Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece Chapter 118: March to Rome

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"Not much. The Ostia people don’t have much food reserves, and no grains have been found in the port warehouses. However, the rations carried by the soldiers are enough for two days. Wait until then, the ships carrying the food The team should have arrived."

"It seems that the food should be concentrated in Rome. After all, they have to supply the Roman army that attacked Helniki." Daves said in a deep voice.

"However, we have collected nearly two hundred pack wagons, a lot of pack animals, and some forage in the city, and we also found a lot of wood stored in the warehouse. Engineers are using them to make a siege. The equipment..." Tolmeide continued.

"This is good news." He said it was good news, but Daves didn't have a hint of joy on his face. Talking about tomorrow's war, his face was especially solemn: "We must urge them to hurry up and make siege equipment. , They build a siege vehicle, and we have more confidence in victory!"

"Your Majesty, the more than 500 highly skilled engineers and carpenters you brought from Turiyi, plus the engineering battalions of the various legions, add up to a total of thousands of people, and the soldiers are supporting them. It is entirely possible to produce enough siege equipment to meet the needs of tomorrow and the day after tomorrow." Tolmid said with relief immediately.

"I hope so." With a slight jaw, Daves quickened his pace and walked into Ostia's city hall.

"Your Majesty!" Olivers, Geogris, Tenotiras, the three legion commanders, Midolades and Izam were already waiting in the meeting room.

"Your legions have been set up, right?" Davers asked casually.

"Your Majesty, everything is arranged. They are already eagerly waiting for the battle tomorrow and the day after tomorrow!" Olivers said first.

"I think you can't help but want to fight." Entering the meeting hall, the look on Davers's face turned into a relaxed look, and his ridicule made everyone laugh.

In the laughter, Daves walked to the top, Croto Kataks stood quietly behind him, his eyes from Olivers, Geogris, Trotiras, Several generals who followed him from the Persian period to his death and made countless meritorious deeds swept Izam, feeling calm inexplicably.

He glanced at the rudimentary map of Rome on the wooden table in the center of the room, drawn by the Ministry of Military Affairs based on intelligence, and then said aloud: “Before we discuss tomorrow’s battle plan, let a former Roman citizen Let me introduce the current situation in Rome in detail. You can ask him directly if you have any questions."

"This is great!" Olivers said happily.

Walkers was called into the meeting room with a face of ignorance. He was very nervous looking at the Dionian generals wearing bright armor and gorgeous crowns, and the King Davos right in front of him.

But as he answered more and more detailed questions about the city of Rome, the tension in his heart gradually turned into shock: Are the Dionians going to attack Rome directly? ! !

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In the middle of the night, Croto Kataks was awakened by urine. After he was confused and convenient, he was about to go to bed again, but the candlelight in the next room made his heart move.

He gently pushed open the open door and saw Daves sitting prone at the wooden table, looking at the map of Rome intently, thinking about something, the corner of the map drooped. It is vaguely visible that there are some dense annotations added by Valks' narrative.

From the time I can remember, Cloto Kataks has often seen his father still diligently handling government affairs in the study late at night. This time he followed the expedition, and his father applied this habit to the military. Everyone said that his father He is a wise king and a great commander. They all think this is a gift from Hades, but they don't know the hardship and hard work that his father has put in for this over the years! ...Klotokataks looked at his father's unusually tall figure admiringly, and then quietly closed the door.

Daves had no idea that his son had peeped outside the door. His mind was immersed in this map. The series of numbers on the map turned into countless live soldiers in his eyes. , The battle will not start until tomorrow, but at this moment thousands of troops have already started fighting in his mind...

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Corius, the confidant of Portitus, he immediately took two slaves and rode out of the city after he got the order.

They had good luck. Apreus had just passed the order of the Senate to Milusius, the chief of the city guard. Milusius had not had time to pass the order to the guards of the gates, making Corius Si and his team were able to get out of the city smoothly.

Then the three accelerated to the southeast, and when they passed Prenister, it was already at night. Not only did the continuous galloping make the horses panting hard, but the three people’s buttocks were also aching, and their inner thighs Blood was also worn out.

"Corius, we can't go forward. The sky is dark and there is no moon tonight. We are walking into the valley ahead. The terrain will become more and more uneven, and we can't even see the road. , You may fall off the horse if you are not careful! This is too dangerous!" A slave discouraged Corius from moving on.

Another young slave said loudly: "We can light a torch—"

"Idiot!" Before he could finish speaking, the slave who started talking interrupted him: "It is not only wild beasts that wander here at night, but also natives. We who light the torch will meet in the dark. It is easy to be discovered by them and become the target of their attack!"

After hearing what he said, Corius hesitated. After all, this slave was a Vestini from the east of the Aque, and he was familiar with the terrain. This is why Corius brought him here. , He looked at the dark front, pondered for a moment, and reluctantly said: "Not far ahead, there should be a Roman military camp. We will rest there when we get there."

The three of them grasped the reins of the horses tightly, controlled the horses, and continued to walk slowly for a while, they heard a stern wolf cry, and then a pair of green eyes appeared around them.

"Quick! Run back!..." the slave shouted nervously immediately.

Corius reacted quickly and turned his horse's head quickly. Only the young slave wanted to say something, but the horse under his hip screamed in panic, raised his front hoof, and threw him off the horse. ...

While the wolf was eating the slave and the horse, the two Corius rode on horses and ran all the way, hiding in the city of Prinister.

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Wake up in the morning, the first thing Midolades does is to ask the guard: "What is the weather today?"

"General, the weather is fine, there is no rain, and there is a small wind, it is southeast wind!"

Midolades almost jumped up with joy: "The old sailors in the port were right, there is a wind today! Tell the adjutant, let him pass the order, and the crew will be prepared within half an hour. Then gather at the port and take the warship to Rome!"

"Yes, General!" The guard turned to inform the adjutant.

"Wait a minute! Hmm...and those laborers and slaves in the port, don't forget to inform them and prepare for relocation!"

Since its establishment, the Dionian fleet has never had any experience in stretching people. After all, Turiyi is close to the seaport, and the lower reaches of the Krati are straight and wide, and the current is slow. It is not too hard to go upstream. The same goes for the lower reaches of the Neto River. However, according to information, Rome is more than 50 miles from the mouth of the Tiber River. The river is winding and the current is rapid and slow. To go upstream from the port of Ostia to Rome, the ship needs to be stretched. Therefore, under normal circumstances, Merchant ships are unloaded at the port of Ostia, and then transported by land to Rome.

For this reason, a flat and wide road was built between Rome and Ostia, and the army of Dionia is walking on this road. Compared with the fleet, they set off much earlier NS.

Daves left three battalions of Turiyi Army Reserve soldiers stationed in Ostia (this force was originally used to supplement soldiers when the first and second corps suffered losses), leading The Fourth Army, the Fifth Army, the Sixth Army, the Mountain Reconnaissance Brigade, the engineering battalion, the medical battalion, and the pack squad carrying siege equipment... Relying on this is the plain area, so the entire army is arranged in dozens of rows Along the south bank of the Tiber River, the column of the army marched vigorously eastward.

King Davos rode in the middle of the team. Surrounded by him were the two hundred and fifty court guards, more than twenty military staff, as well as messengers, buglers, and even bands.

At this moment, the staff officer Tolmid is reporting to him: "Your Majesty, Amintas sent scouts to report. They have already led the army and will go to Rome to wait for us."

"Amintas is very fighting spirit, I want to get to Rome before us!" Daves smiled and looked around: "Are we going to lose to him?"

"We will definitely go to Rome first!" Cloto Catacs and the young people in the staff yelled in unison. Although the court guards did not speak, their eyes were piercing.

"Good!" Daves said loudly: "Let the band play the "Battlefield March" and let the soldiers speed up the march!"

The high-pitched and passionate melody sounded in the team, which lifted the soldiers' spirits and dispelled their drowsy sleepiness. I don't know who it is, first sang the Hades carol, and soon the song rang throughout the entire team. The soldiers marched forward in strides against the morning light, covered in dew, and stepping on the soft ground.

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The great movement made by the Dionian army could not be hidden from the roman scouts and spies. Therefore, before dawn, the spies would "Ostia was occupied by Dionian". The news went back to Rome.