"Report! Commander, our blocking forces have been repulsed, and the enemy is attacking our right flank! ”

Although Philicios had been mentally prepared, he still felt a palpitation when he heard the news. He stared anxiously at the dusty front, the longing and noisy voices of the figures were still the same as before, and the Legion of Theoria, on which he had high hopes, showed no sign of breaking the enemy......

"Commander, we ...... What are we going to do? The adjutant asked nervously.

Phellisius was silent: where does the coalition army at this moment have the extra strength to block the enemy's reinforcements!

It's just that he still has a trace of luck when he is in turmoil, but this luck is quickly shattered.

"Report to the commander, enemy reinforcements have appeared on the right flank! Yes...... There are tens of thousands! Storming Crotone's back, Crotone ...... The Crotone couldn't resist...... ...... has begun to retreat"

"What!!" Pherisius and his entourage were struck by lightning, and they were all stunned.

The battle-hardened Phellisius was the first to come back to his senses and immediately hissed out, "Retreat!" Blow the trumpet of retreat! Retreat now!! ”

Now that the defeat of the coalition is assured, then ...... I want to bring the Fourth and Fifth Legions back as safely as possible! Under the painful gaze of Phellisius, "Woo! Woo! Woo! ......" retreating trumpets resounded in the rear of the coalition forces.

This call not only surprised the Dionian soldiers, but also made the officers of all ranks incredulous.

"Is Philicus crazy?! Seeing that we were about to break through the defenses of the Syracuses, he dared to let us retreat at this time! Dracos had to be furious, and even if a herald later told him why Pherisius had chosen to retreat, it would be difficult for him to accept it for a while.

"Give me a little more time! A little time! Wait for my legion to break through the enemy on the opposite side before retreating! The Ionian Legion has never been defeated, and we cannot afford to lose this honor in our hands! What a shame! ……”

Listening to the legion leader's painful roar, the people around him lowered their heads sadly.

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"We ...... Defeated......" After listening to the herald's words, Epitenis clutched the mane of the war horse under his crotch, and the tame war horse neighed again in pain, and kept digging the earth with his front hooves, and he was unaware.

“…… Move the flag. He struggled to squeeze the words out of his mouth, tears already flashing across his face.

When the bugle sounds, the legionnaires also have to look at the instructions of the military flag, because the sound on the battlefield is noisy, and it is difficult to distinguish between the enemy and the enemy.

"Look! The flag has moved!! The Dionian soldiers who looked back were in an uproar.

Not only the regimental flag, the brigade flag, but also the company flag waved to the rear one after another......

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"Congratulations, sir! The Great Greeks have been defeated, and you have won the battle! This is a great victory, and from now on this land is up to you! In the face of Damocles' praise, Dionysius was not too complacent, and with more than 70,000 people against more than 50,000, victory was expected. But what he didn't expect was that the most elite heavy infantry in Syracuse was completely suppressed by the so-called "legions" of Dionica on the battlefield, and the key was that the fourth and fifth legions composed of aliens (Dionysius was more attentive to the collection of Dionysian intelligence), if it was to meet the first and second legions they boasted, what should the heavy infantry units of Syracuse do?

Thus, even after the victory, Dionysius remained vigilant: "Although the enemy is defeated, the battle is not over, continue to urge reinforcements on both flanks to continue the pursuit, killing and capturing more of the Great Greeks, especially the Dionians!" ”

"Take all your heralds and go to find me Ashirita and Gaba, and tell them that I am very angry that they did not follow orders and assist in attacking the enemy's right flank, and that they do not want to be paid even a single silver coin unless they immediately give me the black armor to pursue the enemies in black armor, kill as many of them as possible, and capture them!"

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Eiffie Alter had also practiced how to retreat in previous military training, but he didn't expect to use it in the first battle. He was very distressed and smashed his long shield at the enemy, and then turned and ran with his short sword in hand, and the saber thrown by the enemy hit him in the back, and he stumbled and almost fell.

Eiffialt used his hands and feet at the same time, and quickly got up, his detachment had run more than ten meters away from the enemy's array, and he looked at the fluttering military flag, and eagerly chased after it.

The moment you turn around and run away, the danger is the greatest. Some of the soldiers were stabbed down by the enemy who was catching up, and saw their teammates fall to the ground and cry for help, but the legionnaires, who had always emphasized unity, could not care about saving their teammates at the moment, and they ran desperately, hoping to distance themselves from the enemy.

When the detachment leader "Hurry! Fast! Fast! When the sound of ......" reached his ears clearly, Ephiarte's nervous mood relaxed for a while. The officer said, "Quick! Fast! "This does not mean that the soldiers should run wildly, according to the Dionian Military Law, they should gather as much as possible under the nearest military flag and follow them in the process of retreating and running, so as not to cause too much confusion and loss of organization.

As he ran, Ephiarte heard the footsteps behind him gradually dimming, and when he looked back, he saw that the enemy had been pulled away by him for a long time, and some even stopped pursuing. If you think about it, you can understand that in an hour, carrying heavy armor and fighting continuously, the physical strength has long been exhausted, and the Dionian soldiers are trying to survive, and in their usual military training, armed cross-country is one of the important items, and the Spartans have also done this training since childhood. The soldiers of Syracuse, who had already won the battle, obviously did not have the desire and the ability to pursue it.

Ephiarte's nervous state calmed down.

But after the large army continued to run backwards for a while, it gradually slowed down.

Enamenas led the Campanian mercenaries from west to east in an attempt to hold back the fleeing Trina, while the sailors of the fleet moored on the river bank saw that they had a bargain to pick up, and in order to get the spoils of war, they also went ashore to participate in the volley, making this large net of pursuit more and more self-dense, oppressing the Trina, a large group of panicked "fish", to flee eastward, which naturally squeezed the space for the retreat of the Fourth Dionian Army.

"Quick! Fast! Fast! ......" Epitenis, standing on the banks of the Corache River, urged his legionnaires to cross the river quickly, regardless of whether they could hear him in the midst of such chaos.

And Phellisius, who stood on the other side of the Colache River, was even more painful, he did not expect that in order to limit the detour of the enemy's cavalry, he chose this river as a barrier in the rear, but now it has become a shackle to prevent the retreat of the Dionian army, although the river is neither wide nor deep, but thousands of terrified soldiers poured in together, and in an instant the river bank was trampled into a mud, once the panicked soldiers fell, it was not only a disaster for him, but also for the soldiers behind.

Countless soldiers in the riverbed are entangled, there is no order at all, everyone is pushing and pushing, and the scene is becoming more chaotic......

It was as if Phellisius had seen a repetition of the tragedy in the Persian Gorge, and his cries and reminders were so small that they were completely negligible in this ten-mile stretch of river.

Filled with remorse, Phellisius didn't dare to look at it anymore, and when he turned his head, he saw a row of trumpeters and snare drummers behind him, and in an instant, a flash of inspiration flashed: "Quick! Blow the "March of the Battlefield"! Play the "March of the Battlefield"! ……”

He shouted like a frenzy, so frightened that the trumpeters hurriedly put the horn mouthpiece on their right shoulder in their mouths, and because of nervousness, the first note was blown out of tune, but gradually they played more and more fluently and more powerfully.

"March of the Battlefield" is also adapted from the symphony that Davers remembers in his previous life, and it shows the fearlessness of soldiers rushing to the battlefield and killing the enemy with a majestic, powerful and fast melody. As the melody echoed through the Kolache River, the soldiers of the Fourth Legion, who heard it, were awakened with courage and honor in their hearts, and gradually regained their senses, and the chaos in the riverbed lessened......

At the same time, Pherisius ordered the light armoured men who had retreated from the riverbank to descend into the riverbed and form a dense array to separate the Trinas, to ease the disturbance of the orderly retreat of the Dionian Fourth Army, and even to use force to drive them west in case of emergency. At this moment, Phellisius was also forced to treat his allies ruthlessly.

"Lord Commander, Fifth Legion...... The large forces of the Fifth Army have not yet reached the banks of the river! An adjutant hurried to report.

"What?!" Pherisius felt that his head was about to explode, and wave after wave of unsettled waves, and he couldn't help but be angry because of his good temper: "What is Dracos doing?!" ”

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Due to Dracos's unwillingness, he hesitated to retreat, and most of the soldiers heard the trumpet, but saw that the flag did not move, and did not dare to retreat.

It wasn't until Dracos found that the troops on the left and right sides of the Fifth Legion were all retreating, and the Fifth Legion was about to become a lone army, so he hurriedly ordered a retreat.

Originally, the retreat of the Fifth Army should have been smoother than that of the Fourth Army, because the fierce attack of Crotone almost turned the right flank of Syracuse into a semicircle, and of course the left flank array where Crotone's army was located also became an arc, and the leftmost Crotone soldiers were originally facing south and facing north, and finally almost turned to face west and face east. After being attacked by the Fasipesas reinforcements, they fled mainly in the direction of the southeast. The Siritins led by Athesias were closer to the center, because the mother country of Siritins was not far to the east, and most of the Siritins did not know that there were enemy reinforcements in the east, or instinctively fled to the east, and ended up crowded with the Crotonens.