The reason is simple: the Dionysian army had to keep the pontoon bridge over the Euphrates firmly in their hands to keep the transportation road open.
When the army began to build the camp, the soldiers discovered a problem: this area is a continuous plain, covered with some yellow grass everywhere, and there are clusters of bushes and reeds from time to time, but not a single tree can be seen.
Unable to make wooden fences, the soldiers had to dig more dirt to ram the walls.
Of course, there are also places that make the soldiers happy. For example, the terrain here is unusually open, and the camps of each legion can be completely spread out, instead of having to gather together as in Canaan and Syria due to the narrow terrain, and there is almost no manoeuvre. space, not to mention Phoenicia.
Another thing that excites the soldiers is that there are many animals living on the plain north of the city of Tabosacus. Wild asses, antelopes, bustards, and even ostriches, they forage in groups on this wide plain, and even when they see strangers from a distance, they do not panic and run away, because they are good at running with enough limbs or wings. Let them escape from human pursuit.
However, while the Dionysian army was building the camp, they sent the Numibian light cavalry regiment, which was best at hunting on the plains. Thousands of Numibian light cavalry used tactics to round up wild asses and antelopes, and used them in the chase. The bows and arrows shot bustards and ostriches, providing the soldiers with a lot of fresh meat in just two days.
In addition, the cooks in the transport camp also used fishing nets to catch a lot of giant sturgeon in the Euphrates.
Donkey and mutton are nourishing, bustard meat is fresh and tender, sturgeon is delicious, and only ostrich meat is rough. Since the Dionysian army left Egypt and fought all the way, the original jerky has been eaten up, especially after entering the inland, the daily food is to drink hot water and eat bread. The soldiers did not expect that it would turn into ruins. Eating such delicacies in the territory of the city of Tabosacus, not only exhausted the fatigue, but also had the energy to work.
Two days later, the Numibian cavalry, who had culled animals near the camp, had to move sharply eastward in search of new prey.
One group of cavalrymen even entered the territory of Nisefonia when chasing the wild ass, and then they were shocked to see the endless thick dust mist rolling toward them, and the whole sky was dimmed.
The Persian Army is here! … Before they panicked and ran back to the camp to report the news, the scout had already sent this information back to the king’s tent in the camp.
While Davos ordered the legions to be vigilant, on the other hand, he asked the scout cavalry to pay close attention to the movements of the Persian army and report back at any time.
In the afternoon, Davos received news again: the Persian army stopped 20 miles away from the Dionysian camp and began to camp and rest, and at the same time sent a team of less than 10 messengers to meet Dio. King of Nia.
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Before Trebasus was "escorted" by the Dionysian cavalry to the Dionysian camp, he stopped and looked intently: the Dionysian camp in front of him was very simple, with only a long dirt ditch With a dirt wall more than one meter high, it is completely incomparable with the camp in Syria, but the defense of the camp can take shape in two days. The Dionians are indeed very good at building fortifications.
Trebassus secretly rejoiced that his army had arrived in time, and at the same time thought about how his army would attack this simple camp if the Dionysian army still could not defend it.
He thought as he walked, and soon came to the gate of the camp.
Said to be the camp gate, in fact, it was just a gap in the Tuweizi, and there were four fully armed palace guards and clerk Henipolis standing at the gap.
"Welcome to your arrival, the messenger of Persia." Henipolis said welcome, but there was not a trace of enthusiasm on his face, but rather cold.
Trebassus showed a dazed expression, which made Henepolis immediately realize that the other party could not understand Greek, and the court clerk who was proficient in many languages immediately repeated it in Persian.
Only then did Trebassus understand, and he raised his head and responded, "I came to meet your king on the orders of the king—"
"Your Majesty knows your intention, agree with you, come with me." Henipolis interrupted him directly, waved his hand to keep up, turned around and walked back.
Trebassus' face twitched a few times, suppressing the displeasure in his heart, and then he entered the camp. He immediately calmed down and began to observe the surroundings carefully.
As far as he could see, the camp seemed a little disordered: the tents were not only built crookedly, but also arranged in an irregular manner, causing the passages between the tents to be crooked; many soldiers in singleclothes wandered among the tents, some They were even shirtless, lying on their backs in the sun by the aisle, and even when they saw them coming, they didn't move, and only reluctantly moved away under Henipolis' scolding...
Trebassus could clearly hear their muttering complaints: "I've been building the camp for the past few days, and I'm exhausted! It's really annoying to be able to lie down and rest for a while, and to disturb me! "
"Isn't it just a little official who wrote documents for His Majesty, how dare you yell at me! It annoyed me, and slapped him to the ground with a slap!"
"It's not marching, it's building camps, it's endless! We've already gained enough wealth, why do we have to go east, we can just retreat!"
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Yes, Trebassus could understand Greek, but he pretended not to know. He wanted to use this to find out more about the Dionysian camp. He saw the expression of the Dionysian official who led the way. It became more and more ugly, but it had to be forced to endure. In the end, he simply stopped ordering the casual soldiers to give way, which also made their group's progress slow down.
Trebassus remained silent, with a deliberately impatient look on his face.
After finally passing through a camp, there was a loud noise from the front: dozens of soldiers gathered together, first cursing, and then actually moving. It wasn't long before heavily armed patrols arrived, waving sticks to disperse them.
"What happened?" Trebassus asked curiously.
Henipolis concealed the embarrassment on his face and said perfunctorily: "It's nothing, nothing, uh... A group of soldiers are very energetic, they have a wrestling match in private, and the result is too much... "
Trebassus did not ask any further questions, but in fact he heard it clearly just now: the two groups of soldiers fought over the captured prey.
Finally came to the great tent of Dionysian army, Trebassus heard the quarrel coming from the tent, he listened carefully: as if arguing whether to continue marching east
"Your Majesty, the Persian messenger is here!" Henipolis shouted, and the tent quickly regained its tranquility, and a strong and heavy voice came out: "Bring him in!"
Trebassus walked into the large tent, and what caught his eyes were twenty or thirty generals of Dionia in armor and helmets with bright tassels. In the center of the tent sat an old man who was also wearing armor but a crown. He looked solemn and majestic.
Trebassus took two steps forward, bowed slightly, and said loudly with his head held high: "Master of Bosnia, Mesopotamia, Armenia, Asia Minor, Egypt, Arabia, India... The King of Kings, son of Ahura Mazda, the great King Artaxerxes, sent me to bring you, the noble King Dionia, a letter from his own hand, and look forward to your reply!"
After Trebasus finished speaking, Henepolis translated it in Greek.
Davos laughed: "What you just said is wrong, your king is too self-deceiving, he should know that he is no longer the master of Egypt, and now Canaan, Phoenicia, Syria, including most of Asia Minor, have Not owned by Persia."
After listening to Henepolis' translation, Trebassus responded calmly: "The war has just begun, and who will lose and who will win is uncertain, maybe King Artaxerxes will become Dionia in the end. lord!"
After listening to the translation, Davos's expression changed slightly.
Before he could speak, a general suddenly stood up beside him and scolded: "Damn Persian, you dare to come here to talk nonsense, you are not afraid that I will cut your head off and play it!"
Davos waved his hand: "Sit down, Matonis! It's a tradition that the two armies fight without hurting the messenger. Don't let the Persians laugh at us Dionysians for not knowing etiquette."
Matonis didn't listen, and still glared at Trebassus.
"Sit down!" Davos looked a little ugly, and after shouting several times, Matonis sat down angrily.
This situation was seen by Trebassus.
After a while, Davos, who had calmed down his emotions, said not to be outdone: "Yeah, the war has just begun, the outcome is uncertain, maybe in the end the entire Persia will be owned by Dionia! - Artaxerxes to Where is my letter?"
Trebassus immediately took out the letter from his bosom.
Davos looked around, then smiled disdainfully: "The letter, I won't read it, why don't you read it out loud, let us all listen, in the face of our powerful elite army, who often fights What will the defeated Persian king say?"
The officers burst into laughter.
After listening to the translation, Trebasus did not retort. The fierce gaze of the Dionysian general just made him a little palpitated. In order to avoid trouble, he unfolded the letter as if he had never heard of it, and read aloud with a serious expression: " Lord of the Eastern Mediterranean and King of Kings to King Dionia of the Western Mediterranean, Dionia was just a small state a few decades ago. Looting, annexing and strengthening themselves, threatening and enticing to control other states, and putting the surrounding city-state forces at risk.
Persia has always been responsible for maintaining the order in the Mediterranean, and has long since taught Dionysian a lesson and returned peace to the Mediterranean. Unexpectedly, Dionysus would brazenly invade our Persian border, occupy my territory, and kill my people. Today, I lead an army of one million vengeance, and set up a battlefield east of the territory of Tabosacus to fight with you, Dionia, to completely resolve the enmity between the two countries—do you dare to come? ! "
Trebassus emphasized his tone and finished the last sentence word by word.