted his strength, Sobox fell backwards, his right fist still firmly in front of his chest.

The blue sky, the white clouds, and the dazzling sun, the sunlight shining on the body is so warm...... A smile appeared on Sobkos' face......

"Dionian Wansheng......" he muttered, and at this moment he was thinking not of Turii, who had given birth to him and raised him for decades, but of the Dionian League, which had only been established for a few years.

When the enemy's spear pierced him in the chest, he did not dodge, but closed his eyes, and in the depths of his soul he saw the beautiful Élysée Paradise that was unfolding to him in its entirety......

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In Trina, there are now only about 500 citizen soldiers in the city, and there are no other citizens, and it is almost empty.

Why is this happening?

For when Sipros proposed at the citizens' meeting to "send the greatest number of soldiers into battle", the citizens asked him: "In the event of a sudden attack on the city of Trina by the enemy, how can we hold it with so few soldiers?" ”

His reply was: "Let the populace temporarily move to Knappetia, where they will be sheltered by the Ionian League, until they have won the battle and then return to ......"

In the end, the reason why the citizens' assembly passed his seemingly absurd proposal was because the large camp of Syracuse was not far away on the bank of the river, and the huge fleet of Syracuse was hovering in the bay, lurking in the grass like a tiger, waiting on the city of Trina at any time, making the citizens fear day and night, so they all pinned their hopes on the victory of this battle to completely disappear this great threat.

With the consent of Arcistes, the acting governor of Knappetia, more than 40,000 people of Trina took refuge north with their food and belongings.

After Sipros left with 8,500 soldiers, there were less than 500 citizen soldiers left in the city, who closed the gates and kept a nervous watch for movement outside the city.

"Look, Syracuse's fleet!" A soldier pointed to the sea outside the harbor and shouted nervously.

For the past two days, the ships of Syracuse have been coming and going at the mouth of the Ramato River, and the people of Trina have become somewhat accustomed to it. But this time there were not only cargo ships, but also warships, and the number was staggering, it seems that there were no less than 200 of them.

"There are soldiers on board!" When the Syracuse fleet sailed into the Ramato River, a short distance from the city of Trina, the soldiers at the head of the city could clearly see that the flotilla entering the estuary was two ships side by side, one behind the other, and each boat was fully loaded.

"This ...... That's probably no less than 10,000 people! ”

"With these few people, it's impossible to defend this city!"

"Let's just ...... now Retreat. Anyway, Sipros said, 'If you can't hold it, you can retreat, just like Athens did in the face of the invasion of the Persian army, abandon your homeland, and come back to rebuild in the future.' ’”

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The Trina soldiers shouted in panic, but they soon discovered that the large fleet was not anchored on the banks of the river near Trina, but was heading upstream.

The soldiers breathed a sigh of relief, but General Trina, who had been looking down on the two "long dragons" in the Ramato River, looked solemn, and a terrible thought rose in his heart.

"Ride your horse to the battlefield of the battle! Tell the Coalition Commander that tens of thousands of Syracuse soldiers are on their way to the battlefield and hope they—" Blomatos said this, and suddenly thought of something, and he couldn't say more.

According to the previous report of the scouts, the coalition forces have begun to engage in a battle with the Syracusens, and all the units of the coalition army should now be fully committed, even if the generals know this news, what can they do to stop the enemy's reinforcements?

Looking at the herald, who was also nervous, Bromatos tried to calm himself down: "Let's go. ”

“…… Be! The herald turned to go down the city.

Bromatos said cautiously: "After the news is delivered, you will stay near the battlefield, and once the battle has a result, rush back and tell us immediately!" ”

"Accelerate! Accelerate again! "Leptignes stood behind the piper, who controlled the rhythm of the sailor's paddling, and gave the order himself.

To the fast-paced beat of the drums, dozens of sailors paddled desperately to the wooden oars. This is the fifty-slurry warship at the forefront, and its rapid progress on the water naturally drives the forward speed of the stern and side fleets, coupled with the southeast breeze, so that the speed of the entire fleet does not become slow because it is against the current.

Despite the speed of the fleet, Reptines remained solemn: as commander of the navy, the disastrous defeat at Carthage a few years earlier had nearly cost him the trust of his brother Dionysius, so this time, since the beginning of the war, he had secretly resolved to prove his ability to Dionysius and to the Syracuses, who had mocked him for being in this position by blood and not by skill. So this time, he must arrive in time, and he can't disappoint his brother Dionysius and disgrace himself!

"Ahead is the confluence of the rivers!" The lookout man who was lying on the mast shouted.

Reptinis walked quickly to the bow of the boat, and in front of him: a few dozen meters wide and a calm river diverged, one to the left and one to the right.

Leptiniez's tense face finally showed a hint of excitement: "Prepare to turn the rudder to the left!" ”

In fact, there was no need for him to give orders at all, experienced helmsmen were already adjusting the course of the warship.

Watching the ship smoothly turn into the river on the left and continue to move forward with the waves, Leptinies finally smiled, and according to the map that Dionysius had sent him yesterday, he knew that on the right side of the riverbank, four miles ahead, was a large stretch of flat sand, which was the place where he had determined the landing of the fleet.

In order to ensure a smooth landing, there was not even a single three-layer oared warship in the fleet he led this time, because the three-layer oars were too large and too long, which was not only not conducive to docking at the beach, but also easily hindered the navigation of other ships.

"N'Amenas!"

"Your Excellency." The head of the Campanian mercenaries, who was also on the ship, responded.

"Get ready, it's up to you soon!" Reptines encouraged.

Most of the landing forces in Leptinies' fleet were Campanian mercenaries, who were experienced in warfare and could fight alone without relying on dense phalanxes, which is why Dionysius chose to land them. For this general battle, Dionysius can be regarded as exhausted, and some details have been considered.

But Reptines did not like these mercenaries, especially the Celts and Numibians, and he thought that these natives were savage, bloody, indiscriminate, pillaged, and did not obey orders, and he did not want to approach them at all if it were not for the victory of this war.

"Hahaha! The brothers can't wait to kick the big Greeks in the ass, and this is arguably the easiest battle we've ever had for Lord Dionysius! Amenas laughed loudly, but he was holding back his strength to make a great contribution and be appreciated by Dionysius. Macias, also from Campania, who was also a mercenary and now a courtier of Dionysius, was his example.

"That's right, Chief. We only need one charge to get the enemy to surrender on their knees! "The mercenaries on board were confident.

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Dionysius was indeed very thoughtful. But what he did not expect was that before the battle, he had repeatedly reminded the leaders of the Numibian cavalry and the leader of the Celtic cavalry to assist the right flank in the battle, but these warlike aliens had reverted to their old ways, and after defeating the allied cavalry, they were so busy pursuing, killing, and looting the spoils of war that they had long since forgotten the orders of Dionysius.

As a result, the right flank led by Phoebidas was constantly retreating in the absence of support, and the entire right flank front that was still struggling to support was about to be pressed out of a semicircle.

What Dionysius didn't expect was that in the center, the 15,000 elite heavy infantry of Syracuse, whom he had the most high hopes for, were slowly retreating against the Ionian legionnaires in a similar number, except for a period of time at the beginning. And the retreat from the middle also affected the left wing.

After receiving urgent reports from the left, centre and right, Dionysius now felt like the whole line was retreating. Yes, the whole array! He no longer had the laid-back mood of the battle, and he ordered his adjutant Damocles and his attendants to stand closely behind the central array, shouting to the soldiers to encourage them to lift their spirits and push back the enemy's attack.

But in the loud noise created by the roars, screams, and the intersection of guns and shields, the role played was almost negligible, and the middle lane was still slowly retreating.

"What's going on?! How come the reinforcements from Fasipesas haven't arrived yet?! Dionysius asked loudly in a hurry, and his irritability also infected the war horse under his crotch, and he kept shaking his head and whispering.

"My lord, the herald has already reported back just now, and the troops led by Fasipesas are only a mile away from the right flank." Damocles replied immediately.

"There you go!" Dionysius pointed at him: "Guide Fasipesas to lead the army directly to accelerate to the right flank and attack the enemy's flank!" ”

"Yes!"

"Where has Leptinies' fleet gone?"

"It's past the position of the left flank fighting, my lord."

"That's about to land. Leptignes, this guy is moving fast this time! Hearing the news that reinforcements were about to enter the battle, Dionysius's mood relaxed a little: "Beat the snare drum and blow the trumpet, so that the soldiers will not only hold on, but also start preparing for the attack!" ”