Chapter 96 Battle of Lamato River (5)
"Go! Go! Don't obey orders, military law... military law disposal!!" Sobokos roared, sweat and tears on his face.
The remaining Dionian cavalry finally turned around.
Sobox seemed to have exhausted his strength, he fell back, and his right fist was still firmly attached to his chest.
The blue sky, the white clouds, and the dazzling sun, the sun shining on him is so warm... Sobokos has a smile on his face...
"Dionysius Victory..." He murmured, at this moment he was not thinking of Turii, who had given birth to and raised him for decades, but the Dionysian Alliance, which had only been established for a few years. .
When the enemy's spear pierced his chest, he did not dodge, but closed his eyes. In the depths of his heart, he saw the beautiful Elysee Paradise that was showing him the whole picture...
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In Trina, there are only about 500 civic soldiers in the city today, and there are no other people, and it has almost become a ghost town.
Why does this happen?
Because when Cyprous proposed to "send the largest number of soldiers to the battle" at the Citizens' Assembly, the citizens questioned him: "If the enemy suddenly attacks Trina during the battle, how can we defend this place with so few soldiers? A city?"
His answer was: "Let the people migrate to Knapetia temporarily, to be sheltered by the Dionysian League, and return until the battle is won..."
In the end, the reason why the Citizens Assembly would pass his seemingly absurd proposal was because Syracuse's camp was on the river bank not far away, and Syracuse's huge fleet was hovering in the bay, lurking like a tiger In the grass, the city of Trina is secretly waiting at any time, causing the citizens to fear day and night, so they all hope that the victory of this battle will make this huge threat completely disappear.
With the consent of the Acting Administrator of Knapetia, Asistes, more than 40,000 people from Trina went north with their food and belongings to seek refuge.
After Cypros left with 8,500 soldiers, there were less than 500 civilian soldiers left in the city. They closed the city gates and kept an eye on the movement outside the city.
"Look, Syracuse's fleet!" A soldier pointed to the sea outside the port and shouted nervously.
In the past two days, the ships of Syracuse came in and out of the Lamato River mouth, and the Trina people were somewhat used to it. But this time it wasn't just a cargo ship,
There are also warships, and the number is staggering, it seems that there are no less than 200.
"There are soldiers on the boat!" When the Syracuse fleet sailed into the Lamato River and was very close to Trina City, the soldiers at the front of the city could clearly see that the fleet entering the river mouth was two side by side, one behind the other. Ship after ship, and each ship was full of soldiers.
"This... this is probably not less than 10,000 people!"
"It's impossible for us to defend this city!"
"Let's just... retreat now. Anyway, Cypros said, 'If you can't hold it, you can retreat, just like Athens faced the invasion of the Persian army, abandoning its homeland and returning to rebuild in the future.'"
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The Trina soldiers shouted in panic, but they soon discovered that the huge fleet was not moored on the river bank near Trina at all, but sailed straight upstream.
The soldiers breathed a sigh of relief, but General Trina Blomaras, who had been overlooking the two "long dragons" in the Ramato River, had a solemn expression, and a terrible thought rose in his heart.
"Ride quickly to the battlefield of the battle! Tell the coalition commander that tens of thousands of Syracuse soldiers are rushing to the battlefield, I hope they--" Bromatos said here, suddenly thought of something, unexpectedly Can't go on.
According to the previous report of the reconnaissance and cavalry, the coalition army has already started a battle with the Syracuse people. All the troops of the coalition army should have invested all their forces now. Even if the generals know the news, what can they use to stop the enemy's reinforcements? Woolen cloth?
Looking at the equally nervous messenger, Bromatos tried his best to calm down: "Come on."
"...Yes!" The messenger turned to head down the city.
Bromatos said again cautiously: "After the news is spread, you stay near the battlefield. Once the battle is over, come back and tell us immediately!"
"Accelerate! Accelerate!" Leptines gave the order himself, standing behind the piper who controlled the rhythm of the sailor's paddle.
To the beat of the fast-paced drums, dozens of sailors rowed their wooden oars desperately. This is the fifty-grain warship in the forefront. It moves quickly on the water, which naturally drives the forward speed of the stern and side fleets. In addition, the southeast breeze makes the speed of the entire fleet slow. It becomes slow because it is upstream.
Although the fleet was moving fast, Leputines still looked solemn: as the naval commander, the disastrous naval battle with Carthage a few years ago almost cost him the trust of his brother Dionysius, so this time Since the beginning of the war, he has made up his mind to prove his ability to Dionysius and to those Syracuses who ridiculed him for taking this position only by blood and not by skill. Therefore, for this battle, he must arrive in time to not disappoint his brother Dionysius and shame himself!
"Ahead is the confluence of the rivers!" shouted Lung Wang, who was lying on the mast looking out.
Leptinis trotted to the bow of the boat, ahead of him: a few dozen meters wide and calm river forked, one to the left and one to the right.
Leptines' tense face finally showed a hint of excitement: "Get ready to turn the rudder to the left!"
In fact, there was no need for him to order, the experienced helmsman was already adjusting the course of the warship.
Watching the warship turn smoothly into the river on the left, and continue to move forward, Leputines finally smiled. According to the map that Dionysius sent to him yesterday, he knew that he was four miles ahead. On the right side of the outer bank was a large stretch of flat sandy beach, and that was where he had determined that the fleet would land.
In order to ensure a smooth landing, the fleet he brought this time did not even have a three-deck oar warship, because the three-deck oar hull was too large and too long, which was not only unfavorable for docking on the beach, but also easily hindered the navigation of other ships. .
"En Amenas!"
"Sir." The Campania mercenary leader who was also on the ship responded.
"Get ready, it's up to you soon!" Leptines encouraged.
Most of the landing troops carried by Leptines' fleet were Campania mercenaries. Compared with the citizens of the city-state, these mercenaries who fought all the year round were more experienced and could fight alone without relying on a dense phalanx. That's why Dionysius chose to land them for battle. For this great battle, Dionysius was exhausted, and some details were considered.
But Leptines didn't like these mercenaries, especially the Celts and Numibians, he thought: these natives were savage, bloody, indiscriminate, pillaged, disobedient, if not for this The victory of the war, he didn't want to get close to them at all.
"Hahaha! Brothers can't wait to kick the big Greek's ass. This can be said to be the easiest fight we have had for Lord Dionysius!" En'Amenas burst into laughter, but he was full. Desperately, he wanted to make a great contribution and be appreciated by Dionysius. Marcias, also from Campania, also a mercenary, turned into a courtier of Dionysius, was his example.
"That's right, chief. We only need a charge to make the enemy kneel and surrender!" The mercenaries on board were confident.
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Dionysius was indeed thoughtful. But what he did not expect was: before the battle, he repeatedly reminded the Numibian cavalry leaders and the Celtic cavalry leaders to assist the right flank, but these belligerent aliens returned to their old ways. After defeating the coalition cavalry, they were busy Pursuing, killing, and looting, the orders of Dionysius had long since been forgotten.
This caused the right wing led by Phoebe Das to keep retreating without support, and the entire right wing that was still struggling to be supported was about to be squeezed out of a semicircle.
What Dionysius couldn't have imagined was that: in the middle, the 15,000 elite heavy infantry of Syracuse, whom he had most high hopes for, faced the similar number of Dionysian legionnaires, except at the beginning. After a period of stalemate, they also slowly retreated. And the retreat in the middle also affected the left flank.
After receiving urgent reports from the left, center and right, Dionysius now felt that the entire front was retreating. Yes, the whole array! He no longer had the leisurely mood of winning when the war started. He ordered his adjutant Damocles and his squires to stand tightly behind the middle line array, shouting to the soldiers, encouraging them to cheer up, and The enemy's attack was pushed back.
But in the huge noise created by the roar, scream, and the intersection of the gun and shield, the role played is almost negligible, and the middle road is still slowly retreating.
"What's the matter?! Why hasn't the reinforcements from Fasipesas arrived yet?!" Dionysius asked eagerly and loudly, his irritable mood also infected the warhorse under his crotch, which kept shaking his head. Whisper.
"My lord, the messenger has already reported just now, and the troops led by Fasipesas are only a mile away from the right flank." Damocles replied immediately.
"You go!" Dionysius pointed at him: "Guide Fascipedas to directly lead the army to accelerate to the right flank and attack the enemy's flank!"
"Yes!"
"Where is Leputines' fleet?"
"It's past where the left flank is fighting, my lord."
"That's about to land. Leptines, this time, the action is very fast!" Hearing the news that the reinforcements were about to enter the battle, Dionysius's mood relaxed a little: "Beat the snare drum. Get up, blow the bugle, and let the soldiers not only hold on, but start preparing to attack!"