Castellon's city defense team waited for a long time for the cavalry to return, and the noise of Crotone's camp seemed to have died down. Out of doubt, he personally led ten cavalrymen, went out of the city from the south gate, crossed the pontoon bridge, and went west through the small woods. The corpses of the detectives were hidden and the traces were eliminated), until they went around the corner of the Trionto River and laboriously up the high slope, and the sight in front of them was shocking: in this place where the Crotones camped. The wide flat ground was a mess, with collapsed tents, scattered weapons, horses and pack animals running around and whining, and what was even more terrifying were densely packed corpses, severely wounded soldiers struggling, and blood-stained red soil. There are many heavily armed soldiers in the center, they are surrounded by more disheveled people, and they keep escorting out rows of prisoners with their hands tied behind their backs and strung together from the encirclement...
Huge fear gripped the patrol captain's heart: the Crotones were defeated? ! ! !
Before these terrifying and unfamiliar enemies were discovered, the captain hurriedly turned his horse's head and rushed towards Castellon City...
"Legion Commander, Castellon's cavalry has returned to the city." Ryders came to report.
"Asisters, inform the seventh brigade and the Lucania brigade to ambush in the woods, it is very likely that Castellon City... No, it should be Melantheus who will give us a big gift! Ryders, you Continue to closely monitor the movements of Castellon City!" Davos ordered.
"Yes!" Ryders led the way, and Asisters asked the messengers to rush to the north.
After a while, Davos asked Asistus again, "How long have you been to inform the cavalry of Mersis?"
"It's about half an hour... Legion commander, there are too many things in the baggage area! Due to the attack, some pack animals were injured and some were scattered. We now lack enough livestock to carry those materials." Asist Sis said slightly worried.
Davos smiled slightly, and pointed to the prisoners who were under the pressure of swords and guns and crouched on the ground not far away: "That's not a ready-made 'pack beast', let them carry supplies and transport them all the way back to Turii, it doesn't matter if they walk slowly. , it can consume their physical strength anyway. These Crotones who have been trained for a long time can still play a role."
"Oh, why didn't I think of it! Legion Commander, you can always come up with a good way!" Asisters exaggerated and praised loudly.
"Yasi, it would be great if your ability to do things became stronger and stronger like your ability to say good things!" After the victory, Davos was also in a good mood, and he joked with Asisters for a while, and then Said: "Go and see the soldiers, they are the heroes of this victory!"
So, in the frightened and sad vision of the captives: in the distance, a golden flag is slowly approaching, and a general wearing a distinctive purple, white and red cap and helmet appears. On the battlefield, those ruthless and ferocious enemies immediately burst into thunderous cheers:
"Davers!!"
"Davers!!!"
"Wan Sheng!!"
"Wan Sheng!!!"
The wise men among the captives of Crotone immediately thought that this general was probably the Amendolara consul Davos whom they had insulted under the city of Amendorara, and these enemies were the Amendor they had burned. The owners of the buildings under Lara, who then laughed at the cowardice of the citizens of Amendolara, now tremble under the spears of these "cowardly" enemies...
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Castellon's chief general, Amycles, was surprised when he received an urgent report from the captain of the city defense, and immediately sent someone to inform Melantheus and his subordinates.
Melantheus was sleeping soundly in the hotel with a high-class prostitute in his arms. He was forcibly woken up, and was extremely dissatisfied. After hearing the anxious report of his subordinates, he was suddenly awakened, and he said with a fluke: "Maybe the enemy broke into Our camp was captured by the soldiers..."
Timalas shook his head with extreme concern: "The Castronians said, 'The flags held by the heavily armed soldiers are blurry from a distance, but their shapes and styles are peculiar, and they are definitely not the flags of Crotone!' Melantheus, We must rescue them!"
"... ah... ah, you're right, you're right..." Melantheus never expected to be hit by a sudden blow when he returned triumphantly, so he couldn't hold back his panic: " Hurry! Hurry up and find Amicris with me, and let him send all the citizens of Castellon to the rescue with us immediately!"
Of course, it is impossible for Amicris to fully agree to Melantheus. He must first ensure the safety of Castellon City, but he does not dare to refuse Melantheus's request and offend Crotone, not to mention Castells. Long's soldiers fell into the camp. So he hastily assembled seven hundred civic soldiers, led by Melantheus and his subordinates, to rescue him.
Melantheus marched towards the camp in a hurry, but Timalas advised him to be cautious, but he said: "According to the information of the Castellons, the enemy is smaller than us, and the reason for the victory is probably a sneak attack. , now they are still in place, trying to turn our soldiers into prisoners, our sudden attack will inevitably surprise them, and at the same time will also arouse the resistance of the soldiers who surrendered, attacking from inside and outside, the enemy will be defeated by us instead I will make these thugs who dare to invade Crotone pay a heavy price!" Melantheus is like a gambler who has lost a red eye, looking forward to the last big bet, and all the previous losses will be lost. win back.
As his troops passed through the forest in marching columns, they were savagely attacked by the Amendorara light infantry who had already been ambushed there. Epithenis led the light infantry and poured arrows, flying stones, and javelins on them, causing a great deal of damage. . While the morale of Castellon soldiers was in a panic, the Lucarians rushed into the enemy line with Greek saber like a tiger rushing towards a sheep...
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"Legion Commander, Crotone's reinforcements have been defeated! Except for a few who fled back to Castellon City, the others were either killed or captured!" Ryders excitedly rushed back to report.
Davos nodded, but there was not much joy. This was a well-prepared ambush, and victory was easy.
Seeing his calm expression, Ryders said, "Those Lucanians also captured the two generals of Crotone, Melantheus and Timas!"
"Oh!" Davos smiled, not because he caught the enemy's commander-in-chief: "The Lucanians have made great achievements again, and their sentence can be reduced by half a year."
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When the Lucarians cut the Castronian column into sections, years of military experience told Melantheus that failure was inevitable.
He immediately turned around and ran away, who knew that the Lucanians seemed to recognize him, and after paying a few casualties, they knocked him down, and then dragged him to Davos by force.
"Melan Hughes, we finally meet." A young voice with a flat tone rang in his ear.
Melantheus struggled to raise his head, his handsome face was bruised by the sand and stones that dragged along the way, blood blurred his vision, and he blinked hard: an unfamiliar young face appeared in front of him .
"Who are you?"
"Consul Davos of Amendolara."
"Amendolara? Davos?" Melantheus, whose head had been hit repeatedly before, was a little sluggish, and suddenly his eyes widened: "Amendolara?! Amendolara!! You are too despicable. , without declaring war, come to sneak attack on us quietly! You violated the traditions of the Greek city-states, tarnished the honor of the Greeks, and the great Greek city-states will surely punish Amendolara!"
"Champion of Olympia, you are too selfish!" Daves sneered: "When your army stepped into Amendolara's territory without permission and burned our buildings, the war had already happened. As for the sneak attack, I vaguely remember an athlete's motto, 'The winner proves his strength with his actions, and the loser can only cover his weakness with excuses.' Don't know if I'm right?"
Melan Hughes lowered his head slumped and asked in a low voice, "I hope you can treat me and the soldiers kindly, and Crotone will pay Amendolara enough ransom."
"It's not up to me to treat you kindly."
"Then... by whom?"
"The surviving people of Turii!"
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When Mersis arrived at the Crotone camp and saw the pile of baggage, he burst into laughter. But he soon became distressed, because these carts could not wade across the river.
Davos said confidently: "This is easy to do, we will cross the river from the ferry."
So, the soldiers of Amendolara and the people who came here packed up all the valuable things in the Crotone army camp (including the weapons, armor, and linen shirts worn by the dead enemy), lined up in a long line, and sent to the army. Heading east, through the forest, you can see the city of Castellón on the north bank of the Trionto River.
Davos could even hear the panicked shouts of the enemy at the head of the city. He jokingly said to Mersis, "Didn't you say that there are not enough pack animals? You can borrow them from the Castro people."
Mersis really called people to borrow the pack beast.
Castellon's chief general, Amicris, and others saw on the top of the city: the heavily armed Greek hoplites marched on the south bank, escorted by their shields and spears, the downcast, blood-stained, Prisoners carrying heavy loads and staggering, as well as cheerful civilians in civilian clothes, and a pack team full of luggage... This long team bypassed the city and went straight to the ferry. The expressions of each Castellon were both nervous and somewhat puzzled, but there was no anger or greed, because most of Castellon's civic soldiers had lost most of them, and now the defense forces in the city were insufficient, how dare they provoke this terrifying army.
"They... where did they come from?" a council member asked nervously.
Amikolis looked at the direction of the team under the city, and said uncertainly: "They are heading north, most likely... they are the Amendolaras."
"Could it be the mercenaries who defeated the Lucanians?!" General Gorkis widened his eyes.
"It's very possible!" Amiklis said after Gorkis, and strengthened his guess: "Perhaps only they dare to defeat the powerful Crotones!"
"They... they sent people!" someone shouted in a trembling voice.
The people on the top of the city, from soldiers to generals, were all nervous.
"We are citizens of Amendolara, and Consul Davos asked me to borrow a hundred pack beasts from you, and we will send them back to you when we have finished delivering the things!"
The voice of the incoming person was clearly transmitted to the city, and everyone looked at each other in dismay.
Davos! The hero who was rumored to save Turii! Archon of Amendolara! Amicris showed a wry smile: This is the second time he has saved the Turians, but he has also caused the Castrons to suffer.
On Castellon, the general and the council members agreed after a brief consultation. It is not because of Davos' good reputation for keeping his promises, but according to the words of Amikolis: Amendolara annihilated and captured the huge army of Crotone, and the situation in the northern part of Great Greece will inevitably change greatly. We need to act cautiously, not to mention that Castellon may have many citizens who have become captives of Amendolara, leaving a good impression on Amendolara and negotiating with them in the future.
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Early in the morning, the few Turians who had woken up saw the people of Amendolara who had rescued them gathered together and began to cross the pontoon and head south. They were surprised and disturbed: Are the Amendolaras going to abandon us
At noon, all the awakened Turii people, some free people, and slaves faced the empty camp, their helplessness and despair reached the extreme, they squatted on the ground and wept. Cornelus, Stromboli and other few people persuaded them that 'Amendolara is at war with Crotone's army and has won' at all, and they can't believe it, and even those who are too emotional shouted.
At this moment, someone shouted in horror: "Look! Look! There is an army coming!"
The Turii looked back hurriedly, and saw a mighty and majestic troop, led by a peculiar military flag they had never seen before, marching vigorously across the pontoon and heading in their direction.
"That's our army! Amendolara's army! They have come back victorious!" Cornerus, the city administrator of Amendolara, had disapproved of a conflict with Croto at a previous Senate meeting. The internal war, although the resolution was passed, has always been hidden in the heart. At this moment, he cheered indulgently like a child.
Kunogolata stared blankly at the approaching Amendolara army, only one voice echoed in his mind at this moment: "The Amendolaras have won! They actually won! They have defeated the powerful Crotone Army!!!"
The people of Turii will be skeptical.
Soon, when the front of the troops set foot on the north bank of the Craty River and approached them, they saw that under the strange flag, walking at the head of the team, it was not the young and gentle consul Diver of Amendolara. Is it! At this moment, he is fully armed, but he is not wearing a helmet, and he is waving to them with a smile on his face. The hot sun shines on his bright armor, exuding the most dazzling light, like a god.
At this time, another sharp-eyed public noticed that there was a walker behind Davos horse, with his hands tied on his back, naked, and dragged and staggered forward. It left a wound on him. Why does this man look so much like the demon Melantheus who ordered the burning of Turii? ! Had the Crotone army really been defeated by Amendolara? ! !
The fact is beyond doubt. Behind the vanguard, they saw Amendolara soldiers holding stab guns and stumbling along with young men who were also naked and carrying heavy loads.
The people of Turii watched this incredible scene, tears welling up in their eyes. They cried, laughed, cried, and threw debris at the Crotone soldiers. Some even went up to fight, all of them like lunatics. …
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Davos stood on the temporary wooden platform, watching the people of Turui who quickly gathered to help the old and the young, he said with a solemn expression but agitated loudly: "People of Turui, in these few days. The Crotones have invaded your homeland in the past few days, you have lost your loved ones, you have lost your place, you are crying helplessly in the ruins! But the gods did not abandon you, he let your neighbors - the brave Amendolaras Don't be afraid of strong enemies and defeated the demons who destroyed Turii! He let the kind Amendolara help you who are poor and needy! The night will pass, and the light is in front of you! Without home, we can Build more comfortable houses! Without the city, we can build a stronger city! Without the temple, we can build a more magnificent temple! O Turii, dry your tears, lift up your breasts, and Amendolara people join hands, let's build a better homeland without foreign aggression!
Tears welled up in their eyes again, and they cheered as if they were gods, and worshipped Davos, the hero who had rescued Turii twice.
Davos ordered: The captured senior officers of Crotone, led by Melantheus and Timalas, were put on the wooden platform and handed over to the people of Turii to decide their life and death.
The cheers of the Turians reached their climax. They rushed up, venting their anger with stones, sticks, fists, and teeth, and soon the Crotones became bloody and horrific, but the Turii did not stop, even though the enemy had fallen to the ground , dying...
Ancitanos, who was watching this bloody scene from the side, sighed: "From now on, Turii will probably be different..."
Kunogolata pointed to Davos, who was standing on the side of the wooden platform and watching the execution of the Turui people, and said solemnly: "It's not that I'm afraid, but Turui will definitely be different!"
Ancitanos is silent...
This volume ends here. Want to know how Davos settles the homeless people of Turii, whether the plains of Sybari will be included in the bag, the impact of this victory on Greater Greece, and whether the defeated Crotone will launch more The war of ... see the next volume: The League of Dionysian City-States
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