Chapter 422
"They all admit that the Legion of Dionysia is strong, but because of that, they hope that we can guard the middle and link the two flanks. That way, they can attack with confidence." Felicius looked at the two and said honestly, "Although I had the same idea as you before … I'm worried that the middle and the other flanks of the Triene, Siletine and Crotone armies won't be defeated before we defeat the enemy in front of us … If they are defeated, the whole situation may become chaotic, and the cavalry of Syracuse will have a chance to show their strength … On the other hand, if we guard the middle, we can control the rhythm of our attacks and defenses, discover gaps in the flanks at any time, and send reinforcements in time …"
"That way, it will become a battle of defense and attrition between us and the people of Syracuse. I'm afraid the battle will last for a long time!" Epitenis, who used to be a light shield soldier, did not like this way of fighting.
"A battle of defense and endurance. Isn't that what our heavy infantry is best at?" Dracos, on the other hand, was full of confidence. "Even if the Legion is stationed in the middle, I believe we can still penetrate the enemy's middle!"
"Since you've already made a battle plan in the meeting, why are you still asking for our opinion? Just give us the order and let us carry it out! "Epitenis' voice was filled with resentment.
"That's just a rough preliminary plan," Felicius said honestly and passionately. Felicius said honestly and passionately, "I need your experience and wisdom to perfect this battle plan so that we can obtain more chances of victory. This is for Dionia!"
Epitenis and Dracos looked at each other, then leaned towards Felicius …
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After two days of hard work, the Samonai Hilpini had expanded their camp and surrounded Potentia tightly, except for the south, where there was the Basento River. The great leader of the Hilpini, Villani, had only sent his men to build a few simple watchtowers on the other side of the river to observe the movements in the city. With the pontoon bridge burnt down, he was not worried that the people of Potentia would cross the river and escape. If the people of Potentia abandoned the fortified city and chose to cross the river to escape, that would be exactly what he wanted.
However, in the river that Veirani imagined could stop the people of Potentia from escaping, there were people swimming in the dark.
Half an hour later, Chief Vale, who was in charge of defending the city, arrived at the Great Leader's mansion.
It was impossible for Puamot to sleep peacefully. When he heard that Vale was here, he thought that the people of Potentia were up to something again outside the city. He immediately received Vale in the living room, and then listened to the leader's excited report, "The envoy of Diónia requests an audience!"
"Printos, the captain of the Diónia Mountain Brigade, greets the great leader Puamot!" When the drenched Printos bowed to Puamoth, the great leader asked anxiously, "Lord Devers is in Poseidonia … in Poseidonia … How … How is it?!"
"This morning, Sir Devers led the First, Second, and Third Legions to annihilate Sammonae's reinforcements and defenders!" Printos answered straightforwardly.
"Great! That's great!! " Puamot was so excited that he could not control himself. He asked eagerly, "Will Sir Devers lead the army to Potentia tomorrow?"
Printos did not answer directly. Instead, he took out a small waterproof leather tube from his neck and took out a paper scroll from it. "This is a letter that Sir Devers asked me to pass to you, Great Leader."
Puamoth hurriedly took it and opened it. Then, his expression turned serious. "Quick, call Boret over!"
Boret, who had been staying in the backyard all day, was anxious when he heard the news that the Diónia army had defeated the Sammonae in Poseidonia. When he saw the secret letter from the Devers, his reaction was different from Puamot's. He was already eager. "Sir Devers asked us to cooperate with your mountain reconnaissance team to disrupt the enemy's camp tonight in order to coordinate with the arrival of the army tomorrow!"
Printos, on the other hand, looked calm. His eyes were bright as he said, "Before going up the mountain, I specially observed the Sammonae camp. The continuous fleeing soldiers made the camp quite chaotic. Half of my brothers pretended to be fleeing soldiers and mixed in … Now, I have a better idea!"
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The Hilpini people had prepared everything needed to attack the city. They were only waiting for the reinforcements from Poseidonia to return. Then, they would attack together and clean up the fish in the net of Potentia.
That night, Veironi slept peacefully early.
"Father! Father!! " Gherni suddenly burst into the big tent and woke him up.
"What happened?" Veironi opened his eyes and looked at his son who was standing in front of him in a daze. Then, he heard him say in a panic, "Something big happened! The reinforcements we sent to Poseidonia were … annihilated by the Diónia! "
"What?!" Veironi's sleepiness was all gone. "How is this possible?! We've sent more than 20,000 Pentney and Cautini warriors. Torek and Quainduc are all very experienced generals! Unless … Unless … "He thought of a possibility, and his breathing suddenly became rapid.
"Dionia's reinforcements from Tuliyi have already arrived at Poseidonia, but they've been lying in ambush …" Gherni told his father everything he heard from the soldiers who had escaped back to Poseidonia.
After listening to his son, Veironi suddenly felt his limbs go cold. He sat back on his bed, his mind a mess.
After a while, he suddenly raised his head and asked, "Have Torek and Quinduc escaped?"
"I heard that Torek died in battle, and there's no news about Quinduc …" Gherni looked depressed.
Veironi felt a sense of sorrow, but this was not the time to be sad. He immediately asked, "How many soldiers did Pentney and Cautini escape?"
"How can we count in the dark? Anyway, there are soldiers escaping into the camp from several directions … "Gherni finished his words and asked anxiously," Father, what should we do now?! "
The bad news came too suddenly, and Veironi's mind was in a mess. How could he think of a solution? Just as he lowered his head and pondered, there was a commotion outside the big tent. The noise was getting louder and clearer in the dark.
"The reinforcements we sent to Poseidonia have been defeated!"
"The reinforcements from Diónia are here. There are at least 50,000 to 60,000 of them. We're going to be surrounded!"
"Run, brothers of Hilpini!"
… …
"Oh no!" Veyronny jumped up in shock and rushed out of the tent. He saw that the camp, which should have been quiet at night, was now in an uproar. The soldiers did not know what to do. One by one, they came out of their tents naked and began to follow the others, screaming and running around in panic.
Veironi saw people everywhere in the camp. This was the first time the Samonians had organized such a large army, and it was the first time they had fought such a long war (counting from the time they gathered their troops). So Veironi had never experienced such a chaotic scene before. Of course, he did not know what a "camp howl" was. But he instinctively felt the danger and immediately criticized Gherni, "When these defeated soldiers returned, you should have separated them to avoid affecting the morale of our soldiers! Now, go back to your tribe and maintain order in your tribe. Tell the soldiers to stay in their tents and do not come out! "
Gherni left in a hurry.
Veironi hurriedly summoned his guards with torches to inform Lescok, Lucini and other chiefs, ordering them to do their best to restrain the troops.
Only then did Veironi realize that the camp had not been well planned. The distance between the tribes was relatively far, and the tents were too densely set up. The passages between them were narrow and crooked. It was fine during the day, but it could easily cause blockages at night.
He could only guard outside the big tent, surrounded by hundreds of guards, hoping that the tribal chiefs could play a role. When the commotion in the camp subsided a little, he would send his guards back to the camp to maintain order. He suspected that there were enemies in the camp who were taking the opportunity to cause trouble.
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At this time, outside the bustling Samonian camp, under the hill where Potentia City was located, Borat was quietly hiding with a thousand soldiers.
"Can we attack now?" Borat looked at the Samonian camp close at hand. He could not help but ask Printos anxiously in a low voice.
The captain of the Mountain Ridge Reconnaissance Brigade, the executor who had once seized Aspulustom, was unusually calm at this moment. He said in a low voice, "Wait a little longer."
"Wait! Wait for what?! " If it were not for the fact that the speaker was a Diónia officer with a secret order from the Devers, Borat would have already taken action.
Printos did not seem to hear the urgency and annoyance in Borat's words. He kept looking at the camp in front and said softly, "Wait for the fire."
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Veironi stood in the big tent and saw that the dark camp had been lit up with torches. It seemed that the tribal chiefs had begun to take action.
But after observing for a while, he found that the situation was not well contained.
At night, the strong mountain wind whistled. Not only did it not cover up the noise in the camp, but it also made him feel cold. When he wanted to return to the big tent and put on the wolf skin robe, an even louder noise came from the camp again. "Fire! Fire!! … … "
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