"These guys are so brave. Do they want to riot?!" Petalu had recovered after a night of rest. He angrily asked Pi'anlun: "Big leader, I will take a thousand soldiers to take them back first!"

Pi'anlun's tightly wrinkled forehead formed deep ravines. He shook his head, loosened his clenched fists, turned to look at the high priest Ferotalu, and said in a deep voice: "High priest, you have to ask you to go there... Ask them what they have to ask and try to stabilize them as much as possible."

"Big Chief!" Petalu shouted hurriedly: "Don't be weak to these guys! Otherwise... otherwise they will be out of our control and may even... threaten the safety of Cosenza City!"

Because there were only Pi'anlun, Petalu and Pherotalu in the conference hall, so Pi'anlun had no taboos when he spoke. He looked at the two with a deep sorrow and sighed heavily: "The failure of this battle is all my responsibility! I... shouldn't have fought with the Dionians with a lucky mentality. I originally thought that even if I couldn't win, with our familiarity with the terrain, the soldiers could easily leave the battlefield with lighter equipment than the Greeks, and then return to the city to defend against the enemy's siege... Alas... I didn't expect... I didn't expect that a battle would cause us so much! Dionia is really different from other Greek city-states such as Crotone! I'm sorry for the tribesmen!..."

"Big leader, this is not your own fault. It is the decisive battle with Dionia, the decision of the Presbyterian Church." Petalu comforted his father-in-law. He hesitated for a moment and whispered: "Why...we should we make peace with Dionia?"

As soon as these words were said, Pi'anlun and Philotalu were stunned.

"In such a situation, will Dionia agree to a truce with us?" Philotalu expressed doubts about this.

"No! You can give it a try!" Pi'anlun's eyes lit up, and he was inspired by Petalo's words. He thought more: "Petalo, you send an envoy to the camp of Dionia and say to their consul, 'Cosenza is willing to become a ally of Dionia, just like Laus.' If the sum can be made, Cosenza will temporarily become a subordinate of Dionia, so it will take time for the captive soldiers to return and slowly restore our strength. If not, you must also negotiate with them patiently. As far as I know, the consul of Dionia is not a very cruel person, so he has forgiven Castro and Crotone, so why can't we relax the ropes that tighten the neck of Cosenza! At least we can win some time to solve the people in the outer city. The city of Cosenza can no longer withstand a riot!"

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Cosenza's messenger rushed to the camp of Dionya. After hearing about his purpose, Davers immediately pointed out: Cosenza can only be completely incorporated into the Dionya League and there is no other way to go!

He flatly refused the envoy's request for a detailed discussion. How could he give Cosenza a chance to breathe when he had mastered his absolute advantage?

On the third day after the battle, the entire army of Dionia led the camp westward. The cavalry spread six or seven miles away to detect the movements around them; the First Legion, as the vanguard, was wearing strong and sharp edges; the Second Legion protected the baggage, medical battalion, and engineering battalion in the middle on both sides of the middle of the team... and the half-fed and hungry Bruti prisoners carried supplies, pushed carts, and took care of livestock under the supervision of the Dionia soldiers; the Legion Reserve and Allied Army served as guards...

The entire marching force is vast, and even on the vast plateau, it is still endless to see at a glance.

Three hours later, Davers saw the big city standing in front of him - Cosenza.

At this time, the cavalry captain Rides rushed from the front of the team with a horse: "Master Commander, the Fourth Legion is coming towards us!"

"That's great!" Davers was overjoyed, excitedly clamped his horse's belly, and the horse raised its four hooves and ran forward. The guards followed closely, and then the cavalry gathered around to prevent accidents.

The commander of the Fourth Legion, Hilos, who received the news, also rode his horse from the south. When he saw Davers, he immediately stopped his war horse and saluted: "Master Commander, the Fourth Legion captured Knapetia and arrived at the command!"

"Thank you for your hard work!" Davers returned the salute solemnly. The Hilos in front of him was not the ordinary mercenary when he first met in Persia. His long-term command and handling of government affairs gave him more majesty and less humility. He was already a qualified commander of the Dionian Legion.

"Sir, I'm late. The defense of Knapetia City is very tenacious. Not only did it delay our Fourth Legion for a long time, but it also made us pay more than 700 brothers' lives!" Hilos looked a little sad, and the gentleness in his bones did not change much.

"My strategic plan is the main reason why the Fourth Legion captured Knapetia so late, and it is not your fault. The sacrifice of the soldiers is worth it, because you have truly captured a city with a full defense from the front, which will be the most valuable military wealth of Dionys!" Davers inspired him and said, "And, the Fourth Legion came at the right time!"

After saying that, he pointed forward with great enthusiasm: "Let's go and take me to see the warriors of the Fourth Legion!"

Davers and Hilos were the first to gallop forward, followed by two hundred guards wearing red cloaks (including one hundred soldiers from Bissinia).

Rodom grabbed the reins with one hand and raised the glorious flag given to him by Martius with the other, followed by Daphsma and galloped past the 4th Legion marching column.

Then the soldiers of the Fourth Legion of Dionia who were in front of him stopped, stopped talking, and looked at their supreme commander with burning eyes. Davers looked solemn at this moment, raised his right arm above his head, stretched forward, and saluted.

Suddenly, the soldiers cheered thunderously: "Dionia won thousands of victories!!!"

"Davers win!!!"

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While this scene made Rodom's blood boil, he also made him envious. He deeply felt that the past life trapped in the valley was too boring! A man should gallop on the battlefield like a commander!

"Listen, the recruits of the Fourth Legion were shouting. I heard that they came from Trina. It seems that they have captured Knapetia. No wonder they are so energetic. If we hadn't defeated Bruti's main force, how could they have broken the city so easily! These little guys are still far from it! In the past few days, we have to let them know that among the Dionian army, we are the most powerful of the First Legion!..." The soldiers of the First Legion looked at the cheers of the Fourth Legion as veterans.

On the top of the city, the Bruti soldiers were watching the scene outside the city in fear: the "long dragon" from the northeast and the "long dragon" from the southwest gathered together, making a shocking cheer, and the momentum was so majestic!

Pi'anlun's face was calm. Yesterday he received the news of "Knapetia's fall" and specially blocked it. Unexpectedly, the Dionians actually made such a move outside the city. Looking at the expressions of the soldiers, he knew how big the blow this would be to them.

But at this moment, Tagli's voice came from behind him: "The strength of the Dionians is so strong, our number is too small! The city of Cosenza is too big, and it is impossible to achieve comprehensive defense. It is better to surrender!"

When Petalu heard this, his face turned pale and wished he could beat the old guy up, but he still held it back. Yesterday, with the mediation of the high priest Firotalu, Pi'anlun, he reached a reconciliation with Tagli and the others: the Bruti Tribal Alliance returned the original tribes of the tribe leaders of Tagli and the tribe leaders, and no longer deprived or interfered with their rights, and they finally agreed to fight against the Dionians with Pi'anlun in the city of Cosenza.

There is only one issue that is still debated, and Tagli and the others demand: abolish the Presbyterian Church and delegate the power to deal with alliance affairs to the Federation of Tribal Chiefs.

For Pi'anlun, agreeing to their request means that the Bruti tribal alliance, which he had been pursuing, would become a loose tribal union, which he could not tolerate. Therefore, he delayed this important issue on the grounds that "Bergam is absent and Sedorum is missing", which caused dissatisfaction among other tribal leaders. Now both sides are in disagreement.

Faced with the overwhelming defeat of the city of Dionia, this is another situation in Cosenza. How to resist the enemy's attack? Pi'anlun was also worried.

Fortunately, Davers did not order the siege, but began to build a camp. Relying on the absolute advantage of 30,000 troops, he directly ordered construction to start one mile away from the city, preparing to siege Cosenza.

The captives were taken to dig trenches, the first, second, fourth legion, legion reserves, allied armies... Davers had enough labor to build huge barracks and enough staff to keep alert.

Just as Davers was riding a horse and preparing to conduct a detailed investigation around Cosenza City, Capps reported that Sedolum asked to meet him.

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"You have decided? Let Vig join Dionia?" Davers suppressed the joy in his heart and stared at Sedorum with a calm expression.

"Yes, the consul of Dionia." After seeing the arrival of the Fourth Legion of Dionia, Sedorum immediately realized that what Davers said to him before was true. Dionia did have strong siege ability. So he finally stopped tangling and decided to resolve the troubles for many days. At this time, he felt much more relaxed.

Davers looked at the older Bruty leader who had not seen each other for a few days and asked slowly, "So what are you going to do?"
Chapter completed!