Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece Chapter 185: The choice of Roman soldiers
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This chilled the hearts of many civilian soldiers who were originally determined to follow Rome. The opposition and suspicion between the Roman nobles and civilians in the camp became deeper and deeper. The McKelius, who had a firm stand at the beginning, began to waver. , It's just that the continuous battles made them too late to calm down and think about the future.
This morning, the unwilling Roman generals sent several squadrons to search Ostia, hoping to find something.
The squadron where McKelius was assigned was assigned to the port.
Mckelius has been to the port of Ostia many times before. The sea of the port is full of ships and the wharf is crowded with people no longer exists. The rows of houses and warehouses are now turned into one. Piles of burnt ruins, black smoke billowing everywhere are crying about the tragic experience suffered by this port last night...
Looking at all this, McKelius was full of bleakness, and he couldn't help but think of Rome, Wei Ai, and himself...
"The captain, the dictator told us that as long as we can retake Ostia, we can force the Dionians to negotiate with us and return to Rome... Now we have retaken Ostia. Ya, can you really make peace with the Dionians?" A Wei Ai soldier beside him asked suspiciously.
For his doubts, McKelius could not answer: The soldiers are not fools. The two sides are fighting fiercely these days, and the casualties are not a few. According to the Romans’ past war habits, once they have the advantage, they will completely conquer their opponents. It no longer has the ability to fight against Rome, and the kingdom of Dionia, which is equally powerful, will easily let go of Rome?
"Can the Dionians have a truce? What does it have to do with us? I have had enough of this endless fighting. While Jupiter is still blessing me, I want to leave here and return to Wei Ai !" Another soldier said loudly.
Mckelius glanced at him and said: "As long as the Dionians still occupy Rome, there is danger not far from Rome. We are fighting here for our own sake. Look here. ——" McKelius pointed to the ruined port of Ostia, and said worriedly: "We must not let Vai be like this!"
As soon as Mckelius said, everyone suddenly stopped talking, and they all looked up to the northeast, their faces full of worry.
For a long while, the soldier who spoke before said softly: "It's better to... join Dionia, it can not only preserve our love, but also increase our wealth..."
The other soldiers still didn't speak, and even Mckelius didn't scold him. Everyone looked at each other with a strange expression.
At this moment, someone in front shouted loudly: "Look! A boat is coming!"
After entering Ostia in the morning, the soldiers saw ruins and ruins, so many soldiers flocked to the breakwater of the port curiously.
I saw a sailing ship approaching from the offshore waters to the north, turning into the mouth of the Tiber River, first approaching the north bank, seeming to see the numerous Roman soldiers in the port, then turned around and headed straight for the port. Coming.
"Is it an Etruscan ship?" Many soldiers guessed that the mouth of the Tiber River was more than 200 meters wide. In addition, there was mist on the river in the early morning. Judging the direction of the ship, of course, they also hope this is the case in their hearts.
Until seeing the "black hair entwined with double-stranded cross" pattern drawn on the canvas, the soldiers suddenly became agitated and took up their weapons one after another.
The sailing boat stopped and went sideways when it was more than 30 meters away from the breakwater. Several people on the boat yelled loudly in Latin.
The squad led by McKelius was unable to squeeze onto the breakwater, so they could not hear what the people on the ship were yelling, but they soon saw a commotion from the soldiers in front, and then the noise went straight into it. Eardrum: "It's impossible! They are lying, it is impossible that Kesrera City has also been occupied by the Dionians!"
"You’re right. The city of Kesrera is built on a mountain and it’s difficult to capture! And Dionia’s main force is concentrated here to fight against us. How can it be possible to have enough troops to go? It must be a lie to attack Kesrera!"
"Such a big city of Rome was captured by the Dionians in one day! This has shown the terrible siege ability of the Dionians. Is Kesrera more difficult to capture than Rome?! What's more, you have all seen this ship coming from the north!"
"So what! The cunning Dionians probably made this ship deliberately make a circle to deceive us!"
"Hey, you guys talked about Kesrera. Didn’t you hear the people on the boat say that Wei Ai was also captured by them! It took us ten years to win Wei Ai, how could the Dionians be like this? Captured it in a short time, so I said that the Dionians were deceiving us!"
"If both Kesrera and Wei Ai are lost, our Sutri Um will be in danger! Anyway, I must go back and have a look at once!"
"I'll go back with you!"
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In the siege of the past few days, the Roman army suffered a lot of casualties. Camillos took the opportunity of reorganizing the army to mix the citizens from the colony with the citizens of Rome, in order to command the battle more smoothly. Therefore, a Roman squadron often has Roman citizens from multiple places.
Mckelius's team are all citizens from Wei Ai, and their expressions changed when they heard these words.
"What about the captain?!" The soldiers looked at Mckelius in panic.
Mikelius was also upset. Although he also felt that the Dionians were deceiving them, he couldn't say "Leave them alone, stay and fight". He hesitated. For a while, the scene of his family’s wife and children seeing off when he was on the expedition recurred in his mind. Finally, he confided in his mind and said, “Let’s go too! We will immediately go back to the camp, pick up our packages, leave the army, and travel from the upper reaches of the Tiber River. Hurry back to Wei Ai!"
"What if... what if Yiwei Ai is really occupied by the Dionians?!" the soldiers asked with trembling voices.
"It's like...just surrender to the Dionians..." Mckelius squeezed this word out of his mouth painfully.
No one objected from the soldiers, but the expression on their faces relaxed.
Not only the Mckelius squad, but the soldiers of several squads clamored to rush back to the camp immediately. The squadron commander from the city of Rome could not stop them no matter how they were dissuaded or threatened.
The previous sailing ship had sailed to the north bank, but did not anchor on the opposite bank, because there were too many tidal flats at the mouth of the estuary, but moved forward and glide for a while before landing. Dozens of trackers got off the boat, hung ropes for the sailboats, sailors paddled, trackers pulled the boat, and marched on the Tiber River.
It didn't take long for one ship after another to sail from the north, turning into the mouth of the Tiber River, and sailing along the north bank towards the city of Rome in the east.
The Roman soldiers who were still staying in the port saw this scene, and finally no longer doubted what the Dionians had said before, and they ran out of Ostia and returned to the camp. This time the camp was already boiling. Get up...
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Learning from the doctor that his father had awakened, Lucius immediately opened the tent and walked into the tent.
Camillos was lying on the couch, eyes open, staring straight at the top of the tent, not knowing what he was thinking.
Lucius walked to the couch lightly, and asked in a softly concerned voice: "Father, are you better?!"
"Ah...I'm okay." Camilos' voice was hoarse, and he replied feebly, and then immediately asked: "Now...what's the situation in the camp?"
"Um...no...nothing major, the order in the camp is still relatively stable." Lucius said perfunctorily.
Camillos turned his head, even though his face was pale, his eyes still had a spirit: "You are my son, can you hide your words from me... I'm lying here... I can hear it coming from outside." You can see the loud noise... It can be seen that something big has happened... Tell me everything, I can stand it."
"Father, the doctor said that you should pay more attention to your body to recover! Titus, Quintus, and Olus are temporarily responsible for military affairs. Don't worry too much!..." Lucio Si softly comforted.
"I am the dictator of Rome! As long as I am alive...I must be responsible for all the citizens of Rome! When I die...I have time to rest...cough cough..." Camillos used He slapped his hands on the couch and said anxiously.
Seeing him coughing repeatedly, Lucius said hurriedly: "Don't worry! Don't worry! Take a breath and listen to me slowly... This morning, we sent several Roman squadrons to search for the burned ones. Ostia, the soldiers believed the rumors spread by the Dionian ships, saying that both Kesreira and Viai City were occupied by the Dionians—"
"Kasrera and Victoria City have been captured?!" Camilos' eyes widened in astonishment.
"I said this is just a rumor! The walls of Kesrera and Viais are strong and the terrain is dangerous. The main force of Dionia is fighting against us again. How could it be possible to capture these two city-states in such a short period of time! "Lucius said anxiously at this moment: "But those stupid soldiers believed it, and the rumor spread throughout the barracks. As a result, it was not only Wei Ai, but also Survotem and Xhosa on the north bank of the Tiber River. Soldiers from the colonial city also fled the camp, and even the troops of the Etruscan allies asked to leave! Titus and Olus have led the army urgently to stop..."
Camillos never expected that the situation would become so bad when he got up. In his anxiety, not only could he not think of a good way, but he had a splitting headache. He propped up the couch with his hands, trying to get up, but he couldn't exert any strength.
"Quick!...Hurry up and call the soldiers to carry me out...Go out...I'll persuade them!" He was so anxious that he wanted to speak loudly, but his voice was weak.