ancient greece mediterranean ruler

Chapter 963 Two Powers Meet
Only the Carthaginian sailors who survived the Carthaginian flagship were not driven into the sea. They were evenly distributed on the decks of various warships. The crew members who had been captured by the Carthaginians and were lucky enough to survive were armed with wooden clubs and Whip, return all the humiliation suffered before to the enemy.

There were only two prisoners left on the flagship - Admika and the boatswain of the Carthage flagship.

Midorades avenged his captain by having his men stab the boatswain to death with spears.

When Midolades turned his gaze to Admika, the former commander of the Iberian fleet and a member of the Magonid family had a haggard face, but his expression was calm: "Let's do it."

Midorades smiled: "You are the biggest prize in this naval battle, how could I let you die so easily."

As he spoke, he asked his men to take a helmet and let the crew pee into it. Then he brought it to Admika and said in a cold voice: "Either drink the urine inside, or cut you off. Take your choice."

Admiral finally changed his face.

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In this day's naval battle, Carthage's new fleet lost a total of 70 warships and nearly 13000 crew members; the Dionian 3rd fleet lost 56 warships, and 7 warships suffered varying degrees of damage. Capture any enemy ship.

After Annobas fled back to the port of Saros, he was busy reorganizing the escaped warships and did not lead his fleet to go out to meet Admika.Mainly because he bore the main responsibility for the failure of this plan. For a while, he didn't know how to face this Iberian naval admiral who seemed to be his subordinate but was actually his competitor. He simply turned a blind eye. Not bothered.

Unexpectedly, at night, news suddenly came: The Dionians defeated the fleet led by Admika, and even Admika himself was captured.

Annobas was shocked: the news he had received before was that the Dionian fleet had returned north to Alenia.Unexpectedly, these terrible Dionians dared to go back and fight Admika's fleet!
If he could blame the storm for the destruction of the fleet last time, this time he had to face up to the terrifying combat effectiveness and strong fighting spirit of the Dionian Navy.

In the following days, Carthage's remaining new fleet huddled in the port, no matter how provocative the Dionysian fleet was, and never went to war.

Sardinia's route to Carthage was once again cut off.

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The army led by Davos left Gela and continued to march westward along the coastline. They camped in Econum and Agrigento. Both towns were destroyed by the Carthaginians, and Davos left enough The soldiers had time to build their camp, but the Carthaginian army never showed up.

On the fourth day, the army arrived at Minoa, and the city built on a hill was even more severely damaged.

"Your Majesty, it seems that we can only build the camp on the flat land across the river." Tormid suggested.

Davos stood on the hill, overlooking the lowlands to the west. Although the fields had been harvested, the field of vision was still golden.

He asked: "This is the battlefield where Proseus led his army to defeat the Carthaginians last time?"

"Yes, Your Majesty." Tormid pointed to the north: "It is said that the camp of the head of the Prosaus Army was built there at that time."

Davos turned around and looked for a while, then turned to look forward and asked, "How far is Selinus City from here?"

"About a hundred miles," Tormid replied.

Davos thought for a moment and issued an order: "We will camp on the mountain, notify the engineers to quickly survey the terrain, let the troops speed up their march, and quickly go up the mountain to clean up the city of Minoa..."

"Yes!" Although Tormid slightly disagreed with Davos' caution, he knew that Davos had made up his mind, so he did not raise any contrary opinions.

Just as they were about to turn back and enter the ruined city of Minoa, a group of Dionian scouts came galloping on the plains to the west, crossed the Pletani River, ran to the foot of the mountain, and eagerly climbed up Shout: "Report! The Carthaginian cavalry is coming! There are many, many!"

Some soldiers reported it immediately after hearing it, and everyone was shocked when they learned about it.

Davos said thoughtfully: "It seems that the Carthaginians finally couldn't bear it anymore."

"Your Majesty, I will inform the troops who have already gone up the mountain to prepare for defense immediately."

Davos nodded, and Tormid turned and left.

Davos looked around, then pointed to a large section of the west wall of Minoa City that was still erected in front, and said: "Let's go to the city to check the enemy's situation."

Martius, the chief of the palace guard, immediately dissuaded him: "Your Majesty, the city of Minoa is seriously damaged. The city wall may not be strong and may be in danger."

"Send someone to confirm." Davos did not give up.

Martius had no choice but to send a team of guards up to the city wall to investigate, and reported back later: "That section of the city wall is still relatively strong."

Davos immediately walked towards the city wall quickly, and the others could only follow.

Standing at the top of the city, looking westward, the field of vision is wider.

The Carthaginian cavalry came very quickly. They poured into the flat lowlands like a tide, and their vanguard had already galloped to the other side of the Platani River.

"Carthage has so many cavalry, I think there are at least 5000 cavalry!" Henipolis next to him exclaimed.

"To be precise, those should be the foreign cavalry recruited from Carthage. The real Carthage cavalry probably only accounts for a very small part of them." Davos opened his eyes wide and pointed at the mountain shrouded in dust and mist. The Carthaginian cavalry unit said seriously: "Look, those cavalry with very simple equipment but the largest number should be the Numibians. They are good at throwing javelins; and over there... wearing leather helmets, The cavalry holding long swords should be Iberians; as for the Carthaginian cavalry...oh, I finally found them, and there they were in shining armor; I heard that Mago also hired some cavalry from Mauritania, but The Mauritanian cavalry and the Numibian cavalry are dressed similarly, so it's hard to tell them apart..." Davers said with familiarity.

"It seems that Carthage's cavalry are all pieced together. Although our cavalry legion is smaller, it should not be inferior to them, right?" Henipolis, who does not know much about military affairs, is familiar with the kingdom. The legion troops are very confident.

Davos was silent for a moment and said calmly: "In terms of cavalry, we are weaker than the Carthaginians."

In previous battles, several cavalry regiments suffered varying degrees of troop losses, and they were not well replenished afterwards. After all, cavalry is different from infantry. It costs too much and is not easy to train.But even if the four cavalry legions of Dionysia are fully assembled and gathered together, Davers does not think they are sure to defeat these enemy cavalry at the foot of the mountain. If the cavalry wants to win, it mainly relies on riding skills, quantity and training. In terms of training, Dionia cavalry is naturally stronger than its opponents, but in the other two points, Dionia does not have an advantage.

After hearing this, Henepolis choked up and said comfortingly after a moment: "It's nothing. Our Dionysian army mainly relies on the infantry regiment, and they are much stronger than Carthage."

At this time, Printors, who was also watching the enemy's situation, said in a deep voice: "The infantry of Carthage are also coming."

Davos did not speak and stared at the battlefield intently: in the distance, he saw groups of Carthaginian infantry entering the lowland plains from the west in an endless stream. The originally empty wilderness was being filled by the Carthaginian army...

Davos held his hand on the cracked battlement and whispered thoughtfully: "It seems that Mago is really ready to fight us here."

When Henepolis heard this, he blinked and asked curiously: "Here? We are on the mountain and they are at the bottom of the mountain? This is not a good choice. Why don't they wait for us to march to the lowland at the foot of the mountain? Going to fight again?"

Davos did not answer, but looked at Printors.

Printors understood that this was King Davos's test for him, thought for a while and said: "If the Carthaginians let us enter the lowlands below, we can send troops to block the coastal road to the west. It is also easy to organize a defense, but it is more troublesome for the Carthaginians to attack because their superior forces cannot be deployed."

"Then why didn't the Carthaginians simply occupy the city of Minoa? In this way, they would have a defensive advantage, and our army would be in trouble." Facing Printors, Hernipolis Questions are more direct and bold.

Printors also responded quickly: "If that's the case, I think your Majesty will not march to Minoa at all, but will retreat to Agrigento or even Gela. In this way, Carthage will The Ji people should be anxious. I think the reason why they abandoned these towns on the south coast and then retreated to the west is to lure our army to attack westward, which will not only facilitate their operations, but also facilitate their food supply..."

Henepolis said as if he suddenly understood: "The Carthaginians chose this place as the battlefield because he thought it was acceptable to both us and them?"

Davos smiled faintly and continued: "I heard that Mago is a decisive and persevering person, but not meticulous and patient enough. It is rare that he is so considerate and takes care of our feelings very carefully!"

"Your Majesty, are we preparing to fight Carthage here?" Henepolis immediately became excited.

Davos glanced at Printors, who looked solemn, and said softly: "It's a pity that I don't plan to act according to the script written by Mago."

Henepolis said "Oh".

At this time, Amyntas, Martonis, Oliverus, Trotilus and other senior generals hurriedly ran to the city wall and shouted breathlessly: "Report to your Majesty that the First Legion has been ordered to arrive! …The Second Legion was ordered to arrive!…The Fourth Army was ordered to arrive!…The Sixth Army was ordered to arrive!…The Roman Reserve Brigade was ordered to arrive!…”

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