Just as he was a little impatient, Davers returned with Henipolis. As soon as he saw Phoebidas in the tent, before he could speak, Davers spoke first: "I know you, Phoebidas of Sparta! Four years ago, you came to the Senate of Turiyi as a Spartan envoy, falsely accusing me of hiding the soldiers of the Persian Expeditionary Force, and threatened that 'Sparta will teach Dionia a painful lesson'. I still remember what you said."

Phoebidas didn't expect that Davers would mention the incident to him as soon as he came in, and was caught off guard. If he had followed his previous temperament, he would have been stuttering his neck and said, "Yes, I said those words! The fact that the war with Crotone later proved that Dionia was indeed hiding those mercenaries!"

However, the times have changed, Sparta's current dilemma, Syracuse's current situation forces him to choose words carefully. He is not unaware of politics, but he didn't need to think too much about Sparta's strength in the past. However, Dionia's current status in the Western Mediterranean Greece and the strength Davers showed in the war made Phoebidas feel a little afraid. The Spartan, who has always been tough, said a little stiffly: "...that...that's just a misunderstanding..."

"Misunderstanding?! No! I don't think so!" Davers stared at him, his sharp eyes seemed to penetrate his heart: "It is because you have resentment towards Dionys that you accept Sparta's orders, go to Seracau as a military adviser, follow Dionysius invade the Great Greece, command Seracau's right wing to defeat the Crotones in the Battle of Lamato, and command the right wing again in the Battle of Crotone, trying to defeat my army of Dionysia... Spartan Phoebidas, your hands are covered with the blood of the Great Greeks!"

Phoebidas was secretly frightened when he heard this. He did not expect that Davers knew his actions in Great Greece during this period. However, he did not have to answer Davers as against his will as he had before: "I think you must have misunderstood. Dionysius is afraid of your Dionysian army and hopes that Sparta can send officers to help him. As an alliance, Sparta cannot refuse. Because I have been to Sicily several times and are quite familiar with Dionysius, the Elders Council will send me to help Dionysius...I am just doing my duty!"

"Your duty?! It is to help the Syracuses slaughter us Great Greeks?! This is Spartan's attitude towards our Great Greeks?!" Davers sneered, with a little anger on his face: "Since that's the case, don't blame our warriors for not having eyes!"

"It is the glory of every Spartan to be able to die in battle on the battlefield!" Phoebidas was not afraid of Davers' threat, but when the Dionys had reversed the situation, he had to take into account Dionys's perception of Sparta, so he defended Sparta: "Mr. Davers, you should know that when Sparta signed a covenant with Seracau, you did not expect that Seracau would declare war on the Great Greece one day. Due to the existence of the covenant, Sparta had to provide help, but Sparta sincerely hoped that peace could be achieved between Sicily and Greece! Therefore, this time I came here on behalf of Sparta, hoping that you could seriously consider Dionysius' proposal to end this war that had killed and injured countless people!"

"I am really touched by the Spartans who live by killing so much love the life and death of the Great Greeks." Davers mocked.

He heard the threat hidden in the Spartan's words and said firmly: "A few days ago, your Sparta had sent an envoy, Rithops, to Turiyi, in an attempt to make Dionya surrender to Syracuse. I have made it clear that 'Dionia will never engage in any negotiations under the threat of the enemy. As long as there is an enemy still on our land, we Dionyans will fight him to the end!' At that time, the Battle of Crotone had not yet happened. Today, when we Dionya has already gained an advantage in this war, I can also tell you clearly that peace talks are OK, but all the crimes committed by Syracuse invading Greece must be punished! It is impossible for Dionysius to escape back to Sicily without paying any price!"

Phoebidas met Davers' bright eyes, feeling his uncompromising will, and he didn't feel much frustration in his heart. This was just a verification of his thoughts before departure. This time he came to Camp Dionia to prompt peace talks between the two sides, which was not his main purpose.

"I think Dionysius is ready for this." Phoebidas replied lightly, then changed the subject: "Mr. Davers...What do you think of the war that is taking place in Collins now?"

Davers was stunned and immediately understood the Spartans' intention: "You mean the war between you Sparta and Corinth, Thebes, Agos, Athens...?" Davers sneered disapprovingly: "A war without any meaning has nothing to do with Dionia, and I have no need to understand it."

"Dionia and Athens have signed friendly agreements, and you and Corinth often have trade." Phoebidas looked at Davers and pointed it out directly.

"A friendly agreement is not a military alliance agreement. As long as any city-state is willing to trade with Dionia in a friendly manner, we are willing to sign such an agreement with them, even Sparta is no exception." Davers said with a natural and relaxed look: "The Greeks do not have fertile land and rich minerals. What is worth staying away from their warm hometown and participating in that war that does not belong to us. The Dionians are in Great Greece! There are still many problems in our alliance that require a lot of time and energy to solve and deal with. As long as we don't come to provoke us, we don't have the heart to participate in the messy war between your Greeks!"

Phoebedas looked at Davers' face impolitely. He felt that Davers's words were from the heart, so he said: "So, Dionia is willing to sign a friendly agreement with Sparta?"

"Sparta is now the enemy of Dionia and the ally of Syracuse!" Davers said coldly.

Phoebedas stopped talking.

Seeing the guards "escort" Phoebidas out of the tent, Henipolis couldn't help but say, "Your Majesty, does this Spartan want to make Sparta form an alliance with us?"

Davers touched his chin and said thoughtfully: "...Dionia showed more power in this war than the Spartans expected. They were afraid that Dionya would participate in the war in Corinth, which would be detrimental to Sparta."

"So will we do this?" Henipolis asked excitedly, obviously giving Spartans a headache and making him happy.

"What do you think?" Davers refused to comment.

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The mist in the early morning was filled with the Sobari plain, and the drizzle in early spring was drizzling.

The victory of the Battle of Taranto allowed the people of Dionia to see hope for victory in the war, and Davers personally led the army to fight and strengthened their confidence and finally made this fertile land angry.

The port reopened after being blocked for several months, and Gentile merchant ships arrived one after another. The laborers at the port finally had something to do. Most of the cargo ships that first entered the dock were full of grain and other food. The smart merchants certainly knew what the Dionians needed most at this time.

The old fishermen in Turiyi (the young men have all gone to the fleet to serve as sailors) drove their boats to sea early to catch fishing goods to meet the urgent needs of people's lives and at the same time make huge profits for themselves.

People in various villages also began to replant fast-ripening crops under the urging of village chiefs and agricultural officials to avoid missing this year's harvest.

Although young and middle-aged citizens and free people were almost drained due to war, resulting in a lack of labor, a large number of prisoners filled the gap. Whether it was the swamp plains of Crimesa, the Sobari plains of Turii or the mountains of Amendorara, they could occasionally see naked prisoners half hungry, and plowing the land with great difficulty under the intimidation of the supervisors' whip and shields. Even in such a bad weather, the cold rain had already made the prisoners shiver and might make them sick. The Dionians had no mercy and the intention to rest. Since they invaded Dionia, they would have to pay a heavy price, which was the common view of many Dionians.

The road leading to the port of Turiyi is full of pedestrians, not only Turiyi, Amendoralans, but also Bissinians and Castro, who are rushing to the port market to buy food.

At this time, a rider rushed over, and the rider was particularly eye-catching in bright red, without waiting for him to shout: "Give up!"

Passers-by consciously retreated to the road because they knew that the only person who dressed up in this way would be messengers from the battlefield. They were all wearing emergency military information and no one could stop them, otherwise it would be illegal.

The war horses were spraying white air, and their four hooves flew. The water on the avenue was splashed, wetting the pedestrians' clothes. They did not complain, but couldn't help asking, "Did we knock the Syracuses back?"

They just asked casually with concern, and did not think that the messenger would tell them the military information. But the messenger raised his right hand and shouted excitedly: "Victory! We are victorious! His Majesty Davers led his army to defeat the Syracuse people in Crotone!..."

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Chapter completed!