Although Fasci Pesa secretly breathed a sigh of relief and was still a little uneasy, he did not show it. On the contrary, he remembered his misconduct just now and said hurriedly: "The Dionians thought the cross-sea expedition too simply. Unless they could send tens of thousands of soldiers and provide sufficient military rations, they could cause some trouble for our homes, but with the strength of Dionian, they obviously could not do it."

"You are right!" Dionysius agreed loudly, and then he showed a hint of worry: "But... Phylistos said in the letter that Jera, Camanlina, Agrigento... These city-states on the southern coast of Sicily shirked his requests and were unwilling to provide soldiers and warships. He also complained that during this period, Gerolis repeatedly opposed him, which affected his management of the city-state. He could not provide us with reinforcements and fleets in time, so-"

Dionysius said in a deep voice: "After repeated thinking, I decided to take a boat back to Syracuse in person and bring reinforcements to Great Greece as soon as possible!"

"Sir, are you going to leave here?!" Fasci Pesa changed color again: "What should the soldiers here do?"

"Apollo is here, bless me to bring reinforcements back to save you within ten days!" Dionysius said solemnly: "And within these ten days, you will be in charge of this army! The Dionys' attention is all on Medema and Locre. They do not have enough troops and will not risk huge casualties to actively attack the Silitine, which is defended by tens of thousands of us, and our military rations are enough to last for such a long time... Fascipesas, you are my most trusted general! He is also the general trusted by the soldiers! Only you can bear this burden! Waiting for me to bring reinforcements, we will return to Syracuse smoothly!"

"Sir..." Fasci Pessas, who was used to obeying Dionysius's orders, had many thoughts in his mind, but the word "rejection" was indescribable.

"I will make other generals obey your orders, including my younger brother. If anyone does not obey your command during the period of my future return, you can deal with it according to military law!" Dionysius did not allow him to say anything else, forcibly handed over the right to command this army to him.

Fascipes had no choice but to accept the appointment and wish Dionysius a safe return to Chief Syracuse.

Next, Dionysius asked several generals to talk to each other, asking them to actively cooperate with Facipesas, control the troops, and guard the Silitun.

During the secret conversation with the intelligence leader Androstini, Dionysius gave him a secret letter asking him to monitor Fasci Pesas and other generals. Once Fasci Pesas was found to behave abnormally, he immediately contacted Leptines in the port, read the letter in front of the generals, and took Fasci Pesas down.

Finally he called Phoebe Das.

"I heard that Syracuse's attack was very casualties this time. It seems that even without my intervention, you would not defeat the Dionians!" As soon as he entered the house, Phoebidas mocked. Now he has become a idler. Not only does he have no chance to lead troops, Dionysius did not even discuss with him this time attacking the Dionian camp. Phoebidas has completely become a bystander, so he expressed his dissatisfaction without any scruples.

Dionysius understood the character of this Spartan, and although he was a little unhappy, he still said bluntly: "Davs sent thousands of soldiers to land in Sicily and captured a town. I must immediately take a boat back to Syracuse, hoping that you can go with me!"

"Davus dared to divide his troops to attack Syracuse at this time?!" Phoebidas was as shocked as Dionysius before, but soon turned into an admiration: "He is too brave!"

After posting a sigh, Phoebidas glanced at Dionysius: "Are you going to throw down your soldiers and escape from Great Greece alone?"

Dionysius did not answer his words directly, but said with a little concern: "Davs would not only send a few thousand people to attack Sicily, but he would only die. Syracuse and the allies would probably be unstable. I need your support!" As a tyrant who can regard power as the sword of Damocles, he has political intuition and hopes to prepare for the future.

Phoebidas' expression became serious. He understood that the "your support" that Dionisius said was actually Spartan's support. A few years ago, when the Carthaginians came to the city, the people of Syracuse had threatened Dionysius to step down. Phoebidas once made the people of Syracuse as the Spartan envoy, and let Dionysius regain power.

Could it be that there was another riot in Syracuse? Phoebidas looked at Dionysius and thought: Syracuse's navy was defeated in a crushing battle, Crotone was defeated in an attack on Dionysius, Dionysius' failure was much heavier than the last time, and the people of Syracuse are indeed very likely to express their anger towards Dionysius...

Although Phoebidas was a little gloating, he knew that once Dionysius was overthrown, not only would Sparta's efforts to support Serracuse over the years be wasted, but the Serracuse riot would inevitably lead to a great weakening of its power, thus causing a vacuum of Sicily's hegemony. Neither Dionysia nor Carthage's expansion was what Sparta wanted to see, so Sparta could only support Dionysius.

Phoebidas looked at Dionysius again with dissatisfaction: This cunning guy probably saw this and made unscrupulous requests to him!

Thinking of this, Phoebedas stopped talking and asked directly: "Is it safe to take a boat back? There are warships from Dionia outside the port blockade."

"Felistos sent the best helmsman and sailors in my caravan, and they had easily driven the fast ship into the port before," Dionysius replied.

“When will you leave?”

"tonight."

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Not long after the last siege tower collapsed in front of the Medmar walls, the Dionians sounded the trumpet of retreat.

Looking at the enemy who retreated like a tide, the Medema people who fought hard for most of the day cheered for their ability to survive.

Hilos, who was commanding the battle in the distance, was not too frustrated. He said seriously to his subordinates: "Go back and tell the engineers that the wheels of the siege tower are too inflexible, it is very difficult to push, and the tower body is not very strong... I hope they will improve as soon as possible!"

"Yes, General."

"And... our soldiers are not familiar with these new siege equipment and are a little unfamiliar with their cooperation. I hope that training in this area can be strengthened in the future!" Hironimus also expressed his opinions.

"You're right, just do it." Hilos listened carefully to his opinion, and then said expectantly: "I hope that after improvement, the Medema people will not laugh when they attack the city next time."

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After the offensive and defensive battle at Silitung Camp, although Dionia won a great victory, more than 500 people were killed and 2,700 were injured. Therefore, after Davers assigned the post-improvement tasks to the commanders of each legion, he cremated the dead with the soldiers, and then went to comfort the injured. He was busy until the evening before returning to the tent, but saw Thormede standing in front of the tent.

"Is there any important news?" Davers asked hurriedly.

Just as Thormid was about to speak, a strong south wind suddenly blew, and the sky suddenly flew into the mouth and nose. Several people rushed into the tent in a mess.

"Ph! Ph!..." Henipolis slapped the black and gray in his mouth while slapped, and then scolded: "The damn Syracuse people can't beat us, so they will only burn our camp to vent their anger!"

The Zuoying, which was separated from the trench and Luzhai, was burned to ashes. Now you can still see black smoke emitting in some places. The strong wind just now swept up the dust in the sky, causing the Central Army camp to suffer. This is why Henipolis complained.

"I think we made a profit by using an empty camp to exchange for the casualties of tens of thousands of soldiers in Syracuse," Thormid smiled.

"It's just a pity that the soldiers are going to squeeze to sleep tonight." Henipolis also smiled.

"There are enough open space in Right Camp, but there are only a lack of tents."

"Tents will not be short. Don't forget that we also occupied the camp of Syracuse in Crotone. We seized enough tents and just transported them tomorrow."

...

When the two of you were talking and chatting, Davers had cleaned up the dust on his body and asked again: "Tormid, what happened?"

"Midoradez sent someone to report, and in the afternoon a fast ship from the south broke into the port of Silitin."

"So many warships can't intercept a clutch?" Henipolis said dissatisfiedly.

Neither Davers nor Thormead responded.

Davers is very clear: the Clippers are small and flexible. If there is wind, experienced helmsmen and sailors can play the three-layer oar warships in applause, so the fleet is generally the Clippers to reconnaise and deliver messages.

Henepolis did not understand the Navy, but Davers did not explain it to him. Instead, he hoped that after Henepolis's words could be heard, he could hit the navy soldiers who had been somewhat complacent recently due to their successive victory.

After a moment of silence, he asked, "Why do you think this clutch broke into the port of Siliting?"

"We must have come to tell Dionysius that our First Legion has landed in Sicily." Henipolis answered first.

The news of "The First Legion occupied Mearo" was sent back to the camp a day ago. Davers deliberately conveyed the good news to the commanders and senior team officials of the legions, which greatly increased their confidence and no complaints about continuing to siege Siliteng. Therefore, Davers was not surprised that Henepolis could answer so quickly. Looking at Thormede's expression, it was obvious that he also thought so.

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