Early in the morning, at the Legion Commander's mansion in Asproustum City, the adjutant knocked on the door of the Legion Commander Epithenes' bedroom, and the door was opened by a young man with no traces of his body.
The adjutant has become accustomed to it, and shouted into the room: "Legion Commander, the Senate has sent an urgent letter!"
"I know." A lazy voice came from the room.
After a while, Epithenes walked out of the bedroom naked and took the letter from the adjutant.
The man stretched his head to look at him, but Epithenes patted his face with his hand and said affectionately, "Go back first, and I'll find you later."
The young man went back to the bedroom and put on his clothes, and before leaving, he did not forget to kiss Epithenes on the face.
"This guy is not bad, he is from Tarantum, he is from a noble family, and he is very educated. It's a pity that his family is in ruins."
The adjutant didn't speak, he didn't want to comment on his superior's hobby.
"Oh, by the way, read the letter first." Under the urging gaze of the adjutant, Epithenes opened the letter, and after reading it, he whistled: "Lord Davos asks our Fourth Legion to rush in before October. Reunite with the South Italian Army at Siriting and prepare to attack Locri."
"That's great!" said the adjutant excitedly, "Let's go to inform the administrators of Aspurustum and Krimisa, and issue an executive order to inform the legionnaires of the two cities that tomorrow will be in Kerry. Misa's square gathering report (the square in Asprustum was too small to hold 8,000 legionnaires)."
"We don't have to worry too much, it's clearly written in the letter, and it's enough to get to Sirius before October. This shows that Lord Davers has no intention to fight against Locle urgently. He went too early and ate all his rations. It is a waste to eat the reserves of military rations. We still have more than ten days to prepare, and I can discuss with the two chief executives the delivery of military rations and other preparations. The soldiers from the football game are back."
Epithenes made a lot of sense, and the adjutant said helplessly: "Okay, you are the commander of the legion, you have the final say. But I am afraid that Drakes will lead the fifth legion too early, and we may not wait for us. To scold people."
"That serious stubborn donkey, to be honest, I'm afraid he'll get angry." Epithenis shrugged helplessly, and they both laughed.
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At the Fifth Legion barracks outside Cosenza, Drakes oversees the training of soldiers.
He was originally going to be transferred back to the Legion by Davos the year before, but he refused to obey after several transfers, because he was only good at fighting, not copywriting, even if he exercised. Davos can't take him, because according to military law: the commander of a legion cannot serve in a legion for too long (mainly because Davos is afraid that the time is too long, and the soldiers have a sense of dependence on the legionnaire, which weakens his role in the soldiers. prestige in his heart), so he had to be sent to Cosenza as the commander of the newly formed Fifth Legion. Drax, however, did not lose the trust of Davos. In just a few years, through rigorous training, the rambunctious Brutians were trained into qualified legionnaires.
"Legion Commander, the urgent letter from the Senate sent by Cosenza!" The guards hurried over.
After Drax opened the letter and read it, his face suddenly brightened and he shouted, "The Herald! The Herald!"
"I'm here, Legion Commander."
"You immediately ask your subordinates to take this urgent letter and go to Vig, Knapetia, and Ambalia, and inform the soldiers of the Fifth Legion to report to the square in Cosenza tomorrow, and press 30 for latecomers. Punishment with military sticks!"
"Yes!"
"Commander, are we going to fight?!" the adjutant asked excitedly.
"We have declared war on Lochry for so long, and we have only issued a mobilization order now. What's so exciting!" Drakes said with some dissatisfaction, and then ordered the adjutant: "You are here to supervise their training, and I will rush them immediately. Go to Cosenza and discuss with the administrator Felixius about sending troops."
The adjutant remembered something and reminded Drakes: "Legion Commander, we still have some soldiers at the rugby game in Turui, you see—"
"I almost forgot if you didn't say it." Drax thought for a while and said, "Find the soldiers of the reserve team to take their place first, and at the same time send someone to Turii to urge them to come back soon, otherwise you will miss the battle, don't Blame me."
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Agsilaus lay in the tent with a solemn expression: Now, the Spartan coalition and the anti-Spartan alliance have formed a stalemate in the Isthmus of Corinth. , making him at a loss.
It's not that Agesilaus doesn't want to open up the second battlefield, but the Spartan fleet has been severely damaged, and the damned Athenian Konon led the huge fleet built by Persia directly into the port of Piraeus, Handing over the entire fleet to Athens left Spartans facing the same predicament they were decades ago - they lost the ocean.
Damn Persians, it's definitely their trick! Agesilaus cursed inwardly, but he apparently forgot that it was his actions in Asia Minor that led to the consequences of today.
At this time, someone opened the tent: "King Agsilius, here I am."
"Phoebe Das." Agesilaus was about to sit up.
Phoebe Das dared to step forward, hold him down, and said with concern: "I heard that you are not in good health these days, and you fainted yesterday, so don't stand up."
Phoebe Das said, sitting cross-legged on the ground on the spot.
Agsilaus was not pretentious, he was still half lying on the couch, and said: "This is an old problem, and it will be better after a few days of rest (in fact, he is the sequelae of polio). This time I call you here. , because the council of elders sent someone an urgent letter."
Agesilaus's expression became serious: "Siracusa is about to attack Great Greece, so he asked us for help, and asked to send a general who was proficient in military affairs to help them defeat Dionia."
"What?! Dionysius is going to launch the Great Greek War at this time. What aid did he promise to give us?!" Phoebe Das was surprised.
"Naturally there is none..." Agesilaus sighed helplessly: "According to Syracuse, Dionia first declared war on Locri, forcing them to fight to protect their allies... But you I know all about the assassination of the Dionysian Archon more than ten days ago, although Dionia claimed that it was done by the Locles, but what is the truth, I am afraid it is not so simple."
"Damn Dionysius! This bastard who doesn't keep his promises!" Phoebe Das cursed angrily: "If we Sparta had not supported him, how could he have been firmly seated as the tyrant of Syracuse! …”
"Although Dionysius is angry, Dionysius and Athens have strengthened their ties some time ago. You must know that the former Turii was established by Athens and has always been an ally of Athens..." Agsilaus Staring at Phoebe Das, he said solemnly: "Therefore, since this great Greek war is inevitable, Dionysus must not be allowed to win! So I recommended you to the Council of Elders, and I understand your abilities. Yes, but I hope you can put aside your grievances against Dionysius and help him win this war for Sparta!"
After hearing this, Phoebedas nodded heavily and said, "King Agsilaus, don't worry, I will help Dionysius defeat Dionysus as soon as possible, and then let him send troops to aid Sparta as soon as possible!"
Agesilaus reminded him cautiously: "Don't be careless, and don't underestimate the young consul Davos of Dionia! You must know that he has never lost a battle so far, otherwise The Dionysian League will not rise so fast, beyond our Spartans' expectations! It is because of this pressure that Dionysius turned to us for help! In the past, he was with Carthage. When the war broke out in Keye, he did not take the initiative to seek our help before the war as he did this time, and he also said that in the event of a battle with Dionia and the southern Italian coalition, he was willing to let the Spartan generals take command."
"Dionysius is really not good at battle, and Davos—" After thinking seriously, Phoebe Das said excitedly: "Although I don't like this person, I have to admit that he is indeed a very good person. but I have the confidence to defeat him!"
Agesilaus looked at him for a while, before nodding and saying, "Yes, we Spartans are to be fearless. You rush back to the team now, make the handover, and rush to Syracuse immediately."
"Yes!"
Watching Phoebe Das leave, Agesilaus always had a trace of worry in his heart. The young consul of Dionysius, who had never met but was always victorious, not only put pressure on Dionysius, but also At the same time, it gave invisible pressure to the Spartan king who had been paying attention to Dionia...
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At the same time, in a mansion in the city of Athens, the chief general of Athens, Thalassibos, was talking to Isocrates.
The usually aloof Isocrates was quite respectful when he faced Thraxibos, because in his heart, Thraxibolos was a person worthy of his respect.
During the reign of the "Thirty Tyrants", a large number of Athenian citizens were persecuted and fled elsewhere. The democrat Thrasybulus did not flee, but led a group of Athenian citizens to establish a resistance base at the junction of Attica and Pioxia (at that time, Thebes, although an enemy of Athens for many years, financed This team rebelled against Sparta-controlled Athens) in an attempt to overthrow the tyrant's brutal rule and restore Athens to independence and democracy. This small team, led by Therossibos, defeated the mighty tyrant army with few enemies and many defeats.