Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece Chapter 237: Sekrian returns

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The strong military strength gave Margo enough confidence. The slight casualties did not make him care, and his words also cheered the generals.

Marco said to the adjutant again: "You immediately send someone to notify Admika in the southern camp, let him organize 10,000 soldiers, and then rush to the east camp as our backup."

"Yes, my lord!"

Marco looked around the crowd, and then said in blunt Celtic: "Rutam, you and your people are the strikers."

The Celtic leader Rutam, whose looks and attire are obviously different from those of others, replied with an anguish: "Oh!"

Rutam is a Lusitanian, a fierce and militant race that lives widely in northwestern Iberia. It once brought a lot of trouble to Margo’s expansion in the Iberian Peninsula, and even threatened him. In the reign of southern Iberia, Margo finally had to conclude a peace agreement with them. This time he moved several large tribes of this race with his generous profits, and they formed an army of about 8,000 people to follow Margo to Sicily. Rutam is only one of the tribal leaders, because the melee in the night relies more on personal force, which is conducive to their performance.

About ten minutes later, the troops of the Chinese army camp went out of the south gate of the camp one after another, and marched along the built earth wall towards the east camp which was in chaos.

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When the evening arrived, Leotizides went up to the east city head, always engrossed in the view of the Carthage camp, and waited until the opposite camp was killing loudly and there was a hustle and bustle. He breathed a sigh of relief for a while, and then immediately ordered the 10,000 heavy infantry that had been waiting in the city, consisting of the Eighth Army and reserve soldiers, to rush out of the city and continue to attack the enemy camp that had begun to fall into chaos.

At the same time, Leontizides, who was careful in his work, did not forget. While the enemy’s attention was attracted by the night attack, he dispatched soldiers from the Mountain Reconnaissance Squad, climbed over the dirt wall, and lurked in Canada. In front of the camps of Taiji, he reported the scenes he saw in time, so that he could understand the enemy's response in a comprehensive and detailed manner.

Therefore, even if he learned that the assault troops had merged and completely shattered the enemy's resistance, leaving the camp completely in chaos, he did not feel excited. On the contrary, after learning that most of the Carthage camps in other areas had assembled the soldiers, they did not rush to the rescue, but stationed at the border of their respective camps, which made him feel uneasy.

Sure enough, the assault troops wanted to drive the routs to break down the neighboring camp, and the chaos continued to expand, but progress was a little slow.

At this time, another urgent news came: The central camp in Carthage had sent troops, and they were rushing east along the dirt wall.

Leotizides immediately realized that the Carthaginians wanted to cut off the return of the night raiders and encircle them and annihilate them.

The Dionia soldiers who participated in the night attack were the main force under Leonid Zides. She had been standing at the head of the city, watching the progress of the battle, just to avoid such things from happening.

"Woo! Woo! Woo!..." The trumpeters who had stood at the head of the city immediately blew the retreat trumpets.

Before setting off, the assault soldiers who had been repeatedly instructed by the commander heard the trumpets, reminding each other, and stopped chasing the rout soldiers...

Before retreating, they did one last thing conveniently-burning the camp.

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Margo led the rescue troops before they arrived, and the news that "The Dionians actually retreated back to the city" was indeed beyond his expectation. In his opinion, after the successful night attack by the Dionians, they would definitely Taking advantage of the victory to chase the defeated soldiers and expand the results, this gave him time to surround him, but the calm and decisiveness of the Dionians made his plan frustrated, and the rushing reinforcements had to become a firefighting team.

As the vanguard, the people of Lusitalia were unwilling to pursue them, but they were attacked from a long distance by the defenders at the head of the city that had been prepared. After paying some casualties, they had to retreat angrily.

In this night attack, the Dionians only suffered more than 400 casualties, but they caused nearly 4,000 casualties in the Carthaginian army. Half of them were Carthaginian soldiers pushing and trampling on each other during the night rout. To. At the same time, 1/3 of the eastern barracks was burned to a piece of white ground, and the Carthage army suffered heavy losses.

Margo has not been able to fall asleep since he returned to the Great Tent. He is still worried about the failure of this time. The tenacious fighting will and the changeable tactics of the inferior Dionians shocked him. It made him realize that the huge force paralyzed himself and made his reaction to the battle become slow.

After learning from the pain, the next day he used this as an excuse to forcefully dismiss most of the Carthage generals, and let the senior team officers who followed him on the Iberian Peninsula for many years take over the Carthage’s army. And began to reorganize and train them.

At the same time, he postponed the construction of the soil wall and stepped up repairing the rudimentary camp.

Of course, last night's fire caused the Carthaginians to lose a lot of supplies, and Margot sent a messenger to inform the lord of Lilipi, Imisele, to deliver a batch of supplies to the camp.

There is no shortage of materials in the city for the time being, but the manpower is insufficient, and the port’s labor has to be temporarily recruited.

When the team carrying the baggage was about to reach the Carthage camp, there was an accident: a laborer from the port broke away from the transport team and tried to escape the team on the excuse of a stomach discomfort. He was discovered by the patrolling cavalry in the middle and was pursued by them. , The worker jumped off the cliff and fell into the sea.

For the Carthaginians, this was a trivial matter, and no one mentioned it again after the transport team arrived at the camp.

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In the past two days, Mirtias’s uneasy mood has improved a little, because the Sicilian fleet has made a great effort during the night attack the night before, not only won a big victory, but also suffered minor casualties. He believes that the Ministry of Military Affairs is receiving After this victory, dissatisfaction with him will be reduced.

After eating breakfast, he was ready to go to the dock, command the fleet to leave the port, and go cruising in the western waters of Sicily.

Although the Carthage army has landed in Sicily, to support such a huge army, the help of the Carthage allies in western Sicily is not enough. More supplies are needed on the African continent across the sea. Continued transportation will require the Sicilian fleet to cut off the route between Carthage and Sicily. Over time, the Carthage army will fall into the predicament of insufficient supplies of materials, so now Mirtias dare not slacken its efforts.

But before he got out of the house, the gate was pushed abruptly, and the guards rushed in: "General, good news! Lord Sekrian...is still alive! He...he's back!"

Mirtias' heart was shocked, he looked at the guard's excitement, and subconsciously asked: "Who do you say is alive?!"

"Mirtias, Hades, for help, of course I am still alive!" With this familiar voice, a familiar figure appeared at the door.

"Ah...Master Sekrian!" Mirtias hurriedly delivered a military salute.

At this time, Sekelian's face was thin and tired, and his body was tightly wrapped in a red cloak. He eagerly said: "Get me something quickly, I'm almost starving to death."

"Go tell the kitchen, reheat the oatmeal, heat the bread, and fry some fish..." Mirtias hurriedly ordered the guards.

"Why is it hot? Just bring the bread and the porridge. I will fill my stomach first." Sekrian said impatiently, then turned around and said to the fleet officers who accompanied him here: "Brothers , You quickly go back to perform your tasks, you will be punished if you delay, and I will have a good chat with you after I have a good rest."

The large group of crew members flocking outside the door obeyed Sekrian’s persuasion, left the house reluctantly and returned to the dock. The news of “Sekrian came back alive” quickly spread throughout the fleet, and every crew member Excited, because they thought that the dead navy commander and hero were back. It was a miracle!

Watching Sekrian gorging his breakfast, Mirtias choked in his throat until Sekrian had a full hiccup, then stopped eating and put his hands on the wooden table. Staring blankly at the earthenware pot containing the oatmeal. After a while, he said in a low tone: "On the way here, my brothers told me...Flarios was killed in battle, and the entire Sicilian fleet was almost completely destroyed by the storm, and many brothers drowned..."

Miltias watched Sekrian's whole body slowly leaning forward, as if his whole body was about to collapse on the wooden table. He just wanted to speak, when he heard the "pop" sound, Seklyn An abruptly patted the wooden table with his right hand, and almost shook the crock on the table, but he straightened his back again: "However, we still have dozens of warships preserved, but the Carthage fleet is full. After the army was annihilated, we also took the opportunity to capture Silinus, so my Sicilian fleet won the naval battle!"

Confidently returning to Sekrian’s face, Mirtias certainly wouldn’t argue with him. Whether the battle with the Carthage fleet was right or wrong on a stormy day, instead, he took the opportunity to raise his doubts. "My lord, we have been looking for you for this period of time, but we have not found you. Where have you been?"

"I'm in Liliyi." Sekrian said lightly.

"You... have you been captured by the Carthaginians?!" Mirtias was taken aback: Why did the Carthaginians who had come to exchange captives never mentioned this? !

"Of course not." Sekrian recalled painfully: "...After the storm, I woke up and found myself lying on the beach, surrounded by drowning crewmen...I wanted to rescue them. , But saw the Carthaginians rush to the beach. I don’t want to be captured by them and swim into the sea again...

But I was tired and hungry at the time. It didn’t take long for me to swim. It happened that a few slow-moving Carthage ships were searching for the survivors of the shipwreck... I had no choice but to dive into the water. The night was dim, and while the Carthaginians were not paying attention, they forcefully grabbed the side of a large ship about to return, and was led into the port of Liliba.

Because of the storm and shipwreck, the Lilibo port was very chaotic, which allowed me to board the pier quietly. Later, with the help of the Greek compatriots in the port, I temporarily lurked in Lilibo... I later recalled that at that time The beach I’m lying on may be between Mazara and Lilivi...

Because the Lilliputians are worried about being attacked by our army, the city has been heavily guarded and it is difficult for me to go out. If it weren’t for this time when the Carthage army had landed and we needed to transport the luggage, I’m afraid I would still be waiting for the opportunity in the city of Lilibu, but—"