Trina's messenger galloped fast, because the Ramato section, which was lying ahead of him, was too deep to walk, and he had to circle northwards a large circle.

When he crossed the Ramato River, when he arrived at the battlefield where killing sounds were terrifying, his skin on his legs had been worn out, dyeing the horse's belly blood red, and his whole body was shaking. When he saw the scout of Dionia coming up, he neighed and shouted: "I am...I am the messenger of Trina! The Syracuse fleet carried tens of thousands of soldiers from the Ramato River to reinforce... Hurry! Go and report your commander!..."

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Phelisius is in a good mood now. Although the coalition cavalry suffered a crushing defeat before, he was really worried for a while, but Syracuse mercenaries were busy chasing the defeated soldiers instead of assisting their infantry to regain the decline of their right wing. Therefore, while he felt lucky, he also laughed in his heart: Although the cavalry of the Syracuse people was strong, they lacked the discipline and overall situation on the battlefield.

Now Dionia's left wing is moving forward, the middle wing is moving forward, and even the right wing is moving forward...

Phelisius had ordered the flag hand to move the erected military flag forward, and now it seems that he will move forward again.

Soon! Soon!…Pelicus was thinking in his heart how long the Syracuse people could withstand. At this moment, he had already decided that victory was like an apple that was about to ripen, and was ready to go.

But at this moment, the scout came from the west at a speed: "Report to the commander! Syracuse reinforcements landed on the banks of the Ramato River, and there may be tens of thousands!" After receiving the notice from the Trina messenger, they rushed to the banks to confirm, and the scene they saw was shocked.

"What did you say?! Tens of thousands of enemy reinforcements!!" Phelisius, who was in high spirits, was as if he had been poured with cold water, and he had been cold from his skin to his heart.

"Yes, Lord Commander, Syracuse reinforcements of tens of thousands of people! They are landing on the river bank a mile behind our right wing!" The scout shouted anxiously: "We must stop them!"

This amazing news caught Philicius off guard. His slightly panicked eyes swept over the people around him, and the people around him were also watching it nervously. He was the commander of the coalition forces, and everyone was waiting for his orders.

Phelisius realized this and coughed twice, eased his panic: "Order! Two light armored brigades and two light infantry brigades rushed to the river bank where the enemy landed, blocking them at all costs and not allowing them to attack our rear!"

"yes!"

"Roll the trumpet again, urging the fourth and fifth legions to step up their attacks! Hurry up and tell the two legions commanders, Sipoulos, Ascesias, and Askamas, our current dangerous situation, so that they will not be reserved and attack the enemy with all their strength!"

Everyone immediately followed the order.

After everything was arranged, Philicius had no time to think until now: Where did the enemy come from with tens of thousands of reinforcements? Could it be Medema's troops? But the Trinas said that Medema is just a small town, how could it be possible to send tens of thousands of militias?...

Phyllicius had not yet thought about the Syracuse troops besieging the city of Colenya because the coalition reconnaissance cavalry had been rewarding: more than 40,000 Silo coalition forces were preparing to siege the city.

Of course, he could not know that at this time, in order to help the Southern Italian coalition, General Lijim commander Fidun even took the risk of leading the army to attack Medma, hoping to force the Syracuse army to return to aid, thereby disrupting the plans of the Syracuse people.

But from now on, Phelisius's uneasiness began to expand...

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From the middle of the formation to the coast where Syracuse landed, there were six miles. Although the Dionian light armored soldiers and light infantry advanced quickly, it also took some time. By the time they arrived at the river bank, most of the Campanian mercenaries had already landed and started to complete the team.

Although the number of enemies was large and dark, occupying the entire river beach. Under the guidance of the military flags raised by the team officials, the soldiers of the Dionians rushed up bravely according to the inertia they usually trained.

2,000 light infantry poured arrows and javelins into the enemy, and 2,000 light armored soldiers held leather shields and daggers, and walked like flying and directly hit the loose-formed mercenaries.

The surprise attack of the Dionian army was beyond Leptenes' expectations. Based on his previous habits of fighting in Greek city-states, he thought that at this time the battle would have been put into full force for victory. Unexpectedly, the Southern Italian coalition could even draw out a force to block the reinforcements in Syracuse.

Of course he didn't know that it was not that Philicius had known Dionysius's plan in advance, but that the "Dionia's Second Law" stipulated that "as a commander, a reserve should be retained during combat so that it can be put into the battlefield at critical moments of the battle to change the situation." Philicius acted accordingly, 2,000 light armored soldiers were his reserves, and 2,000 light infantry completed the initial harassment and retreated to the rear of the array and became part of the reserve.

The sudden impact of these 4,000 Dionian soldiers caused the newly landed Campanian mercenaries to fall into chaos for a while.

In a critical moment, Leptines hurriedly commanded the remaining ships to the dock quickly. As the commander of the Navy of Syracuse, his original mission was to transport reinforcements and land. He led the reinforcements to attack the enemy. It was the mission of the mercenary leader N'Amenas. But now N'Amenas is in chaos, and life or death is unknown. Leptines has to shoulder the heavy responsibility of rescue.

He jumped out of the ship and directed the remaining mercenaries to land immediately.

The mercenaries had already seen their companions on the boat. They were all very anxious. Some jumped onto the beach before the ship could dock.

After Liputians hurriedly formed the team, he led them around the mercenary front team, who were forced to retreat and were almost collapsed, and braved the arrow rain of the Dionian light infantry, attacked the flanks of the Dionian light armored soldiers.

The fierce offensive of the light-armored soldiers was forced to stop. In fact, the long-distance marching and previous rapid attacks had consumed a lot of their physical strength.

The chaotic mercenary front team finally recovered and began to take advantage of their large population and heavy armor. The casualties of the Dionian light armored soldiers increased sharply. If it were the first and second legions of Dionia, the light armored soldiers of the Second Legion should have lasted longer. However, the majority of the light armored soldiers of the Fourth and Fifth Legion came from Bruti and Lucania. The mountainous people were born to the battle education they received since childhood. When they were at a disadvantage, they should know how to avoid the enemy rather than face the battle head-on. Although they received the military training and discipline of Dionia during the years of the alliance, the idea of ​​saving their lives in adversity has gained the upper hand...

The Dionian light armored soldiers retreated, and the light infantry without a barrier also retreated...

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At this time, the battle that had lasted for nearly an hour, the soldiers had weakened due to physical exhaustion, whether they fought or roared, but suddenly, the war trumpets sounded almost at the same time, and the drums sounded loudly, urging to promote the attack.

The soldiers on both sides had to fight for the last force to speed up their offense and defense.

For Dionysius, he had only one idea at this moment: to withstand the enemy's attack before reinforcements arrive!

For Phelisius, he had only one belief: to break through the enemy's reinforcements and lay a victory before the arrival of the enemy's reinforcements!

Both sides have reached a critical moment to decide the outcome.

Aifealt, who had several knife wounds on his arms and thighs, was so tired that he couldn't even lift the shield. His hand holding the dagger trembled slightly due to the long-term excessive force. His panting sounded like a critically ill patient. The enemy on the opposite side was even more unbearable than him. Because the armor was too heavy, he had thrown away the round shield, holding a spear in both hands, and shaking his whole body.

Afialte did not despise them in his heart. In the previous battles, no one used the unique characteristics of its formation (i.e., the back formation and the front formation were exchanged). He believed that it was because the oppression given by the other party was too strong and too tight, which made the legion commander dare not change the array easily.

In fact, another main reason for not implementing this change of formation is that the Fourth and Fifth Legions have participated in the battle for the first time and faced strong enemies. However, there are alliance troops on both sides of the left and right sides. It is also the first time to fight together. Philicius is afraid of changing the formation rashly, and the soldiers make mistakes under pressure. In addition, the alliance troops do not understand and cooperate. After all, changing the back formation to the front formation requires the entire formation to gradually retreat, which may lead to chaos in the entire army.

The loud military horns were not only urging soldiers fighting between the two sides, but also urging other troops, such as Syracuse, who were returning leisurely after pursuing the coalition cavalry, and of course, there were two Syracuse reinforcements rushing to the battlefield.

If he followed the previous habits of the General of the Crotone Army Ascamas, he would definitely line up in front of the array and fight face to face with the enemy. However, before the battle, Philicius asked the generals of the General of the Federal Army to sit in the rear and not participate in the war for convenience of contact. At that time, Ascamas also mocked the Dionians for fear of death. Now he should thank Philipus for this request, because he heard the sound of a military call that was different from the opposite side.

The sound of the bugle came from the outside of Crotone's army, high-pitched and harsh, and it was getting closer and closer... Then in his vision, countless soldiers with bright armor appeared...

Syracuse reinforcements?! Askamas panicked and fell down from his horse, watching them roaring like a tide and rushing towards the back of the Crotone soldiers.
Chapter completed!