Tessitis looked at him innocently, and said solemnly: "It's not that I want to escape, but the sailors don't want to fight, even if I turn the rudder and the sailors don't want to paddle, this ship is more likely to become a trophy for Dionia!" ”

"Don't quibble, turn the rudder and go back! We must defeat the Dioonians with all our might, or the Syracuse Navy will be finished! The captain shouted bitterly.

"It's better when it's over! With the defeat of Syracuse, we will no longer have to be sent to fight in Greater Greece, let alone be taxed on war! A voice came from behind the captain.

The captain turned around and saw that it was the boatswain, and immediately pointed at him angrily and threatened: "You guys...... How dare you do this, and are you not afraid of the punishment of Lord Dionysius? ”

The boatswain laughed: "Of course we are afraid, but the navy is defeated, will Dionysius still be able to return!" ”

The captain was speechless for a moment.

Tessitis sighed.

The ship's escape set off a chain reaction, with the ships following the Dionians' frenzied attacks and leaving the battlefield, eventually leading to the retreat of the entire Syracuse Combined Fleet......

"Lord Sekrian!!"

"General Sekrian!!"

……

Several Dionian warships rushed to the area where the flagship had sunk, where many overboard sailors floated on the sea.

"Lord Sekrian is here!" Someone waved and shouted over the sea.

Sekrian was lying motionless on a broken plank, dying, from an arrow fired by an archer from the deck of an enemy ship in his shoulder.

Soon, he was carefully carried onto the ship.

After dressing his wound briefly, he woke up in pain and asked, "...... Did we win or lose? ”

"We have won, my lord!"

“…… That's good. Sekrian let go of the worries in his heart and said weakly, "...... Fleet command temporarily ...... Leave it to Vranhos for the time being...... After cleaning up the battlefield...... After rescuing our people...... Return to Lijim at once......" With that, he fell into a deep sleep.

The Battle of Naxos (although the city of Naxos has been destroyed, this arced bay is still known locally as the Gulf of Naxos) resulted in the sinking of 15 three-sculled ships on the Dionian side, 18 three-oared ships and four other ships on the Syracuse side, and the difference in battle losses between the two sides was not too large, but the strategic intention of the Syracuse navy to defeat the Dionian fleet, control the Sicilian sea, and completely encircle the Dionian army in the town of Meyaro was defeated.

To make matters worse, the Dionica fleet, without the help of the Raven Drawbridge, was able to defeat the numerically superior Syracuse navy with fewer victories, which greatly boosted the self-confidence of the Dionian sailors and severely damaged the morale of the Syracuse navy.

Macias did not expect that he would witness the defeat of the numerically superior Syracuse navy by the enemy for the second time on land in five years, and the incompetence of the Syracuse navy really left him speechless, which also made him more vigilant against the Dionian army, and determined to continue to attack Meiaro, and wait for the arrival of reinforcements tomorrow, and then concentrate on attacking Meiaro with all his strength.

Syracuse's ballista troops had been advancing, and the counterattack of the six ballistae of the First Army was only a small episode, without the protection of the tall stone walls, under the concentrated bombardment of nearly a hundred ballistae in Syracuse, they were like stones thrown into the rapids, just splashing a little water, and then disappearing in an instant.

Syracuse's ballistae advanced all the way to the Alcantara River. Although the town of Mejaro was only a few years old, its area was not small, even larger than the city of Sikuli, and it was blocked by the Alcantara River and the banks on both sides, and the Syracuse ballista could only cover 1/2 of the town of Mejaro even if it used five kilograms of stone projectiles to shoot the maximum range, so Antonios ordered the First Army and the exiles to retreat to the north of the town of Mejaro to avoid being hit by ballistae in order to preserve their strength. At the same time, he ordered the whole population under the command of the engineering battalion to urgently build an earthen wall in the town to defend the southern side of the town with the bricks and earth of the destroyed houses.

Seeing that the range of the ballistae was limited and he could not completely destroy the town of Meyaro, Masias made a ruthless effort to replace the ballista troops with fire cans, and tried to catapult into the town, ignite a fire, burn the town of Meyaro, consume the enemy's physical strength, hit the enemy's morale, and even completely drive the enemy out of Meyaro, which was more convenient for the attack of the Syracuse army.

Thankfully, while the soldiers of the First Legion and the exiles were building the earthen wall, they dug a trench from east to west to prevent the spread of the fire and preserved the residential area in the northern part of the town of Mejaro.

The ballista troops of Syracuse bombarded them with stone bullets, short spears, and fire pots for a day, and nearly half of the ballista guns were damaged, and almost half of the town of Meyaro was in ruins, and the fire was still burning until evening, but it made it easier for the sentries of the First Army to observe the enemy's movements and prevent sneak attacks.

However, more than 10,000 of the town's exiles and their families were gathered in a small area of the town, exhausted by the roar and fire of the whole day. The same was true for the soldiers of the First Legion, and although the loss of personnel was not large, such a long-range attack made the brave First Legion soldiers feel very powerless, and at the same time increased the fear of tomorrow's battle.

The worst of the day's bombardment were the hundreds of young and middle-aged citizens of Sikuli who had been captured and had not yet been released, because all of them were busy dealing with the ballista attacks of Syracuse, and no one cared about the captives, and all of them were burned alive by the fire......

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At dawn the next day, a squad of the Fourth Regiment was patrolling the wooden walls at the Dionian Chinese Army camp outside the Sili Court.

In the early spring, it is warm and cold, and because the rain begins to increase, there is often heavy fog in the early morning in the southern Italian region, and it often does not dissipate in the morning, and Xiliting is no exception, especially today it is foggy, between heaven and earth, gray and boundless, people walk in the meantime, the fog is thick as if you can reach out and grab a ball, five meters away from the person can not see people clearly, even breathing is a little difficult.

In such difficult weather, the soldiers not only did not slack off, but became more vigilant.

Squad Leader Eiffialt repeatedly reminded the soldiers to cheer up and listen to movements outside the camp. He was only a legionnaire before the Syracuse invaded Greater Greece, and after the Battle of Crotone, the former squad leader was wounded, and he was chosen by his teammates to take over the position, examples like this were common in the Dionian army, where wars would take the lives of countless soldiers, and would also make true warriors stand out and be ordained.

Suddenly, a soldier shouted: "Captain, it seems that there is a voice outside!" ”

Taken aback, he hurriedly motioned for the soldiers not to speak, he grabbed the battlements, leaned out, and listened carefully.

The other soldiers did the same.

There seemed to be a subtle murmur ahead, but the thick fog made it difficult for everyone to hear it and not be sure.

To send a warning or not to give a warning? Ephiarte was a little nervous under the gaze of the soldiers, because once the warning "there was an enemy attack" was issued, then the entire Dionian battalion and tens of thousands of soldiers had to crawl out of the warm bed, put on their armor, take out their shields and spears, assemble in a very short time, and immediately rush to the designated defensive positions of the regiments, brigades, companies, and detachments. This is still in normal times, and in dense foggy weather like today, there will inevitably be some chaos in such a large-scale emergency preparation operation, and if it is finally determined that there is no enemy attack, the responsibility faced by Ephiarte's team can be imagined.

Ephiarte swallowed and said to his men, "Go and inform the archers on the sentry towers at once, and ask them to shoot an arrow forward." You each be in front of the watchtower, listening carefully to what is happening outside the camp! ”

The order was quickly executed.

Ephiarte looked back at the sentry tower behind him, which was three meters high behind him, and the archers bent their bows and arrows, and soon after the arrows were fired, they were engulfed in a thick fog......

Eiffialt listened attentively, and after a few minutes, there was no unusual movement outside the camp, and he breathed a sigh of relief for the time being, and his heart was still a little lost.

At this moment, a sharp scream in front of him had just pierced through the thick fog, and then it came again.

"Captain, there are enemies!" The soldiers not far away shouted urgently.

Eiffial Alter immediately became nervous and excited: "Inform the camp immediately!" ”

"Woo! Woo! Woo! ......" The high-pitched sound of the military horn resounded through the Dionian camp, and the originally silent camp suddenly boiled......

Davers was also awakened by the roar, and as soon as he turned over and sat up, the clerk Henipolis hurried in: "Your Majesty, the Syracuse people have attacked the camp!" ”

When Davers heard the news, he unhurriedly lifted the leather robe that covered his body, and the servant brought him clothes and armor, and he said as he wore them: "Dionysius is finally out of the city, how many of them have come?" ”

"Now there is a heavy fog outside, and I don't know how many enemies are out of the city."

"Oh, fog! Dionysius was very good at choosing his time. With the help of his servants, Davers put the thick cuirass on his body, patted it with his hand, and felt the tightness just right: "How is the situation in the left and right battalions?" ”

"There is no news yet, could it be-" Henipolis boldly guessed: "Dionysius concentrated his forces and focused on the Chinese army camp where your Majesty is located?" ”

Davers smiled: "Good idea, but don't jump to conclusions." We just need to follow the previous deployment, guard the camp, and then slowly observe the enemy's movements. ”

"Do you need me to call Amyntas, Matonis, and the other legion commanders? Let Your Majesty give you the deployment task and give the order?! Henipolis asked again.