Davers looked up at the sky, then looked down at the tired but excited faces under the city, and said calmly: "Thank you all, thank you for your hard work! Please follow the rules of building camps during wartime in the "Dionia Military Law". Half of the soldiers of each legion are responsible for defending the mountain, and half of the soldiers are intensifying the construction of camps under the command of engineers. Go and execute them quickly."

Davers' orders were very different from their expectations. Amintas, Matonis and others were slightly disappointed, but they still responded loudly: "Yes!!"

Watching the generals go away, Davers remembered something again, looked around and asked, "Where is Thormid?"

"Your Majesty, he has rushed to urge the legions to build camps." Plintors replied.

"You go and find Thormid immediately and ask him to inform the commanders of each legion to separate some soldiers and engineering battalions, and repair the original port of Minoa so that the Sicilian fleet can enter. This matter will be left to you."

"Yes, your majesty!" Printols was ordered to leave.

Davers turned around and continued to stare down the mountain.

At this time, the large number of Carthaginian infantry were gradually reaching the west bank of the Pretani River, while the Carthaginian cavalry, who were originally gathering on the river bank, retreated to the rear of both sides and gave up the front. All the soldiers were lined up along the river bank, and gradually they had the prototype of the military formation...

Davers' eyes finally focused on the group of horse-riding generals in front of the Carthage infantry phalanx on the west bank of the Pretany River. In the center, there was a general wearing a golden helmet without a tasseled, a golden breastplate, a dark red armor skirt, and a blue cloak. He pointed to the hill and was talking about something, and everyone around him surrounded him and listened.

Davers whispered with a serious expression: "Brother Ma..."

The person Davers saw was indeed Mago. At this time, he was squinting his eyes and looking up at the mountain: Dionys soldiers continued to emerge from Minoa's ruins, and were lined up in a defensive line...

"Sir, the Dionians do not seem to have the intention to fight with us." A general made a judgment.

"If it were me, the soldiers would not have fought after the march." Another general reminded tactfully.

Brother Ma raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

Until he saw that the Dionian soldiers on the mountain did not have any intention to go down the mountain, but also began to arrange deer forts in front of their defensive arrays, he had to issue an order: "Leave the cavalry to continue monitoring the enemy's movements and be careful to guard against their sudden attacks! Lead the soldiers to build the camp!"

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While Davers led his army to march west along the south coast, the other army of the Dionian, mainly the Third Legion, did not rest for a long time after entering Agilion. On the second day, he continued to march westward with the newly formed Sikel troops as the front drive.

Strangely, we did not see any Sikel tribe along the way, nor did we suffer any harassment. Two days later, the army successfully arrived at the central town of Sicily, Enna.

This is another empty city.

Lizaru and Epitianis, who had been through the battle for a long time, were not happy, but were more cautious and sent more mountain reconnaissance soldiers and Sikel soldiers to reconnaissance the enemy's movements.

One day later, Lizalou received news that there were a large number of Carthage soldiers gathered near the city of Kefaroytiang, and some Sikel soldiers, with preliminary estimates of more than 30,000 troops.

Lizalu seemed rough and thick, but in fact he was fine. Whether he led the Third Legion to defeat the Cautenis in Campania, or when attacking Rome, he divided his troops to defeat the reinforcements in the north while attacking Rome, these wars undoubtedly reflected his characteristics. He served as the temporary commander of several legions for the first time, and after entering this strange mountainous area, he became very cautious. After receiving this news, he immediately discussed with Epitianis and Claylu, and finally decided: before exploring the detailed deployment of the enemy's forces in the west, the army continued to stop in Enna, and informed His Majesty Davers on the south coast.

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Although it was early November, the sun was still hot at noon by the Minoa Sea.

Davers led several senior generals of the army, but stood by the temporary restoration port, enduring the sunlight, and patiently waiting for the entry of a huge fleet outside the port.

As passenger ships docked, countless soldiers boarded the dock, and this deserted port suddenly became lively.

"Your Majesty, they are here." Heniporis reminded in a low voice.

"Let's go and welcome the heroes who conquered the Samones!" Davers smiled and strided forward.

Others followed closely behind.

"Your Majesty!" Alexis also strode to Davers and saluted solemnly.

"Thank you for your hard work!" Davers looked at him with great emotion. After returning the military salute, he took the initiative to step forward and gave the general who had made many military achievements a powerful embrace.

"Alexis, you are coming a little slow, we are missing you!" Amintas's mood was a little complicated, but this did not affect his friendship with his old comrades, and also gave him a warm hug.

Immediately afterwards, generals such as Martonis, Olivers, Trotilas and others greeted him one by one.

"Your Majesty, the commander of the 10th Legion, Melisanda reported to you!" Melisanda saluted neatly, with a very loud voice.

Davers' smile on his face became even brighter: "Oh, Melisandar, you performed very well in the previous battles! I believe your parents must be very proud of you after seeing the war report! Have you ever returned home after the war in Samone?"

"not yet."

"Then you will win more achievements in the next war with Carthage and go home with honor." Davers patted his shoulder and encouraged him.

"Yes, your Majesty!"

Then, Melisandar gritted his teeth and greeted other generals. Most of the generals present were comrades-in-arms of his stepfather Philecius. When these people spoke to him in the tone of their elders, he was always a little awkward.

Another man walked forward and bent down to Davers with special etiquette: "Hello, Your Majesty Davers!"

"Captain Pollert, I didn't expect you to lead your troops in person. Thank you so much!" Davers hurriedly stepped forward and helped him up, saying happily and gratefully.

"For more than 10 years, Bottentiya has been under the protection of Dionia. Relying on your generous assistance, the people of the various tribes of Pottentiya have overcome difficulties many times, but we have always regretted that we have not had the opportunity to repay this strong kindness. After finally having this opportunity, of course we must do our best!"

Pollett's words were sincere. Davers nodded repeatedly when he heard it, but then he corrected with a smile: "Dionia and Potendia have long been a family. Let's not talk about gratitude and gratitude like outsiders, let us continue to fight side by side like brothers."

"Yes! Yes!" Pollert nodded repeatedly to respond.

Davers turned his gaze to the other person beside him: "Are you... the leader of Tatoni of Abenirum?"

"Do you still remember me?!" Tatoni was a little surprised.

"In recent years, you have led Abenirum's team to participate in the Hades celebration in Turiyi. How could I not remember it?" Davers smiled and said seriously: "This time, thanks to your Abenirum's strong help, we Dionia finally won the Samone War!"

"You don't have to be polite, we are already a family, aren't we?" Tatoni responded directly.

Davers was stunned, then laughed and said, "Yes! You are right! It's my mistake! I'll get a drink at the banquet later!"

Then, Davers met with the reinforcements of Kautini, Pentney, and Caracheni.

Immediately afterwards, Davers made an exception and held a simple banquet in the camp tent to welcome the reinforcements of Potendia and Samonet. The whole atmosphere was quite warm.

When the banquet ended, the guards removed the remaining soup and then placed a map of Sicily in the center of the tent, and began a military meeting.

The military officer Thormid, standing in front of the map with a wooden stick, bowed slightly to Davers. Davers nodded to him. He turned to face the crowd and said, "Everyone, your Majesty, let me tell you about the current situation of the enemy and us in Sicily... In Minoa, where we are, we have gathered the First Legion, Second Legion, Fourth Legion, Sixth Legion, Roman Preparatory Brigade, the First, Second and Third Cavalry Legion, and now there are the Tenth Legion, Bottentiya reinforcements, Samonet reinforcements, a total of 16,000 reinforcements, and a total force of 66,000. In the lowland west of Minoa, the army led by Carthaginian military commander Mago built a camp there. According to the information detected by the scouts and sentry detectives in the past two days, there were about 60,000 infantry and more than 7,000 cavalry there--"

"More than 7,000 cavalrymen?" Melisanda exclaimed, then realized his mistreatment and cast an apologetic look at Thormid.

Thormid took over the conversation and took advantage of the situation and said, "Yes, Carthage has a lot of cavalry and strong combat power. This is why the Carthaginians have been setting up formations at the hem of the mountain for the past two days and want to fight us, but His Majesty has always avoided fighting with them at this time."
Chapter completed!