"A few years ago, thick smoke came out of the top of Mount Etna..." Seeing that Antonios could see, Raodichien was ready to tell the interesting story of Mount Etna that he had seen with his own eyes, but heard Secreon shouting: "Naxos, come and tell me where is the beach I want to land?!"

"Okay! OK!" Raodician hurriedly ran to the bow of the ship.

Antonios cheered up. This was his first independent leadership battle and his first cross-sea landing battle. Whether he could defeat Syracuse was crucial. Therefore, he knew the burden on his shoulders. He was both nervous and excited: "Brothers, hurry up and put on your armor and pick up the shield spear. We are about to land! Don't stop after getting ashore, charge towards Naxos immediately! Capture it, our relatives are waiting for the news of our victory! Give the First Legion and win honor for yourself!..."

Antonios loudly encouraged the soldiers lying on the deck to rest.

"Don't worry, Legion Commander. The brothers have been tired of being on the boat these two days and have long wanted to fight. How could a wooden walled town stop our attack?" Melisandar responded loudly.

The team to which Melisandar was assigned to be on the flagship, which was of course not a coincidence, but was specially arranged by Antonios. As Philisius's close comrade, under normal circumstances, he did not mind giving Philisius's adopted son some care.

"You kid, you should be careful not to fall into the sea when you land." Antonios smiled and patted him on his shoulder a few times.

The soldiers immediately whistled, booed, and cheered at their young squad leader. Melisanda fell into the sea twice during the Battle of Crotone, which has become the topic of conversation for the soldiers before and after meals. Of course, this did not affect his subordinates' respect for the squad leader, because Melisanda has always been brave in fighting, leading by example, and sharing weal and woe with the soldiers.

At this moment, Melisanda glared at him: "Who dares to scream anymore? I won't let him play next time I play rugby!"

Melisandar's threat made the soldiers boo.

Antonios shook his head helplessly as the soldiers played, and he once again turned his attention to the land.

At this time, the sound of the military horn echoed in the fleet, and Secrean's flagship took the lead in turning left and approaching the bay.

In front is a curved bay. White sand beaches, blue waters, and a dozen fishing boats are setting up nets to catch fish on the calm sea.

The fleet broke in with great momentum, breaking the tranquility scene here.

The fishermen saw the huge monster approaching quickly - the three-layer oar warship. They paniced and wanted to drive the boat to avoid it. It was too late. The bronze corner of the bow of the ship easily knocked the fishing boat into two pieces like a knife cutting cheese...

It was not until the beach was approaching, and the sailors stopped paddling and the warships rushed to the beach by inertia.

The soldiers immediately took the pedal and quickly went down to the beach. The impatient soldier jumped to the bow of the ship, threw his shield and helmet on the beach, and jumped directly from the deck to the beach.

Soon, the empty beach was covered with fully armed soldiers of Dionian.

"The enemy is here! The enemy is here!..." The fishermen who were drying fishing nets on the beach and dealing with fishing goods fled into the city in horror.

Before boarding the ship at Lijim Port, Antonios had already recruited officers of all levels of the First Corps to hold a combat meeting. Therefore, after the soldiers of the First Fleet were disembarked, they did not make a unified whole team at all. Under the leadership of the squad leader, under the guidance of the guides equipped on each warship, they marched towards the city of Naxos.

Naxos is not a city now, but a large village. This starts with the fact that Dionysius became the tyrant of Syracuse six or seven years ago. In order to accumulate strength, he counterattacked the Carthaginians, and began a military operation to conquer the southeast corner and the central eastern part of Sicily. Among them, the only plain in Sicily, the Catania Plain, became the center of his strategy. Therefore, the two most determined city-states in this area that resisted Syracuse - Katanai and Naxos, were punished the most severely after breaking the city. He destroyed the entire city of Naxos, stripped down the city walls, and all the people of Naxos captured were demoted to slaves.

To the south of Naxos, Siculi, another small city-state, only 25 miles away from Naxos, was rewarded for surrendering to Syracuse early. Dionysius handed over Naxos' land to Siculi for its governance. The Siculi people got a larger and more fertile land than their territory, so they were naturally extremely happy, but the tragic fate of the Naxos also scared the Siculi people, and they guessed that Dionysius was destroyed.

The purpose of the city wall was torn down, but they did not dare to ask the tyrant directly. So they did not restore the old city of Naxos, but moved south to a place two miles away from the ruins, and built a town on the north bank of the Alcantara River. In order to avoid causing Dionysius's unhappiness, they did not build a stone wall, but used wooden fences to make a simple wall, and named the new town - Mealor (that is, "big").

The beach where the First Legion landed was part of the former port of Naxos, and now it has disappeared. The soldiers went up the coast and could see a large area near the seaside with weeds and piles of rocks.

Raodisian looked there blankly, and tears flowed down his eyes: That was his former home - Naxos City!

"Raodisian, don't stop! Run quickly! We still need your direction!" Melisanda urged in front of him.

Laodician quickly followed. Although he was over middle-aged, he still insisted on training and practicing fighting and fighting, hoping to fight back one day, so he thought he was in good physical strength, but after running with the soldiers of the Dionians for a while, he began to be unable to keep up with the speed of the Dionians moving forward.

You should know that these soldiers are fully armed and marching in a hurry. Such physical strength and speed are really scary. No wonder the Syracuse people can't beat them! The marvelous Raodician didn't know that in the military training of the soldiers of the Dionian Legion every five days, there was an event that was an armed marching. This was different from the "armed long-distance running" in the Olympian Games. It was a competition where players only wore helmets, round shields, and naked bodies. The armed marching in a Dionian game was really fully armed. So if the Dionians could participate in the Olympian Games, they would definitely be able to compete with the Spartans who always won the championship in the "armed long-distance running".

"...that...that's Mearo..." Raodician said breathlessly, pointing to the vague outline of the town in the distance.

"Okay, you follow me later." Melisandar didn't have time to wait for him anymore, and directed the soldiers to move forward quickly in that direction.

Although Antonios did not say it clearly, the various teams naturally competed according to the legion tradition: to see who arrived at the enemy town first?! to see who attacked the enemy town first?!

Therefore, the First Legion is not like marching in a squad, but like a competitive competition, spreading on a wide front and running quickly towards the Antarctic, from first to later, uneven.

The leading team is a team of hundreds of people. They can maintain a relatively complete formation while running quickly.

"Damn it, which team is that?" Melisanda looked at the leader slanted in front of him unwillingly and cursed.

"Captain, it seems to be the first company of the Fourth Battalion." A soldier replied.

"It's the company of 'mad'." Melisanda curled her lips.

"Madman" is the nickname of Leotizides, because he is famous for his high training intensity and high requirements for his soldiers. Of course, the company he led often wins in the military competition.

"Brothers, hurry up, we can't fall behind!" Melisandar shouted unwillingly.

Wherever the First Legion passed, the people of Mearo fled in panic, but the soldiers did not stab the spear at them, but drove them to Mearo.

Although there was only a wooden wall in Mealo Town, a moat was dug outside the town because it was close to the Alcantara River. Only the two gates in the east and north were connected to the outside by suspension bridges. The Sikuli people in Mealo Town had just received an urgent report from the merchant ship: a fleet of hundreds of warships came from the north, and the sail patterns seemed to belong to the Union of Dionia.

The Siculi people were shocked. They had just received the news that "the Dionians defeated Syracuse in the battle". In a blink of an eye, the Dionian fleet appeared on the east coast of Sicily. They did not think that the Dionian fleet, which defeated the Syracuse Navy, came with kindness, but they did not have time to discuss the response measures. Someone had already escaped from the seaside and shouted in panic: "The enemy is here to kill! The enemy is here to kill!..."

The Sikuli were frightened by the rapid attack speed of the Dionians and hurriedly summoned some citizens to defend against the enemy.

At this time, more and more people fled to the town, which caused congestion in the suspension bridge and the north gate.

Shelofinis claimed to be a freeman, who was employed by a Sikuli citizen a few months ago to help his employer cultivate the fields. It is noon, and he was supposed to appear on the riverside field outside the town, but he appeared in the town and stopped a person who fled into the town: "What happened, this uncle?"

"There are...the enemy...there are...the enemy...there are coming from the sea. You guys quickly pick up your weapons...there..." The man said in a daze.

Shelofinis interrupted him: "Enemies?!What kind of enemy?!"

A look of fear appeared in the eyes of the people: "Black! All black! Like a devil coming out of hell!"

Shelofinis blinked and looked back at the group of Sikuli citizens who even had time to wear their helmets and breastplate, so he hurriedly picked up the shield and rushed to the congested north gate.
Chapter completed!