ancient greece mediterranean ruler

Chapter 1179 Battle of Tegea ([-])
When Muklu rushed to the vicinity on horseback, he saw this scene, and his heart suddenly sank to the bottom: Oops, the Tegeyan people have indeed rebelled!

The Mantinian guide Calicenos next to him was also dumbfounded: "This...this...the Tegeans betrayed the Arcadian Alliance?!...General Mukru, I can swear to Zeus, We in Mandinia don’t know about this!”

Muklu's face was gloomy, and he could not understand Calicenos's excuse. He immediately turned the horse's head, clamped the horse's belly hard, and galloped towards the army command center. He wanted to quickly inform the commander of this terrible incident.

Kalisenos glanced angrily in the direction of Tegea City and followed Muklu.

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As a squad leader, Max had to do his best to control the entire squad while the fifty soldiers under his command were excitedly chasing the enemy to prevent them from running away.

This is a requirement of the "Dionia Military Law". The First Legion is one of the most combat-effective legions in the Dionia army, not only because of the soldiers' strong combat skills, but also because of their strong execution of military law. , but today it is becoming more difficult to control the formation of the unit during the pursuit. This is because the enemies in front are not slow to escape even if they are wearing armor and holding shield guns. Except for the soldiers in the initial rout. Taking some advantage, and soon after the distance between the two sides widened, the soldiers were never able to catch up with the defeated troops. This made the proud soldiers of the First Legion very unconvinced: In the annual Dionian army competition, The First Legion has never been in the top three in the armed race, but now they can't outrun a group of mercenaries!

The soldiers tried their best to catch up, but naturally they couldn't listen to the orders of the team officers. Max's voice was almost hoarse from shouting, and he could only watch helplessly as the entire team was about to completely disperse.Just then, he heard the sound of a military bugle coming from behind.

He instinctively looked back, and in the dust and mist he saw those colorful military flags flying high one after another beginning to wave rapidly from front to back.

He didn't think too much and immediately shouted loudly: "Stop advancing, this is the legion's order! Stop advancing!..."

The soldiers beside him also shouted with him, one by one, and soon the soldiers in front of Max stopped chasing. Although they were all breathing heavily, they all looked at the fleeing enemies in front of them unwillingly.

"Gather! Gather quickly!!..." Max shouted in a hoarse voice.

In fact, there was no need for him to exert so much effort, and the soldiers around him automatically moved closer to him. Some were not even soldiers from his unit, but the white tassel on the crown of Max's helmet gave them a choice. This was an instinct after countless trainings.

Just as the soldiers of the First Legion were moving closer to the squad leader and company captain, the defeated soldiers in front also stopped running away one after another, then roared, turned back and fought back.

"Damn it! They are faking defeat!..." Max, who was at the front of the legion, was shocked when he saw the scene in front of him. Once again, regardless of the stinging of his throat, he shouted with all his strength: "Assemble!!" and at the same time raised his spear. In the air, it kept waving.

Dolios, a former member of the Spartan King's Guard and the former military governor of Messenia, abandoned Messenia without a fight because of the attack of the Dionian army. He was almost captured by the Council of Elders and the Overseers. He was expelled from his mother country.Although he was eventually convicted and made meritorious service, his life in Sparta was not easy. The Spartan people who had lost their land in Messenia looked at him angrily and even shouted loudly. He was insulted, but he could only swallow it. He who had always been regarded as an honor by his parents, wife and children had never been insulted like this. He didn't know how he got through those days, but all his patience was for today.

He is almost 50 years old and is fighting on the front line today as an ordinary soldier. In the previous battle, he had been defending and trying to save his energy. However, the fast running after that made him feel a little uncomfortable wearing heavy armor. Out of breath, after all, time is not forgiving, and the Dionian soldiers are still chasing closely. This is the first time he has encountered it in the battles he has experienced in the past. He finally decided to give up running, stopped, and wanted to take advantage of the opportunity. He still had some physical strength and could kill one by one, but when he saw the pursuers behind him, they all stopped in their tracks.

This is something Dolios has never seen in previous battles. When they used this tactic before, the enemies ran more and more scattered during the pursuit. In the end, they were completely scattered. Many people even threw away their helmets. shield, so once they counterattack, they can easily defeat the enemy.

But what he sees now through the eyeholes of the Corinthian helmet is: all the Dionian soldiers have intact weapons and neat armor, and they are still actively retracting in an attempt to reorganize their formation...

Dolios was anxious. He could not allow the hard work of the soldiers to go to waste in the end, so he lightly hit the surrounding soldiers with his copper shield, shouted: "Attack!!" and then rushed back with a shield gun in hand.

The enemies must not be allowed to reunite! ...With this belief, he jumped up, struggled to swing out the stabbing gun in his hand, and stabbed the Dionian soldier closest to him.

The soldier quickly lifted the long shield upwards, and with a crisp "Cang!" sound, the gun tip pierced the corner of the long shield.

Dolios followed the inertia of the forward movement and slammed forward with his copper shield. The two shields collided and made a "bang!" sound. The Dionian soldier was knocked backward by the strong momentum.

Dolios thrust out the spear again, and the spear stuck to the upper edge of the opponent's long shield, stabbing the enemy's exposed throat like lightning.

The soldier quickly tilted his head, and the spear knocked off his helmet, leaving a horrific bloody mark on his face, which made him scream in pain.

Dolios did not wield the bayonet again. He used a round shield to push away the injured Dionysian soldier and continued to rush forward. He believed that his comrades would completely eliminate the enemy.

Just after running a few steps, a force suddenly hit my back, followed by severe pain. Under the severe pain, the accumulated strength was rapidly lost.He staggered a few steps and looked back in shock, only to see the Dionysian wounded soldier looking at him resolutely. The hand originally holding the bayonet was empty, and was immediately overwhelmed by the swarming Spartan warriors.

Dolios slowly fell to the ground, and he was still very unwilling to die: he failed to kill a Dionian soldier to clear his name.

When the Spartan warriors who fell behind during the escape turned to attack, the soldiers in the front would also turn to attack immediately. It took a very short time for the whole army to switch from rout to attack, and there was no need to use bugles to direct it. , this is the tacit understanding they have cultivated through long-term training since childhood.

The soldiers at the forefront of the Dionysian First Legion had dispersed. Facing the surging Spartan warriors, they could not return to the team in time. However, even though they knew they were outnumbered, they did not turn around and escape, but were brave It is the result of the long-term training of the soldiers of the Dionysian Legion in accordance with the military law.

Max's detachment numbered less than 50 people, but the situation was critical. He could no longer wait and immediately ordered loudly: "Turtle formation!"

The entire detachment square quickly formed a column of five people facing the incoming Spartans. The soldiers on the outermost edge raised their long shields to their chests to form a shield wall, and the soldiers inside buckled their long shields on them. Then everyone threw away their stabbing spears and drew out their daggers, because in the small space sealed by the long shield, the stabbing spears could no longer be used.

Almost all the team officers gave the same order, because the hastily formed phalanxes were far apart, and without friendly support for the time being, the turtle shell formation was undoubtedly the strongest in defense when faced with encirclement.

As soon as Max's temporary team formed a formation, the Spartans rushed forward. Although the Dionian formation was strange to them, they did not stop attacking: shield tops, gun pokes.

The two most commonly used attack methods obviously have no effect on Dionia's strange formation. Some Spartan warriors simply hit it with their bodies. As a result, the Dionia soldier's dagger sprang out from the gap in the shield like a poisonous snake. , stabbing it.

The Spartan warriors who were charging at the front were unable to use the turtle shell formation for a while, but the soldiers who kept coming from behind forced them not to stay longer and continued to charge forward.

Not long after, the entire phalanx of the Max team was surrounded by Spartan soldiers. The Dionia soldiers in the small and crowded space could not see the situation outside clearly, but they could hear the deafening roar of the enemy. One by one, they fought against the impact from the long shield with all their strength, and at the same time carefully dodged the late spears coming from the gap, and the short swords in their hands were constantly thrusting out to stab those who were too close to the shield. enemy……

These small Dionian phalanxes at the forefront are like small boats in turbulent waves, swaying left and right, and may capsize at any time. For the Dionian soldiers in the tortoise shell array, every minute and every second, It all seemed so long.

For the team officers at the center of each array, the only thing they can do is to constantly encourage the soldiers with hoarse voices: "Brothers, hold on! Our reinforcements will be here soon!... "

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Ever since the right wing of the Spartan army began to pretend to be defeated, Agesilaus had been in a state of tension. From time to time, he sent guards to the front to carefully explore the battle situation in the middle. When he learned that the mercenaries on the right end of the middle had begun to retreat, and When there was some chaos, he was so angry that he cursed and even wanted to rush there in person to boost morale, but was dissuaded by the guards.

Not long after, when he learned that the Spartan warriors had stopped retreating, started to counterattack, and disrupted the Dionian array, he was excited again, tightened his right fist, and waved it vigorously: " here you go!"

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