Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece Chapter 67: Map United

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The cunning Mesapi cavalry quickly passed diagonally forward, exposing the infantry phalanx behind him.

Then, Mesapi’s army stopped advancing, and once again entered a standoff with Archieta’s army a hundred meters away.

Achita couldn't wait any longer. He had twice the strength of the enemy, and his uneasiness in his heart prompted him to immediately order: sound the trumpet of attack!

In Tarantum, many people are jealous or look down on the Alliance of Dionia, but Archita does not. Not only did he have a good relationship with Davors, the Archon of Dionian, but he also carefully studied Dionian's military tactics, and absorbed some of them and applied them to his own troops. Increasing the number of light infantry, grouping them separately, and giving full play to its long-range attacks is a major change in the army he led.

When the light infantry attacked the enemy first, Achita sat in the array far longer than the right wing of the enemy's phalanx, commanding the right wing heavy infantry to advance, preparing to outflank the enemy's left wing.

The phalanx of the Mesapis remained motionless, and the Messapi cavalry was moving around the Tarantum array. They pushed up from all directions and threw javelins at the Tarantum soldiers in an attempt to disrupt and hinder the enemy's advance.

Achita was unmoved, and the offensive horn kept playing, and the heavy infantry would soon enter the distance to charge.

"Woo!...Woo!..." Suddenly, the long and powerful horns sounded on the battlefield.

Achita was taken aback: This voice came from behind? ! !

"There is an enemy behind! There is an enemy behind!..." Some soldiers at the rear of the right wing of the phalanx began to yell in panic. From the rear side, you can see the shadowy figures in the distant morning mist, and hear the rumble. Footsteps.

It's counted! The Mesapi is here to ambush! Achita "thumped" in her heart, and the thought quickly flashed through her mind: whether to move on or retreat? He must make a decision immediately.

Fortunately, he learned the way of the Dionian army, the commander did not take the lead in the phalanx, but outside the phalanx. Before this incident, some people accused him in the Senate: practicing the corrupt aristocratic style in battle and not fighting side by side with citizens is an act of greed for life and fear of death.

He didn’t change his approach because of criticism, so now he can make adjustments before the battle: “Stop the whole army! Immediately retreat to the left and rear in the overall formation!” Achita immediately spoke to the messenger and the bugler. He issued an order, hoping to retreat, turning the bad situation of the front and back flanking into a frontal attack on these two groups of enemies.

The bugle blew. The messengers galloped behind the phalanx, shouting loudly.

For the ordinary Greek city-state army, retreating to the left is a complicated tactical maneuver, which is difficult to do during training, let alone on the battlefield, but Archita believes that the army he leads has already After half a year of fighting, like the Dionian army, his rigorously trained army can do it.

During many battles with the Mesapis, he learned about the bravery and tenacity of this race. He was not confident that he could defeat the enemy in the west, which was twice as strong as his strength, in a very short period of time. Don't want to fall into the dangerous situation of being flanked back and forth, the only way is to leave the current battlefield immediately and rearrange the attack. Since the main force of the Mesapi people is attacking Manduria, he believes that even if there are more enemies here than his army, there is not much more. He has the confidence to defeat them in a frontal battle!

The phalanx stopped advancing and began to retreat slowly, but the Tarantum army did not advance, and the Mesapi infantry began to charge. At the same time, the Mesapi cavalry began to step up their offensive. They howled and even rushed towards the phalanx in an attempt to disrupt the retreat of the Tarantums.

The desperate style of the Mesapi cavalry made Archita feel shocked. He felt the determination of the Mesapi to annihilate his army here, and it was difficult to keep calm in his heart.

Should we continue to retreat or strengthen our defense? Achita once again fell into a difficult choice.

But time is running out. The Mesapi cavalry has rushed to the front. The light infantry hurriedly retreated to the sides. Obstructed by the Mesapi cavalry, the Tarantum heavy infantry who could not retreat had to turn around to fight. At the beginning, I fell into passiveness.

Achita has no time to regret. Faced with such a dilemma, he asked the light infantry to use arrows to disperse the Mesapi cavalry and notify the team officers to shorten the length of the heavy infantry phalanx and thicken the column; At the same time, the soldiers at the back of the phalanx are turned back quickly, facing the coming enemy, and marching forward for more than ten meters, so that the entire array has changed from the original "one-character snake formation" to a "two-character formation", with two parallel formations. The arrays protect each other’s rear.

Achita believes: Even if his troops are temporarily passive, they can repel the Mesapis with a strong defense!

The Mesapi cavalry in the rear has withdrawn to both sides, and the rumbling footsteps and sky-shaking shouts can be heard clearly from the morning fog...

When the darkened enemy approached, the Tarantum soldiers were taken aback: Not only was the number of enemies staggering, but they were also not in the costumes of Mesapi soldiers. They were armed with wooden shields and spears, and wore simple helmets and breastplates.

"Master Archita, it's a Puchetti! It's a Puchetti!!" Upon receiving the report from the scout, Archita was also shocked: Mesapi and Puchetti are united! For decades, Mesapi and Puchetti, who have been harbouring hatred and frequent wars and conflicts, have joined forces! !

Looking at more and more Puchetti soldiers rushing over, Achita shuddered all over, not only worried about the safety of this unit, but also worried about Tarantum's situation...

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"Congratulations, King Puchetti! The Tarantums have been surrounded by us!" Igratia Archon Timothy yelled flatly.

"Yes, that Archita, who has caused you a lot of defeats, is surrounded by my brave warriors. Quickly destroy them! Then go to attack Brindisi!" Puchetti King Trey Mani smiled with joy and did not forget to mock the Mesapi.

However, half an hour later, the Tarantum banner in the encircled circle still stood tall. Apart from reducing the encircling circle, the Maple coalition did not make substantial progress. Instead, it was because of the strength of the Tarantum soldiers. Concentration, the offense is met with greater resistance.

King Puchetti personally recruited and brought more than 10,000 soldiers. With the addition of Igratia's soldiers, the force was more than double the number of Archita's army.

In the situation where the opponent has been surrounded, the battle is so difficult.

King Puchetti, Archon of Igratia, and General Puchetti all stared at the dusty battlefield with solemn expressions.

"Fight! The Tarantum fight! The descendants of hero Talas don't stop swinging your spear! Remember, every time you kill an enemy, your parents, wives, and children will be safe! ......" At the center of the encirclement, Archita rode his horse back and forth, evading the arrows and javelins that were constantly flying, while shouting loudly to boost morale.

His voice is hoarse, his horse is squirting heat, but he doesn't notice it. He knows that this time he might be ill-advised, but even if he is killed in battle, he will suffer heavy losses to the enemy and reduce the threat to his home country.

Tarantum’s formation has changed from "two" to a round shape. Encouraged by him, the light infantry in the center shot arrows in their hands without stopping, ignoring that their fingers were pierced by the bowstring and their arm muscles. Strained; the heavy infantry clung to the front and back, working together to resist the powerful squeeze of the enemy, and at the same time raising the spear in their hands, piercing and retracting them continuously from the densely arranged shield wall. Once the spear breaks, it will immediately Draw out the saber and continue to slash and kill... They knew that their way of life was broken, only to fight to the death, so the comrades around them kept falling down, and they did not shake their fighting spirit.

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One hour later, King Puchetti was already pale, because Tarantum's flag was still standing, but his generals demanded a suspension of the attack because the soldiers were exhausted and the casualties were not small.

"Trash, a bunch of trash! Are you still the descendants of the heroic Arcadian King Lycaon! Look at the Greeks surrounded by you. They are not as tall as us, and not as large as us. If so You are all afraid, I can only replace you and let the real warriors lead my warriors!..." Tremoni cursed, waving his arms, and almost swept the spear in his hand on the face of the general in front of the horse.

"Dear King Puchetti, Achita is indeed a famous general of Tarantum, and the army he commanded is indeed powerful! We have to take back Brindisi. We should not lose too much here. Strength!" Timothy suppressed his gloating mood and persuaded him.

"You mean to stop fighting?" Tremoni glanced at him sideways and said with contempt.

"The Tarantums are fighting desperately because they have no way to escape. If our encirclement can open a way..." A sly smile appeared on Timogras's face.

"You mean—" Tremoni was not a mediocre king. When he was young, he led an army to fight for Puchetti's strength. At this time, he was just too obsessed with victory. Sis reminded him that he immediately woke up and turned his eyes to the Mesapi and Puchetti cavalry who were waiting on both sides of the battlefield. Together, they had nearly a thousand horses, but they lost their usefulness because the enemy was surrounded.

"I have the same idea!" Tremoni raised his chest and said loudly to cover up his previous gaffe. He drove forward and pointed his spear at the Tarantum banner standing in the middle of the chaotic battlefield: "Just don't let Achita go!"

Because Puchetti has many generals and Mesapi desperately needs their help, the Maple coalition forces negotiated and chose the Igratia infantry surrounded by the west to give way.