But the captain was strict with the soldiers on two things: First, when fighting, the soldiers were only allowed to advance and not retreat, otherwise he would kick the cowardly soldiers out of the brigade. Second, he could not lose to Olivers's sixth brigade in any matter.

This kind of fighting move seems a bit funny, but in the army of Dionia, between companies, between brigades, between brigades, between brigades and brigades, such mutual competition is not uncommon. Moreover, generals at all levels do not prohibit this kind of competition, but rather vigorously advocate tug of war, rugby, football... These popular sports and competitions in the military camps are all teams and teams, and fierce competitions, fighting for victory.

Leotizides felt that it is precisely because the generals and officials at all levels valued victory and defeat that these Dionian militias, who were just farmers, fishermen, merchants... in the past, quickly cultivated the sense of honor of their teams and fought bravely in the first place!...

"Prosous, I heard that you Lagos and the Spartans are enemies. Have you ever fought with the Spartans?" Heitbarus was a broken mouth. After a moment of quietness, he started to speak again.

After the last storm on the ship, after the fierce battle with the Puchettis, the friendship between him and his teammates, especially with Heitbarus, became quite friendly. When Leotizides heard this, in order to conceal the unnaturalness on his face, he did not look up, but continued to bend over and dig the soil, and gently uttered out of his mouth: "Fighted."

Heitbarus became interested and approached and asked, "Do you think the Spartans are powerful, or are we powerful?"

Leotizides didn't expect him to ask this question and was stunned.

The other teammates seemed very interested in this and all came over, but the captain Sitalsis did not scold them.

In fact, when Heitbarus asked the right person, Leotizides was indeed the best candidate to answer this question: he was a Spartan, stayed in the army of Dionia for half a year, participated in the battle, and had a considerable understanding of the military situation between the two forces.

Facing the curious gaze of his comrades, Leotizides was not easy to refuse, but for a moment he didn't know how to speak. He put down his pickaxe, patted the soil on his hands, thought about it seriously, and then said: "The Spartans have been undergoing cruel 'Agoge' fighting training since they were six years old. In addition to learning to recognize words for a little time, they lived in the barracks until they became adults. The adult ceremony was to kill any black Rox I encountered alone..."

"Oh, this is so cruel!" shouted a teammate.

Leotizides was unmoved and continued: "As adults, the Spartans did nothing, except fighting and fighting, until they died... So the Spartans were the best warriors in the world, they were familiar with every detail of the battle, and killing the enemy was as easy as drinking water!" As he said this, his pride as a Spartan emerged again.

Some of the teammates booed in dissatisfaction.

"Prosous, do you praise the Spartans like this? Are you really Lagosian?!" Someone blamed him with dissatisfaction.

Leotizides was shocked. During this period, he got along well with his teammates and lost his vigilance. He hurriedly said: "But there are too few Spartan soldiers. Their young and strong citizens are only half of the number of Dionia's legion. Even if the Pisios are added, there are only more than 10,000 people. The Dionia soldiers are among the best among the city-states I know, not among the soldiers who make a living by fighting! Moreover, your military system is very unique and perfect. I personally think that some systems are even better than Sparta! The most important thing is that there are more Dionia soldiers. After defeating the Brutis this time, the number of people will continue to increase..."

"I understand what Prosous meant. In a one-on-one fight, we can't fight the Spartans, but in a real battle, the Spartans can't beat us because there are too few people, right?" Heitbarus interrupted.

"Our Dionys Legion originally emphasized group and cooperation. No matter how powerful a Spartan warrior is, he cannot defeat our four or five close cooperation Dionian soldiers!" Peciars continued.

"That's right! Just like the running back in a rugby game, he can't score without the help of his teammates alone!" Another teammate shouted.

Leotitzides knew him, a preparatory citizen of Dionysia. He had violated discipline and was punished many times during the recruit training camp. The last time he was in the battle against the Puchetis, a soldier in the squad of Leotitzides was seriously injured, so he was added. But he is now considered a qualified legionary soldier. This is the terrifying thing about Dionysia's military system. It can train the free and casual Greeks into qualified soldiers in a short time through training, sports, competitions and other methods.

The Spartans, who built their country with military power, have figured out a truth in their long-term wars: whether the city-state army is strong, personal force is only secondary, and what is important is strict discipline, unconditional obedience and perseverance training. Most Greek city-states cannot understand or do this, but the newly established Dionia has demanded this from the beginning. It is said that all this was the work of the consul Davers, who was favored by God. It seems that compared with Dionia, the real terrible young man is this!

Leotitzides did not want his teammates to make a wrong judgment, thinking that Sparta was weak, so he reminded him again: "Although there were few Spartan warriors, Sparta rarely fought alone. Don't forget that it was the leader of the Peloponnese alliance, and now it is the overlord of the entire Greek. There are soldiers from countless allies fighting for it. Most of the generals of Sparta are qualified commanders..."

"Hey, what I'm talking about is just comparing Sparta with our Dionia. To talk about allies, we Dionia also have them, Laus, Castron..." Heitbarus said dissatisfiedly.

"And Heraclia...the Southern Italian League is also counted, Crotone, Silit, Trina and..."

“Corenia.”

The teammates clamored, which made Leottizides feel a little emotional: In the Eastern Mediterranean, many city-states in the Eastern Mediterranean were afraid of Sparta, and even to Athens and Corinthians, the Dionian soldiers in front of them were afraid of who was stronger and weak. It was not that they were ignorant, but that their victory gave them confidence.

Their shouts finally alarmed the captain Parmanius not far away. When he saw it, he was furious: "If you don't dig a trench well, what are you talking about? Are you not afraid of military law?"

The teammates quickly dispersed and went to their own business.

The captain Sithalsy came over and whispered: "Prosous, you are right! But next time, be careful to change 'you' to 'we'."

When Leotizides heard this, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed: In his heart, he had not truly integrated into Dionia and regarded himself as a Dionian...

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Just as the soldiers of the First Legion were busy, Davers was talking to Trifias, the commander of the Heraclia Allied Forces.

"You want to ask our engineers to build a bridge in Heraclia?"

"Yes, Lord Davers. I heard in Heraclia that your bridge construction skills are very good. This time I brought my troops here and I had a deeper experience by passing the two wooden bridges in Turiyi. I believe you also know that there are many rivers in the territory of Heraclia, and the main city of Heraclia is built on a delta surrounded by the Agri River and its tributaries. The rainy season in March and April is the most difficult season for us Heraclia." Trifias sighed and said helplessly: "The river water surges, and the pontoon bridges are often washed away. We even have to sail to sea every day and then dock to rush to our farmland to farm, so we urgently need several solid and solid real bridges, just like the wooden bridges on the Krati River!"

After listening to Trifias' request, Davers readily promised: "Heraclia is an ally of Dionia, and we are happy to provide such help!"

"I heard that Heraclid Jr. is a master of bridge construction, but he also serves as a public office in the management of the roads of Dionya. We, Heraclid, are willing to donate 50 tons of wheat to Dionya to thank Heraclid Jr. and his team for their help in our busy schedules." Trifias said sincerely.

Davers did not refuse. Dionia was short of food now, and Trifias's move was a timely help. Davers looked at him a few more times. Although Heraclia was densely covered with water and fertile land, 50 tons of wheat were definitely not a small amount. Heraclia gave this gift not only to pay for building a bridge, but to show Heraclia's attitude. Davers remembered this in his heart.

After this agreement, Davers and Trifias' conversation became more intimate and casual.

Davers even said happily: He did not expect that there was such an excellent pasture in the Kosenza area that could be used to cultivate war horses.

Just as the two were having a good conversation, the messenger Thormid rushed over with a nervous look: "My commander, Ledes replied urgently, 'I found Bruti's team of troops marching here in front!'"

"How many people are there?" Davers asked immediately.

"According to the judgment of the reconnaissance cavalry, there may be 20,000 people!"

Twenty thousand people! Davers's expression was no longer calm: The Bruty League obviously wanted to fight us here!

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