Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece Chapter 2: Ambush?

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"It hasn't arrived yet."

"Notify the front, slow down the marching speed, and at the same time let Philip Foss make the momentum louder to attract the attention of the enemy. And... let Ali Sosis (Captain of the Crotone Cavalry) Withdraw the scout back. Now that the situation is clear, don't waste our cavalry!"

"Yes!"

After giving the order, Miron cast his gaze on the woods ahead. He is quite familiar with it here, because passing through it, further west is the place where Melanius’ army was attacked. After the signing of the peace agreement with Dionia, Miron personally led the team to carry out a few from there. Thousands of corpses, from allies, and from Crotone... The tragic scene made him unforgettable for a long time!

Milon pulled on the reins: This time Crotone will wash away his shame and avenge them!

The troops walked out of the woods, and there was a flat and higher wilderness in front of them. The Trionto River narrowed here, so the depth of the water could not be walked. This was the reason why Melanius was camping here.

"Enemy! Look at the enemy!" The soldiers near the river bank became restless.

In front of the team, on the opposite bank of the Trionto River, a heavily armed Dionian team marched westward along the river bank.

It seems that the Dionians have ascertained their movements and are ready to stop them from crossing the river. Miron was not too worried. Although he could not see the full picture of the enemy on the other side, he felt that the number of the team was not too large. Just as the secret letter said, the Dionians were sent to Kas. Tron’s vanguard has fewer than four thousand men, and he has to defend Philadeforth, and how many enemies are left to stop his army from crossing the river in front of him!

The upper reaches of the Trionto River rushed in the narrow valleys between the mountains, until it rushed out of the canyon, but it encountered flat lowlands, which happily expanded its territory to both sides like a child who had been out of control. At the same time that the width of the river reaches 30 or 40 meters, the water flow has also slowed down and the depth has been reduced. After flowing slowly for more than two miles, the river surface has become narrower and deeper again because of the rise of the terrain...

At this moment, Miron on the south bank of the Trionto River arranged his 22,000 soldiers (including 2,000 light infantry) into a row with a thickness of ten. The column was more than two miles long and curved. The curve covers the entire length of the river that can be walked, because the enemy with only about 5,000 people on the opposite bank also placed an array the same length as Crotone, but not only the thickness is obviously thin, but the formation is also very loose. Millon firmly believes that even with the help of the Trionto River, the Dionian army cannot stop the advancement of Crotone's army with too much force. Their thin front will inevitably be taken by the heavy Crotone army. Break it!

"Offensive!" Milon, who was behind the center, gave orders to the bugler with pride.

The high-pitched bugle sounded through the quietly flowing Trionto River. Except for the two thousand people led by Miron at the back of the middle road, they stayed still, because he felt that his forces far exceeded the enemy too much. All must be put into battle, and the entire phalanx began to move slowly towards the river bank...

Kolebs is one of the 20,000 soldiers. After he was captured by the Dionians last time, he has been watching the construction of roads for half a year. Back to him, he owed a large debt. This time he was called up by the city and fought with Dionia again. In addition to having a strong desire for revenge, he also hoped to defeat the Dionia and obtain a lot of spoils. Pay off debts. The river beach here is not soft sand, but pebbles of different shapes and sizes. The ground is hard, but it is easy to stumble, so Kollebs and the others walk slowly and steadily...

The Trionto River is right in the front. Through the eyes of the narrow Corinthian helmet, Klebs saw many people rushing out of the enemy array on the other side. Before the team officer reminded him, he was already fast. Raised the buckler and held it in front of his chest.

"Ding!" The Dionian's arrow hit his copper shield, making a harsh sound, but it couldn't hurt it. His right foot had already stepped into the river.

"Be careful over your head!!" The team officer's yell echoed in the dense helmet. His voice was faint and distant. He subconsciously raised his head and saw countless black dots crashing down in the air.

"Damn it, it's a projectile!" He hurriedly raised his shield to protect his head.

At this time, the team officer yelled urgently: "Be careful!"

However, the hearing and vision of the soldiers in heavy armor and heavy armor were severely impaired, causing their reactions to be slower than that of ordinary people. Many people, including Kolebs, were unable to follow them quickly. He felt like a light punch in his chest, followed by a slight pain. An arrow was piercing his left chest. It should have penetrated the densely woven linen breastplate, but his kinetic energy has been consumed. Exhausted, the point of the arrow just touched his skin, and the experienced Kolobus knew that it didn't hurt much.

The teammate next to him was shot in an unarmored thigh. He screamed and fell into the river. The blood soon turned red. Looking at his teammates struggling in the water, Kolebus wanted to help him, but With more than enough heart but not enough strength, the cunning Dionians used both projectiles and direct shots to make them all overwhelmed. Watching the teammates who finally stopped struggling floating on the river, Kolebus felt a bit of grief in his heart...

"Stride forward! Stride forward!..." the team officers yelled, urging the soldiers to speed up and cross the river.

The river water is really not deep, just below the knees, but there are many pebbles at the bottom of the river, a bit slippery, so Kollebs and the others squat down and use bucklers to obliquely cover their heads and chests, and the river water covers their legs. The chance of a bow and arrow being shot is greatly reduced, but the speed of advancement cannot be increased. After experiencing the initial panic, the soldiers gradually calmed down, moving forward slowly while protecting their arrows, and at the same time, they adjusted their chaotic formations as they moved forward.

Almost to the middle of the river, the depth of the water did not increase much. Even Kolebus, who was on the right flank of the square, did not feel the momentum of the current because of the long array on the left blocking the river. At this time, he observed that some people rushed out of the enemy formation on the opposite bank, and almost ran to the river, less than 20 meters away from them, the tip of the spear in his hand was shining with cold light under the sun... Kolebs's madness Jumping up, he instinctively sat down, almost immersing his entire body in the water.

"Be careful with the javelin!..." The team officers' voices increased significantly, because the damage to the heavy infantry from the javelin was obviously greater than that of arrows.

Kolebs heard a whistling wind in his ears, followed by a "bang!" scream, the teammate behind him yelled sternly, the javelin was pierced on the buckler, and the tip of the spear pierced through the copper skin. , Smashed the plank, directly nailed his left arm, and the strong impact pushed him backwards, and brought down the soldiers behind at the same time. If it were not for the timely help of the teammates nearby, I am afraid these soldiers wearing heavy helmets and heavy armors The seemingly gentle and harmless river water will pour the nose into the mouth, causing choking and eventually suffocation. It can be seen that the enemy's javelin throw is so powerful that it caused another panic in the front line of Crotone's army.

At this time, the light infantry in the back line followed closely, and they could finally start to fight back. The arrows they threw fell on the opposite bank of the river like raindrops, and the javelinmen who forced the enemy did not dare to attack the front line wanton at close range.

The casualties of the Crotones are nothing more than a fraction of this huge army. Although Milon felt a little bit painful, he didn't pay much attention to it. He was only surprised that nearly half of the five thousand enemies on the other side were light. Infantry, and these light infantry have skillful coordination, ingenious tactics, and fierce and precise attack, which he has never seen in previous battles, which aroused his vigilance. But the ending of the battle this time is beyond doubt, because--

"General! Our army has come ashore! We have come ashore!..." the men around him cheered.

Previously, Miron thought it would be very easy to cross the Trionto River, but looking at the bodies floating on the river and the relieved expressions of his men showed that the opponent’s light infantry was beyond theirs. Unexpected.

"Beating the drums! Don't let them run away!" Milon riding on his horse could vaguely see that when the forefront soldiers of his team set foot on the river beach, the enemy's light infantry had quickly passed through the gaps in their array. Retreated to the rear.

"Yes, general!" As soon as the Herald's words fell, I heard a high-pitched bugle from the other side. The loud sound requires at least ten trumpeters to play at the same time.

Milon couldn't hide the shock in his heart. Could it be that Dionia sent more than five to six thousand troops to Castellon? ! This amazing thought flashed through Miron and his subordinates at the same time, and their eyes were fixed on the back of the opposite bank.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!..." The war drum was quickly beaten and reached the ears of Colebus, who had already gone ashore, invigorating him.

"Offensive! Offensive!..." Without the blows of bows and arrows and javelins, the team officials' orders were full of excitement.

The soldiers of Crotone shouted the name of "Apollo" and took a big step to charge the enemy ahead.

But a louder shout of killing came from the opposite side, and a bright red flag suddenly rose behind the river beach, and then there were soldiers who could not see their heads and lined up closely. They quickly The comrade-in-arms who rushed forward to act as decoys, the flags that were raised one after another and fluttered in the wind evoked the painful memories of Crotone soldiers who had served as prisoners like Kelebus.

You got fooled! In an ambush! A similar idea appeared in the mind of every Crotone soldier, but this idea was quickly devouring their high morale, making them hesitate and wandering on the shore, cowering, and watching Dioni. The Asian Army reunited with the previous troops and began to regroup...