Chapter 218 The Battle of Meyaro (2)

"So let the enemy attack the town, take advantage of our Dionian legionnaire's expertise in close combat, and take advantage of these narrow streets and ruins, so that the enemy's superior forces cannot be fully utilized. This is something we made in advance. The battle plan is the correct plan, and we should stick to it!" Giorgris emphasized.

"But the enemy was not fooled! If we waited like this, the Syracuses didn't come in, and the stone bullets fired by the ballista had already hit our heads!" Tigertinos shouted irritably.

"Actually, this way of play of the Syracuse people is beneficial to us. Didn't the spies who arrived at the port by fast boat last night say that today they are going to launch riots in several city-states such as Syracuse and Catanay? , maybe in the end there is no need to fight the Syracuses at all, and they will be forced to retreat." Zantiparis said with some anticipation.

"You believe what those timid, sneaky guys say?!" Tigertinos blurted out.

When the other team officers heard this, their expressions changed a little. They had heard that these spies were the henchmen cultivated by King Davos.

Antonios glanced at the embarrassed Serofannis, and scolded Tigertinos softly: "If it wasn't for the help of Serofenes, would we have occupied Mayaro so easily! Can we do it so quickly?" Get help from the Sicilian! Childish!"

In fact, Antonios was also dubious about the secret letter from the spies, but the reality left him with no other choice. In this unfamiliar land, there are basically hostile forces. Apart from staying in Meyaro, where else can his First Legion retreat! If the plan of Antrapolis succeeds, of course everyone is happy!

At this time, the soldiers watching at the port hurried to report: "Lord Legionnaire, our fleet... our fleet is here!"

Damn Sekrian finally arrived! Antonios was in high spirits: "Order the troops to lead the families of the exiles, maintain order, and retreat to the port!"

"Yes, Lord Legion." The captains and the exile leaders responded in unison.

Sekelian didn't actually come, he was still recovering from an injury in Lijim. Although Sekelian is usually flamboyant and does not like to be commanded by the legion, he will never be vague at the critical moment of the war. What's more, Antonio sent a clipper yesterday, took a risk, rushed to Lijim, and made a request to him: I hope that the Dionysian fleet can arrive at Meyaro as soon as possible tomorrow to deal with the full-scale attack of the Syracuses!

Seklian did not dare to ignore it, and even specially warned Flarios, who was in command of the fleet in his place, to set off with the fleet early the next morning, and get to Meyaro as soon as possible!

The arrival of the Dionysian fleet and the soldiers and people in the town flocking to the port,

Reported to Marcias by scout riding.

After angrily scolding Paronisus for his incompetence, Macias asked, "Where did the reinforcements go?!"

"It has already passed Sikuli, and it should be on the south bank of the Alcantara River soon."

"Send someone to urge them to go faster!" Mathias finally gave an order: "Blow the attack horn, don't let the Dionysians run away!"

Yes, Marcias spent so much time preparing and consuming so many guns, not only to drive away the Dionian army that invaded Sicily, but to completely destroy it in order to inspire Tin The morale of the Rakuza people, and he earned fame for himself.

Due to the lack of time, the Dionians could not have time to board the ship from the port and escape, and then land elsewhere in Sicily. It is impossible for Marcias to let the army bypass the north of Mejaro, which also has traps and obstacles, and then catch Going to the east to attack the port would take too much time. As a result, the Syracuse coalition soldiers attacked directly from the west side of the town that had been cleaned up, crossed the wooden wall that had been bombarded by ballistas and almost disappeared, and rushed into the town aggressively.

The mighty army was infiltrated by the criss-crossing streets into small streams, and soon the hurricane of the Dionysian coalition was in trouble.

"Ow! My feet! My feet are pierced!"

"Hurry up and stop! Don't squeeze forward, there is a big pit ahead, Captain and the others have fallen into the pit!"

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The people of Syracuse never imagined that the Dionians were traps and obstacles not only outside the town, but also inside the town.

In fact, it was made overnight yesterday by soldiers of the First Legion leading the exile population. Even if there was no emergency report from Catanay's spies last night, Antonios did not intend to lead the troops to escape by boat. For him, Davos's order before the departure of the First Legion did not include "if the war is unfavorable, allow it to retreat", if he retreats before the battle, even if Davos sees his past relationship, Forgive him, he may have no future in Dionia in the future.

As for the soldiers of the First Legion, they thought more simply: how could they allow themselves to be timid deserters, the legionnaires who have always been called "the most heroic" by the people of Dionia!

Antonis' fake retreat was just to lure the enemy to attack in advance. Once they entered the town and started to fight with the legionnaires, the ballista would naturally not dare to fire stone bullets. At the same time, he will also arrange to board the family members who are worried about the exile soldiers and distract the army to take care of, so that the army can focus on fighting with all their might.

When the 300 cavalry of the Allied Forces of Syracuse rushed to the vicinity of the port, they saw more than 3,000 exile soldiers lined up in a phalanx to protect the port, and behind them thousands of old people, women and children Under the orderly guidance of the sailors, they rushed to the dock and stepped up to board the boat.

Of course, the soldiers of Syracuse could not attack the well-defended Greek phalanx, they were just guarding from a distance, waiting for the infantry to arrive.

However, the Syracuse soldiers at this time were frightened by the frequent traps. They moved forward cautiously and began to expand to both sides.

At this moment, the light infantry led by the 7th Battalion Zbit appeared. Instead of throwing arrows and throwing javelins at the enemy in a group like in regular battles, they hid in the dilapidated houses between the streets. Or lie down on the ruins, or stand directly opposite the big pit, attacking the enemy with precision shooting.

The Syracuse soldier was concentrating on detecting the traps on the road ahead. Suddenly, an arrow flew out of the side house window and hit the soldier's unarmored thigh; a javelin suddenly fell from the roof above, and the soldier was too late to protect it with a round shield. The shoulders... Dionysian light infantry's elusive sneak attack, because it is close range, so the kill rate is extremely high.

The Syracuses couldn't have the light infantry rushing forward due to the fact that they were going to fight the Dionians head on, and the heavy infantry rushing in front had now been caught by the Dionians' traps and long-range sneak attacks. Fear in the heart, the speed of progress is even slower...

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In the city of Medmar, although the Dionians did not attack these days, the defenders of Medmar did not relax their vigilance, because the day before yesterday they watched the despicable Dionysians be driven by the battle before they were killed. The captive Medmar and Lokri, carrying earth bags, filled a section of the trench in front of the city wall.

The night before, the Medema people took advantage of the darkness to rush down the ropes from the city wall and let the soldiers slide down, trying to re-dig the filled trench. Unexpectedly, the Dionysians had been prepared for a long time, and ambushed light infantry not far away, causing Medema to lose many soldiers.

The Madame people suffered this setback and dared not go out of the city easily. They knew that they were in danger and had to defend the city with all their strength. Ma found a silver lining.

Today, the Medema soldiers stood at the front of the city and looked ahead vigilantly: Just like a few days ago, the Dionians began to form an array in front of the city 100 meters away, but this time the difference was that they had more in front of them. The two siege machines, even at a distance of 100 meters, still made Medema soldiers feel their huge size.

"Quick! Come and see! What is that?!" Some soldiers shouted to their companions in panic.

"This... this should be a siege tower. I heard from the Locris that the Syracuses used this kind of equipment to conquer a lot of city-states."

"It seems to be taller than our walls! We... how are we supposed to deal with this kind of thing?!"

Just at the moment when the defenders were nervous, "Woo!..." The bugle of the attack resounded through Dionia's army formation, and the siege of Medema began.

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"Legion Commander, be careful!" The adjutant pressed Matonis, who had ventured close to the wooden wall, only to hear the strong wind "whoosh", and a stone bullet whizzed past his head.

Matonis touched his neck with lingering fears, and scolded: "Damn ballista team, they want to kill—"

Before he finished speaking, he heard a "boom" in front of him, and the stone bullet hit the tower eight or nine meters away.

The tower that the Syracuses made hastily was not very strong. It was hit directly on the top of the tower by a huge 15-kilogram stone bullet. Not only did the sawdust fly and the guard plate fell, but the tower vibrated and tilted back, accompanied by the javelin on the top of the tower. With a scream, the six-meter-high tower smashed straight to the ground...

"That's great! Ballista pairs are great! Keep hitting me like this!..." Matonis shouted excitedly.

The adjutant rolled his eyes: he was still scolding the ballista team just now, but he changed his tone in a blink of an eye.

The soldiers were excited when the tower was hit, but such an opportunity was only one time. After all, the tower was too close to the wooden wall, and the stone bullets that were shot out could hit the top of the tower only if they were close to the wall. It was too large, so the Dionysian defenders relied more on light infantry to fire rockets, throw oil tanks, or directly attack the javelin at the top of the tower with arrows... Through these methods, two towers have been burned down.