ancient greece mediterranean ruler

Chapter 429 Battle of Ramato River ([-])

"Go quickly! Go quickly! If you don't obey orders, you will be punished by military law...military law!!" Sobokos roared, sweat and tears intertwined on his face.

The remaining Dionian cavalry finally turned around and left.

Sobox seemed to have exhausted all his strength. He fell back, his right fist still firmly attached to his chest.

The blue sky, white clouds, and the dazzling sun, the sunshine shining on the body is so warm... Sobokos actually had a smile on his face...

"Dionia is victorious..." He murmured. At this moment, what he was thinking of was not Turui, who had given birth to him and raised him for decades, but the Dionia 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 soul, he saw the beautiful Elysée Paradise, which was showing its full panorama to him...

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In Trina, there are only about 500 citizen soldiers in the city now, and there are no other people, making it almost an empty city.

Why does this happen?

Because when Sipulos proposed "sending the largest number of soldiers to participate in the battle" at the citizens' assembly, the citizens asked him: "If the enemy suddenly attacks the city of Trina during the battle, how can we defend this city with so few soldiers?" A city?"

His answer was: "Let the people temporarily move to Knapetia and be protected by the Dionysian Alliance until the battle is won and then return..."

In the end, the reason why the citizens' assembly passed his seemingly absurd proposal was because Syracuse's camp was not far away on the river bank, and Syracuse's huge fleet was lingering in the bay, lurking like a tiger. In the grass, the city of Trina is always waiting, making the citizens fearful day and night, so they all hope that the victory of this battle will completely eliminate this huge threat.

After obtaining the consent of Asistes, the acting administrator of Cnapetia, more than 4 Trina people took their family's food and belongings and went north to seek refuge.

After Sipulos left with 8500 soldiers, there were less than 500 citizen soldiers left in the city. They closed the city gate tightly and monitored the movements outside the city nervously at all times.

"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 have come and gone in and out of the mouth of the Ramato River, and the people of Trina are somewhat used to it.But this time, not only cargo ships but also warships came, and the number was astonishing, it seemed that there were no fewer than 200 ships.

"There are soldiers on board!" When the Syracuse fleet sailed into the Ramato River and was very close to the city of Trina, the soldiers at the head of the city could clearly see that the fleet entering the river mouth was two boats side by side, with one behind. One ship followed another, and each ship was filled with soldiers.

"This...I'm afraid there are no less than ten thousand people!"

"With just these people, it's impossible for us to defend this city!"

"Let's just... retreat now. Anyway, Sipulos said, 'If you can't hold it, you can retreat, just like Athens faced the invasion of the Persian army. If you abandon your home, you can come back and rebuild in the future.'"

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The soldiers of Trina screamed in panic, but they soon discovered that this large fleet did not anchor on the river bank near Trina at all, but sailed straight upstream.

The soldiers breathed a sigh of relief, but General Trina Bromaras, who had been overlooking the two "long dragons" in the Ramato River, looked solemn, and a terrible thought arose in his heart.

"Ride your horse and rush to the battlefield immediately! Tell the coalition commander that there are tens of thousands of Syracuse soldiers rushing to the battlefield. I hope they-" Bromatos said this, and suddenly thought of something, which was a bit... I can't say any more.

According to the report from the previous reconnaissance, the coalition forces have already started a battle with the Syracuses. All the troops of the coalition forces should have put in all their strength. Even if the generals know the news, what can they do to stop the enemy from reinforcements? Woolen cloth?

Looking at the equally nervous messenger, Bromatos tried his best to become calmer: "Go quickly."

"...Yes!" The messenger turned around to go down to the city.

Bromatos said cautiously: "After delivering the news, you stay near the battlefield. Once the battle has a result, come back and tell us immediately!"

"Accelerate! Accelerate again!" Leptinius stood behind the piper who controlled the rhythm of the sailors' oars, and gave the order himself.

Under the beat of fast-paced drums, dozens of sailors rowed their oars desperately.This is the [-]-oar warship at the forefront. It moves quickly on the water, which naturally drives the speed of the stern and side fleets. Coupled with the southeast breeze, the speed of the entire fleet is not very high. It becomes slow because it is going upstream.

Although the fleet was moving fast, Leptinius still looked solemn: as a naval commander, the disastrous naval battle with Carthage a few years ago almost caused him to lose the trust of his brother Dionysius, so this time Since the beginning of the war, he had secretly determined to avenge his humiliation and prove his ability to Dionysius and to those Syracuseans who laughed at him for only sitting on this position based on blood rather than ability.Therefore, he must arrive in time for this battle, so as not to disappoint his brother Dionysius and embarrass himself again!

"Ahead is the confluence of the rivers!" shouted the lookout who was lying on the mast looking out.

Leptinis walked quickly to the bow of the boat, in front of him: the calm river tens of meters wide forked, one to the left and the other to the right.

Leptinius' tense face finally showed a hint of excitement: "Get ready to turn the steering wheel to the left!"

In fact, there was no need for him to give orders at all. 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 through the waves, Leptinius finally smiled. Based on the map Dionysius sent to him yesterday, he knew that it was four miles ahead. On the right side of the outer river bank is a large stretch of flat sandy beach, which is where he determined that the fleet will land.

In order to ensure a smooth landing, there was not even a trireme in the fleet he led this time, because the trireme's hull was too large and too long, which not only was not conducive to docking on the beach, but also easily hindered the navigation of other ships. .

"Um Amenas!"

"My lord." The leader of the Campanian mercenaries who was also on the ship responded.

"Be prepared, we will see you soon!" Leptinius encouraged.

Most of the landing troops carried by Leptinius' fleet were Campania mercenaries. Compared with the citizen soldiers of the city-state, these mercenaries who fought all year round were more experienced and could fight alone without relying on dense phalanxes. This was also the reason why Dionysius chose to let them land for battle.For this great battle, Dionysius had worked very hard and considered every detail.

But Leptinius did not like these mercenaries, especially the Celts and Numibians. He believed that these natives were barbaric, bloody, indiscriminate killing, looting, and disobedient. If it were not for this Victory in the war, he didn't want to get close to them at all.

"Hahaha! Brothers can't wait to kick the Magna Greek's ass. This can be said to be the easiest time we have ever fought for Lord Dionysius!" Enamenas laughed loudly, but he couldn't hold back his full strength. He was very energetic and wanted to make great achievements and be appreciated by Dionysius.Mathias, who also came from Campania and was also a mercenary, but now turned into a courtier of Dionysius, was his role model.

"That's right, leader. We only need one charge to make the enemy kneel and surrender!" The mercenaries on the ship were full of confidence.

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Dionysius was certainly thoughtful.But what he didn't expect was that before the battle, he repeatedly reminded the leaders of the Numibian cavalry and the Celtic cavalry to assist the right wing in fighting, but these bellicose aliens once again returned to their old ways. After defeating the coalition cavalry, they were busy In pursuit of pursuit, killing and looting, Dionysius's orders have long been forgotten.

As a result, the right wing led by Phoebidas continued to retreat without support, and the entire right wing front, which was still struggling to support, was almost squeezed out of a semicircle.

What made Dionysius even more unexpected was that in the middle, the 15000 elite heavy infantrymen of Syracuse, for whom he had the highest hopes, faced off against a similar number of Dionysian legionnaires, except at the beginning. After a stalemate for a while, they also slowly retreated.The retreat of the center also affected the left wing.

After receiving urgent reports from the left, center, and right, Dionysius now felt that the entire front was retreating.Yes, the entire array!He no longer had the leisurely mood of being sure of victory when the war began. He ordered his adjutant Damocles and his attendants to stand closely behind the array in the middle, shouting loudly to the soldiers, encouraging them to cheer up and march forward. Push back the enemy's attack.

But in the huge noise caused by the roars, screams, and the intersection of guns and shields, the effect played was almost negligible, and the center was still retreating slowly.

"What's going on?! Why haven't the reinforcements from Fasipesas arrived yet?!" Dionysius asked anxiously and loudly. His irritability also infected the war horse under his crotch, which kept shaking its head. Whisper.

"Sir, the messenger has just reported that the troops led by Fasipesas are only one mile away from the right wing." Damocles immediately replied.

"Go!" Dionysius pointed at him: "Guide Fasipessas to lead his army directly to the right flank and attack the enemy's flank!"

"Yes!"

"Where is Leptinius's fleet?"

"We've passed the left-wing engagement position, my lord."

"That means we are about to land. Leptinius, this guy is moving very quickly this time!" Dionysius relaxed slightly after hearing the news that the reinforcements were about to enter the battle: "Bang the drum Get up, blow the bugle, and let the soldiers not only hold on, but also start preparing to attack!"

(End of this chapter)