Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece

Marcias pointed to the three-story governor’s mansion that stood tens of meters away and said in a cold voice: "Don't worry about hurting our soldiers, because the target is it."

The towering roof is not only easy to be hit by ballistas, but also smashes the Dionysian light infantry who are on the ground to carry out long-range attacks, clearing their destruction of the dense array of Syracuse, and Masias feels Syracuse The commander of the army is on it, and bombarding it can destroy the morale of the Dionysians, so you can do three things with one fell swoop!The adjutant soon realized this, and immediately said in admiration: "General, you are right! Herald soldier! Herald soldier! Go and notify the ballista units outside the town and immediately bring the ballistas here!..."

Marcias looked at the building in front. He seemed to feel that the other party’s commander was looking down at him. He admitted that he underestimated the combat power of this Dionysian army, which caused the Siracusa coalition to not Small casualties, but the trouble they set up is over. The Siracusa Allied Forces encircled them in this unprotected flat with twice the strength. As long as the attack continues, victory will finally come!

Marcias is very confident about this...

Just as the armed forces of both sides were engaged in a fierce frontal fight, behind the warlords of Masias, a loud cry came: "General Shibagris! Lord Shibagris! ..."

In the afterglow of Marcias' dissatisfied eyes, the escort of Lord Scully quickly brought the man over.

"Master General is not good! There was a riot in the city of Sicully and the port!" the man shouted in panic as soon as he saw Sibagris.

Everyone around was taken aback.

Sibagris even grasped his chest tightly with his hands, and asked anxiously: "What nonsense are you?! When I left Siculi yesterday, everything in the city was calm. Where did the riot come from?"

"It's true, sir!" the man said with a frown, crying panicly. "This morning, the freemen and slaves in the port rioted and attacked the city of West Curry. When Lord Celtas was preparing to lead the soldiers to defend, some Citizens suddenly attacked them from behind, and opened the city gate. Lord Celtas had to lead the troops back to guard the city. Your adults and your families also hid in the Acropolis... Now only the adults, you lead the troops back and defeat Those thugs can save our city of Sikuli!"

Hepagris heard this and shouted anxiously: "Kalilatus, hurry up to recall our soldiers, we will return to Siculi immediately!"

"Yes, sir!" A Scully rushed forward.

"Wait a minute!" Marcias hurriedly shouted: "Master Shibagris, the news that Siculi was attacked doesn't know whether it is true or not, it is better to send a scout ride to investigate, and then send troops after confirmation. It's not too late." Finally, the coalition forces resumed the offensive and took the upper hand slightly. Marcias didn't want to interrupt this good momentum, so he wanted to delay it first.

Who knows, Sibagris saw through Mathias’s intentions. He pointed at the reporter and said solemnly: "Dilas is my slave butler, follow me for decades, he has no doubt about his words! I’m sorry , Master Masias, I must rush back immediately to eliminate the mob, not only to save my family, but also for the dozens of tons of grain stored in the city and supplied by the army!"

At the reminder of Sibagris, Marcias's face changed greatly. Instead of stopping Shibagris from leaving, he said: "When the enemies here are eliminated, I will immediately lead the troops to Sikuli to assist you!"

There were only more than 1,000 soldiers in Sikuli's war, and considering that their combat effectiveness was not strong, Marcias did not arrange them at the forefront of the enemy, so it was easier to withdraw.Seeing Sibagris hurriedly lead the soldiers away, Marcias felt a little uneasy in his heart, so he ordered: "Blow the trumpet again, urging the soldiers to step up the attack!"

"I have said long ago that this Sibargris is an incompetent guy. At that time, Dionysius should destroy Siculi, and our mercenaries will manage the small city, and there will be no such troubles... …" Pavlos, who was once the mercenary leader beside him and now the Lord of Katana, scoffed unscrupulously, changing the generals of the other city-states beside him.

Marcias whispered in a hesitant look: "Don't talk nonsense!"

The team officer in charge of the ballista arrived: "Sir, the ballista has been carried!"

The ballista team's report gave Marcias a spirit: "Find a place to put your ballista and bombard me with that house!" Marcias pointed at the governor's mansion and said with a spirit.

As soon as the words fell, I heard someone shouting in the back: "Sir Paphos, no good! Katana is occupied by the mob!"

Marcias was shocked, and the Katana, who had previously spoken coolly, ran to the rear with anxious expression, while other city-state generals were whispering.

Pavlos quickly came to Marcias and said anxiously, "Marcias, I must immediately lead the brothers back!"

Marcias was complacent. For the comrades in the same trench, he was not playing any other means, but seriously analyzed: "Pavlos, Katane has been lost, you rush back at this time, even if you win Come back, it has also been destroyed. And if you leave now, it will ruin the battle that we have put a lot of effort into, and we are about to win. You have also seen the power of these Dionysian soldiers. Once you let them Escaped, they will cause us more trouble!"

Marcias can let the Scullys leave, but not the Katane forces because their 3,000 mercenaries are one of the main forces in this battle.

After listening to his persuasion, Pavlos was hesitant and his tone was no longer as firm as before: "I am afraid that this battle will continue until dusk before we can win or lose... We will return to Katana, and I am afraid that we will not be able to attack tomorrow... ...For such a long period of time, those thugs will strengthen their defense and cause great difficulties for our siege! And... and if the brethren know that I have not led them to take home in time, I am afraid I will not be able to do this position... …"

"With the support of Lord Dionysius, what are you afraid of!" Marcias cheered him: "As for the losses of the brothers, Syracuse will make up for them!"

Pavlos was still hesitating, and then a messenger arrived on the back of the horse, shouting anxiously: "General Fraotes, no! Leotini..."

The confederates and generals of these allies beside Marcias have rioted, and no one who can sit in this position is a fool: Scully riots!Katane riots!Leotini riots!…This is no longer an isolated riot, it is most likely a storm against Syracuse in southeastern Sicily!

The people here have been dissatisfied with Syracuse for a long time!The people present were all well-informed, because they were all the beneficiaries of Dionysius’ rule of Sicily, but now they no longer care about the face of the leader, and they all said to Marcias that they would take their troops back to the city-state Stabilize the situation!

They did not wait for Marcias to reply, and went straight to withdraw their city-state troops.Marcias used to allow the nobles of these allies to bow their heads because of the power of Syracuse, but now they are in great trouble. Where are they willing to obey the orders of a mercenary-born person?

Marcias Zola persuaded you, and still could not stop their unauthorized actions. Just when he was at a loss, Pavlos said coldly beside him: "Macias, I will also bring troops Going back, I advise you to withdraw your troops immediately. We have riots in all of our city-states. Can we avoid Syracuse! Don’t forget, Lord Dionysius and you will take the defense force of Syracuse Take it away, it's quite empty there!"

Marcias was shocked. He only wanted to destroy the enemy in front of him, but he forgot the most important responsibility he shouldered!He was distraught and watched Pavlos greet his men and rushed to the phalanx formed by the Katanei army. His heart was half cold, he knew that the battle was over...

He looked up at the ruling mansion in front of him, as if to see the enemy commander sneer at them: It was precisely at this time that there was a massive riot in Sicily, and it was definitely the Dionysians who were making trouble!

Thinking of this, he was angry and shouted loudly: "The ballista, bombard me that house immediately!"

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"Master Legion, the enemy seems to be retreating!" the adjutant shouted excitedly.

Without his reminding, in the field of vision overlooking Antonios: Generals wearing colorful crowns drove to various positions of the enemy line, shouting something loudly, and then the array of the enemy rioted, and then saw a team of teams The soldiers withdrew from the array and were led westward by the generals.A thick circle that originally surrounded the First Legion and exiled soldiers tightly now has a lot of gaps, and their evacuation has also seriously affected the neighboring Syracuse soldiers. They no longer attack, but look away. , Shouting at each other, conveying the uneasiness in my heart to other soldiers, and soon the entire ring array is plunged into chaos...

Could it be that the news of the city-state riots led by Antrapolis has let the enemy know?!Anthony looked subconsciously at Xerofennis.

"Master Legion, I think I can take advantage of this opportunity to launch an offensive!" The adjutant's words pulled his thoughts back again, but saw several stone bombs flying towards them from a distance.

"Be careful with ballistas!" the guard behind him exclaimed, blocking the long shield over Antonios' head.