It was a long pass of nearly forty meters! The rugby flew high and floating, and was fast. Supporters watched its flight trajectory and lamented: This pass would definitely qualify, and it was time for offense and defense to be transferred again!

At this time, a blue whirlpooled the red team's interception like lightning, arrived quickly, and jumped high.

"Oh my God, he jumped so high!" Amid the audience's screams, he stretched out his long arms to block the flying rugby in the air. When it fell, he just hugged the rugby tightly with both hands, and a few meters ahead was the contact area.

"Stop him!" The Red Team members shouted anxiously, even the audience on the sidelines could hear it.

A red team player closest to the blue team member suddenly rushed over. The blue team member did not dodge. Then, the strong inertia of the previous sprint, he jumped hard and threw himself out. With the red team player who was holding his legs, he landed heavily in the touchdown area, and the ball was still firmly in his hand.

Touchdown score!

Like other Niutum supporters, Theos was stimulated by the wonderful performance of the Blue Team. He couldn't suppress his excitement. He suddenly stood up, danced and shouted in a loud voice. He even took a big sip of beer, and the cold foam washed away his previous irritability and felt comfortable.

After sitting down, he realized that his palms were full of sweat because of his nervousness. This was indeed a more tense and exciting game than traditional sports competition!

Dick Poris looked at him and suddenly said, "So you support Niutum!"

Thios defended embarrassedly: "Someone must support these aliens, so that the game will be more intense and exciting!"

Dick Poris nodded in agreement with him.

At this time, several referees ran to the touchdown zone because the Blue Team player who had just scored had not yet stood up.

What happened? Theos's heart began to tighten again.

The referee waved to the doctor on the sidelines and soon carried the stretcher over. The Blue Team member shook his head and refused to lie on the stretcher. He hung his left arm and stood up with difficulty...

"It seems like my arm is dislocated," said Dickpolis.

The injured team member waved his right hand to apologize to the audience around him as he walked down the field. His wonderful and heroic performance touched the audience, and they gave him a heroic tribute with warm applause and cheers.

"Rugby is really a Warriors sport!" Theos said with emotion.

At this time, the audience who was asking before him could not wait to say, "I will call on the Castellon citizens to learn rugby when I go back tonight. Next time we Castellon will have a wonderful performance!"

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Just as the eyes of the Dionian League people and most of the Gentiles were attracted by the rugby game, in a house in the cheap residential area under the city of Amendora, Timason, Criano, and Tolikos were gathering together for a secret conversation.

"Two leaders, I have contacted all my brothers, and about 1,700 people are willing to follow us." said Torax, the mercenary's team officer, who was the first to hire a mercenary, and said.

"One thousand seven hundred people..." Kriano said with some dissatisfaction: "The number of people is still a little less."

"Attacking Crimesa is enough!" Timasong said calmly and firmly: "I have investigated Crimesa in detail. After the last war, there were only more than 1,000 citizens in this small city who could participate in the battle. It is not a problem to defeat them at all. The problem is how to quickly win the Crimea City?!"

"So we must prepare the siege equipment carefully, and at the same time we must keep the secrets strictly and not reveal them, so that Davers and the others will know that they will not only stop us, but also make Crimesa notice!" Crienau reminded.

"I didn't tell anyone the truth, just follow what you taught me last time by Kriano, tell them, 'You will take them to Syracuse, accept Dionisius's employment, attack the Carthaginians, and after the war is won, Syracuse will make us citizens'" Torax said.

"For Zantiparis and Thormid, we should not tell them what to leave. I have tried it a few times and feel that they are satisfied with their life here..." Criano said contemptuously: "Zantiparis and others would rather be dock porters than take up their weapons and fight on the battlefield. They have turned from warriors into a group of cowards!"

"When we master Crimesa, they will regret it!" Timasong comforted Crienno with bright eyes.

"What if we take Crimesa and Crotone leads the army to attack?" Torax said worriedly.

"Isn't this simple?" Criano squeezed out a few ridicule: "As soon as we took Crimesa, we immediately sent someone to tell Davers, 'Crimesa is willing to join the Dionysian League.' Davers will not help us! Even if he really forgot our previous battle friendship, Phelisius, Agarcia, Hironimus... other expeditionary army officers - the current Dionysian veterans, and the soldiers who once fought together - the current Dionysian citizens will also speak for us. Davers will not ignore the opinions of so many people. Didn't he claim that he was elected by the people! Could he go against the wishes of so many people! You are right, Timasong?!"

"That's right, how did Davers and the others obtain Amendorara and become the rulers of the Great Greek city-state! We can also learn from their experience and use their help to obtain Crimesa! We are no worse than them, why are they so arrogant and we are so down-and-out!" After the Dionys League, Timasong, who has been taciturn, revealed his voice at this moment, and his face is full of fighting spirit.

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A few days later, when Davers received a report from Alistilas and learned that the mercenaries led by Timason and Kriano had made any changes, Timason had already come to see Davers.

"You are leaving the league?!" Davers was a little surprised when he heard Timasong's request.

"We are going to Syracuse to help Dionysius attack the Carthaginians. I heard that he promised, 'After the victory of the war, we can become a citizen of Syracuse immediately and have fertile land.'" Timasong said seriously.

Davers was silent. Because of Alistilas (Syracuse had a revenge against him to destroy the country), he learned a lot about Syracuse. Dionysius did make such a promise to the mercenaries.

Seeing that Davers was silent, Timasong continued to say seriously: "Dyvers, we are very grateful to you during this period, and Agarcia and others for their help and care for us. But we are all used to freedom and cannot adapt to the strict legal control here, and we cannot become citizens of the alliance immediately. The brothers all have some opinions. I think it will be good for you and for us to leave!"

Davers stared at Timasong, and saw his firm look on his face, he nodded slowly: "Okay, you are going to Sicily, is there anything you need my help?"

"Please return the weapons and equipment we stored in your armory to us, and... can we help us as a guarantee so that we can hire a batch of ships to transport us to Syracuse... Well, if we can send us some tents, we can camp in the wild after we arrive in Syracuse, before we get hired... Of course, we can give us some food..."

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The news that Timasong and Kriano led more than 1,700 mercenaries to leave the Dionian Alliance caused a small sensation among the Senate.

It is a great thing for the veterans who have served important positions such as Kunogorata, Cornerus, Protecilaus, etc. in recent months tortured by these mercenaries who often cause trouble.

For former mercenary veterans such as Philisius, Agarcia, Hironimus, etc., they feel deeply regretful.

Although Davers also showed regrets on the surface, he felt much more relaxed inside. After all, many people in the league now know that Timasong and the others were Davers' comrades in Persia, so as long as they had a relatively large deed in the league, not only did the Senate (as long as it was the veteran of Toriy, led by Polyxis) give him opinions, the people would also complain. In the long run, it would definitely damage Davers' prestige.

On the day when Timasong led the mercenaries to leave, the former mercenary veterans and many former expeditionary soldiers went to the port to see him off.

Facing Aggarcia's apology, Timasong gave him a powerful hug: "Among these comrades, I am most grateful to you because you really want to help us! Zeus is here, we will repay your kindness!"

Criano said complacently to Zantiparis, Tormeed and others: "One day, you will find that it is wrong for you to not leave, and you will come to ask us at that time!"

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Watching the cargo ships filled with mercenaries sailing away from the dock, Agarcia felt lost. He said to Davers in frustration: "Has I done something wrong? Shouldn't they come to the alliance before?"

Davers patted his shoulder and pointed to the side and said, "You did nothing wrong. Not every mercenary likes a life of constant fighting. Didn't they choose the alliance with your help?"

Following the direction of his finger, Zantiparis, Thormeed and other mercenaries left their companions and were dispersing and continuing their work for the whole day...

"I believe you have discovered it in your contact with them during this period." Davers said in a deep voice to Aggarcia, who was depressed, "We are no longer in Persia, but they are still at that time. We are willing to accept new changes, and we accept them. Like Timasong, they are unwilling to change themselves to adapt to the new environment. Leaving is the best choice!"

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