Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece Chapter 15: Reconnaissance (medium)

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The group of people descended the gentle **** and walked into the big river beach. The walk here is much easier than before: the ground is soft and the road is flat, almost as level as the river surface.

"You just said that the Turyians hate this hot spring swamp, why?" Asistes still lingered on his previous question.

The guide glanced at him and said, "Because of the hot springs, the water temperature of this swamp is very suitable throughout the year. Therefore, there are a lot of mosquitoes and bites are very serious. The Turiyi people hardly want to come here."

Asisters stared wide-eyed and looked towards the other side, the diffuse water mist greatly blocked his sight, adding a bit of mystery to the swamp.

Daves did not say a word, staring at the big river beach, the Tino River, and the hot spring swamp on the opposite bank, thinking about something.

After walking about half a mile, the river beach will end. They had to dismount and walk in order to walk up the gentle slope, because the mud was slippery and they couldn't ride at all.

Go up the gentle slope, leave the big river beach, and then it's all uphill. There is less and less farmland, but more and more trees, more and more dense, until there is no trace of human architecture.

At this time, Daves and the others have reached the open area on the hillside, but the guide refused to go forward: "Cross the mountain beam in front, it is the camp of the Lucarians, it is too dangerous!"

Daves and the others talked about it, and they asked the guide to agree to take them to see in the distance.

Standing on the top of the hill, facing the harsh mountain breeze, looking forward: A taller hill is in front of it, which should have been full of green scenery, but a lot of trees have been cut down and cleared out. In an area of ​​the city, countless tents are scattered in a disorderly manner. From a distance, the Lucarias, who are as small as ants, are densely populated...

"Wow, there are a lot of people!" At any rate, Asistus, who had seen Persian troops and horses, couldn't help but say.

Daves did not speak, and observed carefully for a while, pointed to somewhere in front of him, and asked: "Where is that place?"

The pale guide looked blankly and asked, "Where?"

"On the right side of the hill, it seems... from time to time a team of Lucanians come out from there..." Daves pulled the guide, pointed forward again, and said.

The guide opened his eyes wide, and after careful confirmation, he said: "Oh, that is the valley pass. There is a passable mountain road that leads to the territory of the Lucanians."

"How long is the trail?" Davers continued to ask.

"I’ve never walked. I heard that it’s more than forty miles. It sounds like it’s not too far away, but the mountain road is difficult to walk. It may take a day or two to walk. Oh... by the way, in the previous picture. Iraq's army was ambushed while marching on this mountain road before being defeated..." the guide said with a look of fear.

Daves looked at the rolling hills behind the hill, silently thinking.

"Turiyi should build a fortress here, and the Lucanians won't come in so easily." Ledes said.

"Turiyi originally had a camp here, but it hasn’t happened for decades. In addition, the conditions here are simple, so there are not many citizens willing to stay here. Unexpectedly, the Lucanians would suddenly Attacking aggressively, the result..." the guide said frustratedly.

"If the Turiyi is here to guard, nothing will happen to us." Davers said lightly: from the fact that this mountainous area is almost undeveloped, it can be seen that the Turiyi is fundamentally involved here. I didn't care about it, it's weird to be able to hold on. This is Greece-a common problem of this people who loves sailing and doing business, they have no interest in mountains at all.

At the urging of the guide one after another, the group embarked on a return journey.

Seeing Daves and his party's expressions relaxed, this domestic slave, whom Burkos regarded as his confidant, had heard his master say that these people around him were all warriors with many battles, so he couldn't help asking: "Chief Daves, do you think we can defeat these Lucanians?"

"Then you won't know until after the fight." Davers said lightly.

This time, they went down east along the right edge of the Subari Plain. This side is also a continuous mountain forest. The cheerful stream accompanies them all the way to the east, and finally converges into a river, as they travel along the south bank of the river. When Davos saw the soldiers cutting trees on the opposite bank, he remembered that this was the river Felicius mentioned—the guide called it the Subari River.

Looking at dusk, Daves dismissed his plan to continue to explore north. He dismounted and walked across the river, planed the trunk with the soldiers, and returned to the camp with the wood.

After dinner, after listening to the reports of Felicius and the team officers, confirming that all the mercenaries are working well, and sending them away, Davers calmed down and used branches to outline the terrain of the daytime investigation on the ground. After passing After repeated revisions until he was satisfied, he watched for a long time, keeping the pattern combined with the scene firmly in his mind. Of course, this is just a sketch, and then we need to send scouts to further improve it, such as the approximate area of ​​the Subari Plain, the width and depth of the Krati River, the area of ​​the big river beach, and so on.

In the war, intelligence work is the first priority, and terrain reconnaissance is the top priority in intelligence work! Over the past six months, he has taught Daves a lot. Combined with his knowledge of previous lives, he has always believed that famous generals also need "99 points of sweat and one point of talent" to become successful. A general who can remotely control troops to win the field, so he has been working hard and physically...

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The next day, under the leadership of the guide, Daves and his party continued to explore north. Crossing the Subari River, there are about ten miles from the forest to the bay. The land between this area is even more flat. It is still part of the Subari Plain. The Turyi people do not grow wheat here, but grow olives. Tree and open up the vineyard.

Listen to the guide: The wine produced here is famous throughout Greater Greece. This reminds Daves of the story about the luxurious use of wine by the ancient Subarians in his previous life. It is estimated that the wine came from here.

Only at this time, the vineyards are overgrown with grass and left unattended.

"That's because from time to time there are Lucarias from the city of Amendorara wandering nearby. The people are afraid and dare not come..." the guide explained.

"Turiy should send troops to protect their citizens!" Assistus said disdainfully.

"After Turrii's failure last time, I am afraid that the troops are insufficient. Keeping Turrii City is their primary problem." Davers said.

"Head Davos is right!" The guide took advantage of the situation to escape from embarrassment.

"Didn't it mean that there are not many Lucanians in Amendorara? We can provide protection for the Turii people here, of course, we have to pay a little protection fee." Asistes said jokingly.

"Yasi, you will also lead the war independently in the future. One thing you have to remember, don't easily distract your troops!" Daves said sternly, "Our main task now is to help Turiyi Don’t care about the army that defeated Lucania for the time being. As long as you win, Amendorara won’t be a problem at all!"

Asistus and Ledes listened carefully, nodding their heads uncontrollably.

The group continued on until a river blocked their way.

"This is the Saraceno River, the boundary river between Turrii and Amendorara," the guide said.

"Then it will be the territory of Amendorara." Daves pointed his finger forward.

"Yes, it's possible to encounter Lucanians at any time. Let's go back now." The guide looked in awe.

Daves is obviously interested: "Can this river walk?"

The guide hasn't answered yet. Assistus, who has long been unable to restrain himself, has drove his horse into the river, and the river surface of more than ten meters wide reaches the opposite bank in an instant.

"The water is as deep as the thigh." Asistes stood in front of the horse and gestured.

"Leides, Felicius left a hundred soldiers at the logging site as a defense. Go and call them in. Let's cross the river to have a look." Daves immediately issued an order.

"Yes!" Rides ran back excitedly.

The wizard can only wait helplessly at this time.

Ten minutes later, Ryder hurried over with more than a hundred heavily armed soldiers.

Although these soldiers are panting, they are equally excited. Seeing them, Daves was more courageous: "We cross the river!"

The guide doesn't understand why these people are so excited, don't you know that there are terrible Lucanians on the other side of the river? But as a slave, he couldn't stop him, only followed in fear.