In the early morning, at the residence of the Legion Commander in Asprestum, the adjutant knocked on the door of the bedroom of the Legion Commander Epigenis, and the door opened the door was a young man with no inch of his body.

The adjutant was used to it and shouted into the room: "Legislative Commander, the Senate sent an urgent message!"

"I know." A lazy voice came from the room.

After a while, Epitensis walked out of the bedroom naked and took the letter from the adjutant.

The man stretched his head to see, and Epitians patted his face with his hand and said intimately: "You go back first, and I'll look for you later."

The young man returned to the bedroom with a tactful look and put on his clothes. Before leaving, he did not forget to kiss Epitensis's face.

"This young man is not bad. He is from Tarantum, a noble family, and is very well-educated. Unfortunately, his family is ruined." Epitensis looked at the man's back as he left and said to the adjutant with some show of flaunt.

The adjutant didn't say anything, and he didn't want to comment on his superior's hobbies.

"Oh, by the way, read the letter first." Under the urging gaze of the adjutant, Epiternis opened the letter. After reading it, he whistled: "Mr. Davers asked our Fourth Legion to arrive at Silitting before October to meet with the troops of the Nanyi Alliance, and then prepare to launch an attack on Locre."

"That's great!" said the adjutant excitedly. "We will inform the Chief Executive of Asprostum and Crimesa, issue an executive order to inform the Legion soldiers of the two cities to gather together in the square of Crimesa tomorrow (the square of Asprostum is too small to accommodate 8,000 Legion soldiers)."

"We don't have to be too anxious. The letter is very clear. Just arrive at Silitun before October. This shows that Lord Davers has no desire to go to war with Locke. He went too early and ate all the rations and had to eat the reserved military rations. This is a waste. We have more than ten days to prepare, and I can discuss the transportation of military rations with the two Chief Executives and some other preparations, and at the same time, the soldiers who participated in the rugby game returned to the team."

Epitensis made sense, and the adjutant said helplessly: "Okay, you are the commander of the legion, you have the final say. But I am afraid that Dracos will lead the Fifth Legion too early, and I will be cursing if we can't wait."

"That serious stubborn donkey, to be honest, I'm afraid he will get angry." Epitians shrugged helplessly, and both of them laughed.

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Dracos is supervising the soldiers' training in the Fifth Army barracks outside Cosenza.

He was originally transferred back to the Legion by Davers the previous year, but after several transfer orders, he refused to obey, because he was only good at fighting and did not do copywriting work, and even if he was trained, Davers could not do anything. Because according to military law, the legion commander was not allowed to serve in a legion for too long (mainly because Davers was afraid that the soldiers would depend on the legion commander and weaken his prestige in the hearts of the soldiers), he had no choice but to send him to Cosenza to serve as the commander of the newly formed Fifth Legion. Drax did not let down Davers' trust. In just a few years, through rigorous training, the casual Brutis trained into qualified legion soldiers.

"Legislative Commander, the Senate transferred from Cosenza!" The guards rushed over.

After reading the letter, Dracos immediately showed joy and shouted: "Callant!Callant!"

"I'm here, Legion Commander."

"You immediately ask your subordinates to take this urgent letter and go to Vig, Knapetia, and Anbalia to inform the soldiers of the Fifth Legion to report to the square in Kosenza City tomorrow. Those who are late will be punished with 30 military sticks!"

"yes!"

"Captain of the Legion, is it going to start a war?!" the adjutant asked excitedly.

"We have declared war on Locre for so long, and now we have sent a mobilization order. What's there to be happy about?" Dracos said with some dissatisfaction, and then instructed the adjutant: "You are here to supervise them to train well. I will immediately rush to Cosenza to discuss the issue of sending troops with Chief Executive Philicius."

The adjutant remembered something and reminded Dracos: "Captain of the Legion, we still have some soldiers in Turiy to participate in rugby games, look--"

"I almost forgot if you don't say it." Dracos thought for a while and said, "Look for soldiers from the reserve team to take their place first, and send someone to Turiyi to urge them to come back soon, otherwise you will miss the battle, don't blame me."

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Agsilous lay in the tent with a solemn expression: Now, the Spartan coalition and the anti-Spartan coalition have formed a stalemate in the Isthmus of Corinth. The enemy relied on the strong city defense of Corinth to repel Sparta's attacks many times, which made him at a loss.

It was not that Agsilous did not want to open up a second battlefield, but the Spartan fleet had been severely damaged, and the damn Athenian Connon led a huge fleet built by Persia to drive directly into the port of Piraeus and handed over the entire fleet to Athens, causing Sparta to face the same dilemma decades ago - they lost the ocean.

Damn Persians, this is definitely their secret trouble! Agsilous cursed himself, but he obviously forgot that it was his actions in Asia Minor that led to the consequences today.

At this time, someone opened the tent: "King Agsilaus, I'm here."

"Pheebidas." Agsilous was about to sit up.

Phoebedas dared to step forward, pressed him down, and said with concern: "I heard that you are in poor health these days and fainted yesterday, so don't stand up."

Phoebedas said, and sat cross-legged on the ground.

Agsilous was not pretentious, and was still lying on the couch and said, "This is an old problem. You will get better after a few days of rest (actually, this is the sequelae of polio). This time, I asked you to come because the elders' council sent someone to send an urgent message."

Agsilous looked serious: "Syracuse is about to attack Greece, so he asks us for help and send a military-proficient general to help them defeat Dionia."

"What?! Dionysius is going to launch the Great Greek War at this time, and what is the aid he promised to give us?!" Phoebidas was shocked.

"Of course there is no more..." Agsilous sighed helplessly: "According to Syracuse, Dionys declared war on Locre, forcing them to fight to protect their allies... But you and I know the assassination of the consul of the Dionys a dozen days ago. Although Dionys claimed that it was done by the Locleans, the truth was probably not that simple."

"Damn Dionysius! This unconfident bastard!" Phoebidas cursed angrily: "If we Sparta hadn't supported him, how could he have settled into the position of Tyrant of Syracuse!"

"Although Dionysius is so annoying, Dionysius strengthened its connection with Athens some time ago. You must know that Turiyi was established by Athens and has always been an ally of Athens..." Agsilous looked at Phoebidas and said solemnly: "So, since this Great Greek war is inevitable, Dionysius must not be allowed to win! So I recommend you to the Elders Council. I understand your abilities, but I hope you can put aside your resentment towards Dionysius and help him win this war for Sparta!"

After hearing this, Phoebidas nodded heavily and said, "King Agsilous, don't worry, I will help Dionysius defeat Dionysia as soon as possible, and then let him send troops to help Sparta as soon as possible!"

Agsilous reminded him carefully: "Don't be careless, and don't underestimate the young consul of Dionys! You must know that he has never failed in the battle so far, otherwise the Dionysian League would not have risen so quickly, exceeding our Spartans' expectations! Dionysus asked us for help because of this pressure! In the past, when he had a war with Carthage, he did not take the initiative to seek our help before the war, and he also said that once a war with Dionysian and the Southern Italian coalition forces was in a position of willingness to let the Spartan generals come to command."

"Dionis is indeed not good at fighting, and Davers—" Phoebidas said excitedly after thinking seriously: "Although I don't like this person, I have to admit that he is indeed a good opponent, but I have the confidence to defeat him!"

Agsilous looked at him for a while before nodding and said, "Yes, we Spartans are just fearless. You should rush back to the team now, make a handover, and rush to Syracuse immediately."

"yes!"

Seeing Phoebidas leave, Agsilous always had a little worry in his heart. The young consul of Dionysia who had never met before but had been victorious not only put pressure on Dionysius, but also put the invisible pressure on the Spartan King who had been paying attention to Dionysia...

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Meanwhile, at a residence in Athens, the chief general of Athens Serasiblos was talking to Isocrates.

Isocrates, who was usually noble, had a very respectful attitude when facing Serasibulos, because in his heart, Serasibulos was a person worthy of his respect.

During the reign of the "Thirty Tyrants", a large number of Athenian citizens were persecuted and fled elsewhere. The democrat Serasibulos did not escape, but led a group of Athenian citizens to establish a resistance base at the junction of Attica and Piosha (at that time, Thebes was an enemy of Athens for many years, but funded this team to resist Athens, which was controlled by Sparta), in an attempt to overthrow the brutal rule of the tyrant and restore Athens independence and democracy. Under the leadership of Serasibulos, this small team fought with few enemies and fought repeatedly, and eventually defeated the powerful tyrant army.
Chapter completed!