The soldiers of the Roman reserve team, which had always been quiet, began to cheer, and accompanied by many shouts and scoldings from Roman nobles. The Roman nobles still believe that the reason why Rome was defeated was due to the surrender of Roman civilian soldiers to Dionia and in turn was inseparable from them. Sextus, as the leader of Roman civilian soldiers, was naturally the biggest traitor.

Sextus turned a deaf ear to these scoldings. He signaled the 10 Roman soldiers who followed him to prepare, then took a deep breath and led them to sing loudly: "Tiber, you are the mother of the Romans. For a hundred years, you have embraced Rome in your arms, and selflessly gave us sweet **..."

Hearing this familiar song, Max was stunned, subconsciously hummed, but his eyes slowly turned red...

"Oh, the Tiber River" is an ancient song that the Romans could sing since childhood, but it sounded here and there, and it felt a unique bitter taste for the Roman noble soldiers who were about to stay away from Rome and survive in a foreign land.

The scolding became less and the singing became louder. The melodious and lyrical ballads echoed in the wilderness, with faint choking sounds...

"Look, the surging river water is roaring, and the lonely wolf howling on Capitolin Mountain. Romans, working on the land caressed by the Tiber River, hard but happy..." Max sang emotionally, and suddenly he saw the soldiers around him patting his hands and humming.

"A good song, isn't it?" The team officer raised his wine glass and smiled at him kindly.

By each bonfire, the soldiers of Dionia raised their wine glasses to the Roman soldiers...

That night, the soldiers drank and danced happily, venting their anxiety, sadness, fear, boredom, etc. in the previous war.

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In the early morning of the 2nd, senior generals led by Amintas and Matonis gathered in the military conference room of Trina Naval Base.

"Matonis, did you not sleep last night?" Davers frowned and looked at the sleepy commander of the Second Legion who was slumped on the wooden chair.

"...Your Majesty." Martonis quickly stood up and yawned, defending: "Last night, Amintas forced me to drink with him. The bonfire party was over, and he didn't stop... I was completely drunk and didn't know when I returned to the camp..."

Hearing Matonis' tactful accusations, Amintas glanced at him, straightened his chest, and said proudly: "Boy, now you know who is old!"

"Who was I fell to the ground yesterday!" Martonis retorted.

"Okay, haven't you two made enough trouble yet? Do you want me to give you a few more cans of wine and let you two drink enough!" Davers lowered his face, and the two of them immediately calmed down, but their eyes were still staring at each other.

"Last night, you took the soldiers to make a fuss, don't forget to thank Midolades, who arranged for the fleet infantry to maintain order of the banquet and stood guard for the drunk soldiers to prevent accidents..." Davers looked serious when he said this. Although the entire army was in the heart of the kingdom, he dared to hold such a large-scale bonfire party, there were still some security issues that needed to be considered, such as relaxing his vigilance after the army soldiers were entertained, and would the surrendered Roman noble soldiers take the opportunity to attack... So, he let thousands of fleet infantry wait and pay close attention to the situation in the camp. Fortunately, the night was passed smoothly, which also gave him more confidence in commanding these Roman noble soldiers next time.

"Your Majesty, the army is here to be in charge of security. It is the responsibility of our 3rd Fleet." Midorades said modestly.

Davers took out a letter and asked Heniporis to hand it over.

Midolades opened his eyes and suddenly opened his eyes: "The Carthaginians will send a new fleet of nearly 200 warships to escort Sardinia?!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the other generals were also surprised and rushed to read the secret letter.

"What? Are you scared?" Davers said lightly.

Midolades smiled, and he shouted excitedly: "Your Majesty, this is so good! Our 3rd Fleet can finally fight a real naval battle!"

Davers looked at him and asked seriously: "The Carthaginians have nearly 200 warships and the Third Fleet only 150. Are you sure to defeat them?"

"Of course!" Midolades replied without hesitation: "Although the Carthaginians have many warships, they also use traditional naval tactics. Many previous naval battles have shown that our naval tactics have a great advantage. Moreover, Carthaginian formed a new fleet so quickly, and before it could be completed for a period of time, they hurriedly sent to the battlefield. When it comes to combat, it is a question whether their warships can cooperate well.

Also... According to tradition, newly built warships need to be put into the sea for a period of trial sailing and repair to ensure quality. These new warships in Carthage obviously have not undergone rigorous testing, and problems may occur in the fierce battle..."

After hearing this, Davers turned his head and asked Thormead: "How is the situation of our newly built warship?"

"Two days ago, the Ministry of Military Affairs sent a message saying, 'Turi has 26 warships built, Tarantum has 23, Brindisi, 15, Crotone, and 17 Trina...' So far, 213 3-layer oar warships have been built in the kingdom, and sailing tests are being carried out one after another. According to normal procedures, it can be put into use at the end of this month. After fluently introducing the situation of the newly built warships, Tolmeed asked: "Your Majesty, do you need these warships to be put into service in advance?"

Davers shook his head: "No, just follow the normal procedures. But when these warships are in service, 50 ships must be allocated to the Third Fleet first."

When Midolades heard this, he was overjoyed: "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Davers knocked the table with his hand and said seriously: "The Carthaginians sent this newly built fleet to Sardinia, not Sicily, which shows the importance of Sardinia to them. What's more, such a fleet appears in the Sardinian waters, which is a great threat to the Latinum region we have just conquered, and to the west coast of our entire kingdom! So, Midolades, your task now is to find it and annihilate it! Then continue to raid the coast of Sardinia and cut off the connection between Sardinia and Carthage!"

"Your Majesty, the Third Fleet will surely fulfill the important tasks you have given them!" Midorades responded firmly.

"But before that, the 3rd Fleet must first land in Sicily." Davers glanced at the generals inside the room and said slowly: "After the news about the new Carthage fleet, there is also a Sicilian war report... The Carthages captured Agilion."

Agilion was captured?! The generals were surprised. While they were staying in the camp of Satneycomb, considering that they would soon go south to fight, they had a detailed understanding of the battlefield situation in Sicily. They knew that Carthage's army had been blocked in Paragonia and Hena and could not make any progress. However, when they were about to land in Sicily, the situation suddenly changed.

"What is Prosous doing?! How could he throw away Agilion so easily! The Carthaginians occupied it and could rush into the Etna area. Not only Katanai was threatened, but Naxos was also threatened!..." Amintas said angrily.

"Prosous, as the commander of Sicily, not only could he defeat the army formed by Carthage with less and more, but he also captured Selinus and disrupted the enemies in western Sicily. Later, he faced the sudden attack of the 100,000 Carthage army led by Mago and the Syracuse people. With such a huge gap in strength, he was able to resist the attack of the Carthaginians, ensure the safety of the main towns in Sicily, and gain time for us to land in Sicily in time... It is already very difficult for Prosous to do this by relying solely on the military power of the Sicily territory. We should not be too harsh." Davers said softly. His unscathing praise to Prosous (Leotizides) made Amintas a little embarrassed.

Although some of the other generals were dissatisfied, they remained silent at this moment.

"Your Majesty, the fall of Agielion has not had much impact on us." Printols always sat in the corner in previous military meetings, but his brilliant record in Latinum made his status significantly improved. He not only sat at the large wooden table with a map carved, but was not far from Davers, but also began to speak actively: "When we look at this map, we can find that the capture of Agielion in the Carthaginians actually did not have much impact on our Sicily territory. This is a mountainous area, and it is difficult to transport food. Even if the Carthaginians enter the Etna area through Agielion, as long as Naxos and Katanai defend the city, their attacks will inevitably not last, not to mention that the two cities of Hena and Hebita threaten their rear."

"Printhols, don't forget the Sikels." Thormid finally caught an opportunity to refute his colleagues: "Although Agilion was not incorporated into the Kingdom, it was the center of the Sikels before and was of great significance to the Sikels. Now that it falls into the hands of the Carthaginians, it may cause the confidence of the tribes of the Sikels in the east to shake our confidence in us."

"Didn't it mean that the West Kyle tribes in the east have always had close contact with us and are almost about to be merged into the kingdom? They wouldn't surrender to the Carthaginians so easily, wouldn't they?" Olivers raised objections.
Chapter completed!