But he quickly adjusted his mentality after fighting on the battlefield all his life, because he knew very well that the difficulties the Roman army faced now did not allow him to be overly depressed.

Quintus, Frius, Lisinius, Olus, Titus, Servius and other generals have gathered in the tent.

"Ditor!" Seeing Camillus staggering into the tent, everyone hurriedly saluted respectfully.

"How is the situation in Ostia?" Camillus did not politely ask them and directly asked Servius.

Today, Servius, who was responsible for preventing the enemy from leaving the city to raid, quickly replied: "The Dionians have sent many soldiers on the top of the city. Maybe they saw the troops we arranged outside the city. They did not dare to go out of the city to destroy our earthen turrets, but they are hurrying to repair the gaps in the city wall!"

"So we have to seize the time, reorganize the troops, and launch another attack!" Camillus was a little anxious when he heard this. He looked at Li Xinius: "How is the progress of Tulei's construction?"

"It will definitely be closed before dark!" Lisinius said affirmatively: "Thanks to Adidi, Antius and Satnikum sent a large number of people to help us build!"

"Okay! OK!..." Camillus praised repeatedly, and the solemn expression on his face also relaxed a lot: "Lisinius, you did a good job. I thank you on behalf of all the soldiers! As long as the earthen base we built can completely surround the city of Ostia, we not only do not have to worry about the enemy leaving the city to attack, but also can send a large number of light infantry, and even like the Dionians, bring the crossbows up and attack the enemies in the city from a long range, providing the greatest help for our heavy infantry attacks and reducing their casualties... Kesrera, Wolch, and Tarchuna, these Etruscan allied troops did not yell to leave anymore, right?"

Camillus' last sentence was asking Titus, who had sent him to appease the Etruscans before.

"Ditor, these Etruscans are just talking about it. If they really let them go, will they dare to go alone?!" Titus sneered disdainfully: "There are fleets of Dionia on the sea, and the Tiber River can only pass through the upper reaches to reach the north shore. But their army of less than 10,000 people and their courage. Without our company, they dare to march alone for seventy or eighty miles and bypass the city of Rome, which is heavily defended by Dionia? However, if they say that if they want to attack Ostia like this in the next battle, they will refuse to participate in the battle again!"

"Refused to participate in the battle?! Do these Etruscans think they joined our team just to share the spoils?!" Quintus said angrily: "Director, next time you attack the city, you must put them in the front of the offensive team. I want to see if these Etruscans who have been conquered by us dare to fight hard!"

"Kuntus, don't be too excited. Doing so will only completely stagger our relationship with the Etruscans, and it will also affect the view of the Latin Allied Army on us." Olus reminded.

"If we don't do this, will our soldiers rush to the front?! The most casualties in the past few days are our Roman citizens! So far, nearly 5,000 civilian soldiers have fled the camp and surrendered to the enemy! Can we trust the remaining thousands of civilian soldiers? Now we can no more than 15,000 civilian soldiers, and many noble Roman citizens died bravely under the city with deep hatred for the Dionians! We will not let the Etruscans and Latin Allies take over. Even if Ostia is taken back, I am afraid that all the militants in the Roman city will die! "Quntus's grief and angry words made everyone in the tent look sad and fell into silence for a moment.

"We took Ostia back. Are the Dionians really willing to... talk to us?" Titus was the first to break the silence. He said hesitantly: "You must know that what the Dionians did in Roman city... is to turn our nobles into slaves!"

His words expressed the doubts and uneasiness in the hearts of the generals, and everyone focused their attention on Camillus.

Camillus did not answer immediately, because the defection of Roman civilian soldiers and the tenacious defense in the city of Ostia have shaken his confidence and made him unable to give a positive answer.

But his son Lucius said loudly: "Only by hurting the Deonians and threatening the safety of the Deonians with our bravery and determination, we can force them to negotiate with us! After all, the Deonians are not fighting only with us Rome, but also with our ally Carthaginians. The army of Dionians has suffered too much damage here, so what can we use to fight against the Carthaginians?!"

"Don't trust Carthage too much! If they really use all their strength to attack Diony, how could the Dionys send so many troops to attack us!" As soon as Carthage was mentioned, Quentus was full of resentment.

"We have no better way except to take back Ostia..." Olus sighed, and his words made the other generals look gloomy.

"Everyone, don't think about the future. Let's do what we are doing first." At this time, Camillus spoke: "From yesterday's battle situation, our siege has made great progress. The soldiers have already broken into the city and fought with the Dionians, which has put a lot of pressure and damage to the enemy. Next, we only need..."

Camillus explained in detail some new ideas for the next attack and some improvements to the siege tactics. This was the result of his careful observation of the battle situation and hard thinking over the past few days.

His tone was calm, but it contained a kind of power that could calm everyone down and listen carefully.

Seeing that everyone was listening seriously, Camillus glanced at Quintus and emphasized: "In order to ensure the smooth next siege, we must unite our allied troops!"

Everyone, including Quintus, finally agreed with Camillus's opinion and discussed and improved the siege plan together.

After seeing everyone off, Camillus relaxed a little and felt weak all over. He was worried about the war these days, eating less, sleeping less, and being anxious, even the young man could not withstand it, let alone an old man in his 60s, who had to lie down and rest.

This time I slept through the evening until I was woken up.

"The sentries at the top of Ostia's city suddenly disappeared?!" Camillus, who had just woken up, patted his still confused head, thinking about the meaning behind the actions of the Dionians.

At this time, the tent was opened again, and Lucius broke in: "Father, the fire burned in the city of Ostia!"

"What?!" Camillus was shocked. With the help of his servant, he hurriedly walked out of the tent.

The camp was full of soldiers walking out of the tent. They looked at the city of Ostia in amazement, with flames soaring into the sky, and loud and whispered throughout the camp.

Seeing this, Camillus was stunned for a moment and suddenly shouted: "No, the Ostians are going to escape! Hurry! Send the army! rush into the city, put out the fire, and catch the Dionians! Hurry!..."

In the dark night, the Roman soldiers were organized and rushed towards the burning city of Ostia.

But they still went late.

After receiving the "retreat" order from Davers, Teris ordered his officials to contact the cargo ships of the port chambers of commerce and the Dionian fleet cruising on the nearby sea, and gradually began to retreat in an orderly manner.

Since most of the evacuation operations were carried out in small ports directly facing the sea to the west, the Roman army that monitored the mouth of the Tiber River did not find any abnormalities.

Finally, when the soldiers of the Dionians on the top of the city began to evacuate, Teris made a ignition of the asphalted city and port.

When Camillus learned that "the army failed to put out the fire, the Ostia city and port were burned, but he did not see a single Dionian", he felt depressed and could not say a word.

He had already understood at this time: the Dionians would rather burn the city than let them occupy it, which had shown their determination not to compromise!

"Father, what's wrong with you?" Amid Lucius's scream, Camillus covered his chest and slowly fell to the ground.

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McLalis was a small team leader. Although he was a Roman civilian, his family was not in Rome, but in Viagra, where he owned his own land and family.

In the past few days, news about "The Dionians treat Roman civilians especially favorable to Roman civilians" spread in the camp. The civilian soldiers living in the city of Rome began to flee from the camp. Although McLaren and many Roman civilians who moved to the colonial city north of the Tiber River were a little moved, they did not leave. After all, in the colonial city that had only been built for less than ten years, the conflict between the nobles and the civilians was not serious, and their lives were not good. Under such circumstances, abandoning the mother state that had been living for decades and joining a strange kingdom, it was difficult for them to make such a choice for farmers who came from a farmer.

However, those who were loyal to Rome did not receive the reward they deserved, but were hated by the Roman noble soldiers in the camp.

These nobles and diners learned from the spread of news that "their family members in Rome were imprisoned, their land was divided into civilians, their residences were occupied by civilians, and their wealth was robbed by civilians (this is a rumor). In addition, the civilians have been constantly rebelling in the past few days... Of course, they have no good face to the civilian soldiers who are still in the camp. They are suspicious, ridiculed, and insulted. When siege, they blatantly use their power to arrange civilian soldiers in the most dangerous offensive position, but are not allowed to retreat or provide assistance. This is not once or twice.
Chapter completed!