Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece

Just in case, the 1st Cavalry Corps sent 500 cavalry to follow to protect it.

The group quickly rushed to the vicinity of Taga City. From a distance, they saw thousands of Spartan soldiers spreading north-south to the southwest of Taga City. The scene was noisy and chaotic. The city head kept shouting and killing, obviously the Spartans were still unwilling to give up the siege, and were still making the last effort.

Seeing that the cavalry led by Cloto Kataks continued to approach, the Spartan array also sent a lot of cavalry to drive away.

In order to prevent accidents, Plintors had to let Cloto Kataks retreat immediately.

On the way back, Cloto Kataks saw that Plintors was frowning and lost in thought, and couldn't help asking: "Is there anything wrong with the Spartans' formation?"

Plintors returned to his senses and said in a deep voice: "His Royal Highness, have you seen the real Spartan fighters? They are on the left wing of the array!"

Upon reminder by Plintors, Cloto Kataks recalled the scene he had seen before: in the battlefield that lasted for many miles, thousands of Spartan warriors wearing traditional red cloaks were indeed lined up. At the southernmost point.

Cloto Catacs spent a period of time in the staff of the Ministry of Military Affairs and participated in the study of previous battles in the Mediterranean. He knew that due to the small population, the Spartans were very effective in larger battles. Less independent fighting, almost always commanding coalition operations, and Spartan’s own fighters tend to concentrate on the right wing, relying on Spartan’s traditional left-handed tactics to finally determine the outcome of the battle, and this time the Spartans actually Concentrating on the left is indeed unexpected.

He thought for a while and said, "Is it because of the failure of Leuktra, uh, the Spartans think their traditional tactics are no longer applicable, so they changed the lineup? Or... they just set up a random formation. , Pretending to have a battle with us, just to delay our rescue of Taigeya?"

Plintors knew the current situation in Sparta. The only way to command and command such a large army could be their old king Agsilius. He knew about the veteran’s past battles and his style. Cunning and changeable, very different from the traditional Spartan generals. This change in the battle formation that was different from the past will of course attract his attention, but for a while he can't guess the real intention of the opponent, and temporarily suppresses the doubts to the bottom of his heart. Said: "His Royal Highness, you are right, we should first rescue Taigeya now!"

But when the Dionian army approached Taigea, the Spartan army had all stopped their siege and continued to line up on the east side of the Dionian army. It seemed that they were really ready to meet Dior here. The Nya army fought to the death.

Klotokatax immediately gathered the commanders of the various legions together and informed them of the battle plan that had been negotiated with Plintors.

"His Royal Highness, our First Legion has the strongest combat effectiveness, but you have arranged us on the left wing and let the Fourth Legion be on the right wing to fight against the Spartans. I think this seems a bit unreasonable!" Ketisus objected.

"I think it's reasonable! The Fourth Army is fully capable of repelling the frontal Spartans and laying the victory for the entire battle!" Olivers not only retorted loudly, but also assumed the old qualifications: "Cettisus, look. No, I just became the commander of the army, so I don’t think about us."

"Sir Oliver, how dare I." Cettisus yelled and responded unwillingly: "I just told a fact for the sake of victory."

Seeing this, Croto Kataks hurried forward and persuaded: "You two should stop fighting! I believe that with the fighting power of the Fourth Army, the Spartans' attack can be resisted or even repelled, but the whole battle will be victorious. The key lies in our left wing!

Commander Ktisus, you must lead the first legion to defeat the enemy in front of you as soon as possible, and then attack the flanks of the enemy's middle road to win the entire battle. Hope you can do it!"

Kettesus lifted up his spirits and immediately said confidently: "Your Highness, please rest assured, the First Legion has never disappointed the commander!"

The contradiction seemed to be resolved, but then the seventh legion commander Tiger Tilos said dissatisfied: "His Royal Highness, you are too unfair to the seventh legion! The soldiers who stay in Messenia are the soldiers of my seventh legion! Stay in the new camp. They are the soldiers of my Seventh Legion! Now the battle is about to begin, and as the reserve team are the soldiers of my Seventh Legion! Did the Seventh Army accompany you so hard to come to the Peloponnesian Peninsula, and the result was a battle Without fishing, how will they face their relatives after they go back!"

The more he talked about it, the more he felt wronged, and his voice grew louder, attracting the surrounding soldiers to look over.

Compared with the seventh legion, the other legions have benefited after all. The commanders of the legion hurriedly looked at their noses and hearts, with an expression that had nothing to do with me.

Although Klotokatax was confronted in this way, he was not angry, but very apologetically persuaded: "The commander of the Tiger Tilos, the commander of the Spartan army is King Agsilius. He has always been good at With troops, it may not be easy to win this battle. Therefore, letting the 7th Army as a reserve team hope that you can control the whole battle at a critical time and win the victory for us! Even after defeating Sparta, we are in Greece The war will not end there. In future military operations, I assure you that the Seventh Army will be the first to be considered!

After listening to these words, Tiger Tilos looked slightly awkward, and immediately said: The 7th Army will perform the duties of the reserve team.

Tiger Tilos looks like a big five, but he is actually very thoughtful.Before Turriy left, Daves had talked to him specifically. He felt that King Daves's ardent expectation of Cloto Kataks, how could he risk offending the king without executing the order, but It was taking the opportunity to stray and arouse the attention of the prince and earn more benefits for the Seventh Army. After all, the Seventh Army really had no advantage compared with the First, Fourth, and Sixth Army.

"Time is running out, please rush back to your legion immediately after receiving the task."

Seeing the legionaries leave on horseback, Plintors, who had been silent before, said sincerely, "Good job, Your Highness!"

Mukru on the side understood why Plintors said that.As the commander of the Dionian army, facing the doubts of his subordinates, he can solve it in one sentence-this is an order!After all, according to the "Dionian Military Law", after the order is issued, lower-level officers must strictly enforce it.However, Cloto Kataks was still patiently persuading these generals at this time. It can be seen that the statement that "His Royal Highness is humble" is indeed not a lie.

Under the orders of the commanders of the corps and under the command of the officers at all levels, all the soldiers of the Dionian army moved quickly.

Although the formation of the Dionian army was later than the Spartan army, the formation of the Dionian army was basically completed after half an hour: the first army was on the left wing, the sixth army was in the middle, and the sixth army was in the middle. The four legions are on the right flank, and the array is 15 columns thick and about 4 li in length. The First Cavalry Corps is divided into 1,000 cavalry each, located at both ends of the array.

Standing in the front of the queue and observing the formation of the Dionian Army, Agsilius saw that his opponent was moving quickly and soon stopped the clamor. He frowned and looked back at the chaotic array on both sides behind him. Can't help saying: "Hurry up and urge the generals to speed up the formation!"

"Father." Archidamus hesitated: "Didn't you let them slow down the array on purpose?"

"I think even if they don't have to slow down deliberately, the Dionians will be in the first line." Agcilius said helplessly: "Hurry up and notify us. If the Dionians suddenly attack, we The formation is still so chaotic, how to fight!"

"Yes, father!" Archidamus quickly ran back into the formation.

Agcilius looked at Dionia's army again, his vision was black. After looking at it for a long time, he couldn't tell where the advantage of Dionia's army was. On the contrary, he felt sore in his eyes. He was helpless. He gave up his observation of the enemy's formation and walked slowly back to the rear of the formation under the escort of the guards.

The sun has begun to shift to the west sky, and the warm sunlight is shining on the Taigea Plain. On the east side is the four-mile-long Spartan formation with dazzling light, and on the west side is pitch black as ink. , The same four-mile-long Dionian army formation, the two armies are separated by three miles, surrounded by green wheat fields, like two yellow and black parallel lines drawn on a green cloth, and the two parallel lines The midpoint of the northern end of the line is Taga City.

"Father, the formation is already lined up, why don't you launch an offense?!" Archidamus hurried over and asked.

"Don't worry, wait a little longer." Agcilius glanced at him and said calmly.

"What are you waiting for? The soldiers have been waiting for half an hour, and then the sun will set!" Archidams urged anxiously.

Agsilius immediately lowered his face and said in a stern tone: "You should stay with your soldiers instead of running here to mess around, go back!"

Agsilius looked at Archidamus's back and rubbed his face with his hands subconsciously. In fact, he was not waiting, but in fear.

A veteran who has been on the battlefield for decades is actually afraid?

But this is the fact.Although Agassilaus has gone through countless wars, it is the first time he has commanded a battle that can determine the life and death of Sparta, and his opponent is the mighty Dionia. He has just seen the well-trained soldiers of the opponent. Although he had made elaborate arrangements for this battle beforehand, when the war came, his heart was inexplicably vague. The life and death of Sparta were tied to his order, and he could hardly open his mouth.