Chapter 221 The Battle of Meyaro (4)

Macias pointed to the three-story consul's mansion that stood dozens of meters in front, and said coldly, "Don't worry about hurting our soldiers, because the target is it."

The towering roofs are not only vulnerable to ballista hits, but can also smash the Dionian light infantry who are commanding long-range attacks, clearing their damage to the dense array of Syracuse, and Marcias feels Syracuse. The commander of the Zha army is on it, and bombarding it can knock down the morale of the Dionians, so it can kill three birds with one stone! The adjutant quickly understood this, and immediately said with admiration: "General, you are right! Messengers! Messengers! Go and inform the ballista troops outside the town, and immediately bring the ballistas here!"

Marcias looked at the building in front of him. He seemed to feel that the commander of the other side was also looking down on him. He admitted that he underestimated the combat effectiveness of this Dionian army, which caused inconvenience to the Syracuse coalition. There were small casualties, but the trouble they set up will end here. The Syracuse coalition forces surrounded them on this unprotected flat ground with twice the force. As long as they continue to attack, victory will eventually come!

Mathias is confident about this...

Just as the armies on both sides were engaged in a fierce frontal fight, a loud shout came from behind the generals of Marsias, who were in charge of the war: "Lord General Hibagris! Lord Hibagris!  …"

In the corner of Mathias' dissatisfied eyes, the guards of the tyrant Sikuri hurriedly led the man over.

"Sir General is not good! Riots broke out in the city and the port of Sikuli!" The man shouted in panic as soon as he saw Sibagris.

Everyone around was taken aback.

Hibagris grabbed his chest tightly with both hands, and asked eagerly: "What nonsense are you talking about?! When I left Sikuli yesterday, everything in the city was peaceful, where did the riot come from!"

"It's true, my lord!" The man cried and said in a panic: "This morning, the free people and slaves in the port rioted and attacked the city of Sikuli. When Lord Celtas was preparing to lead the soldiers to defend, some The citizens suddenly attacked them from behind and opened the city gate. Lord Celtas had to lead his troops to retreat to the acropolis, and your family members also hid in the acropolis... Now only you, Lord, lead your troops to rush back and defeat the city. Those thugs can save our city of Sikuli!"

When Hibagris heard this, he shouted anxiously: "Kalilatus, hurry up and recall our soldiers, we must return to Sikuli immediately!"

"Yes, my lord!" A Sikuli general rushed forward.

"Wait a minute!" Marcias hurriedly shouted: "Lord Hibagris, I don't know if the news of Sikuli's attack is true or not.

It's better to send reconnaissance cavalry to investigate first, and it will not be too late to send troops after confirmation. "It was hard for the coalition to resume the offensive and gain a slight upper hand. Marcias didn't want this good momentum to be interrupted, so he wanted to delay it for a while.

Unexpectedly, Hibagris saw through Marcias's intentions. He pointed to the messenger and said with a serious look: "Dilas is my slave butler and has followed me for decades. There is no need to doubt his words! I'm sorry! , Lord Mathias, I must rush back immediately and eliminate those thugs, not only to save my family, but also for the dozens of tons of grain stored in the city to feed the army!"

After Hibagris's reminder, Marcias's face changed greatly. Instead of preventing Hibagris from leaving, he said: "When the enemy here is eliminated, I will immediately lead the troops to Sikuli to assist you!"

There were only more than 1,000 soldiers in Sikuli, and considering that their combat effectiveness was not strong, Macias did not arrange them in the forefront of the enemy, so it was easier to withdraw. Seeing Hibagris hurriedly lead the troops away, Marcias felt a little unease in his heart, so he ordered: "Blow the bugle again and urge the soldiers to step up their attack!"

"I said long ago that this Hibagris is an incompetent guy. When Lord Dionysius should have killed Sikuli, and let our mercenaries manage that small town, there will be no such troubles... ..." Pavlos, who was once the leader of the mercenary army and now the tyrant of Katanai, mocked him without any scruples, making the expressions of the generals of the other city-states change.

Mathias warned him in a low voice, "Don't talk nonsense!"

The team officer in charge of the ballista came over: "Sir, the ballista has been brought!"

The report of the ballista team leader made Marcias invigorated: "Find a place to place your ballista and bombard that house for me!" Marcias pointed at the consul's mansion and said in high spirits.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard someone shouting from behind: "Lord Pavlos, it's not good! Catane is occupied by thugs!"

Mathias was startled when he heard the words. The tyrant of Katana, who had spoken sarcastically before, ran to the rear anxiously, while the other city-state generals were whispering.

Pavlos quickly came to Macias and said anxiously: "Macias, I must lead the brothers back immediately!"

Macias forced himself to remain calm, and he did not use any other means for his comrades in the same trench, but carefully analyzed: "Pavlos, Catanay has been lost, you rush back at this time, even if you win Come back, it's already devastated. And you're leaving now, and you're going to ruin a battle we've worked so hard to win, and you've seen how powerful these Dionian soldiers are, once you let them Escaped, they will create more trouble for us!"

Macias could let the Sikuli go, but not the Qatanai forces, whose 3,000 mercenaries were one of the mainstays of the battle.

After listening to his persuasion, Pavlos hesitated, and his tone was no longer as resolute as before: "I am afraid that this battle will last until dusk before we can decide the winner... We will return to Catane, and I am afraid we will not be able to attack until tomorrow... ...For such a long time, those thugs will strengthen the defense and cause great difficulties for us to attack the city! And ... and if the brothers knew that I did not lead them to retake their homeland in time, I am afraid that my position will not last long ... …”

"With the support of Lord Dionysius, what are you afraid of!" Marcias encouraged him: "As for the losses of the brothers, Syracuse will make up for them!"

Pavlos was still hesitating, when another messenger from behind arrived on horseback and shouted anxiously: "General Flaotes, it's not good! Leotini..."

The tyrants and generals of these allies beside Marcias are already in a commotion, and no one who can sit in this position is a fool: Sikuli riot! Catane Riot! Leotinian riot! ... This is no longer an isolated riot, it is most likely a storm against Syracuse in the entire southeastern Sicily!

The people here have been dissatisfied with Syracuse for a long time! The people present knew very well, because they were all beneficiaries of Dionysius' rule of Sicily, but at this moment they no longer cared about the face of the leader, and they all told Marcias: to bring the troops back to the city-state Stabilize the situation!

They did not wait for Mathias to reply, and they went straight to withdraw their city-state army. Marcias used to make the nobles of these allies bow their heads and obey because of the power of Syracuse. Now that disaster is coming, how can they still obey the orders of a mercenary-born person.

Marcias persuaded them right and left, but still could not stop their unauthorized actions. Just when he was at a loss, Pavlos said coldly beside him: "Marcias, I will also lead the troops. When you go back, I advise you to withdraw your troops immediately. There are riots in our city-states. Can Syracuse be avoided! Don’t forget, Lord Dionysius and you will all use Syracuse’s defense force Take it away, it's quite empty there!"

Macias was shocked when he heard the words, he only wanted to destroy the enemy in front of him, but he forgot his most important responsibility! He watched in dismay as Pavlos greeted his men to rush to the phalanx formed by the Catane army, and his heart was half cold. He knew that this battle was over...

He looked up at the consul's mansion in front of him, as if he saw the enemy's commander sneering at them: Sicily was experiencing a large-scale riot at this time, and it was definitely the Dionysians who played tricks in it!

Thinking of this, he was angry and shouted loudly: "Ballista, bombard that house for me immediately!"

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"Lord Legionnaire, the enemy seems to be starting to retreat!" The adjutant shouted excitedly.

He didn't need to remind him, in the view from Antonios' overlooking: the generals wearing gorgeous crowns rode to various positions of the enemy's line, shouting something loudly, and then the enemy's array burst into commotion, and then saw a team of soldiers. The soldiers withdrew from the formation and were led westward by the generals. The thick circle that originally surrounded the First Legion and the exile soldiers, now there are many gaps, and their evacuation has also seriously affected the Siracusa soldiers next to them. They no longer attacked, but looked around. , shouting to each other, conveying the unease in their hearts to other soldiers, and soon the entire ring array fell into chaos...

Could it be that the news of the city-state riots led by the Antrapolis and the others has already let the enemy know? ! Antonios looked at Serofenice subconsciously.

"Lord Legionnaire, I think I can take this opportunity to attack!" The adjutant's words brought his thoughts back, but he saw a few stone bullets flying towards them from a distance.

"Watch out for the ballista!" The guard behind him exclaimed, blocking the long shield over Antonios' head.