The messenger did not answer, but just emphasized again: This is the order of King Davers!

Martonis immediately said nothing, and he ordered loudly: "Tell the captains of the team to lead the brothers to retreat very slowly!"

For experienced legion commanders, Davers did not need to give more detailed instructions. They all knew how to deal with the incoming cavalry and sent the 7th battalion of the legion to the front of the team.

When the Numibian cavalry and Celtic cavalry chased the Dionyan cavalry and came to the Dionyan formation, they saw a long infantry array retreating, and the guards behind the heavy infantry were scattered lines formed by light infantry. They fired arrows at the enemy cavalry, making the Numibian cavalry unable to get the opportunity to get close to the array and throw javelins.

Although these aliens were fierce, they would not foolishly attack such a huge army. They stopped chasing and kept a safe distance from the Dionian army...

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"What did you say?! The Dionians are retreating!" Dionysius, who had just crossed the east bank of the Tachinadi River, was even more anxious when he heard the report of Axirita. He was afraid that the Dionians would quickly retreat after they found out that they were deceived, and retreated back to the north bank of the Neto River before he led his army to arrive. Then the efforts made in the past two days would be in vain.

"Order the troops to speed up and don't let the enemy run away!"

"yes!"

"Wait!" Phoebedas suddenly shouted loudly.

Although Dionysius was unhappy with him interrupting his orders, he also knew that there must be some reason why this unspeakable Spartan spoke out at this critical moment.

"You just said that Dionia's 'array' is on the back, and you are using the word 'array', why?" Phoebidas asked Axirita directly.

Axirita hated Phoebedas's rude tone, but he knew that the Spartans were not easy to mess with, so he said impatiently: "Yes, I'm talking about 'arrays' because the Dionians were retreating in an array."

Dionysius's heart was thrilled when he heard this.

"What kind of array?" Phoebedas asked.

Axilita thought for a while and simply used her toes to draw a 'one horizontal line' on the mud: "It's very long like this..."

Phoebedas bent over, looked at the ground, and asked again, "Which direction are we?"

"Here." Axirita pointed the "one horizontal" ahead with her toes.

Phoebidas's guess was confirmed. He raised his head and looked at Dionysius and said in a deep voice: "I'm afraid that the new king of Dionyya has been prepared for our plan. He is setting up a big net, waiting for us to rush into it. By then, your soldiers are exhausted and have no complete formation. They are no match for the Dionys at all. All they are waiting for is failure."

Dionysius looked down at the ground that had just been wiped by Axirita with his feet, and fell into deep thought. Although he was unwilling to believe that the seduction plan he had put in great effort had been seen through by the young man in Diony, and was tempted by the other party, Phoebidas's words were like a slap in the face, making his skin hot. Fortunately, this war relationship was insurmountable, and he had no intention of calculating these things. He just coughed a few times and said, "Then what do you think we should do now?"

"Stop moving forward immediately, arrange the formation, and press up at normal speed!" Phoebedas used his feet to draw "one horizontal" in front of the "one horizontal".

"If this is done, it will take too long, and the Dionians will be able to escape." Dionysius said worriedly.

As a bystander, Phoebedas can maintain a calm mind: "It is better to let them escape than to be defeated by them."

After hearing this, Dionysius remained silent. He was indeed worried about gains and losses and had abnormal contradictions.

He turned his head and looked back at the sky full of dust and mist caused by the huge, rapid marching team behind him...

I saw the dense soldiers passing by quickly in front of his guards. Although the armor and shields were still on their shoulders, the sweat was soaked in the back, and the rapid breathing sounds gathered together, which was even a little deafening...

Looking ahead, except for the occasional mercenary cavalry galloping on the vast Croton Plain, everything was extremely quiet, but Dionia's army might have been waiting for it where he could not see it...

Dionysius hesitated for a while and finally made up his mind: "Pheebidas, do what you said, and I decided that you will arrange the formation."

Phoebedas did not postpone it, with an excited look on his face, which was exactly what he wanted.

"Do I need to withdraw all my subordinates?" Axirita asked.

"You and Gaba's cavalry continue to expel the enemy's cavalry to prevent them from spy on our formation, and at the same time you must closely monitor the enemy's movements." Phoebidas began to give orders: "And... tell me the details of the arrays arranged by the Dionians..."

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It was already noon and there was no trace of the Syracuse army. Davers was confused. Fortunately, although the Dionian cavalry was suppressed and could not observe the enemy, the Dionian fleet was rampant on the sea. They had circled to the coast of the southern plains of Croton. Since the Syracuse army that should have been retreating, Midolades, who was puzzled, decisively sent the clutch to land quietly on the secluded beach and sent sailors to the ashore to investigate. Soon they discovered the secret of the Syracuse people.

It turned out that the Syracuse people were in the array! After receiving the news from the Clippers, Davers was in a complicated mood. It was not a pity or expectation.

He whispered to himself: "It seems that you, Dionysius, are quite cautious. Since you don't come, then I will go over and let us decide the winner with a dignified victory!"

"Order, the whole army turns around and march south!" Davers made a sudden loud voice and issued an order loudly.

"Why are you heading south again?!" Many soldiers were puzzled and dissatisfied with the orders that went back and forth.

But the legion commanders and senior team officials had already had a premonition that the battle was approaching, and militants such as Amintas and Matonis were already excited.

"Report to your Majesty, 5,000 reinforcements from Crotone and Trina have arrived!"

When Davers heard this, he was excited: "Great! Who is the leader?"

"Trina is Cipoulos, Crotone is Miron."

Davers was stunned: "Milon? Milon was expelled by Crotone?"

"Yes, your Majesty. I have confirmed that it is him! After the outbreak of this war, he was recalled by Crotone, and after the fall of Crotone, he was urgently elected as a general by the people of the Acropolis." Thormid knew that Davers would have questions, so he conducted an investigation in advance.

These two generals are old acquaintances! After the Second Croto Civil War, Davers had some understanding of Miron's command ability. He had frequent contact with Cyporus. Davers even believed that "he was a political figure with a broad mind, a flexible mind, and the best view of the general trend."

Both of them were not weak, and Davers felt relieved. He asked again: "Are the reinforcements they led were heavy infantry?"

"There are only 300 light infantrymen, and the rest are all heavy infantrymen." Thormid replied.

"Since that's the case..." Davers thought for a moment and said, "Let them line up at the left end of the First Legion and advance with the army."

"Arrange at the far left?" Thormid, who knew Davers' combat plan, asked with some concern when he heard this: "Your Majesty, that may be the focus of the enemy's attack. Can they block the enemy's attack?"

"The Syracuses captured their cities and slaughtered their loved ones. Their hatred for the Syracuses is far greater than that of us, and their fighting spirit is stronger than our soldiers! I believe that even if they fight to the last one, they will never retreat!" Davers said in a slow and firm tone.

"I understand." Thormid did not hesitate anymore, turned around and prepared to rush to the messengers, but was stopped by Davers again: "You go and tell Miron and Sipoulos in person, because of the urgent military situation, I cannot rush to greet them. The war is coming, and I hope they will be prepared and work together to avenge the Syracuses who invade our homes and harm our people!"

"Yes." Thormid saluted excitedly.

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Crotone, Trina's army went down the hill and walked around the north gate of the city to the city. All the way was full of broken eaves and devastated walls, which increased the anger in the hearts of the soldiers. Miron and Sipinos finally controlled them to disperse rather than pursue the small number of Numibian cavalry to harass them. Finally, they caught up with the army of Dionians who marched south. After receiving the orders conveyed by Thormid, Miron and Sipinos breathed a sigh of relief.

Because their troops came from the east, they were located at the far left of the entire Dionian army array. They just need to spread the team and connect with the Dionian First Legion, without spending more energy. You must know that the soldiers were a little breathing all the way.

Seeing that the two generals of the commander relaxed, Thormid couldn't help but reminded: "Two sirs, according to His Majesty's analysis before the war, our left wing will be the focus of the enemy's attack, and you must be vigilant!"

"Why?" Miron and Siphorus asked in unison.

Before each battle, Davers would explain his combat intentions to the corps commanders and senior team officials in detail to ensure that they can execute smoothly. What's more, the war was about to begin, and Thormid had no need to hide it. He said seriously: "Because there are more soldiers in Syracuse than us, after his Majesty led his army across the Neto River, he let the Seventh Legion march along the east bank of the Tachinadi River. In this way, if the Syracuse people want to take advantage of their large population, focusing on attacking our left wing is their best choice."
Chapter completed!