Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece Chapter 80: The Battle of Poseidonia (1)

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At this moment, Torek is looking at the Dionian camp in the distance.

Actually, Samona’s reinforcements had arrived last night. They had planned to attack at night, but they discovered that the Dionians had built camps and were heavily prepared. Torek is also a battle-tested leader. He knows that in the dark, especially when there is no moonlight, the attack of tens of thousands of people can easily lose control and cause unnecessary losses. Therefore, he restrained the impulse and delayed the attack. It's the next day. As a result, Samona’s reinforcements spent the night in the mountains. It's already the beginning of November, and the weather in the mountains is getting cold. Even though the soldiers are sleeping in leather robes, they are still a bit cold.

Tolek rubbed his frozen hands. He really didn't expect the Dionians to build a camp that seemed to be of a certain scale so quickly. But he changed his mind again: This way is better, I am afraid that the Dionians will not be able to escape!

He looked at the leader of Cavutini’s army and said in a negotiating tone: "Leader Quinduk, my people attack from the north and east, and your people attack from the west. What do you think? ?"

"I have no opinion." Quindock nodded in agreement, and then asked, "What should I do to the south of the enemy camp? Don't let them run away then."

"South." Torek pointed to the distant city of Poseidonia and said confidently: "They can't run!"

Quinduk understands, and he said excitedly: "It seems that the Dionians have become prey falling into the pit, just to let the soldiers vent their bad sleep last night. Angry!" Quindock said, rubbing his cold body with his hands.

Torek looked back at the densely packed warriors behind him, and gave the command: "Blow the trumpet!"

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The long and majestic horn sound passed through the early morning mist to Poseidonia, two miles away, so that Pichny and Mobuque, who were standing on the head of the city, were looking forward to hearing it, suddenly Cheer up: "Have you heard it! It's our trumpet, our reinforcements are here!"

The Samona warriors on the wall were all excited and shouted.

"Warriors, are you ready to go out of the city at any time to meet and destroy those nasty Dionians!" Pisini swept away yesterday's depression and shouted vigorously.

"Roar! Roar!..." the soldiers roared in unison.

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Alexis was observing the slowly approaching enemy outside the camp from the outpost, and said calmly: "The enemy is ready to attack, let the brigade be prepared!"

"I'm going now." The adjutant turned and went downstairs.

"Next, I will look at you first." Alexis said to Steponian, the ballista observer who was also on the outpost, expectantly, because the observer came from Dionysian. Yuan, Alexis spoke very politely.

"My lord, don't worry!" Steponian replied confidently, but he was drumming in his heart. Because of the morning fog, he couldn't see clearly the marks made by the survey outside the camp yesterday, so he could only judge by visual inspection.

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Torek leads the attack on the troops north of the camp,

Due to time constraints, when the troops rushed to rescue them, they did not carry Syracuse’s ballista or large siege equipment. They just made dozens of long ladders temporarily before resting last night. But Tonick thinks: This is enough! Because the spies reported back, apart from the trenches, there were no other defensive facilities outside of the Dionian camp. Therefore, with huge reinforcements, it only needs to break through the low earth wall of the camp with one breath, and the Dionians can only sit inside and wait for death.

As the team to be attacked gradually approached about 250 meters from the camp, Torek waved his spear forward: "Attack!"

A dozen trumpeters blew the horns in their hands at the same time, "Woo! Woo!!! Woo!!!..." resounded across the battlefield.

Some of the Samona warriors carried long ladders, some held long shields, and some only took javelins and spears and started to speed up...

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"Elevation angle 40, full string, small play!" Steponian shouted from the post.

"Ballista prepare!" The captain of the ballista gave the command: "Elevation angle 40, full string, small bomb!"

Under the rapid operation of the soldiers, the ballista made a "creaking" sound.

"Huh! Huh! Huh!..." Stone bullets were ejected out with a strong wind.

The captain of the ballista looked at the stone bullets flying towards the enemy. While excited, he felt a little regretful: Yesterday, the ballista bombarded the city of Poseidonia for a long time, causing a few of the ballistas to be damaged. Otherwise, More enemies will be killed.

Torek saw the dark shadow passing by and cried out: No!

But he was not as surprised as the former Lorry general Diopantos. After all, in the hearts of the Samonas, the Greeks have superb skills, Syracuse can make ballistas, and of course Dionia can.

The ballista did not frighten Torek, but instead aroused his ferocity. He once again waved his short sword and shouted: "Quickly rush over! Kill all the Greeks!"

The surrounding soldiers roared, and the roar quickly spread throughout the army. The screams caused by the falling stone bullets were completely covered up. The fighting spirits of the Samoneites were high, and they strode towards Dio. The Niah camp speeded up.

"One hundred meters!" shouted from the outpost.

"The archer is ready!" Ibiru, the captain of the light infantry battalion, shouted.

The archers have long been waiting behind the earth wall. They fanned out and drew their bows and arrows.

Hundreds of arrows rained down on the black and suppressed offensive battlefields of the Samoneites, and it was no longer the few screams caused by stone bullets.

The weak protection of the Samoneites has brought great results to the Dionian light infantry, but the screams one after another cannot weaken the advancement of the Samoneites.

After only two rounds of the bow and arrow, the Samonais rushed to within 50 meters.

The soldiers of the Third Army of Dionia can clearly hear the advancing rumbling of the enemy, and feel the slight tremors on the ground caused by the countless steps of their feet, and even their shouts enveloped the entire camp. . Although the soldiers were a little nervous, they were not panicked. Because they are the Third Army of Dionian, they have made many achievements for Dionian: they participated in the second Crotone War and captured the city of Asprostum alone; Zeng Qiqige Lumentum City; put down Lukania’s rebellion with a legion, annihilate Sinsingnag’s forces, and reap the city of Picosis... The dazzling stars on the flying flag of the Third Legion symbolize their honor! And today’s battle will surely add honor to the Third Army!

Company Captain Sitinaot was a Greek slave in Niutum. After Dionia captured Niutum, he was freed and chose to settle in Niutum, and finally Joined the Dionian Third Army and through his own efforts became a mid-level officer commanding 200 people. The hatred of the past has dissipated, and now he and the Lucanian soldiers who once hated and are now like brothers are fighting side by side for his homeland, the Alliance of Dionia.

"Javelin!" he shouted.

Standing on the dirt wall, the soldiers who were ready for a long time threw their javelins, and the Samonaes who rushed to the trenches of the camp also threw their javelins.

For a time, countless javelins staggered through the air. As the two sides who have played against each other, they have already understood each other's tactics and have erected long shields for protection.

Compared with the dense and poorly equipped Samona soldiers outside the camp, the Dionian soldiers are at a high place and are protected by earthen walls and long shields. The casualties are not large, but from time to time, javelins are pierced on the long shields and used It is very inconvenient, but at the moment there is no time to cut it off.

Although the casualties of the Samoneites were relatively large, the javelin rain continued. With its suppression, the Samoneite soldiers rushed to the trench and jumped directly into the ditch. Some erected long ladders, and some The individual put up a wall and began to climb upwards.

The Dionian soldiers threw their javelins into the trenches. At such a close distance, almost one shot was accurate, but even this way, they couldn't stop the attacking crowds of the Samoneites.

"Pour the oil! Pour the oil!" Citiner yelled anxiously, while bending over to the tung oil tank that had been prepared in advance and placed behind the wall, he heard a scream of "Ah" , A soldier behind him was pierced with a javelin in his left shoulder, and fell to the ground in pain.

Sitinaot leaned down vigilantly, slightly exposed his head behind the dirt wall, peeping out, and happened to see a Samona javelinman holding a javelin outside a trench less than five meters away from him, about to Throwing, but was shot down by the marksman upstairs in the camp.

Sitinaot quickly stood up and slammed the oil tank down, hitting the head of a Samona fighter in the trench. The oil tank broke open and the oil was overflowing.

Many soldiers on the dirt wall did the same thing as Sitina Otto: torches were thrown down the trench, a wall of fire rose instantly in the trench, and countless fire men screamed in the trench until they were silent...

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"Legion commander, the enemy to the north has temporarily retreated. According to preliminary statistics, we have 240 casualties." The adjutant rushed to report.

"So many brothers have been lost before the fight." Although there were more Samonaes lying on the ground outside the camp and groaning and burning charcoal in the trenches, Alexis still frowned, yes. The damage of the Samoneite javelin is also a little afraid. He pointed to the south of the camp and said: "Look, the enemy in Poseidonia has also come out. This battle has just begun."

"It's a pity that we brought too few oil tanks! Otherwise, if we use several directions together, the Samonais will suffer a lot!" the adjutant said regretfully.

"It’s not easy to blame the heavy battalion. They have to load food, carry materials for building the camp, as well as weapons and equipment, and bring so many oil tanks. It’s not easy. Why did our army act like this? It’s urgent, and the enemy’s reinforcements are coming so fast!" Alexis comforted him: "Don’t worry, we will fight them slowly, and they won’t be able to escape anyway."