Castellon's city defense team waited for the long time to wait for the cavalry to return, and the noise in the Crotone camp seemed to have disappeared. Out of doubt, he personally led ten cavalrymen out of the city from the south gate, crossed the pontoon bridge, and went west through the not-so-large woods. Everything was nothing different (the light infantry of Alpunes had already hidden the bodies of the previous reconnaissance cavalry and eliminated the traces), until they walked around the bank of the Treonto River, and struggled to climb up to the high slope, and appeared in front of them.

People were shocked: The vast plain where the Crotones camped was in a mess. Collapsed tents, scattered weapons, running around, whining horses and beasts, and even more terrifying were dense corpses, severely wounded soldiers struggling in pain, and bright red land stained with blood. There were many fully armed soldiers in the middle of the camp, surrounded by more untidy people, and kept escorting rows of captives tied up from the encirclement, strung into a string of captives...

The huge fear tightened the patrol captain's heart: the Crotone was defeated?!!!

Taking advantage of these terrible and strange enemies that had not yet been discovered, the captain hurriedly turned his horse's head and ran towards Castron City quickly...

"Legislature Commander, Castellon's cavalry has returned to the city." Ledes rushed to report.

"Assistes, notify the 7th Battalion and the Lucanian Battalion to ambush in the woods. It is very likely that Castellon City... No, it should be that Melantes will give us a big gift! Ledes, continue to closely monitor the movements of Castellon City!" Davers gave the order.

"Yes!" Ledes took the order and left, and Ascesters asked the messenger to rush to the north.

After a while, Davers asked Asisters again: "How long has it been since the cavalry of Melsis?"

"It's about half an hour... The commander of the Legion, there are too many things in the baggage area! Because some of the pack beasts were injured and some ran away during the attack, we now lack enough livestock to carry those supplies." Ascesters said with a little concern.

Davers smiled slightly and pointed at the prisoners who were squatting on the ground under the pressure of swords and guns not far away: "That's not a ready-made 'pack beast'. Let them carry supplies and transport them back to Turiyi. It doesn't matter if they walk slowly, they can consume their physical strength. These Crotone people who have been trained for a long time can still play a role."

"Oh, why didn't I expect it! Legion Commander, you can always come up with a good idea!" Yassus praised loudly with exaggerated movements.

"Assi, it would be great if your ability to do things is as strong as your ability to say good things!" After the victory, Davers was also in a good mood. He joked with Assistes for a while, and then said, "Let's go and see the soldiers, they are the heroes of this victory!"

So, in the horror and sad vision of the captives: in the distance, a golden flag was slowly moving closer. A general wearing a unique purple, white and red crown helmet appeared on the battlefield. Those cruel and ruthless enemies immediately cheered like thunder:

"Davers!!"

"Davs!!!"

"Wan Sheng!!"

"Wansheng!!!"

The clever men among the captives of Crotone immediately thought of: this general was probably Davers, the consul of Amendolar, whom they insulted under the city of Amendolara, and these enemies were the owners of the buildings under the city of Amendolara that they had burned. At that time, they had mocked the cowardice of the citizens of Amendolara, but now they were trembling under the spear of these "cowardly" enemies...

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Castellon's chief general Amicles received an urgent return from the city defense captain. He was shocked and immediately sent someone to inform Melanteus and his subordinates.

Melancius was sleeping soundly in the hotel with a high-ranking prostitute in his arms, but was forced to wake up, and was extremely dissatisfied. After hearing the anxious report from his subordinates, he was immediately scared. He said with luck: "Maybe the enemy broke into our camp and was captured by the soldiers..."

Timalas shook his head with great concern: "The Castrols said, 'The flags held by those fully armed soldiers look vaguely from a distance, but they are strange in shape and style, and are by no means the flags of Crotone!' Melanteus, we must go and rescue them!"

"...ah...ah, you're right, you're right..." Melancius never expected that when he was proud and returned in triumphant, he would be hit by a sudden blow. He couldn't help but feel panic: "Hurry! Come with me to find Amicles and ask him to send all the citizens of Castellon to go with us to rescue immediately!"

Of course, Amicles could not fully agree to Melancius. He had to ensure the safety of Castellon City first, but he did not dare to reject Melancius' request and offend Crotone. Moreover, Castellon's soldiers fell into the camp. So he hurriedly assembled seven hundred civilians, led by Melancius and his subordinates to rescue.

Melancius marched quickly towards the camp in a hurry. Timaras advised him to be cautious, but he said: "According to the information of the Castrons, the enemy is smaller than ours. The reason why they can win is probably due to sneak attacks. Now they are still in their original place and want to turn our soldiers into prisoners. Our sudden attack will inevitably be beyond their expectations, and at the same time it will arouse the resistance of the surrendered soldiers. If the attack is inside and outside, the enemy will be defeated by us! I want these thugs who dare to invade Crotone to pay a heavy price!" Melancius was like a gambler who lost in the end, looking forward to a big bet and winning back all the previous losses.

When his troops passed through the forest in a marching column, they were violently attacked by the light infantry Amendoral who had been ambushing there. Epitensis led the light infantry to pour arrows, flying stones, and throw javelins at them, causing a lot of damage. When the Castron soldiers, whose morale was not high, were in panic, the Lukari people rushed into the enemy formation with Greek sabres like tigers pounced on sheep...

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"Legislature Commander, Crotone's reinforcements were defeated! Except for a few people who fled back to Castellon, the others were either killed or captured!" Ledes rushed back to report excitedly.

Davers nodded, not much joy, it was a well-prepared ambush, and victory was a breeze.

Seeing his calm expression, Ledes said again: "The Lucanians also captured the two generals of Crotone, Melanteus and Timaras!"

"Oh!" Davers smiled, not because he had captured the enemy's commander: "The Lucanians made great contributions and could reduce their sentence by another half a year."

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When the Lukari cut the Castron column into several segments, years of military experience told Melanteus that failure was inevitable.

He immediately turned around and ran away, but the Lucanians seemed to have determined him. After paying a few casualties, they pressed him down, and then dragged him hard to the front of Davers.

"Melanhusse, we finally meet." A young voice with a gentle tone rang in his ears.

Melancius struggled to raise his head, his handsome face was scratched by the sand and stones dragged all the way, and blood blurred his gaze. He blinked hard: a strange young face appeared in front of him.

"Who are you?"

"Davs, the consul of Amendorara."

"Amendorala? Davers?" Melanteus, who had been hit by the head before, reacted a little slow. Suddenly, he widened his eyes: "Amendorala?!Amendorala!! You are too despicable. Without declaring war, you come to sneak attack us quietly! You have violated the tradition of Greek city-states and defiled the honor of the Greeks. The great Greek city-state will definitely punish Amendorala!"

"You are so self-centered in Olympia's champion!" Daves sneered: "When your army stepped into the territory of Amendorala without permission and burned our buildings, the war had already happened. As for the sneak attack, I vaguely remember an athlete's motto, 'The winner proves his strength with his actions, and the loser can only cover up his weakness with justification.' I don't know if I'm right?"

Melanhus lowered his head in depressed voice and whispered for a while: "I hope you can treat me and the soldiers well, and Crotone will pay Amendoral enough ransom."

"I can't decide what to do with you."

"Who...is it?"

"The surviving people of Turiyi!"

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When Melsis arrived at the camp in Crotone, he saw the mountain of supplies and burst into laughter. But he soon became distressed because these carts could not wade across the river.

Davers said confidently: "This is easy to deal with, we cross the river from the ferry."

So, after Amendolar's soldiers and the people who arrived, packed up all the valuable things in the Crotone barracks (including the weapons, armor, and linen shirts worn by the dead enemy), they lined up in a long line, marched eastward, and through the forest, and could see the city of Castron on the north bank of the Trionto River.

Davers could even hear the panic yelling of the enemy on the city wall. He joked to Melsis: "Didn't you say that there are not enough pack animals? You can borrow them from the Castro."

Melsis really asked people to borrow a pack beast.

Castron's chief general Amicles and others saw on the city wall: fully armed Greek heavy infantry walked past the south bank with great might. Under their shields and spears, they were dejected, covered in blood, carrying heavy objects, staggering prisoners, cheerful casual people, and packed baggage... This long team bypassed the city and headed straight for the ferry. Each Castron man looked nervous and a little puzzled, but there was no anger or greed, because Castron's civilians lost most of the losses, and now the city lacked defense forces, so how dare they provoke this terrible army.

"Where did they come from?" a council member asked nervously.

Amicles looked at the direction of the team under the city and said uncertainly: "They went north, and it is very likely... they were the Amendoralans."

"Are they the mercenaries who defeated the Lucanians?" General Gorkis widened his eyes.

"It's very likely!" Amicles strengthened his guess after Gorkis's statement: "Maybe they dare to defeat the powerful Crotones!"

"They... they sent someone!" someone shouted in a trembling voice.

The people on the city, from soldiers to generals, became nervous.

"We are citizens of Amendorala, and the consul Davers asked me to borrow a hundred carabines from you, and when we have delivered the goods, we will send them back to you!"

The voice of the visitor reached the city clearly, and everyone looked at each other.

Davers! The hero who saved Turiyi in the rumor! Amendorara's consul! Amicles smiled bitterly: This is the second time he saved Turiyi, but the Castrons also suffered.

In Castellon, after a brief consultation, the general and the members of the Council agreed. It was not because of Davers' reputation for keeping his promise, but according to Amicles' words: Amendolara annihilated and captured Crotone's huge army, and the situation in northern Greece will inevitably change greatly. We need to act cautiously. Moreover, Castellon may have many citizens who have become prisoners of Amendolara, leaving a good impression on Amendolara and negotiating with them in the future.

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In the early morning, a few people who had woken up were surprised and upset when they saw the Amendorala people who had rescued them before gathered together and began to cross the pontoon bridge and headed south: Could it be that the Amendorala people want to abandon us?

At noon, all the people of Turi, some free people, and slaves who woke up, were extremely helpless and desperate in their hearts. They crawled on the ground and cried loudly. At the words of Cornerus, Stromboli and other few people who persuaded them that "Amendorala is fighting with Crotone's army and have won," they could not believe it, and even the overly emotional people cursed.

At this moment, someone shouted in horror: "Look! Look! The army is coming!"

Turiyi looked back in a hurry and saw a mighty and majestic army, led by a strange military flag they had never seen before, was walking in agile steps, crossing the pontoon bridge and moving in their direction.

"That is our army! Amendolar's army! They are back to victory!" Cornerus, the city administrator of Amendolar, did not agree to the war with Crotone at the previous Senate meeting. Although the resolution was passed, he had been hiding his anxiety. At this moment, he cheered like a child.

Kunogorata looked at the Amendolar army walking towards him, and at this moment there was only a voice in his mind that was repeatedly echoing: "The Amendolars won! They actually won!! They defeated the powerful Crotone army!!!"

The people of Turiyi will be skeptical.

Soon, when the front of the troops stepped on the north bank of the Krati River and approached them, they saw clearly that under the strange army, the young and gentle consul Davers walking in the head of the team was Amendolarah's young and gentle consul Davers! At this moment, he was fully armed, but without a helmet, and was waving to them with a smile on his face. The scorching sun shone on his bright and shiny armor, emitting the most dazzling light, like a god.

At this time, another sharp-eyed public discovered that there was a walker following Daphisma, with his hands tied back, naked, and staggering forward. Once he walked slowly, the guards' gun left a wound on him. Why did this person look so much like the demon Melanteus who ordered the burning of Turi?! Could it be that Crotone's army was really defeated by Amendolar?!

The facts are beyond doubt. Behind the vanguard, they saw Amendolar soldiers holding spears, urging young and middle-aged men who were also naked and carrying heavy objects, staggeringly walking towards them. Their team extended southward, with no sight at a glance...

The Turiyi people looked at the incredible scene before them, and tears burst out from their eyes. They cried, laughed, and shouted, throwing miscellaneous items at the Crotone soldiers. Some even went up to fight, all of them like madmen...

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Davers stood on the temporary wooden platform, watching the elderly and young people gathered quickly. He expressed his solemn but excitedly, saying loudly: "The people of Turiyi, in these days, the Crotone people have occupied your homeland, you have lost your relatives, lost your residence, and weep helplessly on the ruins! But the gods did not abandon you, he made your neighbor, the heroic Amendoralans, not afraid of powerful enemies, defeated the demons who destroyed Turiyi.

!He let the kind Amendorala help you who are lacking food and clothing! The night will pass, and the light is right in front of you! Without home, we can build a more comfortable house! Without city, we can rebuild a stronger city! Without temples, we can rebuild a more magnificent temple! Turiyiren, wipe your tears, straighten your chest, join hands with the Amendorala, and build a better home without foreign invasion!

Tears of Turiyi's eyes burst out again, and they cheered, worshiping Davers, the hero who saved Turiyi twice, as if they were to the gods.

Davers ordered that the captured senior Crotone officers led by Melanteus and Timalas be taken to the wooden platform and handed over to the Turi's people to decide their life and death.

Turi's cheer reached its peak. They rushed forward, venting their anger with stones, wooden sticks, fists, and teeth. Soon the Crotones became bloody and bloody, and it was terrible, but Turi's still did not stop, even though the enemy had fallen to the ground and was dying...

Ansitanos, who was watching the bloody scene on the side, sighed: "From now on, Turiyi will probably be different..."

Kunogorata pointed at Davers who was standing on the side of the wooden platform and watched Turiyiren's execution, and said with a serious expression: "It's not that I'm afraid, but Turiyi will definitely be different!"

Ansitanos silently...

This volume ends here. To know how Davers resettled the people of Turiy who lost their homes, whether the Sobari Plain would be taken into account, the impact of this big victory on Greece, and whether the defeated Crotone would launch a greater war... Please see the next volume: The Dionysian Confederacy

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